Chapter 631 Chapter 0633 I always feel like something is wrong
"Where can I find a boat for you now?" Guan Xing said impatiently, "After all, he is the general leading an army alone, how can he come with so many requests?"
Feng Yongxin said that the **** is not yours, so of course you don’t feel bad.
“What about the medical workers? The medical workers don’t know how to ride a horse!”
“When the time comes, someone will take him with him. It’s only a day’s journey away. What are you afraid of?”
Guan Xing said it matter of course.
There is no shortage of horses. Now they have the support of the Longyou Hu people, and Feng Yong will be their future rich man.
So there was no need for Feng Yong to say anything. The Qiang and Hu leaders would secretly establish friendship with Feng Yong in advance. They sent good horses one after another, not only fifty but also thirty.
“Polu, come here.”
In front of a carefully selected tall horse, Feng Yong waved to Liu Hun.
“What are your orders, general?”
Liu Hun came over with some confusion.
“I remember that your riding skills are very good?”
Feng Yong asked.
Mentioning what he is good at, Liu Hun showed a reserved and somewhat proud look on his face, "Return to the general, how can I use this horse without good equestrian skills? I dare not say anything else, but This little guy is still somewhat confident in his riding skills."
"That's good." Feng Yong was overjoyed, "You can take me with you when you ride a horse later. Remember to ride steadily on the road and not be too bumpy."
"The last general will obey orders."
Although he was a little confused and didn't understand that General Feng would make such a request, Liu Hun immediately agreed.
Feng Yong nodded with satisfaction.
Today's horses don't have stirrups, and most of the saddles are made of wood. In his current state, Feng Yong felt that he might die if he really had to sit on it and run wildly for a day.
Although Liu Hun was a Huns, he had been accustomed to Han rituals for a long time and was very good at conduct, so he was very easy to use.
Although Tianshui County has just returned to the hands of the Han Dynasty, it has the support of local noble families and Qianghu. It is also protected by Nan'an County and Guangwei County in the middle, and is not connected to Liangzhou and Guanzhong.
So among the four counties in Longyou, Tianshui County was already the most powerful one controlled by the Han Dynasty.
Guan Xing and Feng Yongyong did not need to bring too many people, they only needed to lead the people and ride lightly.
When they met the army led by Jiang Wei, it was when Zhang Bao became ill.
Zhang Bao was lying on the couch, his body was trembling slightly, his limbs were stiff, and the muscles in his body were tense and as hard as stone.
His neck is not leaning against the pillow, but is already slightly raised. You can see that the veins are almost bursting out of the skin. This is a sign of muscle contraction.
The strangest thing is that Zhang Bao still has a smile on his face.
If you don't look at his face, this weird posture will make people feel that he is in great pain at this time, but if you look at his face again, it will make people feel that he can't help himself, which is really weird.
Guan Xing rushed in and saw this situation. He was very anxious and asked, "Xingwu, how are you?"
Hearing the sound, Zhang Bao turned his bloodshot eyes to the side, as if trying to see the person clearly, which proved that he was still conscious.
Feng Yong, who followed later, walked with strange steps, with his legs spread wide apart, his toes bouncing, and he kept breathing in at the same time.
Feng Yong's figure was reflected in Zhang Bao's pupils. His eyes, which were originally wide open, suddenly became a little wider, and there was actually a bit of hope.
Feng Yong came over and saw that Zhang Bao's face was already red and purple, and his lips were blue, and he felt nervous!
“No, this is poor breathing!”
During a tetanus attack, every muscle in the human body may experience spasm. If the respiratory muscles are affected and the respiratory muscles cannot be controlled voluntarily, difficulty breathing will occur.
In severe cases, breathing may stop or even cause death by suffocation.
"What's the meaning?"
Guan Xing saw that Zhang Bao's condition seemed to be much more serious than a few days ago, and he felt anxious.
Now when I saw Feng Yong say this with a solemn face, my heart suddenly became anxious. Although I didn't understand it, this was definitely not a good thing.
“I just can’t breathe.”
“What should we do?”
Feng Yong didn't answer. He ignored his burning buttocks and sucked in the cold air. He quickly stepped forward, stretched out his hand and pinched Zhang Bao's chin, trying to open his mouth.
Zhang Bao's teeth didn't move at all with his hands hard.
Feng Yong knew that it was not that Zhang Bao was unwilling to cooperate, but that he could no longer control his muscles.
The force of clenching the teeth is really too great.
If you forcefully open it, there may be a way to do it, but in this case, Zhang Bao's jaw will probably not be removed, or at least it will be injured.
Seeing the white cloth wrapped around Zhang Bao's forehead, Feng Yong pulled it off and found that the wound was actually not big, and had begun to scar, with some redness and swelling inside.
Feng Yong got closer and saw that there were no traces of medicine around the wound. He frowned slightly and asked, "Did you not apply medicine after you were injured?"
"It was just an accidental injury. Bu Qu had wiped away the blood at that time. After returning to the camp, the medical staff bandaged it again. Xingwu had already woken up by then and found that the wound was not too big and the blood was already gone. It stopped, so I didn’t care.”
