A Western Doctor’s Happy Farming Life[1] 184

Song Qinghan walked into the room. And he was utterly shocked when he found that several injured men  were lying right in such a tiny room.

Even so, he was still capable of catching the sight of that injured man Luo Haiyun mentioned at just the first glance because the injury on his belly was so obvious.

He approached and carefully examined over the man, and then took out the portable box filled with all scalpels, while speaking to Luo Haiyun, “In fact, suturing a wound in a neat way is not the crucial factor, the position you picked matters as well. Moreover, I suppose that you probably hadn’t cleanse the internal trauma of his, right?”

Luo Haiyun was stunned and asked subconsciously, “But how can I cleanse it? With water?”

As soon as he thought of the scene that he got a pot of water and washed the man’s belly, he couldn’t help but feel a bit shivered, and even bitterly felt that his own belly was a bit hurt at the thought of that scene.

Song Qinghan laughed and quickly used the liquor to disinfect every tool he was about to use, cut open the seams which were sutured on the man’s belly. When he saw the faint signs of infection inside, he sighed slightly with an rejoicing expression, and then said softly, “Fortunately, I come here earlier, otherwise it will be more troublesome if it really gets inflamed.”

Realizing that such an inconspicuous action had incurred a severe consequence, Luo Haiyun came to explain hesitantly with his face reddening, “It’s not my intention to get an experiment on him, instead I thought it…”

“Thought it would be fine just to suture the wound which was injured and open. But anyway, since it is not too late to get everything back on track, it’s fine.”

Song Qinghan added so attempting to drive Luo Haiyun’s awkwardness away. And then he frowned slightly, sped up the movements on operating. On the other side, Luo Haiyun was quite dazzled in sight just staring at the series of movements Song Qinghan made.

Probably it was because that the man had been long tortured by the pain on the abdomen, he seemed to have sunk into an abyss of numbness, as a result, he didn’t have any reactions when Song Qinghan was operating. The man was so peaceful and seemingly had regarded the whole operation as a normal thing when his belly was processed open again.

After cutting off the extra part and cleaning up the wound, Song Qinghan picked up the needle and quickly sutured the wound again. And after that, he spoke to Luo Haiyun, “Do you get any other patients here? I can handle that by the way, and remember to feed them with herb soup.”

In fact, this injured man should be the one who got the severest injury within the room, and that was the reason why Luo Haiyun would have thought about getting Song Qinghan here and treat him. But since it was Song Qinghan’s own willingness to come up with such an idea, he wouldn’t naturally waste the chance, so he waved his sleeves, and uttered in a bold and generous tone, “Or maybe you can walk around in the room and see whether we did something wrong with the other patients.”

Song Qinghan didn’t complain over it. He nodded and then commenced pacing in the room while checking all the other patients carefully.

Even the doctors in the Imperial Hospital did not possess a profound technique of bandaging. Therefore, Song Qinghan would come to help adjust the tightness of the bandages on patients attempting to make them all at ease.

Well, it seemed that it was indeed a bad habit the doctors from the Imperial Hospital possessed. In other situation like if they were treating the patients who were with a kinship with the royal family, they would definitely try their best to make the patients comfortable instead of making the bandage too tight or too loose. But if situation reserved to be the one like today and these doctors were treating the commoners, they wouldn’t pay that much attention to the comfort of the patients.

Probably it would be preciser to say that they processed the treatment in considering their own comfort rather than the patients’. Anyway, treating a patient in with an idle mind wouldn’t be a big problem, at most the curing time would be prolonged.

After checking every injured man within the room, Song Qinghan turned to Luo Haiyun. And then after a careful consideration, he finally confessed his intention.

“I plan to follow Wu Dahu to the battlefield. Do you have any ideas, Brother Luo?”

He didn’t mention any detailed plan to Luo Haiyun. On one hand, he respected Luo Haiyun, and on the other hand, he wasn’t that cheeky to ask so. After all, he wasn’t good at requiring something abruptly from someone else.

Luo Haiyun frowned and looked at Song Qinghan carefully. Noticing that Song Qinghan was quite sincere on face, he came to know that it was Song QInghan’s determination to do so, and then he couldn’t help but dissuade, “Why? Why are you willing to take the risk? A group of doctors were already assigned to go to the front line, and all of them were volunteered. So you don’t have to worry about that they will make misdiagnosis.”

After that, he sighed heavily at the moment he saw Song Qinghan was pursing his lips without words. He knew he wasn’t able to dissuade Song Qinghan, so he had to think of it carefully, seemingly trying to figure out a tactic beneficial to Song Qinghan.

After a moment, he suddenly uttered, “If you persist, I would advise you to join the logistics army team, and after that you can find a chance to go to the front line.”

“Logistics?”

Song Qinghan repeated the word subconsciously, pondered for a moment and then asked hesitantly, “What’s the difference between logistics team and military doctors?”

He was not a professional logistics unit. If he rashly replaced a someone in the team, he might be a culprit to mess everything up and cause disturbance. But if he was able to get involved in the team of military doctors, he wouldn’t worry that he would mess things up but probably he was able to lend a big hand instead.

Luo Haiyun squinted as if his eyes had a capability to see through every thought from every man, and then he uttered slowly, “If you expose yourself as a doctor, it will be difficult for you to get a peace. Even though you will benefit yourself and get a decent position, you will be busy enough so that you can’t have a time to go see Wu Dahu. That won’t be your original intention, right?”

Song Qinghan finally gave up hiding his intention since Luo Haiyuan came to know everything now, and he answered directly, “That’s right, I will still go treat the other patients if I get a time. I just want to keep myself updated with the news of Dahu!”

If someone else heard what Song Qinghan said, he would definitely judge Song Qinghan as a heartless man with immorality. But since Luo Haiyun had long acquainted with Song Qinghan and clearly knew his personality, he knew that Song QInghan was born with kindness and definitely not that kind of petty and selfish man, so he nodded, answering, “Alright then, you can get yourself in a logistics team which gets less things to deal with, that will be the best solution.”

Song Qinghan paused and asked hesitantly, “Won’t I mess up everything? Furthermore, is it that kind of easy to get myself in the logistics team?”

Luo Haiyun smiled calmly and glanced at Song Qinghan with an inexplicable emotion in his eyes. He said softly, “Cooking and cleaning, at least you are able to do one, right? What kind of things you can mess up? And as for the latter question you asked, probably I won’t give such a recommendation to someone else. But since you are now quite familiar with His Highness Hening, I think it will be something easy for you.”

In fact, mentioning Hening right now was indeed out of his own kind ‘selfishness’.

If he promised right away that he could assist Song Qinghan to deal with everything directly, then Song Qinghan would never consider of the other risks in this affair. But if Song Qinghan went to Hening once again, Hening would be another factor to make such a dissuasion, which at the same time gave Song Qinghan more time to consider this affair more meticulously, in case that it was just his abrupt decision.

Thinking of this, a sense of envy towards Wu Dahu suddenly surged in Luo Haiyun’s mind.

He wondered how much luck did Wu Dahu accumulated in his last period of life, so that he could obtain such a caring husband like Song Qinghan. He regretted not to have known Song Qinghan earlier, if not, probably…

Song Qinghan didn’t notice the look of Luo Haiyun who was zoning out. After a careful consideration over Luo Haiyun’s suggestion, he made a bow with hands folded in front and said, “Thank you Brother Luo, get me if you still have any other matters needed my assistance. I will leave now.”