(Dttr Jlktrical l^orfe m Cfnna By I)R. EM I LIE BRETT HA 11 Ell Hospital at Kityang MEDICAL WORK IN CHINA. By Dr. Emilie Bretthauer. [Note. — Dr. Bretthauer wrote the following sketch from her experience in the Han- yang Hospital, Central China, but the conditions which it describes are so charcteristic of China in general that it may well stand as an introduction to our medical work in China.] Perhaps we shall be asked at the start, “ Why do medical work in China at all?” In answer to such a question, we should reply that there are many reasons, but that, first of all, there is the Master’s own example. He preached; He healed. Some, like blind Bartimaeus, He healed after they had first believed; but there were others, like the impotent man at the pool of Bethesda, whom Jesus healed before they so much as knew the name of their benefactor. Some of those whom Jesus healed, like the nine lepers, never even came back to say “Thank you.” So it was not always with the idea of making converts that Jesus healed the sick, but out of His love for suffering humanity. His disciples Jesus sent to follow in His steps — “to preach the kingdom of God and to heal the sick.” Thus missions and medicine are vitally related in the plans and purposes of world evangelization. The knowledge of medicine gives the opportunity for presenting the gospel. It is not always easy to bring people under the influence of the gospel message, especially a people like the Chinese, who for ages long have thought that everything worth having was right in China. True, their religions do not satisfy them, but how is one to prove to them that there is anything better? Was there not a time when one of the Chinese Emperors whose soul was not satisfied with the Chinese religion (Confucianism and Taoism), and who had heard that India had perhaps a better religion, sent his emissaries to investigate? What did they bring back to China with them? Buddhism with its host of idols — and who can estimate the harm done China by Buddhism! Sometimes China is spoken of as a land of idol worship, but one must not forget that there were no idols in China until they were brought into the country. So if a new religion is to be introduced into China, proof must be given to the people that it is not going to do harm like Buddhism, but that it is going to do China good. It is just here that medical work is such a powerful breaker down of prejudice. For even though a father may mistrust the religion of the foreigner, he will bring his sick child to the foreign doctor. The husband will bring his sick wife, yes, even a thousand Chinese miles, in the hope that the doctor may heal her. Then, when they remain with us for a little while and learn to trust us, we can tell them about Jesus and they will listen willingly. One evening at the close of our prayer-meeting in the Hanyang chapel a man who had never been there before came over to me and said, “Doctor, I have come to investigate your religion. Nothing was farther from my mind when a short time ago I brought my sick wife to the hospital. You are all so kind to her there, even though she is an entire stranger to you. She tells me that in your prayers to the true God you mention her name and in many ways show your love for her.” When this man had learned more about Jesus, he accepted Him as his Saviour and together with his wife is journeying on to heaven. The great need of the suffering women and children is another thing which earnestly calls upon us to carry on medical work. In America there is much sickness; one has only to go to one of the large hospitals in any of our cities to realize that. Now, if this is so in our country, where so much is done to prevent and cure disease and alleviate suffering, can you imagine what the conditions must be in a country like China? Tn China we find all the diseases that there are in America, but in a much more aggravated form. Added to the list with which we are familiar there are also many diseases ordinarily not found in America, such as typhus-fever, dengue, kala-azar, beri-beri, leprosy, plague and cholera. Tumors of all kinds are plentiful. Accidents are of frequent occurrence. When we consider all the suffering brought on by these conditions we see that the need is simply appalling. A great deal of suffering is also brought on by the ignorance of the native doctors. While we admit that the Chinese have systems of medicine and surgery, one only needs to take one look at them to see that they are wholly inadequate. In the Chinese medical books we read that the body is composed of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth. These five elements must be in proper proportions. If anyone gets sick it is because one of the elements exists in too great proportions. How their doctors are going to find out which one is out of proportion one would very much like to know. Scientific medicine is not a thing that is native to China. We need not wonder if the native doctors are not able to cope with the situation, for their system of medicine is old. very old. In reading over the text-book of medicine which the more intelligent of the native