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Zhang Sijiu's words immediately made the wounded excited.

Hao Xuan grabbed Zhang Sijiu's face.

He can see with only one eye now, and his field of vision is different from before, and he is not used to it at all, so many movements are completely out of focus.

However, Zhao Yin rushed forward in one stride, pinned him down on the bed, turned around and asked Zhang Sijiu, "Get dizzy!"

Zhang Sijiu nodded, and then called Deng Wen to inject anesthesia.

It's not that she deliberately tortured people, it's just because the injured person was too emotional.His injury was so serious, Zhang Sijiu was afraid that if he was not careful, he would hurt himself again.

As for Kai Piao, his name was Cheng Yong, and Zhang Sijiu went over to treat his wound.

His wound was on the side of his head.

The wound was bloody and bloody, and Zhang Sijiu couldn't see it, so he had to ask Bai Jin and the others to cut and shave their hair first.

While Bai Jin and the others were cutting their hair and dealing with their scalp, Zhang Sijiu asked Cheng Yong a few simple questions: "Are you dizzy?"

Cheng Yong shook his head.

"Nay sick?"

Cheng Yong continued to shake his head.

"Then let me ask you, how much is three dollars plus eight dollars?"

Cheng Yong hesitated for a while before answering: "Eleven?"

Zhang Sijiu raised a finger, making Cheng Yong follow him with his eyes.

Originally, Zhang Sijiu emphasized that he could only move his eyeballs, but not at all.

But Cheng Yong couldn't do it.

His head will turn uncontrollably along with it.

And the response is obviously slow.

Zhang Sijiu thumped in his heart: I'm afraid the situation is not very good.There may be intracranial hemorrhage.

Cheng Yong also asked, "Why do you have to shave so much hair?"

Actually not too much.

After all, considering the current concept that people regard hair as life, Zhang Sijiu only asked to clean up the area around the wound, and then braid the rest of the hair instead of shaving the whole thing off—this is in modern times, at least half of the head hair, fully exposing the wound.

Zhang Sijiu explained to him: "The hair is in the way, and I can't see the wound. I can only shave it. But don't worry, it will grow back. Don't worry."

Cheng Yong said "Oh" and asked again: "When can I go back? I have to go and tell my mother-in-law."

Zhang Sijiu couldn't tell him about the situation. He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to go back in a short time, so he just smiled: "I can go back after the wound is treated. Or do you remember the address? I'll send someone to notify your wife."

If it was really intracranial hemorrhage, Zhang Sijiu had nothing to do.

The operation requirements for intracranial hemorrhage are very high. She dare not move in modern times. She can only ask the neurosurgery staff to come over after the diagnosis, let alone the current situation.

Craniotomy is impossible.

Can only rely on Chinese medicine to stop bleeding and remove blood stasis.

And then there's a lot of luck.

Cheng Yong refused to say the address: "I can't call her here, she should be scared and anxious. This matter... I have to keep it a secret."

Zhang Sijiu opened his mouth, but in the end he couldn't say the worst thing, so he just turned around and asked if Qi Jing was here.

The old doctors at the Imperial Medical Office obviously started to keep their distance from here now, and basically they would not come to treat illnesses with them.

The only ones who dared to come over were the group of young people headed by Qi Jing.

In addition, there are several doctors on Zhang Sijiu's side.

But at this time, do you think there are too few doctors?of course not!Doctor is the more the merrier!
The more critical the situation is, the more doctors need to be consulted together.

Because as long as there is a doctor who has a way, that is a good thing!

When Qi Jing came over, Cheng Yong's scalp had been shaved clean, revealing a complete wound.

The wound was not that big, and it took four stitches at most.

But... Zhang Sijiu saw that there were cracks on the exposed bones, and all he could do was smile wryly.

Intracranial hemorrhage is almost 90.00% possible, and the remaining [-]% is due to extreme luck, and some skull fractures did not cause intracranial hemorrhage.

She said to Qi Jing: "Take a pulse and prescribe some medicine. I will sew up the wound."

Before the formal treatment, she had no choice but to continue not telling the truth, and said to Cheng Yong: "Your situation is very serious, you should call your wife."

Cheng Yong was a little dazed: "How serious is it?"

Zhang Sijiu was silent for a moment, and finally said softly: "Maybe he will die."

Cheng Yong was startled, his voice was stuttering: "No, it can't—"

Zhang Sijiu sighed: "Do you think I will play this kind of joke with you? Come on, tell us the address. I will send someone to pick her up. Even if it is really the worst result, you will see her." One side. Say what needs to be said."

The brain is the most important place in the human body, and it is also the most delicate place.

The bleeding in this place is also the most dangerous.

Once the amount of bleeding reaches a certain amount, the person will quickly lose consciousness and die.

Cheng Yong was so frightened that he stumbled and gave the address.

Zhang Sijiu didn't dare to delay at all, so he sent someone to pick him up immediately.

And Qi Jing also finished his pulse diagnosis at this time, stood up and said: "I'll ask someone to take a look. Why do I feel like a stroke?"

Stroke is actually a cerebrovascular disease.

This is cerebral hemorrhage.

Actually it's the same.

Zhang Sijiu didn't hesitate: "Prescribe medicine first for stroke, and use acupuncture and moxibustion if you can."

Qi Jing responded, "Don't worry, I know."

He ran out like a gust of wind, not daring to delay at all.

At this moment, Cheng Yong finally realized how dangerous his situation was with hindsight.

Zhang Sijiu was so calm just now, he always felt like he was joking to scare him.

Cheng Yong opened his mouth, and was at a loss for a moment—it was a fight, why was it so serious?

Since craniotomy was impossible anyway, Zhang Sijiu could only suture first.

The wound was not big, and there were no small fragments or depressions at the fracture site. Zhang Sijiu dealt with it very quickly.

After the wound was sutured, and the dressing was handed over to Bai Jin and the others, Zhang Sijiu rushed to the operating room to prepare for the eyeball enucleation operation.

This operation is also very difficult.

The fundus is rich in nerves and blood vessels.

Must be handled with care.

Moreover, it is not sure whether there is any intracranial injury.

But looking at the patient's clear consciousness, quick movements, and the roughly estimated length of the chopsticks, Zhang Sijiu felt that there was a probability that the eyeball was just injured.

Two seriously injured patients came in a row, and Zhang Sijiu obviously felt that there were not enough people.

But this is also impossible.

Not long after, Qi Jing also came over in a hurry: "I found the best old doctor who treats stroke. What he meant was that the situation is a little serious, and whether he can live or not depends on his fate. But if he survives, there must be some pain." sequelae."

After following Zhang Sijiu for a long time, Qi Jing even used the word sequelae.

But this is not the time to joke. Zhang Sijiu knew how serious Cheng Yong's situation was, and immediately sighed softly: "I know. It's just a matter of luck."

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