About 125 to 130 years ago, he was a physician who lived in South Lak. He lived in a Sinhala tiled house with a soldier. He used to wake up early in the morning and collect jackfruit leaves scattered in the large yard with a pointed stick. The day we are talking about started right away. But before that much time had passed, the arrival of a guest interrupted the doctor's routine. With great anxiety and sadness, he interrupted the action of the doctor and begged him to go to a doctor. That is, a pregnant woman who was ready to give birth was suffering from pain and severe discomfort. He asked him to come with him immediately as she was in a life and death battle.
Vedadura continued his duties with his ears closed. Again and again he began to squirm. The doctor warned him not to worry and resumed his original work without any disturbance. Even though the picking of leaves was not completely finished, Vedadura stopped it for a while and sat at the table for breakfast and invited the guest to eat with him. The guest also had to eat breakfast with him. Maybe because there is nothing else to do. After taking the medicine, he spent those few minutes imagining how he would immediately leave to see the patient with him. The meal was over.
After that Vedadura got up from the dining table and walked towards the door with his usual calm gait. The visitor sighed with relief that he will leave for his essential journey and walked restlessly behind him. Stepping back into the yard, Veedura began removing leaves from where he had left off, saying that there was nothing to be alarmed about. How can this be tolerated? He began to wonder again, "Don't we stop this insignificant keruva and help the pregnant woman who is in a battle between life and death?" Sunning again so as not to panic, Vedadura calmly continued his leaf-picking duties. As there was nothing else to do, the guest sat next to him with a feeling of discomfort.
The doctor, who spent the afternoon in the garden, sat with him for lunch as before. Even more uncomfortable than before, the guest had to have lunch with the doctor. After that, one doctor closed his eyes on the rope bed in the porch and went to sleep. The visitor, whose head was on fire, walked in the garden at the speed of his heart until he woke up.
The doctor, who had been sleeping until the evening, woke up and dressed himself in bed. Then he took two pieces of cotton wool and smeared some medicine and placed it in a sheath in the handle of the bastame. Until then, the doctor appeared in front of him gloriously, ready for the journey, tying the heavens and the earth, lighting up the hopes of the guest in the stoop. They arrived near the pregnant woman's house just before sunset. At that time, they could see the villagers gathered from a distance without gaps to fill the village, and with the arrival of the doctor, the whispering of the villagers disappeared. Only the painful moan of the pregnant woman rising from the inner room remained. The crowd made a path for the doctor by moving around.
The doctor, who entered the porch through that path, could see several doctors sitting on the chairs with an expectant attitude. One of the doctors said, 'Why did you wait so long for this person to come?' because of the grandeur caused by seeing the aged village form of the doctor. The doctor, who was going to pass them to the inner room, heard it, but continued past them like a relative. There was a crowd inside the room as well. The doctor ordered everyone to leave except the pregnant mother and closed the door of the room.
The doctor, who did not spend much time examining the pregnant woman, marked a spot on her stomach. Then Bastam took out the two pieces of cotton in his hand and gave one of them to the pregnant mother's hand and ordered her to hold it so that it does not fall on the ground. He picked up a fine surgical knife the size of a scalpel and wiped its blade with the other piece of cotton. The surgical knife was brought closer to the pre-determined point of the pregnant woman's abdomen and a small thrust was given there with the tip of the knife and removed in an instant. A drop of blood suddenly came out of the small cut. While cleaning the surgical knife again, he made an announcement in a loud voice that could be heard in the yard that 'a male child will be born in five minutes, there is a red spot on the right hand of the child and he ordered to wipe it with the first piece of cotton wool that was given to him'.
The five minutes of curious anticipation felt like an hour to all. Five minutes later a healthy baby boy was born naturally. On his right hand was a small drop of red blood. Then when he came home, he sent a message to call the doctor to the room. The doctor came to the room where the doctor, the newborn baby and the mother were, with a mind full of wonder and shame. "Why didn't your medical tube catch this?" he shouted from the room to the yard. The doctor was humble enough to kneel down and worship the doctor.
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