Medical incense

Following the shouts, four strong men rushed in with a door panel carrying a bloody man. The man was pressed tightly against the door panel by two strong men and screamed.

Stop bleeding, disinfect, clean the wound...

Originally an expert in dealing with trauma, and newly learned advanced methods of hemostasis and disinfection, she took people to prepare these without Zhen Shiniang's instructions.

There was a sudden chaos in the room.

"...Quick, get the tourniquet." Just learned to use the tourniquet, ** shouted loudly, and when she turned her head and saw Zhen Shiniang nodding appreciatively, **'s voice became louder in an instant.

"...I don't need your help!" As soon as he was released, Feng Shisan pushed away Zhang Biao who rushed to stop the bleeding with a tourniquet, "Let me die! Let me die!" As he spoke, he didn't know where he came from With all his strength, he jumped up and slammed his head against the bedpost.

The strong man who held him down tightly hugged his waist, "...Brother Feng, calm down, it doesn't matter if you lose one hand, Brother Zhao is still alive without half a leg!"

"...What's the point of living without my hands?" Feng Shisan stopped suddenly, turned his head and looked quietly at the strong man who hugged him tightly, "It's a good brother, Wang Yong, just give me a good time, Lao Tzu After 20 years, he will still be a hero!" His hoarse voice was full of heroism, and he stared at the crowd and laughed, his ferocious face suddenly became ghostly.

All the voices in the medical tent suddenly disappeared.

The few people who brought him in all glanced at their faces.

Wang Yong slowly let go of his hand.

Dong Xian, Lu Jun's third disciple, came out with a tray of surgical tools.

Dong Xian, who was staring blankly at him approaching step by step, suddenly.Feng Shisan violently pushed Wang Yong away, and stretched out his unbroken hand to grab the scalpel in Dong Xian's tray.

"Be careful!" ** yelled, and the man froze there.

Frightened by Feng Shisan's ferocious expression, the tray in Dong Xian's hand almost fell to the ground. He subconsciously backed away and was caught by the chair. The tray in his hand flew out instantly. The moment he fell, he saw a The shining scalpel shot at his face, and Dong Xian closed his eyes with a bang.

It's been a long time.Feeling no pain, Dong Xian quietly opened his eyes. Feng Shisan had already been hit by Zhen Shiniang's guards in the back of his head and passed out.

The scalpel that had just rolled in the air was also held by the guard.

"Amitabha..." Dong Xian recited silently, "...Thanks to Master Grandfather." Because of his absence, Shen Zhongqing specially arranged two first-class masters beside Zhen Shiniang.Always protect her.

"This knife..." The guard looked curiously at the small and exquisite scalpel in his hand, and someone molded the Yanyue knife into such a small one, how could he fight someone?

"...It's all cooked again." Zhen Shiniang took the scalpel and handed it to Dong Xian who just got up, and then pointed to other instruments on the ground and ordered.

Dong Xian moved quickly.

"Fuck, this is also called a man!" After placing Feng Shisan, she kicked him hard. "But if one arm is broken, it's like a woman who is dying. I have seen two arms gone, and it's not the same as drinking and eating meat!" As soldiers, everyone is the most I don't like this kind of man who doesn't pee, he has no blood at all, "If you don't want to bandage, just carry it out, don't lie here and block your eyes!"

"... Everyone misunderstood." Wang Yong explained awkwardly, "Brother Feng seldom shows up in front of people. You have never seen it. Before Brother Feng was recruited by the general, he was a well-known six-fingered thief in the world. His magical skills are superb. People can't see its use, and ghosts can't follow it." He glanced at everyone one by one, "When he attacked South Vietnam, he was the one who stole South Vietnam's border defense and military deployment from the heavily guarded camp of the South Vietnam... ..." Looking back at the drowsy Feng Shisan, "His unique skills are all on this right hand with six fingers..." Shaking his head, the man didn't continue.

"He is the number one man under the general's command, the six-fingered thief with one hand reaching thousands of troops?" Lu Jun's eyes widened in astonishment.

"That's the general's compliment to Brother Feng when he conquered South Vietnam." Wang Yong nodded.

Because of his secret identity, everyone knew that Shen Zhongqing had a famous six-fingered thief under his command, who went in and out of the enemy camp like walking on the ground, and specially stole information from him that outsiders couldn't. No one here knows him.

Lu Jun's astonished eyes showed a deep sense of regret.

No wonder he goes crazy.

His hand is empty, and his fame depends on this hand.

Without this hand, it was no different from killing him.

It's a pity that his entire hand was broken, and even Lu Jun, who is known as the No.1 doctor in the army, can't recover.

"Don't stand still, get ready to sew..." Lu Jun waved at the stunned disciples, with a deep sadness in his tone.

The scolding and dissatisfaction in the camp disappeared at some point, and everyone quietly looked at Feng Shisan who was sleeping, with a particularly heavy heart.

"Let's go, let's go get ready..." After recovering, she pushed the younger brother out.

