Chapter 30

Episode 30. Eat the green mold (1)

Phew~.

After hearing that most of the bandits who had made the surprise attack had died and only a few had escaped, the fireman was relieved of his tension.

‘I’m alive now!’

The fireman sat down on the spot.

My whole body was tingling with tension all night. My heart was not at all clear. It was fine until a little while ago, but when the tension was released, the sensation that killed a person last night came back.

The feeling of cutting flesh and cutting bones.

It was a different feeling from what I was doing to treat people. Maybe the memory of yesterday is imprinted in my head and follows me for the rest of my life.

It was such a terrible feeling.

Looking down, I saw the dead body of a soldier who had been stabbed yesterday. I didn’t do that when I saw the corpses of the bandits, but seeing the corpse of a soldier whose name I don’t know, I feel a bit sad.

“Yeah, I could have been like that. You did a good job. I did well.”

The painter put the knife back into the scabbard and came out.

My hands were tingling from how tightly I was holding the knife.

When I came out, the soldiers were busy moving around to clean up the surroundings. Still, as a doctor, the wounds of the soldiers caught my eye first.

The wounds were wrapped roughly with something like a cloth, but blood was dripping beyond what was stained red.

‘Come to think of it, my condition is also zero...’

The painter looked down at his thighs.

I don’t know when I was hurt, but my thighs were covered in blood.

Suddenly, I realized that the ears to be sterilized were not running out.

The bandits’ knives were not rusted, but they were already stained with the blood of others. If not disinfected quickly, there is a high possibility of bacterial infection.

“Here, you stubborn man.”

“Yes, Gongja.”

“Could I get some distilled liquor Baekju or Guiju?”

“Can you drink? You’ll find it if you look for it. However, it will be difficult to find gwiju or baekju. Are there any officers?”

“is that so? Then call the officer... no. I will go and ask.”

“I will guide you.”

When the soldier went ahead, the fireman followed.

After a while, the fireman could see the officers gathered to one side.

There were also military officers and legislators, and some soldiers ran around after receiving orders from the officers.

The soldier who guided the fireman looked at the atmosphere and hesitated, unable to even say that he needed alcohol.

“I’ll tell you, mister, just stay still.”

“Yes ah yes.”

The painter looked at the faces of the officers to find the highest-ranking Lieutenant.

Even though he didn’t like the way Lieutenant Cho treated him, he was the most senior here. When he gives the order, the seeking will be quicker.

Lieutenant Jo was being treated by Congressman Bong with his shoes off.

‘It worked out rather well.’

“What are you stabbed with?”

Hwabu first approached Congressman Bong and talked to him.

“uh! angry man. You were safe.”

“yes. But Captain Jo’s feet don’t look good, do they?”

“I was stabbed with iron.”

Inspector Jo frowned, then looked a bit surprised when he saw the fireman’s appearance.

“Are you iron? Was it ironed out and sprayed in the barracks?”

“I was not in the barracks, but I was chasing after the fleeing bandit boss and stepped on the iron. But were you also attacked by bandits?”

“yes.”

“I must have been lucky to see that it wasn’t a big wound.”

“What is it?”

The painter turned his head slightly and looked at Congressman Bong.

“But wouldn’t it be okay to finish the treatment by applying the golden spear medicine like this?”

In response to the painter’s question, Inspector Jo asked with a puzzled expression.

“why? Do you have any other prescriptions?”

The painter deliberately put on a serious expression.

“Okay. After Lieutenant Jo’s treatment is over, I will go to Confucius.”

“yes. then.”

The fireman slightly bowed his head to Lieutenant Jo and went to the place where the soldiers were gathering patients.

There were not many seriously ill patients, probably because they were prepared for a surprise attack.

‘Disinfection should be done after the distilled liquor is made, and I’ll have to stop the bleeding first.’

When the painter began to treat the patients, Lieutenant Jo was quite surprised to see him from a distance.

‘I thought he was imitating me, but he’s surprisingly good at it. Are you really good at it?’

Even though they are in decline, the nobility is the nobility.

It was not easy for the nobility to treat the bleeding soldiers so zealously.

* * *

When the distilled spirit came out, the painter first disinfected his own wounds. And I took a needle to sew up the torn thigh.

“Keugh!”

I prepared my mind and gritted my teeth in my own way, but the moment I pierced my flesh with a needle, it felt like my hair stood on end in excruciating pain. After all, the pain of having raw flesh sewn up without anesthesia was beyond imagination.

‘I’m really going to die.’

I wanted to pull out the needle right away, but I couldn’t.

‘Let’s sew it up as soon as possible, that’s the way to make it a little less painful.’

The painter gritted his teeth and sewed quickly.

Tears flowed naturally, but I moved my hands so quickly that I had no time to wipe them.

“Keuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu... It really hurts.”

I desperately missed the anesthetic liquid I had left in the slums to the point that it pierced my bones.

The fireman took a deep breath and looked at the wound.

It seems like it took a while, but I couldn’t even do half of it. The painter couldn’t insert the needle right away, so he first rolled up a piece of cloth and put it in his mouth.

‘Whoa~ Let’s sew it all at once.’

hooked

The moment the needle was re-inserted, severe pain came over her, but she clenched her teeth and sewed.

Took.

But when I sewed another halfway through, the needle broke.

‘Kuuuh! I heard it’s a needle made by a goddamn basin! Damn damn!’

The fireman internally cursed at the farmer and pulled out the needle stuck in his flesh. Then, after putting the silk thread through the new needle, he sewed again at high speed.

After a long time passed, the sewing was all finished. The fireman was sweaty all over, as if someone had sprinted hundreds of meters.

“Wow! Was it that fucking painful?”

When I wiped the sweat from my face, I felt like I was going to live a little.

The painter took a deep breath for a while to stabilize his body, then started treating the critically ill patients with distilled spirits.

“You need to sew your flesh, so put it in your mouth.”

When the painter held out the rolled rag, the patient gave a fearful expression.

He had just seen the fireman screaming and stitching himself up.

It gave me goosebumps just by looking at it, but now that I think I’m going to do it, I’m really afraid.

Of course, I couldn’t do it just because I didn’t want to.

“Please do a little bit.”

“I will sew it up for you as soon as possible.”

“yes.”

The soldier closed his eyes and bit a cloth, and the fireman disinfected the affected area, inserted acupuncture to slow the bleeding, and then raised the needle.

‘Is there any way to not even feel pain with acupuncture?’

As I unfolded the neural map in my head, it seemed that there might be a way.

However, the painter immediately shook his head.

I had to stick acupuncture into the central nerve, but it was so dangerous that I didn’t dare to try it.

‘Damn it, let’s not make people stupid for nothing.’

The fireman made up his mind and quickly stabbed the needle.

“Keuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu”

A moan escaped from the mouth of the soldier who was biting the cloth, but the more he did, the faster the fireman’s hands got faster.

“I will sew it up for you as soon as possible.”

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