Chapter 24 Chapter 23 (2)

The crowd said more than 1,200 yuan. Say you do the math, one inch and two hundred. Turned Sima Lan from someone else's iron stretcher onto his own stretcher, he was still lying on his stomach looking at the ground, and the skinny nurse came and handed over a stack of ten yuan bills half an inch thick, saying that the total was 1,200 Sixty yuan, you click on it, and put your fingerprint on the receipt.Sima Lan took the money, counted it, and sure enough, it was one hundred and twenty-six bills. Then she pressed ink on her right finger, and pressed on the written receipt.The nurse pointed to his name and said to press here, and he pressed the point again.The nurse said that it was settled, so let's go.Sima Lan said thank you, doctor, I kept you busy for a long time, and forgot to ask your last name.The nurse said that my surname is Liu and my name is Liu Shangxian.Sima Lan said that if I sell the skin in the future, I will still find you, okay?Nurse Liu said that the skin selling hospital is what you want, and you can go to anyone.

That's it. Sima Lan was on a stretcher, covered with a quilt, walked out of the hospital gate, and told Sima Lu, "You can take two hundred yuan and go to Blacksmith Li's shop to buy five steel drills, fifteen shovels, and two eight-pound hammers." .Said Sima Hu, you take eighty yuan, go to the grocery store, and buy as much coarse hemp rope as you can.He also said that Du Gougou and an elder, you take five hundred to buy explosives and detonators from the explosives depot, and then pay back the last debt.In this way, the 1,200 yuan was divided into 370 yuan, and Sima Lan pressed the remaining money against his chest, saying that everyone should leave quickly, and gather at the intersection of Xiguan before sunset.But just when we were about to break up, we heard the sound of car horns, shining brightly in the western sun, like a mountain torrent in autumn and summer.Looking up, there was a large truck rushing over in a hurry, and a group of people like a cavalry followed behind the car.The stalls that blocked the way on the road gave way slowly, and the young man standing on the pedal of the truck yelled, saying that you fucking move away quickly, your life is at stake, and you will be responsible for delaying!The fruit stand hurriedly moved away, and the apples, pears, and bananas that Jiudu bought fell to the ground.The car ran over the apples and pears, and the sweet juice flew all over the sky.Seeing this scene, the people of Sanxing Village lifted Sima Lan aside, and everyone stayed under the hospital wall, watching the car rushing towards the hospital, leaving behind a world of whining and screaming.The sun was already rosy, and it was so westward that it seemed to be going down soon.The wailing sound and the chaotic screams from behind the car made the front of the teaching fire academy stunned all over the place for a while. No one knew what happened. When turning over a gatepost and turning into the teaching and fire academy, a group of people emerged from the falling dust of cars, all carrying door panels, ladders, frame panels and stretchers that were tied more simply than the villagers of the three surnames.On every door panel, ladder, car deck, and stretcher lay a burnt patient, with all his clothes in tatters, his face, hands, legs, arms, and waist, where the scorched flesh was horribly black. It was naked, and what dripped along the way was not blood, but the juice of black water, dripping wetly on the road.The air was filled with the smell of scorched carbon-colored blood.The groans of those burnt men and women filled the ground like dark clouds descending, and their cries were desolate and overwhelming.The stretcher-bearers and the onlookers crowded the people from Sansurname Village to the side of the road.Everyone protected Sima Lan, for fear that his footsteps would step on him, and then they pulled their necks one by one and looked into the crowd.Suddenly, Sima Lan let out a long "Ouch." The villagers turned their heads and saw Sima Lan on the stretcher, his face was as pale as paper, and beads of sweat dripped down on the stretcher.He kept picking up the corner of the quilt to wipe the sweat, but when the corner was wiped, the sweat came out again with a bang.The quilt and quilt in front of my hand were already wet and dark, and the pain had come as expected just like the sunset.Looking at the other side of the stretcher, they all saw the quilt on his left leg trembling and panicking, so they all said that the pain was severe, right?Sprinkle the painkiller you brought?

