The Life Through Books of the Salted Fish Family

"No, not sawing." Qiuxiang suddenly said, and pulled Yan Yu's clothes corner to show her what she was holding tightly in her hand.

Silvery white metallic luster.

Yan Yu was slightly startled.

It's a very small steel plate.

Qiuxiang whispered seriously: "Use it to fix it."

Yan Yu understood instantly.

Are you trying to add steel plates to the legs of wounded soldiers?

There was no problem with the idea, but if she read it correctly, this small piece of steel plate was flat, and it was too big for fixing.

Qiuxiang moved like a roundworm in her stomach, blocking other people's sight with her body.

I only showed it to Yan Yu. What does it mean to break steel plates with bare hands?

Not only can it be cut into small pieces, but it can also be cut into a perfect arc.

Yan Yu's eyes widened.

Broader and wider!

Qiuxiang, you have such unique skills, you are the god of orthopedics!

To be honest, Yan Yu regretted it a little. When she ordered Qiuxiang, she felt that given the world's medical standards, a woman's childbirth would be a step into hell, so she chose to deliver the baby instead of setting bones.

If I had known...

Didn't know it earlier.

I can’t believe that Qiuxiang is so good at just basic first aid. If she really had orthopedic knowledge, how strong would she be!

Day N+66 when I miss my uncle.

"This medical officer, the female doctor in my small camp said that there is a way to cure him, but we can't just cut off his legs without even trying. The wounded soldiers here are all my subordinates. Since he is fainted, this master... The general took it for him, and I will bear any consequences."

"Qiuxiang." Yan Yu nodded heavily: "Let go and help!"

Qiuxiang hurriedly asked people to pull the long cloth and surrounded the wounded soldier alone.

Yan Yu thought for a while and got in.

Be a doorkeeper, especially the middle-aged medical officer who is extremely curious, and keep people out firmly.

It's absolutely impossible to think about her.

Because he was also very curious, Yan Yu took a peek from time to time.

I saw Qiuxiang steaming herself first!

In fact, it is high temperature sterilization.

The whole person is smoking.

Then there are the various tools to be used.

Come all over again.

The water needs to be heated at a high temperature and then cooled quickly.

Used to clean injured areas.

The steel plate was sterilized while fine-tuning it.

After finding a suitable position for placing the steel plate, quickly and gently wrap the affected area of ​​the bone fracture with a long steel plate that has been shaped into a shape, and then sew the surrounding muscle texture in layers...

Yan Yu: I obviously watched the whole process attentively, but when I think about it, all I can think about is Macabaka!

There was only one thought in my mind.

Qiuxiang is my sister! My sister is awesome! My sister deserves to enjoy the Ancestral Temple!

On the track of emergency surgery, everyone in this world, yes everyone, cannot compare to me, Sister Qiuxiang!

My sister Qiuxiang is so powerful!

Seeing that the patient was about to wake up, Qiu Xiang quickly injected some more anesthetic medicine.

Then seeing that the patient's condition was stable, she sterilized all the tools at high temperature and put them away.

Of course, I didn’t forget to disinfect myself.

After doing this, Qiuxiang came closer and softly reported the diagnosis.

"Cut your finger?" Yan Yu exclaimed softly.

There was a complicated look in his eyes.

Unexpectedly, I saved one person's leg, but not the other person's hand.

Qiuxiang whispered the basis of her judgment.

It was not a sword injury, but an accidental hit by a rebel flint, and the person subconsciously caught it with his hand!

Regardless of the force with which the stone was thrown or the kerosene dripping on the surface of the stone, this is not something that can be grabbed directly!

The burns were somewhat severe.

Especially a few fingers.

If it is not removed, according to Qiuxiang's calculations, it will really ulcerate every inch, and the entire hand will not be saved.

a long time.

Yan Yuqian said in a hoarse voice: "Cut it."

She trusted Qiuxiang's judgment.

…

The medical officer standing guard outside finally waited for someone to come out.

He strode forward, no one could stop him, he just looked and looked, wishing he could see the wounded soldier like a flower.

The latter fell into a very deep sleep under the influence of anesthetic drugs.

When he was still unable to judge whether the man's leg could be saved, there was a commotion not far away.

Looking over casually, he was stunned.

Look again!

No dazzling!

