"Go and start the fire immediately. You guys hold the patient down for me."
Dr. George Lei said to the woman and the three apprentices as he placed his medical box on a broken wooden chair next to him and opened it. There were some old surgical instruments inside, but they were not the kind of scalpels that Zhou Haorui and the others were familiar with. They were more like the stuff of a quack doctor.
The woman had already hurriedly found a basin for holding sundries, put some firewood in it, and lit it up to make the fire burn fiercely.
This was originally a half-underground street, and the space was cramped and there was no ventilation. Now that the fire had started, thick smoke was also produced, making it even more unbearable.
The air was stinky, turbid, and hot. Zhou Haorui felt that he could not breathe, and his heart and lungs seemed to be on fire …
At the same time, Dr. George Lei took out a small knife from his medical box and held it in his hand. It looked like a scalpel, but it seemed to be a butcher's meat cleaver. The knife was covered in blood, stains, and even a little rusty, but Dr. George Lei did not care. He took out an iron brand and handed it to the woman.
"What are you guys doing? Hold him down and don't let him move, "the doctor shouted and leaned over to the patient on the bed.
"This …" Zhou Haorui could not help but say, "Doctor, is it better to clean and disinfect the knife first?"
Although he was not a medical student, this was common sense …
It was just that the era he was in was the Middle Ages.
"What are you talking about?" Dr. George Lei reprimanded. "Hurry up, the patient will miss his chance of survival because of your hesitation," the doctor said as he looked at the brazier. "Burn my iron brand."
The woman quickly did it again. She took the iron brand and heated it on the brazier, gradually roasting it red. The two children peeked their heads out and looked at the door.
Zhou Haorui felt a chill in his heart as he vaguely thought of Dr. George Lei's plan …
"Hurry up!" The doctor shouted again. Old Jiang and Yangliu Qingqing went forward to press the patient's upper body on the bed, trying to avoid the festering skin. Zhou Haorui had no choice but to go forward and press the man's feet.
Dr. George Lei acted quickly. His hands were calm, and his thoughts were without hesitation. He leaned over and cut the festering skin on the man's left shoulder with a knife. The beak mask covered the doctor's face, but he must have looked very cold.
"Ahhh …" The man immediately let out a painful cry. Even though he was already extremely weak, he was still screaming miserably.
The man did not have much strength to struggle, but Zhou Haorui's hands that were pressing down on the man's feet were trembling, and his heart was tight.
Old Jiang and Yangliu Qingqing's eyes were also filled with pity.
Zhou Haorui watched as a large piece of the patient's tattered skin was cut off. Dr. George Ray threw the piece of skin to the ground and shouted, "Iron brand!" With trembling hands, the woman picked up the iron brand from the brazier and handed it over. As soon as Dr. George Ray took it, he pressed the red-hot iron brand against the wound on the patient's left shoulder. Immediately, there was a sizzling sound of burning.
The man's painful screams resounded throughout the room and spread out, silencing the noisy underground passageway.
The two children, who were leaning against the door, saw their father being treated in such a way. One of them was scared stiff, and the other was in tears.
Zhou Haorui couldn't help but take a deep breath. Medieval medicine …
He suddenly understood why the birdbeak doctor was hated and feared by the people at that time.
"Oh my god …" Yangliu Qingqing muttered speechlessly, "Dr. George Ray, this job is too difficult. Pay more, you have to pay more."
"If you want gold, you have to let the person who gave you the gold still live," Dr. George Ray said. He gave the iron brand back to the woman and asked her to continue burning it. Then, he used the scalpel to cut the festering wound on the man's right shoulder. Immediately, it was a bloody mess. Not long after, the iron brand fell again, and the screams exploded again.
Zhou Haorui's head was covered in cold sweat, and his ears were buzzing. His whole body was numb and sore, and he almost couldn't stand …
The cruel and strange scene in front of him was like hanging him. It made him start to wonder if he was a man who liked dragons …
Among the three, Old Jiang, who was the oldest, had the steadiest hand pressure.
After Dr. George Ray dealt with the ruptured and pus skin, he began to deal with the big pustules on the patient's chest that had not yet ruptured. There was no difference in the technique. He directly cut them with the scalpel, and pus and blood flowed out. There was no need to wash and bandage them. The doctor once again raised the red hot iron brand.
It fell on the wound. Sizzle!
After the man on the bed screamed again, he fainted from the pain, and there was no more sound.
"Doctor, doctor, my husband …" the woman said nervously, "Is he still alive …"
Dr. George Ray checked the patient's breath, "He's still alive. As for whether he can wake up or not, it's up to his own will."
The woman suddenly wailed and prayed to God.
Dr. George Ray didn't say anything more. He continued to cut and burn the other pustules and festering skin on the man's body to stop the bleeding.
This was not only a torture to the patient, the patient's wife and children, it was also a torture to Zhou Haorui and the other two. Old Jiang might be relying on his yearning for an extraordinary life, Yangliu and Qingqing might be relying on gold, but Zhou Haorui did not know what he was relying on …
Perhaps he had already lost all his strength, but he did not realize it because the patient had stopped struggling.
After dealing with the patient's body, Dr. George Ray wiped the scalpel on the rag and put it back into the medical box. Then, he went for the iron brand.
"Your husband's surgery is done." The doctor said to the poor woman, "If he can wake up, give him some water and I'll come back tomorrow."
After saying that, Dr. George Ray carried his medical box and cane and walked out while the woman was at a loss of gratitude and doubt. "Let's go, there are other patients here."
The three of them followed the doctor to the alley outside the house with uncertainty. The chaotic curses erupted again, and someone shouted, "They just killed someone again! They kill people, they only know how to kill people and then take away the gold. That's what 'doctors' only know how to do, kill people and take their wealth! "
Dr. George Ray looked at the three apprentices and seemed to be able to see through their expressions under the beak mask.
"You have to start getting used to this kind of thing," the doctor said in a deep voice. "Because you'll still have to go through a lot of hardships. If you can't hold on, you'll die."
When Zhou Haorui heard this, he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine …
Old Jiang, Yangliu and Qingqing also looked at the beak doctor's face.
Zhou Haorui saw that in the eye socket that was not covered by the beak mask, the left eye was broken and the right eye was pitch black.
It was so dark that they seemed to have seen it from the crow's eye.
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