Dahe's situation was even worse than Yan Mo thought, his whole body smelled of rot and festering.
This smell can be tolerated on himself, but on others... Yan Mo really hopes to have an ultra-filtered medical mask.
It was very dark in the tent, even if all the curtains were raised, it would not help.
The two cubs of Dahe were kicked out to play by the adults. The children are not sensible. Instead of letting them hide in a dark and rotten tent and shrivel together sadly, it is better to let them learn how to hunt quickly.
In the future, the Dahe family will rely on these two cubs who are only four and eight years old, especially the eight-year-old one. He must learn the most basic skills this winter, so that he can go out with the adults for spring hunting next spring. His younger brother will not starve to death in the coming year.
Yan Mo asked the two to drag the fur under Dahe's body and drag him to the entrance of the tent. If it wasn't for fear of attracting attention, he would have preferred to drag him outside.
Brown soil did not despise Yan Mo because he was only fourteen years old and was still injured. She married Dahe when she was fourteen, gave birth to her first child when she was fifteen, and the disciples of the priests of the same clan also started their marriage at the age of ten. Give the priest a hand.
But Brown Earth didn't know that Yan Mo was the disciple of the priest of the Yanshan Tribe, Cao Ding kept his mouth shut, and only told her that Yan Mo knew a little about herbal medicine. If Brown Earth knew that Yan Mo was the disciple of the Yanshan priest, things would probably get complicated.
Because whenever there is a war between the tribes, the rest of the defeated tribe can stay, only the priest and his disciples are absolutely not. A family of priests represents the soul of a family, and only a fool would do this to let a person with ulterior motives who might be possessed by ghosts and gods enter his family land.
It is impossible for the original priest of any tribe to leave behind the priest of another tribe, even if it is only a young disciple.
Brown Earth is different from Cao Ding. Cao Ding is a bought slave of another clan and doesn't care much about the rise and fall of the master's tribe. Brown Earth is a native of the original tribe. If she knows that Yan Mo is a priest of another clan Disciples, maybe they dare not ask Yan Mo to help them, or even inform the priest.
Cao Ding had told Yan Mo these words in advance, and told him not to tell others that he was a disciple of the Yanshan priest, Yan Mo was alerted.
Because this matter was not deep in the young man's memory, and he wanted to use his medical knowledge to establish his status as soon as possible, but he ignored such an important point.
Thanks to Kusamachi for the reminder!
But what was his master thinking? Knowing that he is a priest disciple of another tribe—although he is not at all, and bringing him back like this, isn't he worried that he will do something that is not conducive to the original tribe
Yan Mo didn't think that the tough-looking young man would be so careless.
For the first time, Yan Mo became a little wary of his seventeen-year-old master, if that person wasn't super nervous, let alone brainless...
Now that I think about it, Yuan Zhan would let him go, was it because he pretended to be a disciple of the Yanshan priest on the snake stick, that he decided to let him live
Yan Mo thought for a while, and quickly forgot about it.
He is not afraid of people playing tricks on him. Yuan Zhan must want to use his "priest" ability to do something. what
Only two-thirds of Dahe’s right arm remained, the wound was scalded by fire. Although the bleeding stopped, but because there was no post-treatment, the site of the cauterization became infected. Now it has turned black and smelly, with yellow-black pus flowing out water.
In this way, if you want to survive, you must saw off the rotten flesh and bones.
Dahe's belly was covered in mud, which was probably used to stop the bleeding.
Yan Mo looked at the color around Dahe's abdominal cavity, and then pressed lightly.
"It's useless to remove the mud, it's already rotted inside."
Brown Earth didn't cry, her tears had been shed in the past two days, she knew very well that her husband was only a few days away, and the only thing she could do now was to let him go comfortably and die Can be a full ghost.
But Dahe refused to eat anything, and he also knew that he was going to die, so he felt that what he was eating wasted, he might as well leave it to his wife and children.
The mud was lifted, revealing Dahe's wound.
Something had poked a big hole in his belly near the navel.
Cinnamon told them that it was the horns of the bighorn bull.
Yan Mo opened the wound with a peeled branch, and Da He bit a piece of animal skin that had been prepared in pain.
