Chapter 35: Chapter 35—The many miracles of modern medicine

Chapter 35—The many miracles of modern medicine

by Bocchan13

 Song Yu rode Derpy into his corral and got off of him, leaving Wang Cheng still on. Wang Cheng had both his sight and some hearing obscured, and only relied on his 6^th sense to help himself. He felt Song Yu tug his shirt to the left. Hooking his leg to the side, he slid down the side of Derpy.

“Where are we? Is there like a hermit shaman in the mountains that has water of everlasting life?” Song Yu rolled his eyes and put Wang Cheng’s hand on his shoulder to guide him to the gym.

The gym was off the path to the mansion and had several rooms including the medic room for whenever Song Yu was injured. Thank god he bought x-ray machines, and surgical tools before the end. During these two years, Song Yu had only had to use it once when Derpy had undergone the viral changes and bucked Song Yu off, causing him to crack a few ribs and have a gash on his leg from a rock.

There were also a small bed equipped with IV and monitors. Song Yu was smart to do this as well. He placed high importance to medical care in his previous life. Despite the apocalypse, the most deaths occurred due to illnesses that used to be easily cared for.

Just because the apocalypse occurred, didn’t mean that cancer, HIV, and pneumonia didn’t exist. Song Yu quietly guided Wang Cheng into the gym.

Feeling the new floor, it reminded Wang Cheng of his high school basketball court, the squeaking of sneakers against the polished wooden floors made him nostalgic. He could smell the cleanliness of products used for maintenance.

Finally reaching the medic room, Wang Chen’s blindfold was taken off. Song Yu tried his best to look indifferent, but he was deathly afraid. The medic room was quite large and could easily fit a dozen people. There was a door on the right side that led to the resting area/bed. Wang Cheng’s eyes widened as he looked at the ceiling’s white light bulbs, and the overall whiteness of the room.

“Holy…shit.” Song Yu closed the door and locked it. It wouldn’t do much against an ability user, but the message was clear that they couldn’t leave this room.

“You can let them out now. Xiao Zi on that bed and Lan Zhou over in the chair. I’ll get the power started.” Song Yu went to the power box to the left and flicked a few switches. When he turned around, he saw the rest of the group looking around in awe and confusion.

“Are we in a hospital?”

“Why…is there electricity?”

Song Yu spied Lan Zhou already on the chair. The 2 hours he spent in the space didn’t lessen the severity of his wounds, his lips paler than ever, and cold sweat dripping down the sides of his face. The wound had bled more in the space. This meant that Wang Cheng’s space didn’t keep the integrity of the items inside.

“Get Lan Zhou more settled on the chair, lean it back.” Song Yu took command as he rolled a drawer filled with medical equipment towards the chair. Looking at Lu Jingxiu, he motioned to the still unconscious Xiao Zi. Get him hydrated and use the portable X-ray to check his ribs. Make sure his body is straight when you do it.” Lu Jingxiu looked at the fancy equipment and couldn’t help but shake a little.

Song Yu looked at his confusing face and frowned.

“Wash your hands in the sink over there. Next to the x-ray, they have instructions to turn it on. Just click that red button on the rib area and it will make a small sound when it’s finished.”

Lu Jingxiu slowly nodded and went to wash his hands. Song Yu looked to Wang Cheng, and also motioned him to wash his hands. Song Yu looked closer at Lan Zhou’s wound and frowned. He took out pliers and cut the stick that was protruding out of his abdomen. Sliced correctly, he was able to see more into the wound. It didn’t look like there more branches inside, so he gently turned the stick.

Lan Zhou moaned more in pain. Song Yu had forgotten that it would hurt. Opening a drawer he took out strong painkillers.

“Take two, you will feel a little floaty, but it will numb the pain in a minute.” Lan Zhou recognized the medication and took two pills, Song Yu handed water from his bottle over to him to wash it down. Besides that, Song Yu injected the surrounding area with numbing injections.

Wang Cheng came back to help. Giving him gauze, he instructed to pat down every time the wound overflowed.

“Okay, I don’t have much experience taking something like this out, but I’m going use a clamping plier and twist it out. I’ll drain the wound with the cleaning solution and take out any splinters. Wang Cheng, once I’m done, hand me the C needle over there and thread around a half a meter. Dip the thread in the cleaning solution. Okay?”

