The operation had been going on for unknown lengths of time. To be precise, Yan Xiaoyu was not sure whether what he was undergoing was a repair and transplant operation, an examination, or some kind of method with an unknown purpose.
Her consciousness was always awake, and with the passage of time, not only was there no trace of drowsiness in her mind, but her thoughts and feelings were gradually returning to clarity.
She felt that a blood vessel was inserted into her upper arm, her blood was drawn, her saliva and sweat were taken, and a film was taken of parts of her abdominal gastrointestinal tract and ovaries, as well as incisions.
Her skin has taken on part of the leather texture...
"Check all aspects." She heard An Yi giving an order to someone, "Give me the analysis results as soon as possible."
Someone responded, and then left in a hurry. It could be heard that there were not many people in the operating room, but the techniques were very neat and fast, without any sloppiness.
After a short while, the surgeries were opened, and several nurses came in and handed over a bunch of analysis reports and results.
Xiaoyu didn't know what they were analyzing, but he knew that in the entire operating room, apart from the sound of An Yi flipping through the report, it was so quiet that he could even hear the sound of a needle dropping.
"What should we do?" She heard Han Ze's voice, his tone was extremely serious, "The doubt is in the ovaries. Should we continue the operation... or... take samples first?" [
An Yi was silent.
"Only part of the ovarian tissue remains in her body. If our judgment fails, unknown effects on the operation after sampling will definitely have an impact on the ovarian transplant operation. In itself, artificial ovaries cultivated through cloning are safe.
"Sex" is not high..." Han Ze hesitated and reminded, "If she fails this time, she...may, really...never be able to have the ability to be a mother in this life."
I will never have the ability to be a mother...
The second time I heard this sentence, Xiaoyu was frightened!
It's as if, after plunging you into darkness, it ignited a hope for you, a bright light. When you slowly rose up and greeted you with joy, it fell from a high place, completely shattered, and fell into pieces, leaving no trace of emotion.
Don't stay.
"Han Ze, don't you think it's strange?" An Yi asked, "I showed you the extent of the damage she suffered inside the abdominal cavity and near the intestines when she was on Mont Blanc. Comparing it to now, it's simply unbelievable, isn't it?
, I have been in the medical field for so many years, and this is the first time I have seen such automatic recovery ability... Now, the test results have further proved our idea, don't you want to know why?"
When An Yi asked, Han Ze also fell silent. After thinking about it, he also considered that Ah Zi, who was asleep now and would lose consciousness when he woke up, really needed them to study and take samples to get results, so he responded,
Nodding.
"Okay," Han Ze whispered, "Dr. An, you are the chief surgeon, I will listen to you."
"That." An Yi didn't hesitate, paused, and announced, "Start the operation now, take samples first, ovarian transplant operation, delay."
When the word "delay" appeared in his ears, Xiaoyu's heart suddenly began to tremble...
A feeling of dissatisfaction and unwillingness appeared in her chest. She didn't understand, she couldn't even understand, why, why would they stun themselves and do such a thing in this situation?
Why not tell her directly?
Is it because he found out that she is a black cat?
Or if we get to the bottom of it, can they, from the bottom of their hearts, trust this woman who was once a black cat?
But why? Why should they decide and control her own life without their own will? [
Do they understand what she has lost, what she has endured and endured, what she has endured, and what she wants to gain?
It's just peace and quiet, with his children by his side.
But such a simple wish, such a simple and ordinary wish, has now become demanding, difficult, and full of obstacles.
Surgery, continue.
She was disemboweled again...
This time, it didn't hurt because the body was anesthetized.
However, her ears were extremely sensitive. Even with her eyes closed, she seemed to hear the sound of the scalpel scratching her skin and internal organs...
In the operating room, apart from the smell of disinfection, there was also a strong smell of blood. This smell was very similar to the night when I lost my ovaries in the Mont Blanc cave.
Even the air was so scarlet that she thought she must have lost a lot of blood, or maybe she was bleeding heavily like last time.
“surglsssors”
"foreps."
"probe."
“spongeplers”
"..."
Xiaoyu heard An Yi giving surgical orders to the nurse and Han Ze. They were all terms specific to surgical instruments. She couldn't quite hear what the words meant, but she felt that everyone beside the operating table seemed very nervous.
The breathing rate is also very fast.
Time passed minute by minute, and progressed bit by bit. Subconsciously, Xiaoyu seemed to feel that his abdominal cavity was being opened bit by bit, expanded bit by bit, and cut apart...
"Oops! There is not enough time. If we continue like this, we will easily lose too much blood!" Han Ze suddenly said, reminding, "If we don't start the transplant operation now, it will be too late..."
"Wait a minute!" An Yi's voice was hoarse, and she could hear that she was extremely nervous, "It will take a few more minutes!"
"But……"
"Blood clamp!" An Yi interrupted alone, with a low tone, interrupting Han Ze's words.
After a pause, Han Ze had no choice but to listen, continue, and follow An Yi's instructions to perform the sampling operation...
One point, two points.
The timer in the operating room sounded the time, indicating that the disembowelment time was too long and too much time had been exceeded.
"An Yi..." Han Ze urged again, "If this continues, it really won't work. If we continue, this operation will be useless immediately..."
An Yi said nothing, still hanging his head, persistently doing the work in his hands, silent.
Just like that, it took half an hour.
Finally, the ovarian transplant began.
This operation is extremely complex and difficult. Even the best surgeons in the world cannot guarantee that it will be 100% successful, let alone in such a critical and stressful situation.
Time slowly turned from day to night...
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