Wife is safe, cute baby makes trouble in the world of special forces

"Director, the wound has been disinfected and the operation can be performed."

"Surgical scissors."

"Here."

"Hemostatic forceps."

"Here."

"..."

In the ward, under the bright incandescent light, several figures in white coats were busy, and Gong Jian's operation was proceeding normally.

In the end, he chose Chen Haonan's suggestion and relied on the other party's manual anesthesia instead of drug anesthesia. Most of the pain can indeed be alleviated, but there is still some residual pain, especially when he can personally see the scalpel cutting around his skin, muscles, and blood vessels... That kind of personal experience is quite a test of his psychological quality.

Fortunately, he is a soldier after all, and the pressure will not be too great, but the consumption is not small. When the operation was carried out for most of the time, his body began to tremble slightly, and beads of sweat as big as beans were hanging on his forehead.

On the side, the young female nurse kept wiping the sweat off Gong Jian's face while observing his condition. "Does it hurt? Can you hold it in? If you can't, make a sound and I'll give you an anesthetic injection?"

Gong Jian's lips were already a little pale, and he could feel his body trembling, but he shook his head firmly and said intermittently: "Yes, I can hold it in."

"Okay, if you can't hold on, just make a sound."

The nurse couldn't help but say one more word. There was no way. Seeing this, her little heart was about to burst with shock.

As a nurse, it is inevitable to contact patients and see bloody wounds, but today, it is the first time she has seen a patient who has surgery without anesthesia. Such a scene looks thrilling.

Not to mention how painful it is, the psychological pressure alone is very great.

But then again, the pain of the knife entering the flesh must be a heart-piercing pain, and the patient can bear it because of the anesthesia technique of the little boy.

It's strange, his little hand just pecked back and forth on the patient a few times, how could it have such a good effect?

Seeing this, the nurse looked at Chen Haonan with admiration.

Gong Jian nodded, said nothing, and continued to endure it, while Chen Haonan continued to stay by his side, pecking him from time to time to relieve the pain.

"Instructor, if it hurts a lot, just tell me, I'll help you clear it." Chen Haonan stayed and observed Gong Jian.

"Okay... it's okay." Gong Jian squeezed out a sentence and gritted his teeth and continued to endure it.

After a long time, Director Mu suddenly looked at Gong Jian and said seriously, "The last wound has been sutured, can you hold on?"

Gong Jian raised his eyes with difficulty and looked at Chen Haonan, who was holding his little head on the side. Although he didn't say anything, his eyes were like a sick child looking at his father.

Chen Haonan nodded directly, "You have to hold on even if you can't. Otherwise, all your efforts will be wasted. However, if you want to give up, I won't stop you."

"No." Gong Jian shook his head firmly, "Doctor, continue..."

Five minutes later, the operation ended perfectly, and at the last moment, Gong Jian could finally relax and fell into a deep sleep.

Director Mu breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and looked at the small Chen Haonan, rubbing his hands, and finally asked tentatively: "Well, can you teach me those tricks of yours?"

The whole process of the experiment was considered a success, but it was also due to Chen Haonan's anesthesia technique, especially the previous hemostasis technique, which was very useful. In the end, Gong Jian didn't get too much damage.

As a doctor, Mu Weimin naturally knew the relationship between them. It was also because of this that he was curious about Chen Hao's witch doctor technique. If he could learn a few tricks, he might be able to save more people in the future without leaving sequelae to the patients.

The studious Mu Weimin put aside his status and asked to learn.

Chen Haonan glanced at him, "Old man, I advise you to be kind. Do you know what this lost traditional craft represents? You have to kneel down to me and call me master."

Fuck, master... Mu Weimin was stunned, and quickly imagined himself kneeling in front of a little kid's feet.

What's the big deal about an old man kneeling down to a child? Can you call him master?

Mu Weimin smiled bitterly, "Forget it, forget it, I can't afford to lose face. I'm retired and I'm just rehiring an old cadre. But where did you learn it?"

"By the way, you don't look like a child. Is it because of this traditional craft?"

"You old frivolous man." Chen Haonan cursed angrily, "Okay, I'm going out to find a wife, I won't talk nonsense with you."

After that, he pushed the door and left, leaving Mu Weimin helpless.

"He's obviously a little kid, how can he know so much?" Looking at Chen Haonan's small figure, Mu Weimin was still in shock, and even a little bit hard to accept why the other party gave him such an unreal feeling.

"Director, listening to the tone of his voice and the way he does things, I don't think he looks like a child, but heHe is only 9 years old, but he looks like a younger brother. "The young nurse kept her eyes on Chen Haonan until he left.

Mu Weimin shook his head helplessly, "It is impossible to measure this little guy with normal people's standards. He has unimaginable secrets."

Mu Weimin was even more helpless, and even felt sorry for the witch doctor's method.

If it weren't for the fact that the guy was still a child, he would also want to learn from him, but the other party was just a child, and he couldn't open his mouth to ask for a master...

Chen Haonan took off his white coat that looked like a quilt and walked out of the operating room, but as soon as he came out, he was shocked by the scene in front of him.

Oh my god, there are Jackie Chan standing outside, no, reporters who look like Jackie Chan...

The corridor, which was not very spacious to begin with, was already crowded with dozens of people. Those people were reporters holding filming equipment. These people, just now He had seen it on the way here.

Unexpectedly, these guys actually followed here to join in the fun, they are really thoughtful.

Chen Haonan swept his eyes across the crowd and began to look for An Ran. At this time, a slightly taller guy grabbed An Ran and asked him questions.

"How is the child inside? I heard that he blocked the knife for the soldier. He was only eight or nine years old. It's really amazing. What a positive image. Please accept the interview. I am the director of general affairs, not a reporter. My name is Chen Tao. This is my ID. I happened to be doing business nearby. Haha, I heard about this incident and I was a little excited. "

An Ran's body trembled slightly, and she was startled by the other party's introduction. The general affairs director was attracted here?

General Affairs, that is a powerful department, responsible for all the ideological and political issues of the soldiers, taking over military diplomacy, news, etc. Anyway, if you are passionate and want to be a special force soldier, want good treatment and fast promotion, the fastest way is to go to General Affairs.

Such a small matter today actually alarmed such a big shot?

Seeing that An Ran didn't speak, Chen Tao smiled again: "Many people say that I look like Jackie Chan. These two are my assistants."

As he said, he pointed to the two young women with slender waists on the left and right, wearing black suits and black stockings.

"Haha, don't be nervous, I've read several headlines. He is simply a little hero of the times. He has brought the glorious image of a soldier to the extreme, and mobilized many children to drive away the Internet celebrities. However, I am a little surprised. Didn't he get stabbed? Can he stand up and save himself?"