Chapter 5: I traveled through time after working overtime to create the remains

  Chapter 5 I worked overtime to build up the body and traveled through time.

  Is the salt water coming?

  Wu Zhou turned his head and saw a big rough hand holding a wooden bowl and bringing it to him. The soldier’s hands were covered with calluses, and even if he washed them deliberately, he still couldn’t wash away the deep black stains between his nails. His black and yellow thumb was still on the rim of the bowl, and his nails were dug deep into the water…

  Wu Zhou felt his stomach churning after just one glance. However, in such a poor place, if you need to find something else to hold the saline…

  don’t even think about it!

  This kind of thatched roof house, the wooden barrel is so dirty that you can’t see its true color, and besides the wooden bowl, there is probably nothing else!

  Wu Zhou lowered his head and took a sip of salt water, appreciating the taste, and felt a river of sadness in his heart.

  It is so miserable in the wild where there is no readily available saline solution.

  Boil water now, add cold water now, and put salt in it now. I had to calculate in my head how much salt to add!

  He took a sip of the concentration and felt the temperature again. He felt that the concentration might be a little off, but the temperature was about the same. As for the temperature being half a degree lower than 37 degrees and the salt water concentration being 10% off…

  we can’t control that much!

  Add salt, add salt, add more salt. To be cautious, Wu Zhou asked them to add salt three times in a row before adjusting it to a satisfactory concentration. Then, he directed these men with rough hands and feet to clean the mouth of the water bag with strong liquor, pick it up, and pour it into it –

  from the upper abdomen to the lower abdomen, rinse it carefully bit by bit. After flushing, he gently held the intestines with both hands and continued to shout:

  ”Come and lift him! One lifts the shoulders, one lifts the feet, and the other lifts the back!”

  The red-haired archer held the injured man’s shoulders.

  The young man who was the first to kneel beside the injured person, holding his intestines, lifted the injured person’s legs.

  The young priest, who was kneeling opposite the injured person in a very twisted posture, pressing the brachial artery with one hand and the posterior tibial artery with the other, also let go with Wu Zhou’s permission. After a series of operations, examinations, and cleanings, the bleeding on the injured man’s left arm and left leg had basically stopped. The work of pressing the small freckles ended and he switched to lifting the injured man’s back.

  ”One, two, three, get up! Come to my side!”

  With a splash, the saline solution poured out after flushing the abdominal cavity.

  Wu Zhou continued to burst into tears.

  There is no suction device, no drainage tube, nothing… Did you use a straw or a reed stick to suck the vomit? As long as he thought of the big yellow teeth of those soldiers, and the fact that if he couldn’t suck it properly, he would spit out a mouthful and a half of it, Wu Zhou said, forget it.

  He had no choice but to adopt the simplest and crudest method: after flushing the abdominal cavity, lift the person up and pour water out.

  The water was basically poured out, and Wu Zhouzai carefully checked it one last time. Fortunately, there was no bleeding anywhere, or to use Wu Zhou’s accustomed terminology – no active bleeding. He finally breathed a sigh of relief, straightened his waist slightly, and stretched his hand to the side:

  ”Sut it up!”

  …No one answered.

  There were no tweezers, no needles and threads, no equipment. The nurse smiled with crooked eyes. She gently patted the palm of his hand with the needle…

  Wu Zhou: “…”

  T_T

  He should have been used to it long ago.

  This is not a hospital, not an operating room. There are no first assistants, second assistants, equipment nurses, or circulating nurses around, so a bunch of people work together to cooperate. He shouted “Sew”, but no one around him knew what he meant…

  ”Give me the needle and thread!”

  ”Ah?…Oh!”

  The freckle-faced little priest jumped up and rustled. He rustled and started to dig into his inner pocket.

  Wu Zhou’s eyes lit up.

  He originally thought that the thatched hut next to it was a dilapidated house, and he should be able to find a needle and thread. Who knew this little freckle actually had needlework? That’s good. Priests are of a higher class than civilians, so the things they get should be better…

  No, wait!

  What a piece of shit this is!   

