Krafft's Notes on Anomalies

"By the way, I think I saw you guys just now." Kraft's memory started to work, and the details that had just been stored in the library were unearthed from the background. "Did the pain start after you fell forward? It was your shoulder, right?"

Although they just happened to pass by them, the extremely complete process has been engraved in my mind unconsciously. The water droplets spilled from the fish's tail, raising the sleeves to cover and avoid, colliding, losing balance, and then falling forward. Reflexively, he stretched out his hands as a buffer. First, his palms hit the ground, and then his entire forearm hit the ground, letting out a cry of pain.

On the sleeve of his supported arm, there were still traces left by the friction on the ground just now. There were also a few scratches on his hand, which he didn't bother to deal with for the time being. He holds his elbows, actually controlling the movement of his shoulders.

Yes, it totally matches, it’s him.

Seeing that they still looked a little worried, Kraft added: "Try this action, put your elbow and fist to your chest at the same time." He demonstrated, flexed his left arm, and easily moved his fist and elbow They are all close to the chest, "If my guess is correct, you can't do this action now no matter what. One of your hands and elbows must be out of reach."

The student sitting on the ground endured the pain and tried reluctantly. It was true as he said, only one of his elbows and fists could touch his chest at the same time.

My law school companion and three medical students also curiously tried it on themselves. There was no doubt that their elbows and fists were able to touch their chests at the same time. The success of the small experiment allowed them to recognize Kraft's professionalism, and his aristocratic status effectively increased his credibility.

It's a good thing they don't know much about the actual knowledge level of the military aristocrats who came up from the bottom, Craft thought. My family knew about their own affairs, and my grandfather's knowledge of medical treatment was limited to washing the wound with water and trying to find someone who could pray. Even this is already a quite advanced concept, at least one version ahead of those who put ashes on wounds. "My family knows a lot about trauma" is the kind of nonsense you can make up on your own.

Hmm... It's probably not a complete lie. After the new two-in-one version of Kraft appeared, this family has more than one person with a normal understanding of medicine. It doesn't seem right to say that. As far as the current social environment here is concerned, Kraft's medical knowledge is a little bit above the "normal" level, so that most of it may be useless.

However, the current situation does not need to be classified as useless "mostly".

After straightening out the process, the whole logic became clear: A student who didn't usually do much exercise fell and landed on his forearm. After that, he was holding an arm. His shoulder hurt, and his elbow and fist couldn't touch his chest at the same time.

Give me points, give me points! It's already fed into the mouth, and it's the kind of thing that you can smile with the teacher when you see it during the exam.

If you are a medical student who has really prepared carefully before the exam, of course, he is not referring to the three men in black robes standing next to him now. He is the kind of person Kraft knew from the Visitor from Another World part who likes to stay up late and lose his hair. That kind of thing. Then you should find a rather chronological word in a book that is too thick-Hippocrates method.

At first glance, it looks like a word that is no different from other words, but after reading it out, you will find that this guy is really familiar, and it looks like the name of a famous figure in history.

It was really him, Hippocrates, the Hippocrates of the Hippocratic Oath. Many people, including Kraft himself, did not expect that something invented by an ancient Greek could still appear in textbooks after thousands of years, and it is still a standard treatment method for shoulder joint dislocation.

"Shoulder dislocation. What I mean is that one end of your bone falls out of the shoulder where it's supposed to be. From personal experience, it's caused by the moment you fall to the ground." Kraft explained. It is a pity that there seems to be no Hippocrates in this world, which makes the underdeveloped medical level even worse.

After Kraft finished speaking, the medical students next to him did not say "Ah~" in sudden realization, nor did they nod to express "We have learned this." Instead, they showed an admiring look that made Kraft very uneasy. The enthusiastic brown-haired student was even more obvious. "You nobles are really well-educated" was almost written on his face. He seemed to want to ask for specific advice.

Isn't it? Without Hippocrates, wouldn't you have a Hippocrates to study this kind of thing?

Kraft was heartbroken. This is wrong. You must know that Wendeng Port is the only city in a large area. If the medical students of Wendeng Port College are of this level, then there is probably nothing to expect. If I have any minor problems in the future, there is a chance that appendicitis will send me away.

The law student sitting on the ground was a little frightened by what he said, and his expression was a little sad, and his nervousness suddenly increased: "Then can my hand be saved?"

"Of course, of course, your situation is not a big problem." Kraft recovered from his despair about the bleak future, "Can you still walk? I need a bed for you to lie down for treatment."