Guan Xing explained behind him.
Feng Yong slightly turned around angrily, "Wipe up the blood? What did you use to wipe it off? How did the medical staff deal with it?"
Seeing Feng Yong's expression, Guan Xing was a little unsure of the meaning of his words, and looked a little panicked, "What do you mean by this?"
“There are records in my sect that the reason why metal-injured fistula occurs is because evil things invade the human body from wounds. There are two situations in which metal-inflicted fistula is most likely to occur.”
“The first situation is that after the injury, dirt entered the wound, and the second situation is that the wound was caused by rusty iron tools.”
“In these two cases, if the wound is not cleaned in time and the wound is packed airtight later, the possibility of getting a gold fistula will be greatly increased.”
Clostridium tetani is an anaerobic pathogenic bacteria and can easily grow and multiply in narrow and deep wounds without oxygen.
Feng Yongyong didn't know whether Zhang Bao's wound was deep or not, but when he heard Guan Xing's words, he thought that he must have been careless in handling the wound.
Thinking of this, Feng Yong sneered, "The Zhang family brother fell down on the mountain and was injured when he hit a rock. It is very likely that he was stained with mud when he was injured."
"I don't know how those Buqu wiped the wounds of Brother Zhang. I think even if there was mud on the wound, they wouldn't pay attention to it. That's all."
"After returning to the camp, you saw that the bleeding had stopped, the man was awake again, and the wound was not too big. According to your military habits, it was probably just a hasty bandage."
Having said this, Feng Yong glanced at Zhang Bao again and let out a long sigh. He felt both pity and anger. He couldn't tell what it felt like.
Although Feng Yong did not explain clearly, Guan Xing already understood.
His face suddenly turned extremely pale.
In this case, doesn’t Zhang Bao bring it upon himself? Even the people around him were unintentionally accomplices.
“What should we do?” Guan Xing immediately grabbed Feng Yong’s hand, “You must find a way to save him!”
Feng Yong could feel Guan Xing's hands shaking slightly, it was because of fear.
At this moment, Fan Qi was finally helped in.
Poor him, his riding skills are limited to being able to barely ride on a donkey's back.
Fan Qiyuan failed to master the technique of galloping on horseback.
So along the way, others were taking him on horseback.
Looking at Fan Qi, whose steps were sloppy and his face was pale, Feng Yong knew that he had been bumped along the way.
It's just Zhang Bao's condition that Fan Qi has no time to rest.
Fan Qi was helped to Zhang Bao's bed and began to examine the wound.
“This wound must be opened and all the carrion inside must be dug out.”
Fan Qi said decisively, turning around at the same time, "The villain must also check General Zhang's whole body to see if there are any other wounds."
Feng Yong looked at Guan Xing standing behind Fan Qi, watching Fan Qi's every move with concern, and gave him some advice.
Without even looking back, Guan Xing waved his hand and said, "Everyone else, please get out."
“Brother, we have to go out too.”
Feng Yong's voice sounded faintly behind him.
Guan Xing then turned his head and said, "Us? Just a bunch of people waiting?"
Feng Yong looked at him expressionlessly.
Feng Yong saw that he felt guilty, and no matter how reluctant Guan Xing was, he could only respond, "Okay, I'll leave now."
Not only is Guan Xing leaving, but Feng Yong is also leaving.
Although Guan Xing was extremely reluctant, he could only go outside and wait.
Compared to Guan Xing who was walking around at the entrance of the camp, Feng Yong was much calmer and found a place to sit down not far away.
Although tetanus is scary, it is not contagious, and Feng Yong's army already has standard procedures for dealing with this disease, so Fan Qi came out quickly.
"How about it?"
Guan Xing rushed to greet him immediately.
It is very much like the family members waiting in front of the operating room in future generations.
"General Zhang's illness has been stopped by the villain," Fan Qi replied, "Currently, the lesions are only found on the forehead, so the evil energy first affects the face and throat. This leads to General Zhang's symptoms every day. Every time the disease attacks, you may be out of breath..."
“Can it be cured?”
Guan Xing couldn't understand these words and asked impatiently.
Feng Yong came over and helped Fan Qi, "This disease can be cured, but it depends on the severity of the disease and the person's fate. If you have a good life, you can live, if you have a bad life, you will die."
"you!"
Guan Xing turned around suddenly and stared at Feng Yong, like a ferocious beast that chose people to devour.
After all, Feng Yong was a man who had defeated famous generals. How could he succumb to Guan Xing's momentum? He immediately said to Fan Qi, "How to treat General Zhang? Just go ahead and do it. Whatever you need to prepare, just tell Liu Hun." .”
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After everyone left, Guan Xing was about to go in to see Zhang Bao when Feng Yong held him by the hand, "Brother, don't worry, I have something I want to tell you."
“Say something quickly!”
Guan Xing’s tone was very harsh.
Feng Yong understood his impatience. After all, Zhang Bao inside was his true **** brother.
