The warmth of the sun was pleasant to humans, but now the sun-induced warming was killing the minke whale, and the heat was accelerating the process of inflammation of the wound, and it would not survive for a few days if it did not return to the sea without removing the harpoon that had broken in the wound.

During the examination, Zhang Zi'an had already faintly smelled the rancid smell from the wound, coupled with the yellowing abscess on the edge of the wound, and a lot of sand mixed in with the friction of the beach, the situation was not optimistic.

"How do you take it out?" Lao Huang looked at the hideous wound on the minke whale's body, and was a little frightened.

"I went back to the car to look for tools, and you continued to pour water on it, especially to wash the sand off the wound with water. Zhang Zi'an commanded.

Lao Huang and Xiao Zhi did as they were told, pouring boxes of cold sea water on the minke whale's wounds, washing away the sand and mud from the flesh.

The minke whale seems to enjoy the feeling of the sea rushing against the wound, gently shaking its tail fin from side to side.

Zhang Zi'an rummaged through Wuling Shenguang's spare tools, but didn't find anything too useful, and finally returned to the minke whale with only a pair of pliers and a pair of rubber gloves.

"Lao Huang, do you have a lighter?" he asked. He doesn't smoke and doesn't carry a lighter with him.

"Yes. Lao Huang took out a very delicate lighter, and before handing it to Zhang Zi'an, he lit a cigarette and took a puff comfortably, "Brother, don't you want a cigarette?" ”

"Dad! You smoke secretly again! Look at me when I go home and tell my mother!" Xiao Zhi crossed his waist and looked angry.

"Don't! Xiao Zhi, Dad will smoke one!" Old Huang smiled and accompanied him carefully, "I'll buy you a toy gun when I get back!"

Zhang Zi'an took the lighter, tried to light it, and found that it was windproof, even if the strong sea breeze did not blow out, so he took out the key from his pocket again.

He has a versatile Swiss Army knife hanging from his keychain, which is convenient for opening delivery boxes, but it can come in handy at this time.

"Xiao Zhi, Lao Huang, you guys retreat a little. He waved.

Lao Huang looked at him suspiciously while smoking, "Brother, what do you want to ......?"

Zhang Zi'an put on rubber gloves, which were prepared for wild mining at the beach, because many creatures may be poisonous, and he tried to avoid picking them up directly by hand.

He lit the lighter again with a snap, and placed the knife in the Swiss Army knife across the orange flame, explaining in his mouth: "The harpoon has barbs, and its flesh is hooked inside, and the wound must be cut open a little more before the harpoon can be removed...... But this process must be painful, and I am afraid that it will hurt you by struggling under severe pain, so I will let you stand back. ”

When Lao Huang heard this, he hurriedly pulled Xiao Zhi back to the edge of the reef, "Brother, you have to be careful yourself!"

Zhang Zi'an nodded, "I will." ”

To be honest, he doesn't have much confidence in his heart, if it is to treat the wounds of kittens and dogs, it is fine, even if they struggle, it is just a few scratches on their bodies, but in the face of this half-adult whale weighing almost three tons, he is also uneasy, because as long as it rolls over and presses him, it can definitely squeeze out his......

When it came time to operate on it, he had to brace himself 120 points and be ready to retreat at any time.

Zhang Zi'an disinfected the front and back of the knife with flames repeatedly, squatted next to the minke whale's head, and said to it: "You are injured, I am going to take out the things that hurt you now, this process will be very painful, but this is to help you, can you hold on?"

When he spoke, he stared intently at the eyes of the minke whale, pressed his palm against its skin, and looked very serious, which made Lao Huang and Xiao Zhi, father and son, who were onlookers, murmur in their hearts, thinking that he was playing the piano to the cow.

But Zhang Zi'an can feel that this minke whale is a smart animal, although its intelligence may only be equivalent to that of an infant compared to a human, but even an infant can feel the kindness of others.

Whales are not cold-blooded, but mammals like humans, and have a large brain, which gives them intelligence more than any other animal.

The eyes of the minke whale were also on him.

Whales have poor eyesight, but they can still see clearly at such a close distance.

Zhang Zi'an said the same thing several times, the knife had been baked a dark red, and the heat was transmitted to the handle, almost making him unable to hold it.

The minke whale didn't respond, he wasn't sure if it understood, but he couldn't drag it out any longer.

So he extinguished the lighter, threw it back to Lao Huang, held the edge of the minke whale's wound with his left hand, observed the direction of the harpoon, turned his heart sideways, and the knife in his right hand slashed down where he thought the barb was buried.

The harpoon stabbed it not very recently, some of the muscles have grown back together, and the tip of the harpoon with barbs is buried in the flesh, and if it does not cut the meat first, it pulls the harpoon directly out, even if it has an iron will, it will not be able to bear it.

When a doctor is ruthless, the more hesitant he is, the more pain he will bring to the patient.

Zhang Zi'an slashed down, the flesh was cut, and blood immediately gushed out, and at the same time, he quickly retreated to prevent it from struggling.