doctors use, we find that the book was printed 900 years ago. It was revised 149 years ago. It contains many prescriptions just as they were used 3,000 years ago. In practice we find the native doctors using all sorts of nauseating things, bones of birds: bones, horns and teeth of animals ; skins of the elephant ; snakes, tortoises, scorpions, centipedes ; snails and other things too disgusting to mention, are all made into medicine. In Central China there are not many tigers, but one was killed not so very long ago and brought to Hankow. The owner of the carcass made a great deal of money out of it. It cer- tainly was a sight to see all the men flock to the place to buy a little piece of the flesh or bones in order to make medicine out of it. In surgery there is usually positive harm done. If there is an abscess deep down somewhere and the pus has burrowed its way out to the skin, the opening is immediately closed by a plaster, thus preventing a cure. This we see every day. I had been in China but a short time when I had my introduction to another method of surgery — the burning of the skin at different places with a glowing pith lampwick. The child, a baby still in arms, had had convulsions, and the parents called in the native surgeon to do his work. Subsequently they brought the little patient to us. A few doses of quinine and he was rid of his convulsions; but the ulcers, which formed wherever the skin had been burned, took several months to heal. Another thing that causes much suffering, and even death, is the puncturing of diseased parts by the “needle.” This instrument of torture resembles an ordinary steel knitting needle. Sometimes it is heated just before being plunged into the part, and then it is not nearly so deadly, though if it penetrates a vital part or a blood vessel certain death ensues. Whether hot or cold, of course it is used without any anaes- thetic. One cannot be in China for even a few days without seeing the evil effects of this dread instrument. The proper practice of surgery, with all its important asepsis and antisepsis, remains for us to give the Chinese. Another need that calls to us is the lack of nurses. Of nursing the Chinese know nothing. We were called to see a woman very sick with typhoid fever. We found her in a semi-conscious condition, sitting in a chair, and a relative trying to feed her rice, vegetables and meat. Another time we were called to a child with smallpox. The mother held the child, whose body was entirely covered by smallpox pustules, in her arms. The other seven children were running back and forth to her. When it was time to get dinner she put the child into the cradle and prepared the meal. We find the same with measles, chicken-pox, scarlet fever, diphtheria, consumption ; in fact, all the contagious diseases. No attempt is made to isolate these diseases. It is not that they do not care, but they do not know. In the dispensary a mother brought her baby for diarrhoea; while she was telling us about him he was munching peanuts. When anyone is taken sick no one would think of getting a nurse; in fact, outside of foreign hospitals nurses are unknown. Another urgent call comes to us through the ignorance of native midwives. Oh, the agony which the poor women suffer in childbirth ! The care of woman in her hour of greatest need is entirely in the hands of native midwives — and they? Oh, how ignorant they are! When we are called to one of these women our usual experience is that four or five midwives have already had their turn. So not only is it for us to do for the patient what Nature was unable to do, but we must also try to counteract what these midwives, in their ignorance, have brought about. Need I tell you that many of the women die undelivered? The need for doctors is great! The superstition of the people is another thing which shows the need for medical mission work. The people believe that disease is brought on by evil spirits, and conse- quently when anyone gets sick the priest is called in to drive away the evil spirit. So not only does the patient suffer from her disease, from having quarts of nauseating mixture poured down her throat, from the lack of being properly nursed, but her poor body is also racked by the awful din of the drums and cymbals of the priests. In their superstition the people feel the dread of the power of the evil spirits. In our medical mission work they feel the love of God. Oh, how the women and children need Christian doctors and Christian nurses to love them and care for them! In our work evangelisation and doctoring go hand in hand in all departments. The work is divided into three departments: Out-Patient, In-Patient and Nurses’ Training School. The Out-Patient Department includes the work in the dispensary, in the office, and professional visits to the homes of the natives. In the dispensary a good many women receive their introduction to Christianity. A Chinese woman rarely comes alone ; a relative or two, or even three, must come along to see what is going on, so it does not take long before there is a whole room full of women who are listening to the gospel message. Some