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Lan Zhou watched as Song Yu took charge and couldn’t help but grin sweetly at him. He looked so cool and sexy like this. Song Yu turned to Yu Ci who was otherwise un-occupied.

“Help Lu Jingxiu with the X-ray and once you’re done, take some cleaning solution and clean his wounds. He might have a concussion, so don’t jostle him too much. If the X-ray shows broken ribs, wait for me to finish Lan Zhou’s treatment.”

Yu Ci nodded his head and headed over to help. Song Yu turned back to Lan Zhou and could only breath deeply. His heart beat crazily. He had never had to do medical treatments in his past life, but he had seen many doctors and nurses work in the medics bay when he was captured in B Base as well as in Paradise Base when they brought in injured survivors.

The branch was quite wide in circumference, so the clamp had a hard time getting a grip. Once it was safely on, Song Yu had to control the strength of his pulling to be stable. The effects of the painkillers were in effect, so Lan Zhou only felt around 20% of the pain. He felt the tugging and the insides being pressured. He groaned a little as Song Yu kept pulling.

The dried blood that crusted the stick was now sticky with new blood. The more Song Yu pulled, the more blood pooled out. Wang Cheng was the perfect assistant, every time Song Yu stopped, he would pat down the blood.

Finally, 4 inches of branch was removed from Lan Zhou’s abdomen. It had hit no major arteries or organs. Song Yu sighed in relief for a brief moment before he irrigated the wound. He also checked for splinters or leaves but found none. More blood oozed out, mixing with the cleaning solution. Song Yu and Wang Cheng got to work right away to sew Lan Zhou up.

Song Yu had watched a YouTube video of Dr. Pim*le P*pper who was a dermatologist and would go step by step in showing how to stitch skin wounds. So (in his opinion) she had the best stitching material. Although he had to penetrate deeper, he sewed eight tight stiches. He glazed over a cream and had Wang Cheng bandage the wound.

Song Yu looked around to see Yu Ci and Lu Jingxiu finally turn on the x-ray. Running to them, he checked to see if it was in the correct place. Seeing it was, he watched as the x-ray flashed. The portable x-ray was smaller and had less power than one you would get in hospitals, but it could detect any breaks, fractures or bruising. The images went directly to the computer on the side. Song Yu opened the image and stared at the ribs.

Yu Ci and Lu Jingxiu both exhaled in relief when the image of the ribs showed nothing.

“He probably has bruising. Ill hook him up to the IV and get him on painkillers for the concussion. He will probably wake up in a few more hours. But he needs to stay in the bed and not more for probably a few days.”

Lu Jingxiu’s evasiveness of Song Yu had diminished quite a bit, and looking at the surroundings, it was most likely Song Yu’s. He won’t bite his benefactors hand, especially one that helped Xiao Zi. He bowed deeply towards Song Yu.

“Thank you.” Yu Ci also followed suit, and bowed.

“If it wasn’t for you, they might not have made it. Thank you.” Song Yu felt quite awkward, his eyes looking away from them.

“As long as you guys leave once you get better, that’s all the thanks I need.”

Lan Zhou heard this and the smile that he sported diminished somewhat. He wanted to spend more time with Song Yu.

Wang Cheng saw Lan Zhou’s expression and couldn’t help but pat him on the back. Song Yu injected Xiao Zi with painkillers and opened the right side door to the resting area. It had a bed and a sofa.

“You can stay here until you get better. There’s a bathroom on your left. You cannot leave this place. If you do, I’ll shoot everyone down. You understand?”

Lan Zhou’s sad puppy dog eyes were filled with hurt, but he nodded nevertheless. The others agreed. This place was way better than slumming it in a cave and they didn’t mind the threat. They understood that Song Yu was hiding something else, but didn’t have the authority to ask. Song Yu opened the door leading to the gym and left them to sort out their sleeping situation.

Song Yu directly went to the weapons that were strewn all over the gym and into his space. He dragged his training mats and barricaded the doors leading into the medic room. There were no windows where they were staying, and the only door was now behind the mats.

 He would know if they tried to leave. Song Yu didn’t go back into his mansion. Instead, he set up a sleeping bag next to the door. He would stand guard in case. In the morning, he will give them some food. Once Xiao Zi gets better, he will have them leave.

 

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