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appendicitis?

Wang Dali was shocked, Nima, this disease is going to be operated on!

In places like primitive tribes, where medical conditions are so inadequate, a small appendicitis can kill you!

Xiu'er shuddered when she heard the three words appendicitis.

"Ouba, I know that this appendicitis can't be cured without surgery," Xiu'er said quickly.

"I know!"

Wang Dali nodded and said to Benson, "I said, buddy, why don't you operate on the patient? Are you not an explorer?"

Benson smiled bitterly and spread his hands: "You said, I'm just an explorer, I'm not a master, let alone medicine. At best, I can only help a little outdoors, leaving my stomach broken and removing my appendix. There is still a long way to go before the operation. I don't have the slightest confidence at all. Instead of killing the old patriarch directly, I might as well let me commit suicide!"

"Well, hurry up and lead the way!"

Wang Dali’s face was as black as the bottom of the pot, Nima, the priestess Aya expected to have an appendicitis operation for an outsider?

This is too high to look at yourself, brother, a college student in the Department of Finance, how can I understand appendectomy? At best, he knows a little about elementary field-field rescue, which is far from the level of surgery.

However, at this time, it is never good to refuse.

The group soon came to the rear of the tribe.

In front of a large wooden house, there are already full of people. It seems that there are nearly a thousand people, old and young, men and women, all with anxious and painful faces, but more despair.

In the wooden house, the torch was lit, the fire was bright, and the painful grunt came out, making people thrilled.

Under the leadership of the priest Aya, Wang Dali quickly entered the house and came to the bed.

The old patriarch of the Crescent Moon Tribe was enduring tremendous pain, holding his right lower abdomen with his hands.

"Priest Aya, let the unrelated people go out, Xiu'er, Benson and you stay behind!" Wang Dali hurriedly said.

"I see!"

Priest Aya waved his hand, and no one waited obediently to retreat.

Wang Dali stepped forward and pressed the old patriarch's belly to confirm carefully.

"Everyone, who is a surgeon? In other words, is it acute appendicitis?" Wang Dali now only hopes the vast online audience.

"Preliminary estimate is that it is an acute appendix——"

"Yes, the place you pressed is exactly where the appendix is, and the patient is in pain--"

"The preliminary confirmation is yes, the operation must be done as soon as possible, otherwise it will be dangerous—"

Wang Dali breathed a sigh of relief. The online audience still has a lot of power. When it's critical, they have to come out.

"It is acute appendicitis and must be operated on immediately. Order to go down. Prepare boiling hot water, strong alcohol, sharp knives, scissors, and clean linen."

Wang Dali paused, swallowed, and hesitated, "Is it all there?"

"Both!" Priest Aya waved his hand quickly, and Benson immediately brought up something, all of which were surgical artifacts.

"It's dangerous without antibiotics!" Benson has all the thoughts he wants to cry.

"I have a way!"

Wang Dali took out a rhino leather bag, poured out a cup of Prussian giant crocodile blood, and let the old patriarch drink it.

"Are there any narcotics?"

Wang Dali said suddenly.

"Yes, it's just a kind of neurotoxic poison. It can be used as anesthetic when used in small amounts, but if you use too much, you will die!" Benson said.

"Then do it quickly and anaesthetize the patient!" Wang Dali said.

"OK, don't blame me for the overdose!" Benson smiled bitterly, tremblingly, soaked with poison with bone spurs, pierced the old patriarch's right lower abdomen, and injected the poison near the appendix.

After a while, the old patriarch's pain eased.

"Success!" Benson sighed.

Wang Dali took a deep breath and said, "Well, I'm going to start the operation. Hold the patient and don't let him move!"

"OK!"

Wang Dali picked up the knife, roasted it on the fire for a while, and quickly cut it.

Xiu'er saw the blood shooting out from the side, and couldn't help turning around and vomiting.

"Xiu'er, you go out to see how the hot water is going, and bring it in later!" Wang Dali said, keeping his hands on him, and if he had a divine help, he would quickly find the appendix.

Good guy, this thing has turned black and drained.

Wang Dali hesitated for a moment, and cut quickly.

"Man, stitching is the key!" Benson handed over a gut thread, which had been tied with a fishbone.

"Are you all ready!" Wang Dali was surprised.

"The old patriarch’s appendicitis has occurred some time ago, but no one has the operation, and no one has the technique. I have not tried it, so I can only stare, but I have considered the preparation for the operation!"

Wang Dali quickly sutured the incision of the appendix.

"Are there antibiotics?" Wang Dali said.

"Man, stop teasing, how could there be such a thing?" Benson smiled bitterly.

"It seems I have to use my method!"

Wang Dali put a little blood from the Prussian giant crocodile on the stitched wound, and then let the old patriarch who endured the pain take a few sips. Only for a while, the old patriarch's whole body became hot.

Wang Dali's eyes were sharp, and he had already seen the slightest part of the wound, which was slowly healing.

"It's done!"

Wang Dali was pleasantly surprised. It is worthy of being the essence of extraordinary life. Speeding healing is not covered. This old patriarch should be able to save his life!

Everything is settled down, and Skyrim is already white.

"Man, is this a success?" Benson was a little weird.

"Well, it was successful. As long as you survive the infection, you can save your life!" Wang Dali said.

"What can I do, there are no antibiotics!" Benson was distressed.

"Don't worry, let him drink the blood of the Prussian giant crocodile every half an hour. There is a super anti-biotic factor in it. I can 100% guarantee that his life will be saved!"

Wang Dali patted Benson on the shoulder, then turned and walked out of the patriarch's wooden house.

"Thank you so much!" Priest Aya thanked him somehow.

"No, saving people is a kind act!" Wang Dali waved his hand, he was afraid. If it hadn't been for the two highly skilled surgeons who had given him on-site guidance through God's system just now, I was afraid that the operation would have been bad.

"Priest Aya, how are the survivors captured by the Eclipse Tribe?" Wang Lili said.

"I'm sorry!" Priest Aya shook his head and sighed: "Just got the news, they will be offered as tribute to the dominator today!"

"What, just today?!" Wang Dali was surprised.

"Yes, just today, if you set off now, you should be able to catch up to watch them get eaten!"

"Fake oil!" Wang Dali wanted to scold his mother fiercely! ,, ..