The minke whale was so painful that it slapped the water with its tail fin, splashing more than a person high, and its pointed and flat head rubbed a fan-shaped arc left and right on the beach, which showed the intensity of the pain.

However, even in such pain, its body did not move much, and its pectoral and dorsal fins only flickered twice, and then they kept shaking.

Blood poured out of the wound and trickled down its skin, soon staining a small patch of sand.

Zhang Zi'an waited for a few seconds, and saw that it did not struggle and resist particularly violently, so he carefully walked back to the side.

Because the blood did not stop flowing, the situation in the depths of the wound could not be seen clearly, and it was best for someone to help wash off the dirty blood with water at this time, but Lao Huang and Xiao Zhi, father and son, were all too frightened to approach.

With the knife just now, he seemed to feel the tip of the knife touching something hard, hindered by the advance, it should not be the bone of a minke whale.

He grabbed the severed handle of the harpoon with his pliers and tried to pull it out, but he could feel that the harpoon was loose.

The minke whale struggled even more violently, and its whole body trembled.

Zhang Zi'an had to be a dead horse as a live horse doctor, and used the greatest strength to pull out the broken handle!

Burst!

The harpoon's handle was pulled out of the wound, and a string of crystal round beads of blood formed an arc in the sunlight.

Zhang Zi'an exerted too much force, lost his balance, staggered a few steps and fell on the beach, and the bloody harpoon was also stuck diagonally into the sand.

The minke whale was so painful that it slapped its head and tail fin on the sand and water, and its body convulsed spasmodically, and a strong air flow erupted from the nostrils above its head, blowing up a patch of sand and almost blinding Zhang Zi'an.

For a moment, Zhang Zi'an really thought that it might die of pain, but after a few seconds, it gradually stopped struggling and became calm, and the bleeding was not as violent as just now, but it still did not stop.

Zhang Zi'an stood up again and observed the wound.

Although the harpoon was pulled out, the wound had to stop bleeding immediately, otherwise the minke whale would be very weak and would not last long.

But how do you stop the bleeding?

But the wound is so big that it takes a 40-meter-long knife......

His gaze wandered around, and finally landed on the kite that Xiao Zhi and Lao Huang, father and son threw aside, and the long, sturdy kite string coiled around the H-shaped crutch.

"Xiaozhi, borrow your kite and use it. He raised his voice.

The father and son were so frightened by the thrilling scene just now that their faces were so pale that they couldn't speak.

"Wind ...... Kites?" Xiao Zhi's lips trembled, "Uncle, what do you want kites?"

Zhang Zi'an didn't have time to correct whether it was "brother" and not "uncle", and explained: "As long as the kite string is fine, use the kite string to stitch up its wound." ”

Lao Huang and Xiao Zhi looked at each other, clearly saying in their hearts: This is okay?

Xiao Zhi wanted to send the kite to Zhang Zi'an, but was held down by Lao Huang, who was afraid that he would be in danger, so he trotted to put the kite and kite crutch next to Zhang Zi'an, and quickly retreated.

"Even if it's wired, but what if there is no needle?" asked Lao Huang.

Zhang Zi'an cut the kite string with a Swiss army knife, put the goldfish kite aside, rubbed it with his hands, knowing that the kite string was cotton thread, and used cotton thread to stitch up the wound, even if the cotton thread grew in the flesh, it didn't matter.

He took off the keyring, clamped one end with large pliers, and then clamped the other end with the small pliers that came with the Swiss Army knife, and pulled his arms hard to pull the round keyring into an arc, and said, "Isn't there a needle?"

Lao Huang groaned in his heart, and volunteered: "I'll help you straighten." ”

"There is no need to straighten, and the needles used for surgery are curved, which makes it easier to suture. Zhang Zi'an compared the two ends of the keyring, chose one that was sharper, and sharpened it a few times on the nail clippers of the Swiss Army Knife to sharpen it more sharply, and then tied the kite string to the other end.

Lao Huanggan stood embarrassed and wanted to help, but he really couldn't find a place to help.

Zhang Zi'an saw his embarrassment sideways, and just as he really needed help, he signaled: "Lao Huang, you hold the kite crutch, I will stitch the minke whale, you give me the thread, pay attention not to get sand particles on the line." ”

"Good. Lao Huang Yiyan picked up the crutches and stood by at a safe distance a few steps away.

Xiao Zhi also ran over and stood with his father, using his fingers to remove every grain of sand from the kite line.

Zhang Zi'an used a lighter to grill the key ring a little to sterilize, and also disinfected the small pliers of the Swiss Army knife, because the skin of the whale is very thick and strong, and he uses his fingers to pinch the needle to stitch the thread, one is unhygienic, and the other is that the strength of the finger is difficult to penetrate the whale's skin, so he has to use small pliers to hold the needle to stitch the wound.

Before he could do anything, he crouched down next to the minke whale's head again, stared at its eyes as intently as before, and said seriously: "I know you can understand, you did a good job just now, now, hold on a little longer, okay?"