Sima Lan wiped his sweat with his hands, and asked, "People in the past were all burned, right?" "They say a department store is on fire." Sima Lan propped herself up and sat up, looked at the gradually thinning crowd on the road, and then turned her gaze to the gate of the Jiaohuo Academy.There was a large area of ​​stretchers, and the pile of cries was higher than the house, and the waves of burnt blood made the luster of the setting sun muddy and viscous.The medical staff in white coats shuttled back and forth among the piles of stretchers, kept removing the clothes on the wounds of the patients, took a look and said, this one, carry it inside.The stretcher bearer hurriedly moved inside.If the doctor looked at the burns of a patient and left without saying a word, the patient would stare at the doctor and cry, saying that it hurts me to death, it hurts to death, and if I don’t care about me, I will really hurt to death.At that moment, the doctor turned his head and said with a cold look, if you can scream so loudly, it is a minor injury. Thirteen of them were so burned that they couldn’t breathe, and I don’t know how many of them can be saved.The screaming patient shrank, as if the scream had been chopped off with a knife.

Sima Lan stared at the front of the hospital, where the scene was like painkillers seeping through.Gradually, the painful beads of sweat fell off his face, and a layer of oil shone on his face. He said: "Lingyin Canal no longer has to worry about running out of money." The villagers all turned their eyes. "Go to someone," he said. "Ask if you accept human skin?" Sima Lu was stunned for a moment, "Fourth Brother, it's still for sale." Sima Lan said: "Sell it. All the men in the village sell it. If a man sells one piece of his leg, he will have all the cement needed for the Lingyin Canal. If he sells two pieces of his leg, the Lingyin Canal's expenses will be all. Enough is enough, the water will be diverted to the village.” He said: “Go, why are you standing still, go and ask if it’s okay for the whole village to sell skins, this is God’s opportunity to provide us with water immediately. "At the end, he cast his eyes on those burn patients again, and the bright red excitement fell down from his face brilliantly, dyeing the sunset red.

It was Sima Hu who went to the hospital to ask.Sima Hu is like Sima Lan's legs being commanded by him.Walked towards the hospital in a blink of an eye, and ran back from the hospital in a blink of an eye.After running back, he was out of breath, and said that the fourth brother——the fourth brother—the hospital said that they needed skins, as many as they wanted, and they had to be brought here before noon tomorrow at the latest. He said that many burns would be difficult to treat by noon tomorrow. If the skin is patched again, the patient will suffer another pain. I am afraid that the patient will not want to patch it again.Sima Lan tossed off the quilt from his thighs, stood up proudly leaning on the wall, glanced at the villagers, asked who would call the men to the construction site, and said that my village chief said that even men would be educated. The Huoyuan sells skins.All men over the age of sixteen have to come.Which of you ran back overnight?

No one answered. Sima Lan looked at Sima Hu and Sima Lu: "Are you two going back?" Sima Hu said, "It's more than a hundred miles back and forth." Sima Lan said: "Whoever goes back to call someone will not sell his skin, and keep his two good legs." Sima Lu stood up: "Fourth brother... I'll go back." Sima Hu said, "Damn it, Fifth Brother." Sima Lu went on the road.The setting sun cast light on his back, and he melted into the setting sun after a while. Four This night, Sima Lan and the others spent in the hospital.Because a large number of skins were to be sold to these burn patients, the doctors allowed them to spend an autumn night in the corridor of the ward.In the corridor in the first half of the night, the groans of the burn patients were falling around like fallen leaves. Their relatives were walking around in the middle of the ward, cursing the fire in the department store, and discussing whether the accident was caused by electric wires or cigarette butts.In the middle of the night, the patients were all put to sleep by the painkillers, and relatives gathered around the bed to quiet down.The villagers of the three surnames also huddled against the wall, huddled together as if sleeping but not sleeping.Sima Lan's legs were soaked with the hemostatic medicine that he brought, and he fell asleep under the quilt for a while. When it was about to dawn, he wanted to turn over. Time passed by like a hazy walk in his eyes.

