Chapter 547: Weird Short Blade

After conducting a preliminary examination of the old man, Xu Ze's brow suddenly frowned. With the assistance of various systems, the old man's condition can now be clearly confirmed.

The old man was obviously very old and his whole body was extremely weak. His heartbeat was already very slow, and his blood pressure was not good. At the same time, there seemed to be a little fluid in his stomach, which could not rule out the possibility of internal organ tuberculosis or other infections.

In this case, it would be really not easy to rescue the old man. Even with Xu Ze's ability, he would not be sure that he could recover smoothly.

At this time, Doctor Wang and Doctor Xu, who were beside him, also roughly checked the prophet's situation, and then they all frowned, looking at Xu Ze's eyes full of worry.

Xu Ze frowned, then took a disinfectant swab from the nurse's treatment plate, then took another syringe, walked to the old prophet, and signaled Dr. Wang to lift up the old man's clothes.

Dr. Wang looked at the syringe in Xu Ze's hand, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. Then, according to Xu Ze's request, he lifted the old man's clothes up and exposed his thin abdomen.

Xu Ze looked at the abdomen, then used a cotton swab to disinfect the old man's right ***, and then slap it with a needle.

The chief looked at Xu Ze actually stabbing the prophet's stomach with a needle, but now he was anxious. He was about to speak, but the prophet slowly opened his eyes and glared at him, but he did not dare to make another sound.

Doctor Wang and Doctor Xu, who were standing aside, were also shocked when they looked at Xu Ze's actions, and a hint of doubt appeared in their eyes. They didn't understand what Xu Ze suddenly used a syringe to do abdominal piercing. After all, they had just passed the physical examination, but they did not find that there was obvious fluid accumulation in the old black man's belly. Does General Xu actually think there would be something inside?

In the doubtful eyes of the two, they still looked at Xu Ze's slight pull, and some light yellow viscous liquid actually appeared in the needle tube of the syringe.

"Pus?" Looking at the liquid in the needle, the two of them looked at each other in shock after their faces changed.

They had just passed the examination, but still could not confirm what the old man was. But now, after seeing the pus in the syringe, they were able to roughly analyze several situations.

This old man must have had an infection in his abdominal cavity or intestinal tract, which caused serious suppurative infections and the like.

It was just because the old man was too old and his body was extremely weak, so when the examination was conducted, the old man's abdominal signs were not obvious; and in addition, he could not consult him, and the two of them could not find out that the problem was mainly in the abdomen.

But now seeing that Xu Ze did not consult the old man, he just did a few checks to confirm that there was a problem with his abdomen. This made the two of them look up to the young General Xu in front of him.

Both of them sighed secretly, and a trace of depressedness appeared in their eyes. The Yangtze River wave pushed the previous wave, but the next wave was too powerful. How could we have the attitude of seeing others in the future?

The two sighed for a while, remembering that the old man in front of him was so serious, and he could extract the pus by just taking it like this, which means that in the suppuration in the abdomen, he must have surgery to open the abdomen as soon as possible. However, the old man is so old, so weak, and his heart and blood are extremely poor, so it is naturally impossible to withstand the operation;

Judging from this situation, the mortality rate of this surgery is probably as high as 90%. However, if the surgery is not done, the old man is 100% dead. This is really a dilemma.

Thinking of this, the two looked at Xu Ze with a worried look on their faces, seeing what he planned to do? This is basically an old man who cannot be saved. It is better not to be a handicap. It is not afraid of being in China. However, there are a hundred people outside here waiting with full arms. Once the old man dies here, the next disaster will be a big disaster.

Looking at the anxious eyes of the two, Xu Ze naturally understood. He nodded to the two, and then signaled to the chief.

The chief's face also showed some meaning from the faces of everyone. The sadness and nervous look on his face became stronger and stronger. After looking at the prophet on the diagnosis stage, he told the soldiers behind him to take care of the prophet, he walked out of the tent helplessly with Xu Ze.

"It's very serious..." Xu Ze said to the chief.

The chief's face sank slightly, then he folded his hands and croaked his voice at Xu Ze.

This time, Xiaodao was unable to translate the chief's words. After all, he was exposed to many words for the first time and could not fully translate them.

