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Qi Jing not only accepted Zhang Sijiu's suggestion, but also put forward a more powerful suggestion: "Everyone should take a closer look at it. Don't just look at the flowers—"

He took the lead, took it over and took a closer look, and then he was a little shocked: "The teeth have grown so big. If this continues, what will become of it?"

Zhang Sijiu: ...You ask me, I don't know either!

But Zhang Sijiu replied based on his experience: "Hair and bones may continue to grow, or they may not. After so many years, this teratoma has not continued to grow, so it should not continue to grow. "

Taking advantage of the time passed by others to watch, Zhang Sijiu began to return to his position and sew.

Considering that the removal of the tumor requires a full field of view, the incision is quite large and long this time, and it will take more time and more meticulous work to suture.

Qi Jing asked a question: "If so many seats are suddenly vacated, will other internal organs be affected?"

Zhang Sijiu explained to him what visceral sagging is.

"This is actually similar to the situation after giving birth. Originally, the internal organs were squeezed out of their positions. After giving birth, the stomach space is larger than before, so the internal organs will sag to a certain extent, and the body will slowly recover. , Most people can still return to their original appearance. A small number of serious cases require the help of a doctor."

"It's just the damselfly problem, which is a little too complicated. It's been too long, and I'm not sure if it will return to normal in the end. But a slight sagging won't have much impact. So don't worry." Zhang Sijiu smiled. She smiled: "Originally, there was a postoperative rehabilitation project."

Fracture patients need rehabilitation training after surgery, and after giving birth, they also need certain rehabilitation training.

Qi Jing was enthralled.

In the end, when the sutures were finished, everyone basically circulated the teratoma.

If he hadn't vomited out when he opened the abdominal cavity just now, otherwise everyone would meet again and continue to vomit.

No way, this kind of visual effect will really cause strong physical discomfort.

But even if there was nothing to vomit, everyone didn't feel any better, as if they had been ravaged eight hundred times.

I was exhausted from speaking.

So, when the operating room was opened and these young doctors walked out one by one, everyone found that they were all pale, their feet were floating, and their eyes were dull—as if their bodies had been hollowed out.

The most energetic one is only Zhang Sijiu.

Zhang Sijiu came out with the teratoma in person, then called the damselfly's husband over, and explained to him what it was: "This is what's in the damselfly's belly. The good news is, this thing is not What a bad thing, you can live a bold life with peace of mind in the future, and you don't have to think about it anymore."

"According to the rules, I have to ask you how to deal with this thing. I should also show you a look, but to be honest, my suggestion is, don't look at it."

Zhang Sijiu said sincerely: "I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it."

The damselfly husband didn't heed the warning, but insisted on taking a look.

In his words, this is something that has tortured Damselfly for so many years, and he needs to know what it is.

What else could Zhang Sijiu say?Of course, he could only sigh, and then repeatedly asked the other party to be mentally prepared, and then gave the other party the right to lift the cloth.

It is impossible for him to take it now, otherwise he would fall to the ground in excitement, and Zhang Sijiu would have to pick it up later.

Therefore, Zhang Sijiu carried it, while the damselfly husband only had to lift the cloth.

This is a black cloth.

It's a black cloth, you can't see anything even if it's stained with blood.

So nothing can be seen at all.

But when the damselfly husband lifted a corner and saw the hair and teeth, he immediately screamed and retracted his hand as if getting an electric shock.

If Zhang Sijiu wasn't mentally prepared for that posture, he might be taken aback.

The damselfly husband didn't even dare to take a second look, and asked Zhang Sijiu in a rough dress, "Miss Zhang, what the hell is this? Why is it so scary!"

Zhang Sijiu explained: "It was a child that Damselfly failed to give birth to. Due to some circumstances, this child grew up in her stomach, but was not born and died in her stomach. That's why this happened."

"Of course it looks a little scary now, but the main reason is also because of the limited space in the stomach and the long time."

If the time is too long, various phenomena such as adhesion and absorption will occur, so in the end no one can say what it will look like.

The damselfly husband couldn't believe it: "This...is our child?"

Zhang Sijiu nodded: "You can say that."

It is the child who fails to grow up healthily.

The damselfly husband asked Zhang Sijiu a question piously: "Then, what should I do? Do I need to buy a coffin for a funeral? Or do I have to go beyond—"

Zhang Sijiu was questioned.

She hesitated and said, "I'm just a doctor, and I really don't know much about it. How about you go to a Taoist temple or a temple? They might know a little better."

After all, professional matters should be left to professional people.

The damselfly husband nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, look, I'm confused. Okay, I'll go and ask!"

He took two steps outside, and suddenly thought of the damselfly again: "I'd better wait for the damselfly to come out, and then ask."

After finishing speaking, he couldn't help but carefully glanced at the teratoma, and said, "Then... this thing, what should I do now?"

Zhang Sijiu's arms are almost sore: "We can keep this end for a while, it's better to keep it in winter now. But if it's too long, I suggest freezing it—"

Anyway, it's cold enough now, and if it's left outside in the middle of the night, it's probably going to freeze hard.

The damselfly husband always felt that something was wrong, so he refused: "Leave it alone, at most tomorrow, and I will deal with this matter."

"Okay." Zhang Sijiu took the teratoma away.

When Damselfly woke up, about two quarters of an hour had passed.

The first thing she did when she opened her eyes was to look for Zhang Sijiu with her eyes.

However, only Ting Yun was left.

Ting Yun confirmed the name with the damselfly, and seeing that the damselfly was conscious and there was nothing wrong, he sent her to the ward.

Just when he was about to leave, the damselfly grabbed the sleeve with his fingers.

Damselfly asked weakly, "What about that thing?"

Tingyun didn't know how to explain this matter, so he found a reason: "I'll ask Miss Zhang to come over and explain to you. Wait a moment."

After Ting Yun ran out, he didn't call Zhang Sijiu immediately. He stuffed a steamed bun and drank a cup of hot water before going to Zhang Sijiu.

He was mainly afraid that he would miss something exciting when he was eating.

Now he is not afraid anymore, he can follow Zhang Sijiu directly.