Its daybreak. The sky is bright, and in mid-autumn, it is as blue as a sea of ​​water that has been in the ocean for thousands of years.The sun coming out from the alley of a village in the east of the city, in this blue, the light is also faintly blue.Sima Hu and the others were still asleep, when they suddenly heard familiar voices. When they went out, Sima Lu had already led the men and women from the village. Rubbing my tired feet and knees.A daughter-in-law took off her shoes, looked at the worn out soles in the sunlight, cursed, threw the pair of shoes away, took a new pair out of her bag, and put them on her feet.Sima Lan supported the door frame and said, "It's so fast, why are all the women and children here?"Sima Lu came over and said who would take care of the skins after they were all sold, it's better for each family to take care of each family.Sima Lan glanced at the crowd, but he didn't see Lan Shishi, so he put his face on the deer, as if the deer had missed one thing for him.But Sima Lu looked at Sima Lan, but said that his sister-in-law Zhucui was coming, and Manli didn't want to see her, so I didn't let her come.Sima Lan didn't say anything, took out the money for selling the skins from under the quilt of the stretcher, and led the villagers to the four restaurants in front of the Jiaohuo Academy with a limp leg, divided them into four groups, and stipulated that each person should eat two Fried dough sticks or a steamed bun, each person can drink a bowl of millet porridge.

The villagers said, "Is this enough?" Sima Lan said: "How much does it cost a village to let go of their stomachs?" The villagers said: "This is for selling skins. Whoever cuts an extra piece of his leg will be enough." Sima Lan thought for a while, and said that everyone can eat whatever they want, fried dough sticks, steamed stuffed buns, and white steamed buns.As soon as the four restaurants were booming, they encountered a good business, and their enthusiasm was beyond words.After breakfast, I saw the doctor of the Jiaohuo Academy go to work.Because all the wards are full of patients with extra beds, it goes without saying that the doctors are busy on this day with skin cutting, skin grafting, lifting in, lifting out, injections and infusions.Sima Lan was called to the second floor of the church by the director of the Academy of Fire and Fire and asked a few words.How many people came?He said as much as he wanted.The dean said there are 100?He said that it is not enough, do you cut a few more pieces from each leg?The dean said that only one piece can be cut from a person's leg, and if you sold more yesterday, it would be against the hospital's regulations.Sima Lan said that men were not enough wives, and all the wives in the village came, and the big ones cut off the men's legs, and the small ones cut off the women's legs, and it was fine to keep the children.

After the sun went from the second floor of the church to the root of the wall on the first floor of the church, the skinning and selling began like a wheel war. Villagers with three surnames were gathered in the open space north of the Jiaohuoyuan. The men sat together, and the women and children sat together.It is more than 20 meters away from the skin cutting room, and you can see the skinny nurse standing at the door of the skin cutting room. As soon as he beckons, Sima Lan sends someone over there.Sima Hu was the first to enter.When Sima Hu left the crowd, he smiled at the villagers and said, "You think you will suffer first, the first to cut, the doctor is careful, not even a trace of meat will be brought to the knife.Then I walked towards the leather cutting house, and the villagers sat on the ground in the sunlight, staring at the door of the skin cutting house.A daughter-in-law said, the village head should go buy some melon seeds, he will come to the city and let the children eat something.Sima Lan was very generous, and asked a villager to go to the door to buy ten catties of sunflower seeds, half a catty per bag, just like throwing seedlings in a place where there is rice, throwing bags to the villagers one by one.Immediately, a courtyard was filled with the sound of cracking melon seeds which was covered with dust.The women kowtowed by themselves, then spit out Ren'er in the palm of their hands, and poured it into the baby's mouth with one hand.The Jiaohuo Academy was filled with the smell of sunflower seeds, and the skins of the melon seeds on the ground were drenched like a shower.The men were smoking, and the smoke they exhaled was golden in the sun.They waited in silence at first, then talked and laughed.Men say that women in the city still wear skirts in autumn and hold hands with men on the street, saying that these years have really turned upside down.The women said that before, a needle cost one cent and a button cost two cents, but now a needle costs five cents and a buckle costs twenty cents.At that moment, the skinny nurse let out a hey and called——the next one.Sima Lan sent the dog in.Sima Hu came out from the leather cutting room, holding a wad of money in one hand, and rolled up a pair of trouser legs with the other hand, revealing a large section of clean gauze thigh, his face was flushed with joy, and he was limped by A villager walked over with his arm.At this moment, the villagers all stuck the melon seeds to their mouths, held the cigarettes in their hands, and turned up their pale faces.