The air was too heavy, and if he didn't do something, he would collapse.

Zhen Shiniang suddenly remembered the list made by Shen Zhongqing. The Six-Fingered Thief was ranked third by him. He should be a famous general, "His name is Feng Shisan?" She looked up at Wang Yong.

"That's right, that's him..." Wang Yong nodded, "Do you know him?"

Zhen Shiniang didn't answer, but asked instead. "...What about the severed hand?"

Wang Yong was at a loss.

Everyone, look at me, and I look at you.

"It seems to be still in place..." said a strong man with a square face. "At that time, I was only thinking about saving people, but I didn't pay attention. Maybe the general has already been buried."

Those severed hands and feet during the cleaning of the battlefield will be dug and buried in a unified way, and this kind of metropolis with an owner will be buried separately. "Especially Feng Shisan's hand is more expensive than gold, maybe the general will ask someone to set up a grave alone?" Guo Zilian thought to himself.

"Quick, go find it!" Zhen Shiniang ordered decisively, and handed them a glass bottle, "...put it here and seal it, and send it back as soon as possible, the sooner the better!"

"What is master going to do?" Lu Jun was puzzled.

"Give it to him!" Saying that, Zhen Shiniang and Wang Yong said, "Hurry up, if you delay any longer, this hand will be useless!"

Taking over is not amputation. It takes two or three hours to connect blood vessels and tiny nerves. Neither Lu Jun nor his disciples can do it. It turned out that Feng Shisan was harmed, and Zhen Shiniang didn't want to go into this muddy water at first.

It's nothing to lose one hand, at least there is another hand for eating and dressing.

However, after hearing this, Zhen Shiniang couldn't bear it.

She could even imagine how depressed Feng Shisan would be after waking up. Even if he was prevented from committing suicide, he would still die of depression.

She is a doctor, since this hand weighs more than life to Feng Shisan, and since there is still hope that it can be saved, she should not shrink back and run away, she should make every effort to save it!

Can you pick up a broken hand?

Wang Yong opened his mouth wide in astonishment, and looked at Zhen Shiniang in disbelief.

"Go!" Zhen Shiniang urged again, "The sooner you find it, the greater the chance of success!"

Originally, these people had never seen Zhen Shiniang, and they didn't believe that she could really take Feng Shisan's hand, but when they heard Lu Jun calling her master, everyone immediately realized that she came from the barracks That doctor who is said to have the art of bringing the dead back to life!

It can bring the dead back to life. She said that if she can connect it, she will definitely be able to!

When he came back to his senses, Wang Yong knelt on the ground with a plop, and kowtowed three times to Zhen Shiniang, "You are a living Bodhisattva who saves the suffering, if you can take Brother Feng's hand, the younger one will definitely set up a monument for you... ..." I was a little incoherent with excitement.

Even if she only has two years to live, there's no need to curse like that, right?

Let's talk about it after she dies!

Zhen Shiniang rolled her eyes in her heart, "If you kneel down like this and delay the best time for suturing, don't blame me if you can't catch Brother Feng's hand." With a cold voice, Zhen Shiniang turned around and removed the glass The bottle is on the table.

Wang Yong got excited, suddenly jumped up, picked up the glass bottle and ran out.

In an instant, the seven or eight people who sent Feng Shisan in disappeared completely.

"Master...are you really going to take his hand?" Looking at Zhen Shiniang intently, Lu Jun held his breath.

"I've read it in a book, but I forgot the title." Zhen Shiniang said vaguely as she watched her lead someone to clean up Feng Shisan's wound, "A broken limb can be recovered within three to four hours. Continue." Under modern freezing conditions, amputated limbs will survive longer, but this is ancient times, saying that those are useless, Zhen Shiniang simply skipped over, and she looked at Mr. Lu, "...Earthworms can die after being amputated. It can grow into two, believe me, human life is really miraculous, a broken hand can be reattached." He joked, "I originally planned to tell you about the replantation of severed limbs after I finished the CPR. , just in time, everyone will watch it carefully today, as a live study."

"Is it really possible to connect?"

Lu Jun blinked and blinked again.

How can this be?

He persuaded without giving up, "Suddenly losing a hand, Feng Shisan only cried when he couldn't accept it temporarily, it will be fine after a while, Master doesn't have to be like this." He also said, "When Zhao Hong just woke up, he cried and cried. What a mess, now that he is reunited with his wife and family, and the general has arranged for a civilian job, isn’t he just glad to have his life back, and he is so grateful to see you that he kowtows and bows?”

Even if Lu Jun was killed, he would not believe it.

This is ridiculous!

Medical skills need to be proven and honed through a lot of clinical practice, especially the treatment of this kind of bruises, how can we do it just by relying on an unsourced field record?

This is not the amputation operation a month ago. At that time, Zhao Hong was hopeless. He was just a dead horse. Man, but once he is dragged down by this random burden...

Lu Jun shook his head.

He has seen this kind of cases before, and dead objects should never be picked up on living people indiscriminately! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)