As soon as the words came out, Zheng Wei felt a little inappropriate for a moment. As a friend, shouldn't it be more appropriate to say something to comfort him from the other person's perspective? Why can something that can be done to ordinary injured family members be done to someone?
What has changed?
Is it because... deep down in my heart, I just have the thought of not wanting to lie to him?
After waiting for a long time, Zheng Wei didn't hear any excited words, so she couldn't help but feel a little surprised. She looked up at Chen Weidong, only to find that this guy was picking up the three nurses on the ground one by one, and put them in the corner, letting them lean against the wall.
Sit down, looking like a warm-hearted person, without any awareness of being a family member of the injured.
"Hey, you..." Zheng Wei couldn't help but speak.
"I'm fine." Chen Weidong interrupted her and said with a smile: "Your diagnosis is fine, and I think the same thing, so there is nothing to accept or not. This is the fact. Let's do whatever we need to do next, but do our best.
, everyone depends on their destiny, okay?"
"Well..." Zheng Wei couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he heard this, secretly thinking that this guy is really calm. With this kind of calmness, few people of his age can match it.
Actually, this kind of thinking is overestimating someone. He can hold back and not get angry entirely because he is sure to save Xiaohu. Otherwise, if he had his bad temper, he would have started to tear down the ward...
"Doctor Zheng." This guy suddenly spoke, "Can you get this knife out? I don't want more. As long as Xiaohu can still be alive for a while when the knife is pulled out of the body, that's all."
"This... it should be okay." Zheng Wei was actually not sure, but for now he could only agree.
"That's good. You can perform the surgery immediately. I think Xiaohu won't be able to hold on for long."
"Ah? But..."
"But what?"
"I just contacted the people in the equipment department, and they said they would be here soon. But they haven't come yet. I guess..."
"Wait, the equipment department? Why contact them?"
"Look at this knife." Zheng Wei pointed at Gu Xiaohu and explained: "This knife is inserted into Xiaohu's body and penetrates the chest and back. No matter how it is pulled out, it cannot avoid causing serious friction to the tissue in the heart. In order to make
The degree of friction is reduced, and we must cut off the exposed part of the knife, so that when it is pulled out, the damage will be reduced..."
Before Zheng Wei finished speaking, Chen Weidong stepped forward, stretched out his hands, and pinched one end of the black knife. Then there was a "ding" sound...
Oh my God! The knife was broken! That black knife that looked so tough was broken by some guy with his bare hands!!!
Zheng Wei couldn't help but rub her eyes vigorously. Her vision told her: Yes, the knife was really broken. But her reason kept roaring: This is impossible! Impossible! It must be an illusion! An illusion!
"Can the surgery be performed immediately?" Chen Weidong didn't care what the beautiful doctor thought. He turned around and waved his hand in front of Zheng Wei, "Hey, what's wrong? Wake up."
"Oh..." Zheng Wei subconsciously grabbed the thing shaking in front of her eyes, "You... how on earth did you do it?"
"We'll talk about it later. You do the surgery first." Chen Weidong picked up his chin and said, "Do you need anything else? I'll prepare it for you."
"Well... you go to the nurse's station upstairs and find Xiaoru for me. You can't do the initial work. Forced intervention will only affect efficiency."
"Okay." Chen Weidong didn't hesitate, turned around and left.
Looking at his retreating figure, Zheng Wei's eyes couldn't help but be a little confused...
God, who is this guy? I just agreed to this operation in a confused way. If it fails, will there really be no serious consequences...
Taking a deep breath, Zheng Wei tried her best to drive out all the distracting thoughts in her mind. At this moment, she was the angel in white, Dr. Zheng, whose mission was to save lives and heal the wounded. Nothing else mattered. First, rescuing the injured person in front of her was the top priority.
event!
Chen Weidong called nurse Xiaoru down, and the three of them worked together to send Gu Xiaohu to the operating table.
"Sister Weiwei." Xiaoru lowered her voice while busy, "I just heard them say that you had an argument with Dr. Ma again. Could it be that you violated some hospital rule again?"
"Don't listen to their nonsense." Zheng Wei glared at her and whispered: "I am here to save people. You don't know Dr. Ma's virtues. Why should you ignore him? If you are afraid, I won't force you."
"No." The little nurse shook her head firmly, "Sister Weiwei is definitely right. I support you unconditionally! Dr. Ma, that heartless scoundrel, just let him die."
"Don't curse people behind their backs." Zheng Wei smiled sweetly, patted Xiaoru's head, and continued to prepare for the surgery.
Chen Weidong came over and said: "This thing, when you take out the knife later, hang it on Xiaohu."
"What?" Zheng Wei took it and took a look. It turned out to be a pack of infusion bags, which contained physiological saline.
She was very puzzled by Chen Weidong's move, so she simply asked.
"It's nothing, just do as you are told." Chen Weidong did not explain, threw down the infusion bag and left.
"Hey, where are you going?"