"Does it hurt?" "Take an injection." "How much?" "Three inches square, six hundred yuan, can I give it to you, fourth brother?" "Six hundred, you take it and pay it back to the village. What if I lose it?" Sima Lan wrote down a sum of money on the palm of his hand with a pen, and the sun passed over their heads.Time clinks like water.The thin doctor called again, the next one—Sima Lan pointed at Lan Liugen and said you.Lan Liugen went in, and Du Gougou came out, holding a wad of new money in one hand, and holding a trouser leg with the other hand, revealing a section of white gauze thigh, limping over, with a curtain-like face Hung bright joy.

Ask: "Does it hurt?" Answer: "Take an injection." Ask: "How much?" Answer: "Two and a half inches, five hundred. Leave it to you, village chief?" Said: "Take the insurance separately, and hand it in together when you return to the village." Sima Lan wrote down another amount of money on the palm of his hand, and the sun slid past their heads again, and time made a soft sound like a white silk being pulled away.The thin nurse called again, the next one—Sima Lan pointed at Lan Yanggen again, and said, Yanggen, it's your turn.Lan Yanggen got up and went in.Lan Liugen came out, holding a wad of money in one hand, and rolling up his trouser legs with the other, revealing a section of whiteness on his legs, limping over, with a slight smile on his face.At this moment, some of the villagers were dozing off with cigarette butts still in their hands, and some were feeding their babies and dozed off. I don't know who opened their eyes. Ask: "Does it hurt?" Answer: "Take an injection." Ask "How much?" Answer: "Many miles, three inches one, six hundred and twenty yuan." Sima Lan said: "You put it away first, take the safety separately, and pay it together when you return to the village." Sima Lan wrote down a number on the palm of his hand again, and the sun rolled over his head again, there was the sound of wheels rolling on the gravel road, and even people's teeth creaked.The thin nurse called over there, the next one—Sima Lan woke up Du Zhu, it's your turn.Du Zhu went in, and Lan Yanggen came out, pinching a roll of new money with one hand, and rolling a leg with the other, revealing a section of cloud-like gauze leg, limping over, with a flat face, to the villagers I saw that the whole village fell to the ground and slept by the sun, and no one woke up. Only Sima Lan sat in the crowd, asking how much it was, and the answer was not much, three hundred and eighty, and Sima Lan was in the palm of his hand. After writing it down, he found an empty space, pulled a roll of luggage, and fell asleep with his head tilted on the pillow. His snort was thick and heavy, like a section of elm beams swinging in and out.The sunlight is absolutely perfect, and there is not a trace of dust in the sky.The tranquility of Jiaohuoyuan is like the wilderness on the mountains, only the snoring of the villagers with three surnames who ran all night, like the sound of cows from the wilderness, wafting yellow and refreshingly under the sky.Sima Lan glanced at the villagers. The men were lying down in a mess, with a cloth shoe or a roll of luggage under their heads. The skinned thigh was shining in the sun. For fear of touching the wound, the trousers were still in place. Rolling, revealing slices of white, like the snow that has not yet melted on the shady slopes in late winter and early spring.The women hugged the baby and slept leaning on each other, with their skirts still open, their nipples held in the baby's mouth like date pits, revealing a breast that was as white and soft as a cloud. There was a light yellow potion smell in the air.In the ward, burn patients were carried in and out one by one from the skin grafting room and the skin cutting room.Every time he lifted one, Sima Lan looked at the rows of numbers in his palm, thinking that this person had blue leopard skin, seven hundred yuan, serious injury, three and a half inches; It was the skin of my cousin Sima Yu, three hundred and fifty yuan, slightly injured, only a little over an inch and a half.Another person was brought out, one thousand yuan, a five-inch square of skin, such a big piece, like half a piece of steamed bun cloth, where did it go?Every time a person was carried in and out of the corridor, the sound of footsteps was urgent and chaotic, like heavy hammers beating drums.Then I turned my head to look at the people in