But Xu Ze could also see the chief's meaning. After nodding, he looked at a short knife on the chief's waist, then reached out and signaled to borrow it.

The chief hesitated for a moment, but looked at Xu Ze and confirmed that he had no other intentions, he pulled out the short knife around his waist and handed it to Xu Ze.

The shape of this short blade is a little weird, with a little curve. The handle is wrapped in animal skin, and the blade seems to be dark under the light outside.

Xu Ze didn't pay attention at that time, but after he took the short knife, he suddenly became stunned.

Originally, his intention was to use the chief's short sword, and there was no other meaning, but when he received the chief's short sword in his hand, he was shocked because he realized that after he bought the short sword, it was unexpectedly light.

This short knife is at least one foot long and looks like it is made of stainless steel. However, after buying it, Xu Ze felt that the short knife seemed to be made of cork, with an extremely light weight. Xu Ze could even be sure that the weight of this short blade would not exceed one hundred grams.

"How is this possible?" Xu Ze looked at the short knife at hand. Even an ordinary iron rod of such a thickness of more than a foot long would have at least half a pound, but why is this short knife so light?

Xu Ze looked at the short sword carefully and found that the short sword's surface was dark, as if it was coated with a strange paint, which was very similar to the special daggers of some special forces, but the shape was slightly strange.

And Xu Ze could confirm from the sharp blade that this short knife was indeed a genuine and extremely sharp steel knife, and it didn't seem to be hollow. If it was a hollow steel blade, then with the exquisiteness and sharpness of this steel blade, then this casting technology would be terrible.

Of course, Xu Ze did not rule out that this was cast by a new type of ultralight alloy, but based on Xu Ze's current perception, he really didn't know which alloy would be so light and so hard. Xu Ze looked at the short knife and couldn't help but feel a strange look in his heart. He seemed to think that the special thing about this short knife should be more than that.

Just as he was watching the short sword in a daze, he could hear the chief's dissatisfied voice.

After being quarreled by the chief, Xu Ze woke up and smiled apologetically at the chief who was already a little impatient. Then he pointed to the prophet in the tent, then used the short knife to gesture to his right ***, and then stuttered: "Surgery... may be... alive..."

Looking at Xu Ze's actions and then listening to Xu Ze's words, the chief's expression changed suddenly. He shouted angrily at Xu Ze, Ji Ji Guagua angrily.

Hearing the noise outside, Captain Pan rushed out nervously, and after seeing that Xu Ze was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief this time.

Xu Ze signaled that it was okay, and then asked Captain Pan to go back, then looked at the chief and said, "If you don't have surgery... die..."

After hearing what Xu Ze said, the chief was a little stunned, but he naturally knew the situation of the prophet. If it weren't for the witch doctor in the tribe, there would be no way, and he would say that the prophet would definitely die, so that he would not send the prophet down the mountain to try his luck.

But looking at the person in front of him, he naturally felt that it was impossible to cut the prophet's belly open. After the person's belly was cut open, how could he survive?

After the chief's face changed several times, he looked around helplessly. Light bulbs emitting light were hanging in the camp, and there was also a nurse talking to someone with a large satellite phone.

Seeing this, the chief's face finally gradually slowed down. He naturally knew that these people from outside the mountain would have many special methods. A lamp like this could light up without flames. Some people could even talk to people far away by taking a black box. Maybe if the person's stomach is cut, he can live.

Thinking of this, the chief finally looked at Xu Ze and asked slowly: "Can you survive?"

Xu Ze pursed his lips, then took out a cotton swab from his pocket, pointed to the cotton swab, and then pointed to the old man in the tent.

The chief nodded. He understood Xu Ze's meaning, and then looked at Xu Ze again and waited for him to continue talking.

Xu Ze gestured at the cotton swab in his hand, then broke the cotton swab from it, held one of the pieces, and then threw it casually: "Die..."

Then he held the remaining cotton swab of the same length in his hand and said, "Life..."

Looking at Xu Ze's actions, the chief gradually understood something, and his face gradually became darker.

After thinking for a while, the chief looked up at Xu Zejijiguagua and asked slowly.

Under Xiaodao's translation, Xu Ze heard some meanings roughly, then shook his head and said, "There is no...other way..."
Chapter completed!