The strongest porter in the last days

Chapter 101 Surgeon
Zhang Zhen hugged her waist and said to the savage girl who was staring at her: "Follow me, you'd better be obedient."

The muzzle of Qiuqiu kept aiming at her, and the savage girl touched the collar on her neck and gritted her teeth.

Hu Hai picked up bananas and canned meat from the ground and hurriedly followed Zhang Zhen, carefully guarding against the savage girl.

Zhang Zhen hurriedly carried the savage girl into the villa and put it on the table in the hall. Qiuqiu walked in with the collared girl behind him. He parked the tomahawk in the garage and closed the door.

"Old Hu, do we have medical treatment equipment?" Zhang Zhen was at a loss when he looked at the comatose wounded man who was still bleeding.

Hu Haidao: "My lord, we haven't purchased medical equipment yet, but Shelley's optical brain can scan the human body and should be able to check for injuries."

"Go up and move down." Zhang Zhen instructed Xiang Hu Hai, while he walked to the bathroom on the first floor, fetched a basin of water and took two towels out.

The upper body of the girl was a leather bust that just covered her chest. The gunshot wound was near the left chest. Zhang Zhen wiped the blood with a towel. With no experience in wound treatment, he didn't know what to do when facing the gunshot wound. Clean up the wound first, stop the bleeding first and then think of a solution.

Hu Hai hurriedly carried the optical brain down and placed it in front of the table. Under Zhang Zhen's order, he turned on the optical brain and began to scan the body of the injured savage girl.

A green light curtain was projected on the girl's body, and a scan pattern similar to CT gradually appeared on the phantom screen of the light brain.

Although Zhang Zhen didn't understand medicine, he could see from the dynamic scan that the injury was serious and even more dangerous. The bullet almost hit the heart.

Hu Hai looked at the data and said in surprise: "My lord, this girl won't last long, she must take out the bullet immediately and stop the bleeding to drain the blood from her chest."

Zhang Zhen glanced at the time and it was still close to dawn. Bafang Town didn't open until seven in the morning. He frowned and said, "I don't know medical skills. What can you do?"

Hu Hai looked at the various data displayed by the optical brain, hesitated, and said: "Master, Hu Hai doesn't understand, but from the data of the optical brain, we only need to take out the warhead and suture the damaged blood vessels to stop the bleeding. Multiple functions, but Qiuqiu is not a medical robot and will not perform surgery autonomously."

"Can you do it manually?" Zhang Zhen asked.

Hu Hai nodded and said: "Yes, it's not a problem to take out the bullet, and it's easy to draw blood. For sutures, we may try laser minimally invasive surgery, but we don't have much experience in manipulation..."

Zhang Zhen carried Qiuqiu onto the table, turned on the green shield and started the manual control mode, "I can only take a risk, watch out for that savage."

"Yes, my lord." Hu Hai hurriedly raised his left hand to open the green shield, staring nervously at the savage girl crouching at the stairs.

"The situation is special, it's not that I'm being rude."

Zhang Zhen said softly, and cut open the girl's animal skin bust with the knife of the ball robot, and the tightly bound animal skin popped out, revealing the blood-stained but extremely elastic blood peak.

"So it's different here." Zhang Zhen muttered, he didn't mean anything obscene, it's just that the two savage girls look exactly the same, the only difference is the size of their breasts.

I felt something was wrong when I was trapping it before, but now I remembered that the first time I saw it was indeed a savage girl who was injured in front of her, and her breasts were quite large...

He carefully wiped the blood on the edge of the wound with a towel, then he took a breath and looked at the ball so that Qiuqiu stretched out an extremely fine claw tool.

When he moved the claws to the wound, his nervous palms were sweating. The optical brain could display the situation in the wound and the movement of the claws in real time, but it was not as easy as Zhang Zhen thought, and his slight mistake , is likely to hurt the heart.