Just because Guan Xing and Zhang Bao were really gay, Feng Yong felt that he wanted to tell him something.
"The fewer people know about this, the better. Brother, please come with me."
Feng Yong secretly pulled Guan Xing into a corner, and then said softly, "Brother, you know, in fact, many times, Jin Chuangyou did not die of illness, but because he could not breathe."
When Fan Qi was talking about Zhang Bao's condition just now, he winked at Feng Yong.
After the Battle of Jieting, Feng Yong, who had always paid close attention to the treatment of injured soldiers in the army, thought about it briefly and understood what he meant by what he said and that look in his eyes.
For the officers and soldiers in his own camp, as long as he can survive, it is up to Fan Qi to decide how to treat him.
But Zhang Bao is different. His status dictates that some treatment methods require prior consent.
This kind of thing can only be done by Feng Yong.
As soon as Guan Xing heard Feng Yong talking about Zhang Bao's condition, he immediately became concerned and said, "What do you mean? Please explain clearly."
"This means that even if the disease can be cured, he may have died of breathlessness before the condition improves. The Zhang family brother's illness is not too serious so far."
"It's just that his wound was on his forehead, and the first thing affected was his throat, so every time he got sick, he would have trouble breathing. We had to find a way to let him breathe when he got sick. "
When Guan Xing heard this, he realized, "So you just went to pry Xingwu's chin just to make him breathe?"
Feng Yong nodded, glanced at Guan Xing, and said hesitantly, "If you want Brother Zhang to breathe smoothly, opening his chin is just the first step."
Guan Xing didn’t expect the meaning of Feng Yong’s words at all, and asked eagerly, “What’s the next step?”
Feng Yong’s eyes were a little erratic and he didn’t dare to look at Guan Xing. “Brother...do you know...do you know about the habit of cutting sleeves?”
“Broken off what? Broken sleeves?”
Guan Xing's eyes suddenly widened.
"Yes." Feng Yong said quietly, "When my brother got falciparum malaria in Nanzhong, I asked my brother Zhang the same question..."
Guan Xing suddenly shuddered. He looked at Feng Yong and flinched a little. At the same time, he stepped back involuntarily, "What do you mean?"
“That’s to open the Zhang brother’s mouth, then pinch his nose, and finally forcefully blow air into his mouth…”
Feng Yong made a gesture.
Although Feng Yong only waved his arms symbolically a few times, Guan Xing seemed to have seen an evil ghost. His feet were unsteady, he staggered and almost fell to the ground.
His lips trembled, "You...you..."
“Brother, my brother’s condition is unlikely to be relieved for a while. None of us know whether he will be able to breathe next time he attacks.”
Feng Yong, however, refused to let Guan Xing go so easily. When Guan Xing took two steps back, he took two steps forward.
He could only hear him continue, "And if the Zhang family brother is sick, if he is allowed to clench his teeth like this, he will be in danger of biting off his tongue..."
"do not talk!"
Guan Xing shouted loudly, his teeth chattering, and he glared at Feng Yong fiercely. The look on his face showed that if he could, he would like to kill this bumpkin on the spot!
This time it was Feng Yong's turn to be startled and he quickly took two steps back.
"How to do?"
Guan Xing squeezed out these words through his teeth.
As for artificial respiration, it generally means supplying air and compressing the chest. It can be explained in three or two sentences. It does not require much personal demonstration, and Feng Yong has no intention of demonstrating it himself.
“It’s best to let someone with a long breath do this. In this case, more Qi can enter the Zhang family brother’s body.”
Feng Yong said this and glanced at Guan Xing.
The corners of Guan Xing's mouth twitched.
"When the Zhang family brother got sick, he was conscious. Well, um, it's best to find someone who the Zhang family brother won't cause trouble for afterwards. Otherwise, if the Zhang family brother gets confused and angers others, it's always not good. "
Feng Tibi glanced at Guan Xing again.
Guan Xing held each other's hands so hard that his joints were turning white. He was afraid that if he couldn't control himself well, he would slap the kid in front of him.
“So much bullshit!”
Guan Xing said fiercely.
Feng Yong pretended not to hear, and then took out something from his body, "When the Zhang family brother gets sick, we can't open his mouth, so we need to put this thing in his mouth before he gets sick."
Guan Xing took a closer look and saw Feng Yong holding something strange in his hand.
A belt passes through a round wooden ball with several small holes on it.
"What's this?"
Guan Xing asked curiously.
“Mouth ball.” Feng Yong shook it and explained with a serious face, “This small ball is used to block the mouth and prevent it from closing. The small holes on the top can be used for ventilation.”
“This belt is used to put on the head to prevent the ball from being pushed out or swallowed.
"This is a good thing. Our army's lieutenant generals will use this thing whenever they have Jin Chuang Yin and those who have difficulty breathing. Others can easily provide air to the patient without having to worry about being unable to open the teeth. It also prevents beautiful, er, patients from biting their tongues.”
The words were serious and the expression was serious, but Guan Xing always felt that something was wrong. He always felt that this kid was extremely evil.
(End of this chapter)