MTL - Ask Sword-Chapter 21 plaster

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  Chapter 21 Plaster

   "Put the sackcloth on the donkey cart."

   Li Ang spread out the coarse cloth on a donkey cart, stacked several layers, and sprinkled gypsum powder between the layers to make a bandage roll.

   Afterwards, he asked the middle-aged woman to keep the knee joint in a slightly flexed position of about 15°, put the bandage roll into the water basin, soak it in water, and wrap it around the middle-aged woman's calf.

  After the winding was completed, he ran into the backyard again, picked up a few wooden strips, and wrapped them with coarse cloth on the surface of the bandage roll as a shape.

  Ten minutes passed,

  The plaster in the bandage roll dries gradually, and soon becomes a semi-solidified plasterboard, fixing the injured leg of the middle-aged woman.

   "That's it."

   Li Ang breathed a sigh of relief, stepped back half a step, and wiped his wet palms directly on the clothes, regardless of whether there was any plaster powder stuck to them.

  Fortunately, the other party only had a stable fracture with displacement, which can be reset by manipulation. If it is an open fracture, Baoantang has no conditions for debridement, let alone a fracture bracket.

  Song Shaoyuan looked at the solidified plaster on the wounded leg, frowned and asked, "Is this... fixed with plaster?"

   "To be precise, it's a plaster bandage."

   Li Ang said: "Plaster of paris solidifies when it meets water, and can be used to fix the injured leg, preventing further fractures caused by disturbance, and helping to heal.

  However, if all limbs are directly covered with plaster, it will cause leg swelling and affect blood supply.

  If you use a plaster bandage, it can perfectly fit the contour of the leg, and there is still a certain amount of redundant space, which will not affect the blood supply.

  Fortunately, there is a ceramics shop on this street. Otherwise, the raw gypsum for making tofu would have to be burned once before the gypsum can be used. "

  He is not only explaining to Song Shaoyuan, but also explaining to patients and onlookers.

  After a few days of precipitation, the neighbors have completely trusted Baoantang's bone injury recovery technology, even if they see strange plaster bandages, they can accept them, and they can't help but marvel at them.

   Li Ang cupped his hands to let the neighbors disperse, not to block the passers-by, and asked Song Shaoyuan and the guys from Lansheng Building to help again, and carefully carried the wooden board of the donkey cart, together with the patients on it, into the backyard of the security hall.

   After finishing all this, Li Ang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and said to Song Shaoyuan with some embarrassment: "Brother Song, the price of gypsum powder is."

   "A gentleman loves others with virtue."

  Song Shaoyuan waved his hand indifferently, "Saving people is the most important thing, a little money is nothing, don't forget it with me."

"Um."

   Li Ang also knew Song Shaoyuan's character, so he didn't say any more, and finally looked at the middle-aged man beside him.

   After a lot of work, he hasn't asked the patient's family members for their names and origins.

   Li Ang asked casually, the man's name was Gan Er, his wife Gan Shi, and his son Gan Xiaoer, who was a tenant farmer in the countryside. There was originally an eldest son in the family, but unfortunately died.

  The impoverished people in this era choose their names so casually, and it's hard for Li Ang to say anything.

Gan Er's family heard that there was a doctor in Weizhou City who specialized in treating bone injuries and curing terminal illnesses. He borrowed a donkey cart from the leader's family and drove from the countryside to Weizhou City. He had to return the donkey cart in the evening. to the neighbors.

   "Doctor. This is the consultation fee."

  Gan Er stammered and took out a handful of copper coins from his pocket, all of which were flat money or **** money, "There is not enough here, so I will find someone to borrow."

   Li Ang glanced at Gan Er's thick and callused palm, and the old copper coins with notches in the corners of the palm, and his tone became softer, "No. You can keep this money for yourself.

   Today's Duanyang Festival, let's do it as a good deed. "

   Li Ang has a deep knowledge and understanding of the suffering of the life of sharecropper families.

  Even if it’s only 20 Wen consultation fee, it’s not so easy for them to pay.

   "This, how can this work."

  Gan Er's dark face was flushed, and he rubbed the hem of his clothes uneasily, "If you don't pay the doctor for medical treatment, you will not be blessed by the Bodhisattva in the future."

  Chai Cuiqiao pursed her lips and said, "My young master told you to keep it.

   Why don't you give the doctor money and you will be cursed by the Bodhisattva? It's clearly the nonsense of those quack doctors who intimidate patients. "

   "The little one."

  Gan Er called his son over, took two steps back, and made a gesture to kowtow to Li Ang again. Li Ang quickly persuaded the family, thought for a while, went to the backyard to get two skewers of bacon and a small bag of rice, and put them on the donkey cart.

   "You can take these home. The plaster of paris can be semi-solidified when it meets water for a quarter of an hour, but it will take a whole day to fully solidify.

  After returning home, don't move these wooden bars I tied. Wait for the plaster to dry completely before removing the wooden strips.

  In addition, the patient should lie on the bed, cannot move easily, and cannot allow the plaster to get wet, and wait at least three months before going out for activities. After half a year, I can do some physical work again.

  By the way, you also take the rest of the gypsum powder and sackcloth home.

  Come back to me in a month. If I am not there, I will take off the plaster and re-wrap it yourself. Remember that it will be a month later, and it should not be wrapped too tightly.

   Also, you can eat more fish, shrimp and eggs during the fracture period,

  You can also eat more meat.”

   Li Ang paused, glanced at the shabby clothes worn by Gan Er's family, and couldn't help shaking his head and sighing in his heart.

   "In short, eat whatever is good."

Li Ang carefully explained all the doctor's orders that he felt needed attention, and then felt that the other party might have forgotten, so he went to find a pen and paper, wrote them on the paper, and asked Gan Er to take it back—even if he couldn't understand it, he could do it. Have someone else read it out for you so you don't forget it.

  Gan Er's family thanked Li Ang a thousand times, and then pulled the donkey cart and left.

   "Risheng is the benevolence of doctors."

  Song Shaoyuan looked at the back of Gan Er's family leaving, smiled and said to Li Ang: "You have the demeanor of Lingtang."

   "Since I saw it, if I can help you out, I will help."

   Li Ang sighed, there are so many families like Gan Er's family in the world. Even in a different world with highly developed productivity, there are no fewer families who become poor due to illness and return to poverty due to illness.

  I have confirmed that I have a recommendation letter from the school, and I am no longer a little doctor who is helpless in the face of 150 people, but more people are still living in hardship.

   Song Shaoyuan saw that Li Ang was depressed, so he didn't say any more, and asked with a smile: "I just heard about Risheng's reputation when I returned to Yunzhou.

   Rescue army horses, heal broken bones, and I heard that they even pulled out a ten-foot-long worm from their legs? "

   "There is no such thing as ten feet, the more the neighbors spread, the more exaggerated they are."

   Li Ang smiled and waved his hands.

  Lanshenglou is still doing business, and Song Shaoyuan just came back from a trip to the mountains and rivers. After chatting for a few words, he brought two buddies home.

  Looking at the quiet courtyard again, Li Ang sighed softly as he thought of the sallow, emaciated, dull Gan Xiaoer's family.

   "Master."

   "I'm fine, just a little helpless."

  Li Ang shook his head, shook his depression out of his mind, and cheered up again, "Okay, don't think about it anymore. Let's make dinner, and go shopping after dinner. Today is the holiday."

  (end of this chapter)