the village, who were all sleeping soundly and crookedly. Those who went to cut the skin just shook it and said it was your turn, and then got up silently. As soon as he fell to the ground, he was dozed off.The sun was already at its peak, and the golden color contained purple red, so hot that one's body was itchy and comfortable like ants crawling.Sima Lan felt a cool flow from the cut skin on her left leg. She lifted up her trousers and saw blood seeping from the gauze. She took out the painkiller potion boiled from Chinese herbal medicine, and saw that there was only blood on the bottom of the lid. He looked at the skinned thigh under the sun, hesitated for a while, opened a small opening in the gauze wrapped around the thigh, poured the medicine, and threw the bottle far away.The silence of the Jiaohuoyuan was deep and far-reaching, and the sound of the medicine bottle exploding was crisp and intense in mid-air.At this time, a person woke up, holding his white leg with his hands, and his face showed a ferocious expression, as if he had been burned by fire. Sima Lan said, "It's starting to hurt?" The man said, "Is there any painkiller?" Sima Lan said, "Throw away the bottles, bear with the pain." The man bit his lip, tilted his body, and when he was about to sleep again, he groaned.His calls are well-proportioned and subtle, like a silk thread.Sima Lan said what is your name?The skins have not been sold out yet, and if you scream, who will sell the skins?The man stopped screaming, his lips were stretched into a straight line, his eyes were wide and round, and he swallowed the pain in his legs vividly.Then at this moment, the skinny nurse at the door of the skin-cutting room came out of the corridor and began to stretch under the sky, with her arms raised in the air, as if she wanted to embrace the sun.Sima Lan looked at him and asked, another one?The thin nurse said she didn't want any more.Sima Lan pulled his voice as long as a river, and asked if he should rest for a while before going? Thin nurse holds hands over mouth, ──None. Sima Lan turned around and counted the number of people, ──There are five more that have not been sold yet. The thin nurse said, "Let's wait for later." Sima Lan called: "You have so many burn patients." The skinny nurse thought he was wordy, so she ignored him and started doing radio gymnastics in the sun.Sima Lan got up from the ground and walked towards the skinny nurse. She said there were five men who had walked in the village all night and hadn't had a bit of skin cut off, so they had to sell them for a piece and a half.The nurse said that the green hills are still there, so are you afraid that there will be no firewood?It is said that the remaining patients who do not have skin grafts are farmers in the countryside. They do not do business and have no place to report medical expenses. No matter how severe the fever is, they are unwilling to have skin grafts. What can you do? A doctor asked, "Are you willing to cut money if you don't want it?" Sima Lan said, "What you sell is human skin, not pig skin, sheep skin, or bark." The doctor laughed. Then he said goodbye to the nurse, thanked him, and walked back from there with the help of the last man who walked out of the leather shed.When the man arrived in front of the villagers, he accidentally stepped on a brick with his foot, his injured leg shook, and he let out a scream from the pain.With this exclamation, many people who were asleep woke up. Seeing him holding his legs, grinning and humming, the pain blew away like the wind.Therefore, those who woke up also carefully supported their legs, feeling the bloody pain from the deep bone marrow of the thigh soaked coldly to the cortex, and then bounced from the cortex back to the deep bone marrow.Going back and forth like this, every man's injured leg trembled, and half-blue, half-purple cries covered the sky like sleet.Immediately, those villagers with three surnames fell asleep.They all opened their eyes, and dozens of men supported their injured legs with both hands, feeling the blood pain from the incision site rushing to their bodies.So, with the cry of one person, the cries of all the men exploded in a muddy way, oh my mother--the screams that hurt me to death hit the teaching institute like hailstones.A courtyard filled with ugly cries.Women are busy helping their men.The children looked at the purple-spotted cries coming out of their father's mouth, their eyes