of them come a long time before dispensary hours, even so much as four hours before. During the time of waiting the Bible woman speaks personally to each patient as she comes in, and when they are all gathered together she preaches to them until the arrival of the doctor. The doctor with the native nurses then sees to the physical wants of the patients. She sees each patient herself and speaks words of consolation or cheer as well as prescribes medicine. A large number of the patients in the dispensary are of the poorer classes, some even of the beggars from the street. As the more well-to-do Chinese women do not care to mix with the poorer classes, we have arranged for them to come to the doctor’s office, paying, of course, a larger fee. These patients are received by a tactful native nurse, and over the inevitable cup of tea their minds are led from the usual polite talk to that which is nearest and dearest to our hearts. While they tell us of their ills, we tell them of Him who is able to save the soul as well as to heal the body. As to the calls at the homes, these include all classes, from those of the very poorest to those of the highest officials. Here is an unusual opportunity for telling of Jesus. As soon as the doctor and native nurses enter the house, if it is of a poor woman, say a hut, all the women of the neighboring huts come crowding in, so there is soon an audience as large as one cares to have. These people are good listeners, too. The most of these calls are to women who are in the throes of childbirth, women who have been in labor for several days. The native midwives have done their best — we should say their worst — the native doctor, too, has prescribed, although of course not seen the woman ; yet the baby remains unborn. Then the doctor and her assistant, with the help of God, gives the family a living child ; or, if called too late for that, at least saves the life of the woman. Who would not listen under such circumstances? The doctor is the talk of the neighborhood for days, and out from among these women there are always some who come to the regular services at the church. If we are called to the home of one of the better class of women we esteem it an even greater privilege, for while the women of the neighborhood cannot crowd in, the households are often very large. We attended a child of a very high official and were called a number of times. During the first few visits all the relatives who lived in the house, and they were many, came in to see us. In the course of subsequent visits a great many relatives from other parts of the city, and some even from neighboring cities, took the journey just to see what the doctor was doing. We think it well worth while to tell these people of Him who died for them. In the hospital women and children are brought under the influence of the gospel for a much longer period, some even for months. It is our special opportunity for the Dr. Bretthauer and Convalescing Patients children. When we think of how closely the life of a Chinese child is connected with idol worship, one can readily see what an impression it must make on the receptive child mind to live in a place where there are no idols — where no one frightens him with gruesome idol stories, but where everyone is kind and loving to him. Children so soon know when they are loved, and are willing to be taught. It is a real joy to go into the ward and listen to the children sing gospel songs and recite Scripture verses. Oh, it pays to teach the children about Jesus! When they are first brought to us some of the children are afraid to stay with us, but they soon get over their fear, and then they do not want to leave us. There was little Joe, for instance. He came to us at two years of age, not yet able to walk or talk. He learned to do both while with us. He had some very' bad ulcers which took about three months to heal. The day came when he was all well and his father came to take him home — but Joe was nowhere to be found! The frightened nurses said that Joe had been in the ward five minutes before the father came. The door-keeper said that Joe had not left the hospital by the front door. In the kitchen and the laundry no one had seen the youngster. The nurses were getting frantic in their search, when there, all cuddled up on the pantry shelf, was our little Joe. He had pulled all the bowls in front of him so that no one should suspect his hiding place! A little girl of twelve whose leg we had to amputate kept pulling off her bandages. We explained to her that if she pulled off the bandages her leg would never get well. Still off they came. After a while the little girl said, “I pull the bandages off because I do not want to have my leg get well, for when I am well I must leave here, and I want to stay in the hospital all the time.” These little ones do not forget what they learn in the hospital. We were in the ward one day talking to a little boy of ten who was cured and ready to go home. We told him always to remember Jesus. In the presence of the ward full of people he said, “I know that it was the true God who made me well, For two years