Staring at the phantom screen of the optical brain and digging in the claws bit by bit, I feel sweat on my forehead, and I finally understand why there is always someone who has to wipe the sweat of the doctor who performs the operation. This is not just due to physical strength Sweating is caused by extreme mental stress.

Holding his breath, he lowered the talons close to his heart little by little, and finally reached the warhead without any risk. He took a light breath without daring to exhale, carefully opened the claws, grabbed the bullet, and pulled it out gently. , Puff, on the phantom screen, when the bullet was taken away, a handful of snow blood spurted out.

Zhang Zhen's heart pounded, and he almost nervously clicked the wrong control interface. Seeing that the bleeding was getting faster, he quickly pulled out the bullet.

After exhaling, he quickly replaced Qiuqiu with blood-sucking tools. Qiuqiu can repair machinery, such as battleships, aircraft and other high-level precision parts.

A micro-pump penetrated the chest cavity from the gun wound, and soon the blood was pumped out and flowed into the basin on the side, as if a continuous stream of water was being released.

Zhang Zhen wasn't dizzy with blood, but at this moment he felt chest tightness and dizziness. A person's chest was pumping blood like watering a field. The scalp of the person watching this scene was numb.

The blood-filled chest in the phantom screen finally cleared up. Zhang Zhen hurriedly retracted the micro-pump and inserted the micro-laser gun into it.

I have heard of laser hemostasis, and it is also used in reality. Zhang Zhen asked Hu Hai for data adjustment.

Hu Hai was always afraid of the savage girl's movement and stared nervously. Zhang Zhen's startled finger poked the control function, and an electric light gushed out of the electric shock collar instantly.

The savage girl roared instantly, her hands forming claws and roaring at Hu Hai angrily.

"Yes...I'm sorry, I..." Hu Hai hurriedly apologized.

Zhang Zhen roared: "Leave her alone, hurry up, she is still bleeding, and her vital signs are about to disappear."

"My... my lord, use the optical brain to check the medical encyclopedia, and there are instructions for laser equipment." Hu Hai hurriedly replied, he had never used it, so he didn't know what kind of data it was.

Damn, what a mess.Zhang Zhen knew it would be like this, so he went to find it directly, so he hurriedly asked the optical brain to check the technical information of laser hemostasis.

Fortunately, the optical brain operates at a terrifyingly fast speed, and the data of the laser surgery is displayed as soon as the words are finished.

Zhang Zhen locked the data and hurriedly adjusted the laser gun of the ball. He forcefully kept himself calm while the optical brain was constantly warning of the danger of life signs, and stretched the laser gun in. Beads of sweat on his forehead had already begun to fall, and he carefully manipulated the laser gun to burn and bleed. blood vessels to coagulate.

Seeing that the light brain indicated that all the bleeding parts had disappeared, he hurriedly retracted the laser gun and started pumping the accumulated blood, but the heart rate of the savage girl was getting lower and lower, and it was about to disappear in a straight line.

Zhang Zhen hurriedly opened the savage girl's mouth to prepare for artificial respiration. When he got closer, he realized that the smell was even more terrifying than that of the old smoker. Then he remembered the last time the savage girl ate the mutated wild beast raw, and nearly vomited it out.

He frowned, closed his eyes and held his breath, moved his mouth up, and delivered oxygen one mouthful after another.

Seeing that the blood was drained, he took the ball back and put it on the ground, and he was busy doing cardiopulmonary resuscitation. He still knows this kind of conventional treatment methods. Now that's all he can do. The bullet was taken out, the blood stopped, and the blood Smoked, if you still can't save it, then you can only try your best.

While doing it, I looked at the data of the optical brain, and finally after several times of cardiopulmonary resuscitation, my heart rate recovered and my breathing began to recover, which was temporarily pulled back from the death line.

Zhang Zhen stood up exhausted, watched his heart rate gradually rise, and smiled knowingly: "I didn't expect to be a surgeon."

(End of this chapter)