"I'm going to prepare an antidote." Chen Weidong pointed to the three nurses in the corner and said, "They've all been poisoned. We can't just ignore it. As far as I know, this kind of poison is very rare. Where can your hospital find it in a while?
Want to take the medicine? I'll do it."
"Okay, come back soon. I need your help when I take out the knife."
"No problem." Chen Weidong smiled slightly, turned around and left.
When Shu Junliang, Fang Shaokun and others saw him coming out, they all came together and asked about the situation.
Chen Weidong didn't have time to explain to them, so he only said: "Doctor Zheng is preparing to operate on Xiaohu. You guys should stay here and try to meet her requirements. If any blind grandson dares to come and cause trouble again..."
"I guarantee he will come in vertically and go out horizontally!" Shu Junliang added the last sentence on his behalf.
Chen Weidong nodded, hurriedly went out and got in the car, and headed straight to Bagong Mountain in the suburbs.
Feng Laoliu and Zhang Xiaowei were watching TV in the house. Chen Weidong's arrival surprised them. After all, they hadn't seen each other for a while and they missed him a lot.
Chen Weidong didn't have time to chat with them, so he directly asked if there were calamus, ghost-faced flower, flying star vine and blue-leaf grass root.
"Yes, yes." Zhang Xiaowei nodded repeatedly and took Chen Weidong to walk around the planting fields outside. Pointing at the large flowers and plants inside, he said: "I have planted a lot of calamus. They are all over here, including ghost-faced flowers and bluegrass.
I also planted a piece of leaf grass, which is close to each other. Look, Mr. Dong, it looks pretty good, right? As for the flying star vine, I haven’t planted it much, but this thing likes to grow around the silver thread bamboo. The one over there
I threw a few seeds into a piece of silver-threaded bamboo, and it is now seven or eight meters long. Master Dong, do you think it is enough?"
"That's enough, that's enough." Chen Weidong wiped the sweat from his forehead and almost wanted to curse.
Damn it! The pure wood spirit root is diao! This month has passed, and yet...
Let’s not talk about it anymore. Comparing people with others will make people angry. This is Zhang Xiaowei’s talent. It’s useless to envy him.
Chen Weidong hurriedly picked up some things he needed, said hello to the two of them, and drove away.
When I arrived at the hospital, I saw Fang Shaokun standing at the door again, looking anxious, as if he was waiting for someone.
"What's wrong?" Chen Weidong walked up to him.
"Brother Dong, Dr. Zheng is looking for you and says that he needs your help, otherwise the operation cannot be performed."
Chen Weidong nodded, walked quickly to the operating room, nodded to Shu Junliang and others at the door, and got in.
"You're here." Zheng Wei was running around anxiously inside, and couldn't help but beam with joy when he saw someone coming, "Quickly, use your blood-cutting technique to temporarily block the blood flow near Xiaohu's heart."
When Chen Weidong looked at the scene on the operating table, it turned out that the operation was already halfway through and the knife was about to be taken out. At this time, it was indeed necessary to cut off the blood flow. Otherwise, if massive bleeding occurred, Gu Xiaohu's life would be over in an instant.
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This kind of technology cannot be achieved by Western medicine, and Zheng Wei has always been obsessed with this stuff, and has made himself very hard in order to learn it.
However, it was precisely because of this thing that Chen Weidong met her. Speaking of which, it was quite memorable.
"Quick! Speed!" Zheng Wei kept urging, with a look of anxiety on his face.
Chen Weidong concentrated his mind and pointed out his fingers like the wind. In an instant, he hit fourteen large acupuncture points on Gu Xiaohu's chest and back, blocking more than half of the blood supply in this area.
The next work was all left to Zheng Wei. She took the tweezers and started to take out the knife calmly. This is a delicate job, and there is no rush. Dr. Zheng is very careful and skillful, so he is suitable for it.
This matter.
Looking at Gu Xiaohu's beating heart, Chen Weidong couldn't help but hold his breath.
Although he had seen many bloody scenes in the past, this was the first time he had seen a person's heart at such a close distance, not to mention that this person was his closest junior brother, so he was inevitably a little nervous.
Fortunately, he is born with a good psychological quality, and some key things will automatically appear in his mind when the time comes, so he will not miss anything.
"Sister." He waved, called Xiaoru over, pointed to the infusion bag on the table next to him, then pointed to Gu Xiaohu's hand, and made an insertion movement.
"Oh." Xiaoru understood and hurriedly hung up the hanging bottle for Gu Xiaohu and started the infusion.
This bag of liquid is of course not ordinary saline. Chen Weidong has already injected an information stream into it to refine an advanced life-restoring potion. In other words, this is a bag of healing elixir.
Although I dare not talk about life and death, human flesh and white bones, it should not be a problem to instantly heal the wound on Gu Xiaohu's heart with the efficacy of the refined high-level life-restoring potion.
Zheng Wei's operation has reached the most critical stage. She holds her breath and concentrates, and lifts out the last small section of the black knife. Her movements are gentle and clean. (To be continued...)