As the saying goes: Don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door.
The woman following the car followed the patient to the operating room, but was blocked by the door. The nurse told her to sign the name of the family member on the preoperative notice and then asked the patient for details. I also learned that the patient's name was Ma Jianmin, 41 years old, and he was an old driver in Laomiao Village, Huoshenmiao Township, Yichuan.
Entering the operating room has to go through a series of strict disinfection, but I just changed into a disposable surgical gown and went in. The patient is already lying on the operating table, waiting for the medical staff to sterilize the operation.
The shadowless lamp that suddenly turned on made me feel dizzy.
The patient on the operating table opened his mouth and said something vaguely. I hurriedly put my ear to it, and only listened to him weakly saying, "Mangling Yehugou."
I’m no stranger to this place name. My grandmother’s house is at the foot of Manling. When I want to hear more about it, Huang Fang, a nurse in the operating room, has already come in and immediately scolds: "What are you doing! You haven’t sterilized, don’t rely on patients too much close!"
I was taken aback and hurriedly defended: "The patient just spoke!"
"Really?" Nurse Huang asked back, but when I looked at the old horse, he was still unconscious. Huang Fang glared at me with questioning eyes, and said: "The patient has just used adrenaline, it may be a drug effect. In the operating room, you can only watch, never use it!"
Dr. Min, who had been sterilized, and Director Dong of the orthopedics department came in with the two nurses. I nodded hurriedly, then stepped back, trying to stand as close to the operating table as possible without hindering the doctors and nurses.
Huang Fang is a fat nurse in her early thirties and an "old man" in the operating room. He skillfully grabbed the patient's arm and began to measure blood pressure. "100, 80. It's fairly stable, but what characters are tattooed on the patient's arm? It's a bit weird, but it seems to be seen there?"
Dr. Min has already started to cut the thread stitched on the wound. This is the suture he used to stop the bleeding of the patient. However, the patient had a comminuted fracture of his knee. Steel nails and steel plates were needed, so the previous sutures had to be removed.
Director Dong looked at the patient's arm with big eyes, and casually explained: "This is the inscription version of the word "Shou". It usually only appears on the ancient Ding and the coffin. Why did this patient get tattoos on the arm? Isn't it bad luck?"
I listened to the clash of surgical instruments and the "di di" sound from the electrocardiogram machine, but my mind was full of the inscription "shou", and the vaguely said "Mangling Yehugou" by the old horse. .
Manling is in the north of Luoyang, the best funeral place in the world. My grandmother’s home is called Donggou at the foot of Mangling. My 89-year-old grandmother often tells me that there is a famous opera actress in their hometown. .
Yehugou is a mass grave ditch, a bit far from my grandfather's house. In the autumn of the eleventh year of the Republic of China, Luoning swordsmen entered Luoyang City, kidnapped a large number of wealthy businessmen, hid in Manling, and extorted a huge ransom from their families. However, the warlord leader Wu Zhendong also took a fancy to the ransom and led his soldiers to kill. Entering Mangling, the swordsman and the meat ticket were "suddenly" together. They falsely claimed that the kidnappers had received the money, but they tore the ticket. Only a small number of the kidnappers crossed the Yellow River with the ransom. Wu Zhendong pretended to lead his troops to chase the Yellow River, but secretly deposited the ransom in Jiaozuo Wantong Bank.
I asked my grandmother: "How do you know this thing so clearly?"
Grandma replied: "Your grandpa was chopping wood in the mountains and was almost killed by this group of soldiers. Fortunately, he pretended to be dead and took a small life!"
"Those swordsmen are fierce and evil, and those wealthy businessmen died unfairly, each with their big eyes staring at them!" Grandma's heart was throbbing when she heard the grandpa's narration, but grandpa said that she was clever and saw that the situation was not good, so she immediately hid. He was in a tree, but was found by the swordsman and was arrested as a hard worker. When the gunshot rang, he pretended to be dead. He also hid a sharp knife used by the swordsman. It was bright, chilly, and sharp.
I used to listen to my grandmother most of the past, but since I graduated from university, I have been busy looking for an internship, and it has been a long time since I went back to see her.
The grandmother was supported by six children in turn for two months each.
When I lived at my house in the summer, my grandmother was already a little confused, always treating her cousin as me and my dad as her eldest son.
After get off work, I went back to the rented house and lay down, not wanting to eat or move.
This is very similar to grandma. Grandma always likes to lie down. If you don't tell her to get out of bed to eat, she won't get up. In the end, she will be incontinent.
The medical staff in the emergency department work in three shifts. I work for eight hours and can rest for sixteen hours. In my spare time, I like to go to the old book stalls. It just so happens that there is an old man at the intersection of the vegetable market selling steamed buns, and there will be a row of old magazines. The old book is put on the tooth, and it is out of the stall.
I like to read books on Chinese herbal medicine, but I don’t understand ancient medicine.
The old man saw that I often patronize his book stand, but rarely paid for it, so he asked: "The young man studies medicine?"
I nodded and said, "I just graduated and I am working in a mine rescue hospital."
The old man continued: "The workers who go to the mine are the most dangerous. I have a nephew who went to the coal kiln. One time, a tile exploded and he died so badly that he didn't have a whole piece of skin on his body."
I tried to ask him: "Master, do you know the word for life in the inscription?"
The old man was not deaf and replied: "I know, it's on the coffin board. It looks good. It's written on the birthday material I prepared for myself."
"Which word does this tattoo mean on the arm?" I asked.
The old man replied: "I hope you live a long time. I have an illustrated version of Compendium of Materia Medica here, which will sell you cheaply!"
I saw a thread-bound "Compendium of Materia Medica", and when I opened it, I smelled a musty smell and couldn't help but sneezed, but the pictures inside were very vivid and lifelike.
"Everything in the world can be used as medicine, but we don't know how to use it." The old hair expressed his own remarks.
"How much money?" I asked the price of the old musty book. If it was too expensive, I said the book was moldy and worthless.
"Twenty yuan, no bargaining!" The old man was straightforward, with a clear attitude.
"It's a bit expensive. If you don't sell this book, it will become a slag!" I like this book very much, but I am ashamed.
The old man squinted at me and said, "Goods sell and know the home, don't read this book, you can save your life at the critical moment!"
I turned the pages of the yellowed book. The book not only recorded Jinshi herbs, but also various ancient remedies, "Really save lives? Isn't this a quick-acting heart-saving pill?" I asked.
The old man saw that I couldn't put it down on this book, so he snatched it back and said, "You don't need to buy it."
I just saw a prescription for throat cancer in the book, and I was snatched away. I was very unwilling to take out a sheet of 20 yuan. This is my living expenses for a week. It seems that I have to go home again. NS.
The old man accepted the money, stuffed the book into my hand, winking and admonishing: "Don't look at your cost of twenty yuan this time, but you will save more than twenty lives in the future, including your own."
I didn't believe it. I bought steamed buns for three yuan at the steamed bun shop and went back to my residence.
The various ancient prescriptions recorded in the book are very peculiar, and there are some medicines that I don’t know clearly from the actual product. I don’t know if the chicken feet are plants or chicken feet? The book records that glutinous rice can cure corpse poison, roasted toad powder, and mixed with rice wine can cure asthma. I don't know if it is really effective
But I have to go home, or I’ll run out of ammunition and food tomorrow.
So when I went to work the next day, I asked for leave from the director of the emergency department. Seeing that I was going home, the nurse Xiao Tang told me to pay attention to safety on the road, saying that yesterday the old horse might have to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair. (End of this chapter)