Chapter 111: I haven’t seen you in three months. Why are you no longer a human being?
For some reason, Gareth received first aid training in a previous life.
In various first aid scenarios, pneumothorax is a quite fatal situation. If it is not dealt with in time, the person involved can be said to be dead.
The so-called pneumothorax is a medical emergency. It refers to the entry of air into the pleural cavity, which is the space between the lungs and the chest wall. This will cause the lungs to be unable to expand normally, seriously affect the respiratory function, and may cause various complications. .
Generally speaking, pneumothorax can be divided into two categories, one is spontaneous pneumothorax and the other is traumatic pneumothorax.
Spontaneous pneumothorax is related to physical fitness, smoking, and various lung diseases.
Traumatic pneumothorax can be roughly divided into two categories. One is blunt trauma to the chest, which causes rib fractures and punctures lung tissue, leading to pneumothorax.
The other type is penetrating chest trauma, such as stab wounds, gunshot wounds and other wounds that penetrate the chest wall, allowing air to directly enter the chest cavity, leading to pneumothorax.
Pneumothorax is a common trauma on the battlefield, both ancient and modern.
It's just that if you leave it to future generations, if you want to treat pneumothorax, it's still easy to save it if you send it to the hospital. But if you leave it in this medieval wilderness, even if it is encountered by Garris, it can only be said to be a disaster.
What's more, there were people watching eagerly not far away, just when Garris had just finished his diagnosis and determined that the wounded man had a pneumothorax caused by blunt trauma to the chest.
The knight over there came on horseback.
After these people judged that Garris and Simon were not Muslim Arabs, they shouted loudly: "On the order of Lord Leonard, we are here to hunt down the escaped slaves!"
"There are no runaway slaves here."
Garris raised his head and replied while comforting the wounded.
"Are you disobeying Lord Leonard's will?"
When Garris heard the knight on the horse mention Leonard, he suddenly thought of a dialogue in the movie "Kingdom of Heaven".
Leonard: I rob? Who said that!
Tiberias: The witness, all the people in Jerusalem, God, and me.
Leonard: The so-called witness is a lying Saracen?
Tiberias: Leonard, there comes a time when you can no longer rely on your strength.
Leonard: Really? Which day. When will all living beings be equal and the Kingdom of Heaven will come?
Tiberias: These knights went to plunder under your command, and they were put to death.
Leonard: If you have any evidence, come to me at Karak at any time.
Look, isn't this a coincidence? Garris really came to Karak to find Leonard.
And there were actually knights who came to plunder on his orders.
Would Leonard mind leaving evidence? Won't.
That guy never cared about his notoriety in the world, and no matter how much evidence the kingdom got, how could he be punished for such a trivial matter?
Justice and law are nothing but empty words in this era. Equality for all beings and the coming of the Kingdom of Heaven are scenes that do not even exist in dreams.
And he, Garris, wants to take everyone to dream together. I don’t know whether it will come true or not, but at least he must dare to think about it.
"Simon, bring out the flag!" Garris ordered Simon on the side. Saving people was like putting out a fire without delay. He, Garris, was in no mood to talk nonsense with those knights.
He did not care about the grievances between these Arabs and Knight Leonard.
But in front of him, no innocent person should die without treatment!
He, Gareth, is such a paranoid guy.
With the confused expressions of the Arabs on the side, Simon took out the royal flag from the carriage.
The flag with a gold cross on a white background fluttered in the wind, shocking the five knights.
Why did someone suddenly raise the royal flag out of nowhere!
Then, one of the five knights cried out: "Gellis! How come you are still alive!"
Garris had been stationed at Karak Castle before, so he was naturally familiar with these knights.
But even when he heard someone calling his name, Garris still didn't pay attention to him.
Instead, they examine other parts of the injured person to understand the overall condition of the injured person and prepare for surgery.
He comforted in a low voice: "It's okay, the world has no way of knowing the fate set by Allah, but you have to know that when I am willing to save you, even the devil will retreat."
Gareth showed an unparalleled confidence that cheered up the wounded.
"Garys! So what if you are alive? These people are Lord Leonard's slaves, let them go quickly! And, about you these days..."
The knight over there is chattering.
When he raised his head and saw them heading towards him, Garris knew that if he didn't deal with those people first, he might not be able to live in peace even if he didn't save others. "Don't be afraid. The kingdom has already made it clear that all pilgrims will be treated equally. I will come as soon as I go."
When Gairis said this, the Arabs on the side had difficulty understanding the current situation.
In their opinion, if Gareth could fly the royal flag, he might be someone with high authority in the Kingdom of Jerusalem. If Garris was willing to come forward to protect them, they would be able to survive this disaster safely.