  A sewing needle, no, that length and thickness, it must be a quilt needle!

  Still curved!

  Bent!

  It bends when sewing clothes!

  And this line! This line! You are not required to use antibacterial sutures or barbed knot-free sutures. Your hemp thread is still lumpy and not smooth at all. What do you mean?

  Forget it… You can’t ask too much to break the place…

  Wu Zhou tried to comfort himself, moved the needle and stitched the abdominal wall as quickly as possible. While I was sewing, the veins on my forehead were twitching: there were no absorbable sutures, no silk thread, only the coarsest hemp thread – the threading needle was still a sewing needle! straight! straight!

  There was no needle holder, no bent needle, and he was holding a sewing needle in his hand and poking it into the flesh. This feeling was unknown to anyone who sewed…

  He concentrated and held his breath, and patiently sewed layer by layer. The peritoneum, superficial fascia, skin and subcutaneous tissue… After meticulously completing the three layers of sutures and tying the last knot, the whole person leaned back as if in collapse and lay on the ground.

  ”Bandage him up…”

  There was no one to even help wipe away the sweat.

  sad.

  No one wiped his sweat during the operation, but fortunately, there was someone to take care of him after the operation. Wu Zhou lay down, and five or six hands immediately reached out to help him. The soldiers who had been ordered around by him just now and didn’t dare to say a word came rushing up, talking all over the place:

  ”Little Grete, you are so powerful.”

  ”Little Grete, when did you learn this?”

  ”Little Grete…”

  Wu Zhou:…

?

? ?

  His tired and confused mind turned around again and again, and finally a memory was pumped into his mind. Yes, those people are calling him, his name is Grete, Grete Nordmark, a new recruit of the city guard…

  Today he is following the team on patrol out of the city, escorting the priest – that little freckle, named John ——Go home to visit relatives. The person who had just been injured and treated by him was Uncle Karen, the captain of their team and who had been taking care of him.

  When Uncle Karen was injured, those who knelt down and held his intestines were his nephew Raymond, the spearman; the red-haired archer Taung; and the shield warrior Vali who he had blasted to boil water before. Together, this is The entire squad.

  So…I traveled through time?

  Sure enough, after working crazy overtime in the emergency department, I turned into a corpse in the end…

  Alas, I survived being the chief resident and the attending physician. Unexpectedly, I still collapsed at the level of deputy chief physician. Yes!

  Wu Zhou silently wiped away a handful of bitter tears for himself. He looked around, at the gentle rolling hillsides and green grassland in the distance, at the antique thatched-roof houses, at the Caucasian-looking teammates with tall noses and deep eyes beside him. Finally, he lowered his eyes and mourned for himself. For a second, he silently muttered to himself:

  ”From now on, I am Gretel…”

  Gretel raised his eyes again and saw a row of several soldiers, oh, and a priest, with stern eyes, all of whom were staring at him. he. Obviously, everyone was surprised and curious as to why he suddenly cut open his stomach to save people.

  Grete: “…”

  How should I explain?

  Can I tell them that I have this ability, which was honed by twelve years of primary and secondary education + seven years of continuous undergraduate and master’s degree + more than ten years of clinical work in my previous life? !

  If you really dare to say this, you will… be burned to death…?

  There was a pastor at the scene who saw everything and could report it to the church when he got back. He couldn’t hide it even if he wanted to!

  Gretel, shivering.jpg

  At the moment when he was thinking about the torture rack from the Inquisition, and was about to think about the ten tortures, a worrying question interrupted his thoughts and saved him from disaster:

  ”Little Gretel…Captain, can you survive? ”

  　Everyone, go invest!”

  　　The signing SMS has arrived. If you invest before completing the signing and changing the status, you can earn the income of the first node!

  　　So far, 77 people have collected it, and only 34 people have invested. The rest should hurry up!

  　　You can invest after reading on the app for ten minutes. If it is too short and the reading is less than 10 minutes, you can switch to the reading page and keep the screen on for 10 minutes. The investment button is on the details page

  (end of this chapter)