He lowered his head and sniffed at the wound, then opened it a little and looked carefully.
This situation... is a little better than it seems on the surface.
I don't know if it's because the people here are relatively strong, and their self-healing ability is also relatively high. After two days, although some of Dahe's abdominal wounds and internal organs were rotten, they were not irreparable.
Yan Mo grabbed Dahe's left hand and gave him his pulse.
In the absence of laparotomy, based on his observation and pulse feeling, he could only preliminarily judge that a section of Dahe's intestines might have to be removed, but other internal organs should still have their original functions, as long as the carrion was removed and the wound re-cleaned. , and then get rid of the inflammation, Dahe still has a high chance of surviving.
However, the conditions for laparotomy and colonectomy are not available here. The two biggest difficulties are the inability to transfuse blood and the inability to suture, and to prevent further infection of the wound afterwards.
It's not that I don't save him, but that I don't have the conditions to save him.
"Now you have two choices." Yan Mo said to Dahe and his wife.
"The first option, give me a bone spur, and I can let him go through the last few days without pain, and even be able to stand up and walk."
Dahe's eyes lit up, he spat out the animal skin, and said weakly, "Then can I go hunting?" At least I can get some more rations for the family.
Yan Mo ignored him, "The second option is to use a dead horse as a live horse doctor. I will disembowel him, dig out his rotten intestines, take them out and cut them off, and then stuff the good ones back. The infected arm The necrotic part also needs to be removed. To do this, in addition to the fact that he will be very painful and the possibility of death is very high, you also need to help me prepare some things."
Kusamachi looked up, his face suddenly changed.
Da He said without hesitation: "I choose the first one."
Brown soil grabbed the fur under Dahe's body, "If you choose the second one, is it possible for Dahe, he to survive?"
"Stupid woman! If I die, you should quickly find another one. Even if I survive, I will be disabled. Do you still expect me to support you?" Da He suddenly cursed.
"Shut up!" Brown Earth, who looked to be in his early thirties but was actually only twenty-three years old, grabbed the fur spit out by her husband and threw it on his face.
Yan Mo had seen this kind of situation a lot in the hospital before, especially when someone had cancer, it was really a series of family ethics dramas, and he and the nurses didn't want to watch it.
It’s not that they don’t have sympathy for patients and their families—maybe he really doesn’t have much, but he just sees too much. No matter how soft-hearted people are, they won’t comfort anyone when they see them later. The little nurses and young doctors who just came will even I shed tears because the patient died, but in the end, I can only feel the sadness of the family members numbly.
So when Yan Mo encountered such a situation, he would never take the initiative to give advice, unless the patient was worthy of him.
Kusamachi lightly poked Yan Mo's back.
Yan Mo turned his head.
Seeing that the couple was still arguing and crying, Cao Ding clung to Yan Mo's ear, with a little anger and shock, and reprimanded: "You are crazy! What nonsense are you talking about? Cutting people open and then healing them? Are you afraid of the priest? I don’t know if you are a disciple of another priest? Do you still want to live?”
From Kusamachi's point of view, being able to disembowel and disembowel a person and then heal them must already belong to the scope of "asking God for help". The only people who can do this are the old priests of various clans and the legendary temple attendants. And Yan Mo said that the possibility of death is very high, it must be because he is only a disciple and has not yet learned the skills of a priest.
Yan Mo is also very helpless, if Dahe is really sick and dying, and he is completely helpless, then it’s okay to say, give Dahe a euthanasia, presumably the shit guide will not be too long-winded, maybe he will lose a few points Scum worth it, but…
Dahe's life force is stronger than he imagined, and he also has the ability to save his life. Although the conditions here are poor, it is not completely impossible to perform.
He thought carefully before speaking. If there is a punishment of ignoring death, there must be points for scum who don’t do their best. He managed to bring the scum value back to within 100 million points. He really doesn’t want to be punished by the guide again with excuses, and it will take eight nights The punishment of burning with fire is really painful!
What's more, everything has disadvantages and advantages. He wants to reduce his scum value by a large amount. It is impossible to hide his ability all the time. Since he will be exposed sooner or later, of course the sooner the better, his scum value can also be reduced a little more.