That little lady, that female doctor, she, she, she, is sawing, no, no, cutting, it’s not wrong to chop.

In short, I am very brave enough to strike with the force, the angle, and the pleasure.

Even the flashing cold light of the sharp blade looked so beautiful.

He approached quickly.

It's a burn!

With such a degree of burns, it would be impossible for any of them to leave injured palms.

Sawing off the entire wrist is the correct solution.

The burned flesh was peeled off.

Cutting off the fingers and peeling off the bad meat are almost done at the same time.

A layman can watch the excitement, but an expert can tell the truth.

It’s true that talented people are brave!

hiss!

Where did this female doctor come from?

So powerful!

The middle-aged medical officer never left. Like all the doctors who had come into contact with Qiuxiang, he turned into a curious baby full of questions in front of him and behind him.

Qiuxiang's setting is there, and she is destined to not be able to answer people's questions one by one.

The two of them worked together to make two stitches.

Speaking of cooperation, probably only the middle-aged medical officer was fully cooperating.

Only then could she keep up with Qiuxiang's fast and good sewing speed.

Yan Yu followed silently and watched them treat the patients.

He would also help take care of the wounded soldiers and feed them some food and water when they were too busy.

Until nightfall.

Yan Huaiwen asked Kang Er to look for someone, and Yan Yu realized that she had forgotten to eat.

The sudden feeling of hunger surged up all of a sudden.

Her stomach twisted like a knot.

She took out the dried meat she brought with her and tore the dry and hard meat with her teeth again and again.

Kang Er led the way in front, and Yan Yu followed behind with unfocused eyes.

The former kept looking back at her worriedly.

Finally arrived at Yan Huaiwen's tent.

Kang Er glanced at the waiter who was still chewing the dried meat one by one and told him what he saw.

Yan Huaiwen looked over, and worry flashed in his eyes.

"Waiter, drink some porridge." Yan Huaiwen did not wake her up, but put the warm porridge bowl in her hand.

Yan Yu took it obediently.

Put it to her mouth and swallow it in big mouthfuls.

It seemed that her body had its own consciousness. She had just eaten dry and now urgently needed something thin.

The porridge bowl was empty, and Yan Yu unconsciously handed the empty bowl to the vague but familiar person beside her.

Yan Huaiwen did not drink again, but looked at her quietly.

After a long while.

Yan Yu's dazed eyes finally refocused.

She saw the people around her clearly.

She shouted dryly and pitifully: "Uncle!"

She snorted, feeling a little aggrieved for some reason, but more sad.

A layer of sparkling water waves quickly floated on her black and white eyes.

Yan Yu tried hard to hold back her tears.

Hold it back!

Hold it back!

This general will not cry!

We won the battle. The Yan family army had just arrived and established its prestige in the first battle!

We fought beautifully! The casualties of the border troops were the least!

But the faces of the wounded, those faces that she had deliberately blurred, reappeared in front of her as the weak tears faded.

So clear!

Everyone!

Yes, she remembered everyone clearly!

Zhai Zhai probably has bad luck this year~

Halfway through lunch, I received a call from the teacher, saying that the child was injured in physical education class and asked me and his father to pick him up~

I went to the hospital for a check-up and found that he had a fracture!

I sprinted too hard in the 50-meter sprint, and the tendons were attached to the bones. When I pulled, a piece of the bone was pulled off and fell off...

The good news is that I don’t need surgery. It’s a very small piece, and the doctor said it’s not necessary.

The bad news is that I need to rest for at least three months~

Zhai Zhai’s mouth blistered immediately~

Then because of panic, my son was sitting against the car door, and I opened the car door and he got hurt. He cried in pain, felt so guilty, and sweated instantly. When the cool breeze blew at night, my forehead was cold~

Based on my past experience, he must have caught a cold~

Again, I can’t fall down~

I took some medicine and typed quickly while the medicine was working. There may be typos, but I won’t pick them out. Please help me find them.

Just now, I was muttering to myself while writing, am I a little bit of a matter of fact? When writing about a soldier with a fractured bone and a cut finger, my son has a fractured iliac bone?

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It seems that I can’t write about misery anymore, I have to write about happiness~

2024, please pass by quickly~

2025, I warn you, if you are still this miserable, I will… no longer be friends with you, and wait angrily for 2026! ! ! !