He stepped forward to help the patient on the ground and looked around. There was not even a public bench in the empty square. It didn't look like a good place to perform.

"Why don't you go to our medical school? We have more beds." A brown-haired medical student with average knowledge but a really nice person extended the invitation.

"Ah, would that be..."

"Don't worry about being too far away. Our carriage is nearby. After all, you have to go back to the academy to rest after your treatment, right?"

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"My name is Lucius, Lucius from Sharp. I have been here for four years." The enthusiastic young man with brown hair introduced himself from the carriage driver's seat. "I'm so lucky to meet you today, if you don't mind. , can we watch?”

Finally, a few people got on the carriage of the medical school, sat in the cargo space at the back and drove towards the medical school unsteadily. Out of their trust in Kraft, and the fact that the sword at Kraft's waist made people feel more secure, the two law school students did not refuse after thinking about it.

As Lucius said, they were indeed out to purchase experimental materials. There were some unknown bottles and cans at the feet of the passengers, and a heavy wooden box was placed under their buttocks. There were large items inside that swayed with the vibration of the car body. There were some dry plants that looked like hay and branches leaning against the box, and other bits and pieces were piled in the corners. You had to be careful not to step on them.

Kraft followed on horseback beside the carriage and did not refuse Lucius's request: "That requires the consent of the patient. Speaking of which, why do you have so many beds in your medical school? Do you receive patients in the school?" I didn't expect this era. There is already a connection between the college and the hospital, and there may be clinical teaching. It seems that the concept is quite advanced. "

"..."

Lucius fell into a strange silence and did not answer the question.

But the law students in the back overheard their conversation. He borrowed the carriage of the medical school and had to borrow their bed later, which made him feel that his words and deeds just now were actually a bit inappropriate. He had bad suspicions about his classmates just based on some gossip. It was really not in line with the spirit of law. .

Therefore, out of guilt and self-blame, he agreed to Lucius's request: "It doesn't matter. Thanks to your help today, I'm just watching the treatment. How could I refuse?"

In this way, in a harmonious atmosphere, Lucius led Kraft through the college gate unobstructed, and after turning a few corners, they arrived at the medical school site, which Kraft had never been to before. There were no guards on the way to question Kraft, an outsider who didn't wear college clothes. Lucius came all the way.

When he entered the room and lay down on the stone bed, the law student with a dislocated shoulder felt something was wrong.

It is said to be a stone bed. The square appearance is more suitable to be called a stone platform. It is difficult not to make people wonder what its purpose is.

Although Lucius thoughtfully added a layer of cushions, the room is a bit too big. Why are there steps and chairs around it? ?

Kraft was silent now. He had seen such an ancient medical school classroom in some popular science videos. He couldn't say what kind of classroom it was, and it was probably hard to say who was usually lying on the bed.

Considering the patient's mood, he didn't want to explain. He just asked the patient to lie down and take off his shirt. After taking off the clothes, you can clearly see the bulge of the acromion on the affected side, showing a shape that is obviously different from the normal rounded shoulder and feels a bit square, which completely confirms the judgment.

After confirming that there was no abnormal movement or pain in his left arm, he bent his elbow 90 degrees to check that the position of the bony landmarks was normal, ruling out possible fractures and elbow dislocations.

"Next, I'm going to push your bones back to their original position. Relax a little, don't use force." Kraft took off a boot, stepped on the dislocated shoulder joint with his foot, grabbed his left arm, and swung The classic reset posture with a history of thousands of years, "Someone, help hold him down and don't let him move."

Good guy, as soon as I finished speaking, five or six people in black robes stood up from the chairs in the back and pressed their hands, feet and body firmly. Craft didn't even notice when they came in.

He began to pull his arm evenly, pushing the head of the humerus outward with his foot, and at the same time began to rotate his arm. With a signature sound, the humeral head returns to its original position, and the entire shoulder's shape returns to normal.

"Okay, let him go and give me another triangular piece of fabric, as big as the chest." Kraft stretched out his hand to stop the patient's free shoulder, and put his hand on his chest, "Twenty You will have to hang your hand on your chest for a few days."

Fortunately, this was a medical school, and Kraft quickly got a piece of freshly cut triangular linen. He fixed the affected limb to his chest, and told him not to move it for twenty days, and then let go of the law student who had become a teaching sample.

Just for a moment, two more rows of black-robed people appeared in the classroom. If they didn't run away, they would not be sure whether they could return to law school.