we all prayed to the idols and gave them much money to make me well, but they did not hear us. Here in the hospital someone has prayed to the true God for me every day, and He has made me well. I know that God loves me.” This child’s mother bitterly opposed his coming to the foreigners and yielded only when she saw that her boy was about to depart for another world. Since then his mother and we have become good friends. “Hope” is another little child who comes to my mind at this time. He was left motherless at one year. When he was four his father brought him to us with extensive sores. Hope was like other children, hut differed greatly in one respect, and that was that he did not know how to laugh. His father told us that the boy had not laughed once in the four years of his life. Poor little fellow, how he did make our hearts ache! Such a melancholy little face and only four years old! Of course everybody tried to make him laugh, but it was slow work teaching him. Finally, after some weeks of patient effort, we were rewarded by his first “ha-ha.” After that he became one of our happiest little patients. Little Pearl was one of the dearest little girls that anyone could wish to see. She was very sick with typhoid fever. When she was well enough we gave her a little doll with which to play. Pearl had never seen a doll before and did not know what to do with it, so we showed her how to play with it and she soon learned to love “Dollie.” Do you remember Chii? She was a poor little blind girl who was put out into the street to beg. When the cold winter came her feet became frost-bitten and shortly after actually rotten, so that to save her life we had to amputate both legs. While with us she learned to sing hymns and recite Scripture verses. All day long, except while eating, this child would sing so happily, “Jesus Loves Me.” When she was well we succeeded in getting her into a blind school, and only a short time ago we had a letter from her telling how happy she was in Jesus. Saddest of all child life in China is that of the slave girls, some of whom we always have with us. At another time perhaps we can tell you something about them. There is so much that is interesting to tell about the children, but we must hasten on, for the hospital is also the place to give the gospel to the women and to relieve them of their pains. At first when the women come into the hospital a good many of them are blankly amazed when we tell them of Jesus. Such phrases as “the forgiveness of sin,” “eternal salvation,” “joy in the Saviour,” “God is love,” are not in their vocabulary, and we must teach them in the most simple way. But when the light dawns what a joy is theirs! I shall never forget the tears of joy which Mrs. Li wept. A year before she came to us she was taken with a severe attack of smallpox. In the course of time she recovered, but oh, poor woman! her elbow joints had grown stiff so that both arms were stretched out and could not be bent ! Then her husband did not want her any more and left her. She did not blame him. “For,” she said, “of what use was I to him?” We operated and gave her relief. It was at first difficult for her to under- stand how God would love her when she had nothing to give Him. But after she was with us a while it became clear to her. “It is just the same as with the doctor,” she said. “She has shown her love for me when she knew I had nothing to give in return.” Mrs. Tsen was brought on a bamboo couch from one of the neighboring cities. “Nothing is the matter with me,” she said, “only I cannot walk. I have taken a great deal of Chinese medicine but it did not help me any.” On examination we found that she had broken both bones in her leg — quite sufficient to prevent her walking. Then there was Mrs. Wong, a young woman of thirty, who had developed cataracts on both eyes so that she was totally blind. After we removed the cataracts she was a happy woman indeed, and her husband was even happier. Just one more and then we must stop. Mrs. Tsen had a severe illness and needed hospital treatment. She hesitated long, “because,” she said, “I have been told that the foreign people cut out the hearts and the eyes of the Chinese, so it is not safe to have anything to do with them.” However, she decided to come into the hospital and have her operation. After she went back home she did much to overcome prejudice in her village. “I am an example of the love which these Christian people have for the Chinese,” she was wont to say. In connection with our medical work it is always our aim to have a Nurses’ Training School. During a recent trip two of our missionaries reported that they were greatly impressed everywhere with the great need for native trained workers. So many cities without any foreign missionaries, without any churches, without any Christian schools, without any hospitals or doctors ! The need of more educated women is especially felt, for only the women of China can solve the problem of meeting the needs of the Chinese women. Price 5 Cents. Woman’s American Baptist Foreign Mission Society Publication Dept., 450 E. 30th St., Chicago, 111 . 3500-4-26-16