Just when the Arabs made the guess that Gehrys was going to have a nice conversation with the knights.
He saw Garris coming among the knights. He raised his head and looked at the guy who was chattering and talking about Leonard.
Just when everyone thought Garris was about to say something, a long sword appeared in his hand.
Immediately afterwards, there was a flash of sword light, and the horse's head fell to the ground from the crotch of the nagging man before, and blood surged like a fountain.
The knight was also stunned, fell from the saddle, and was crushed between his legs by the corpse of his own horse.
No, doesn't Garris have a sword in his hand?
No, just using a long sword to chop off the head of a war horse?
"Ah? Where's my sword!" Another knight on the side suddenly realized that the sword on his waist was gone.
The atmosphere was a little strange, and it was difficult for everyone to understand what had happened before.
Then Garris took the sword in his hand and pointed at the knight on the ground: "I don't want to talk nonsense with you. Regarding Leonard, I will go find him."
Then Garris turned around and faced the other knights.
At this time, the other knights had also reacted. Except for one whose sword was borrowed by Garris, the other three all drew out their swords and pointed at Garris.
Immediately afterwards, Garris's body suddenly froze. He flashed through the crowd and saw a series of bizarre physical techniques!
Garris actually jumped up out of thin air, first kicked out a sweeping kick in the air at an incredible angle, and then followed it up with two high kicks that went against common sense.
The four knights fell off their horses at the same time and fell upside down
Only then did they realize with horrified faces that if Garris wanted to kill someone before, they would have been unable to resist him!
"For the sake of past friendship, I won't kill you today. But don't leave in a hurry. I remember you mentioned that Leonard was nearby. When I take care of the wounded here, you can take me there. Meet him.”
As he spoke, Garris stepped on a long sword on the ground, causing it to jump up. He kicked it away again, and heard a loud noise. The long sword shot straight into the distance, and with a click, it was inserted into the river. in a rock nearby.
The meaning of Garris's actions is very clear: If you dare to run away, he can kick you to death from twenty to thirty meters away even if he is standing there.
Those knights were all dumbfounded and speechless. How could it be that after not seeing each other for a few months, he, Garris, no longer behaved like a human being?
Even the legendary saint couldn't do such a thing!
"Uh..." The frightened people stood up in embarrassment, and then were pulled aside by Simon and watched over them.
Garris was also free and able to turn around and continue his surgery.
When the Arabs saw this performance by Gehrys, they all looked horrified and their jaws dropped.
Killing a horse with one sword or driving a sword into a stone?
"Are all Franks monsters?" someone whispered.
No wonder the Muslims have been unable to defeat the Crusaders for so many years, and they have been unable to drive away the Kingdom of Jerusalem after decades of fighting.
No wonder Sultan Saladin, with his 30,000 troops, was stabbed through by dozens of cricket knights.
If all those dozens of knights had the physical qualities of the Frankish nobleman in front of them, no one would be afraid of them.
These Muslim pilgrims originally thought that Sultan Saladin did not have enough martial virtue and was too useless. Now they feel that Sultan Saladin still had the courage to fight when facing the terrible Franks. This is really great. !
Garris ignored the frightened Muslims and returned to the carriage.
He spread out a blanket and let the injured man lie down on the spot.
If you want to treat pneumothorax, in theory, it is not complicated. Simply put, you use a needle to make an opening in the chest and squeeze the chest to remove excess air.
Afterwards, the fractured ribs must be put back into place and fixed and bandaged.
In the whole process, the biggest problem is not theory or even practice, but luck...
After all, there were no X-rays in the 12th century, so there was no way to know the specific circumstances of the fragmentation.
It would be okay if the injury was minor, but if it was not a pneumothorax but a hemothorax, it would be really difficult to treat. Secondly, because of the lack of antibiotics in this era, it is not difficult to open a hole in someone's chest, but wound infection is another matter...
However, no matter what, Gallis still completed a simple surgical exhaust under these simple conditions.
When everything was completed, some sweat broke out on Garris's forehead. He had no way of knowing whether the wounded man in front of him could survive the postoperative recovery. He could only console himself by saying that he had done everything he could.
"There is no god but Allah. I swear in the name of Allah that I have tried my best to save him, and you will certainly be protected by the royal authority of Jerusalem."
Garris pointed to the flag fluttering in the wind, with five golden crosses shining brightly.
Because of the treatment given to the injured on the ground, Garris's words were particularly convincing.
Immediately afterwards, Garris turned his head and looked at the guys who were under Simon's care: "Now, it's time for you to take me to find Leonard."
(End of chapter)