Chapter 538 The Cruel Hospital 1/6 Update

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With the introduction of Gildom I, the Grand Commander of the Knights of St. John, Zhao Fubo could see that as the initial development of the Knights of the Medical Order, they made considerable efforts.

This is a European-style, quite large building that can almost become a small castle-like building. It has the style of Gothic architecture that has not been around for many years.

The castle made of all the colored stones and the thick walls were tall and round windows. From the rolled gauze curtains, you can see some people lying on the hospital bed. When you see Kong Wu's powerful figure, he is a soldier, and it is probably all those injured in Damietta City.

When Zhao Fubo and his friends entered the hospital, they could see some priests in black next to the injured, some of whom seemed to be secular doctors. They held quite primitive medical devices and performed surgery on the soldiers without any anesthetics.

There is no special operating room in the hospital, and the operating table is just the bed where the injured soldier is lying on. The thick bloody and bloody wooden basin is filled with bloody bandages. Judging from the appearance, because there are too many injured people, these bandages will continue to be used.

Seeing this scene, Alisha was the first to be unable to bear it in the smell of blood. She covered her mouth, then only looked at Zhao Fubo, and then ran out without caring about anything. The other woman who ran out was Shi Xuerong's maid - Luzhu.

However, Shi Xuerong looked at the cruel scene in front of her. She frowned slightly but did not leave. She looked at the painful people with a look of sympathy on her face. Especially when the secular or priests came with knives, saws or even axes, the wounded's reaction was even more sympathetic.

"Oh, my God... no... don't... let me do it. It's better to kill me than to saw off my legs!"

There is no alcohol disinfection, no morphine to relieve pain, no silk thread suture, and even the wounded lying on the bed, stained, and not even a gauze tent that isolates the flies. This is completely different from what she saw on Socotra Island.

On Socotra Island, she saw a real hospital every time. Not only were there traditional Chinese medicine doctors from Huangsha City, but there were also Arab doctors, and some doctors from the Crusaders. But no one was as proficient in medicine as his stepfather Martin.

Moreover, the hospitals on Socotra Island have special operating rooms. They use alcohol disinfection and poppy extractants for anesthesia. Because they have escaped the shackles of religion, many Arab women are willing to go to the hospital to be nurses. Although the conditions on Socotra Island cannot use any nickel-plated equipment, the small surgery made of Damascus steel is good, and the saw is sharp and hygienic.

In particular, the authors live in a ward with screens and blinds. Each person's bed also has a separate gutter tent. There is also a ceiling fan connected to a windmill in the ward. Although the weather is hot during the day, it is in the role of sea breeze and ceiling fans, as well as the location of the ward when the hospital is built. It also allows the ward to be ventilated and keep it cool.

Although the skills of stepfather Martin all come from the divine metaphor. But Shi Xuerong found that the more she learned chemistry, the more she could understand the origin of these things. This also reflects Shi Xuerong's talent in "mathematics, physics and chemistry". At the same time, as she learned, the intellectual smell on her body became stronger and stronger.

At this time, everyone's eyes were focused on the strong soldier who was about to be sawed off his legs, which made him even more scared. The expression of resistance to pain emanating from Zhao Fubo, Sophia's worries and Shi Xuerong's sympathy. There was also the doctor holding the saw, as if God was asking about his conscience.

The warrior who was about to be sawed off his legs was fixed on Song. Even so, his majestic body was tightly pressed on the bed by several priests. Whether it was the author who was about to be sawed off his legs or the faces of those priests, they all showed an expression of extreme pain.

Zhao Fubo gritted his teeth and turned to see Sophia's pale face. At the same time, he saw that she seemed to look at her armor intentionally or unintentionally, and then a look of relief appeared on her face. Sophia was the one who had fought on the battlefield. Faced with the cruel and bloody things that were about to begin, she could still grit her teeth and hold on.

Sophia's reaction made Zhao Fubo somewhat worried about Shi Xuerong's reaction. After all, in Zhao Fubo's eyes, Shi Xuerong and Shu Yuer belong to the same type of girls, they should be frightened by this scene.

"Junior sister, if you...you can go out for a walk, I..."

Shi Xuerong was obviously satisfied with Zhao Fubo's name. "Junior sister" and "Junior sister" had absolutely different meanings because of her surname. However, she obviously felt uncomfortable with Zhao Fubo's instructions.

Shi Xuerong put on a look of "You underestimate me" and continued to stand there. She even told Zhao Fubo that this was her duty.

"No, I want to stay here. Have you forgotten that the task of choosing a doctor was given to me by Teacher Martin?"

Zhao Fubo didn't say anything about this, just worried that her white long skirt would be stained by the blood everywhere here for a while.

The original operation was a very cruel and bloody thing. Due to the difference in hygiene conditions and consciousness, this cruel thing was injected with too much ignorance. The boiling water flushed the wound and made the wounded scream extremely tragic.

The scream was like a needle passing through the glass, which was harsh and lustful, making people unable to help trembling with him. From beginning to end, when the warrior's limbs were infected, his legs were cut off without any anesthetic. The only help the priests could give the author was the prayer that had no result even if the lawsuit was performed.

The sharp and hoarse cry was as the wound rotten flesh left and the blood burst out. Then, with the sound of the saw passing through the bones, it became crazy and lowered in the subsequent shouts. Under the extreme pain, the injured person made the final struggle.

Then, his body seemed to be completely relaxed. His eyes were wide open in confusion, looking at the ceiling, as if asking God, was he the prerequisite for his ascension to heaven for such pain?

At this time, the doctor who saw his legs was still moving the hand saw quickly. But Shi Xuerong passed by him and touched the wounded's carotid artery. Then she pulled open her eyes and observed his pupils with the light that was transmitted in the window.

Then he turned around and Shi Xuerong's face turned pale.

"Doctor, please stop, he...he has left!"
Chapter completed!