If unfortunately he was informed, and then slaughtered by the priest here... Yan Mo didn't think that God, who got this transformation guide and supervised his transformation, would let him die so easily.
Thinking of this, Yan Mo slightly raised his voice, and said emotionally: "Sister, you said Master Dahe's family is a good person, if I don't have the ability, it's fine, but I know that I might be able to save his life, but Abandoning him in order to protect myself, I, I really can't do it, I think of my elder brother when I see Lord Dahe, my elder brother treats me so well... "
Dahe and his wife who were arguing shut their mouths together.
Dahe had a complicated expression, looked at the boy, opened his mouth several times but didn't say a word.
Brown soil clenched her husband's hand tightly. When they heard the boy say the second choice, they knew that this young slave who had just been brought back by Yuan Zhan must not be simple, and they even had vague guesses about the boy's identity. .
The tribe, your own husband, which is more important
The young man could completely conceal his identity and ability, but because of the help of a female slave and his sympathy for others, he was willing to sacrifice his own life.
Brown earth gritted her teeth, she couldn't lose her husband, and her two children couldn't live without a father. If there was any possibility of saving her husband's life, she was even willing to make a deal with the devil!
At the same time, she also believed that a young man who risked his own life to save others, even if he was really a disciple of another priest, would definitely not want to destroy the original tribe.
She can stare at him and monitor him in the future, and when he wants to do something bad, she can tell the chief and the priest, yes, that's it!
Brown soil suddenly raised his hand and swore: "As long as you are willing to save my man, I swear that you will never reveal your secret!"
Dahe also opened his mouth and said, "Whether you can... I'm very grateful to you if you can come today, and no matter what the result is, I swear, my wife and I will never tell anything about you."
It was inappropriate for Kusamachi to say anything at this time, so he could only bow his head in silence.
The teenager was moved to tears, "I will definitely do my best."
Brown Earth couldn't help but reached out and rubbed his head, and said in a soft voice: "Your name is Xiao Mo, right? From now on you will call me sister. My sister asks you, if we choose the second one, what do you need us to prepare?" "
The boy hesitated and said, "Sister Brown Earth, I'm actually not too sure. The possibility of death is really high, very high."
"I know." Brown soil clenched his hands, "You also said that a dead horse is a living horse doctor."
Yan Mo nodded, "Okay, as long as you think about it. To use that kind of treatment, I need a bright and clean place, and this must not be known to anyone other than you."
"do not worry."
"I need a needle and thread. The needle is made of the thinnest bone spur. I will tell you how to do it. If there is a hard wood spur, it is also fine, as long as it meets the shape and size I need. Thread..." Yan Mo pondered for a while, "Just use hair and The horse mane is ready, the longer the better, prepare a few more."
"What else do you need?"
"Knife, pot, water, fire, soft and clean hay, and large thistle leaves. It is best to prepare all these things within today. The situation of Master Dahe cannot be delayed any longer."
"That's all?" Brown Earth asked in a daze.
Yan Mo said in a joking tone: "Sister Brown Earth, you can still prepare the food for me, you can prepare more, I can eat it very well."
Brown Earth smiled. She thought how many things she had to prepare or how difficult it was, but now it sounded like she could do it, so she breathed a sigh of relief and said quickly, "I'll prepare it right away! What kind of needle do you want to do? How thick, thin, and long?"
Kusamachi was careful, coughed lightly, and interjected: "It's not difficult to prepare these things, but if you want to move Mr. Dahe outside without attracting attention, and find a safe, clean place where no one goes, it's up to us." Two definitely won’t work, if I want to stay outside for a long time, I have to tell my family.”
"Yes, we can ask Da Diao for help, and Da He's brother Da Shan, with the two of them helping us, things will be much easier." After finishing speaking, Brown Tu looked at Yan Mo, "Don't worry, as long as I tell you, Neither Da Diao nor Da Shan can talk nonsense. They, as well as my man, have a very good relationship with your master."
Yan Mo smiled. Oh? Are you on good terms with my master? Then you have to take more care of it.