were stunned and their pupils enlarged a lot.His eyes were blood red, and the air was blasted into vortex-like air currents by the cries.For a while, the autumn warmth disappeared, and the climate became cold.Everyone asked if Sima Lan had any painkillers?Sima Lan immediately cried in the midst of crying, saying that there is no more medicine, and they are all old men, so they can't bear it.When he said this, he saw a girl surnamed Lan named Lan Ju supporting the sixth younger brother Sima Hu, just like a younger sister supporting a brother.He was a little moved, and the warmth in his heart dissipated, thinking that it would be good for Lan Ju to marry the sixth brother.Sima Hu didn't cry out, the sweat from the pain on his face was like blood in the sun, and fell down with a bang, bang, bang, and hit the luggage on the ground, shaking tremblingly as if the luggage was trembling.The panicked eyes of the women could be heard moving between the cries of the men.Like a stream of warm water coming out of the kitchen door.Outside Jiaohuo Academy, a layer of thin white clouds in the sky suddenly rolled into black, slowly moving towards this side.Sima Lan was a little flustered, and her hands were drenched with sweat, as if they had been boiled.The doctors all ran out of the ward.The dean stood on the second floor of the church building and looked towards this side, calling out what to cry, what to cry, what to cry!If it doesn't hurt, can I give you two hundred yuan for such a small piece?The dean said that this is a hospital. Can the hospital be so chaotic?Du Gougou rolled from side to side of the surrounded crowd with his legs on his back, calling out, it hurts me to death, I was only seventeen years old and let me sell skins, but you twenty-seven and thirty-seven Not sold yet.Why doesn't Sima Lu sell leather?Just because he is the younger brother of the village chief.When it rolled to Sima Lan's feet, Sima Lan kicked him in the stomach, saying that Shi Qi is still small, you only sold it for an inch and a half, and your father sold it with my father when he was seventeen. No calls. Seventeen-year-old Du Gougou suddenly stopped crying, sat on the ground and stared at Sima Lan, saying that I couldn't spend a penny of 300 yuan for an inch and a half, but my father sold Qiinch to build two tile houses for our family. Sima Lan shouted: "What do you want money for?" The dog said: "I'm seventeen years old, it's time for me to marry a wife and start a family." Sima Lan was stunned and remained silent. The cries of pain collided in the air in various colors.Most of the women in the village hugged their men’s injured legs like a baby, and said with tears, bear with it, you are an adult and not a child, and the men yelled, saying I’m fucking your mother Can I bear it? Can I bear it? A large piece of skin was cut off from the leg, can I bear it?Ignoring the money for selling the skins, some threw the money on the ground, stared at the doctor next to them and said, give me less anesthesia, why does it hurt so badly in a blink of an eye?The doctor yelled at more than a dozen men, telling them not to move or cry, the more they moved, the more painful they became.But no one in the village listened to what the doctor said, they still lay on the ground, rolled on the ground, crying and screaming all over the courtyard.The whole world is filled with the crying and crying of the villagers of the three surnames. Sima Lan stood in the middle of those crying. The thin nurse said, after crying and making noise, will you still sell the skins? Sima Lan picked up the rolls of money who had lost it from the ground, looked at his cousin who was crying, and said in the past that it really hurts or not?His cousin looked at him, would I cry if it didn't hurt?Sima Lan suddenly raised and lowered his hands, and slapped his cousin on the face with a purple red slap, saying that my leg was cut six inches square, and you are less than two inches, what do you call it?The cousin stared wide-eyed and stopped crying. Leng Ding'er covered his face in shock, glanced at Sima Lan, and listened to the aftertaste of the slap in the air from his face. He was stunned for a while, and stood like a good man. There was no movement. It turned out that this slap cut off all the crying like a knife. Immediately, it weakened until the silent crying froze in Jiaohuoyuan and became silent.All the people looked at Sima Lan in astonishment, and cut off their crying.