Chest surgery is the most dangerous of all surgeries, and generally no one is willing to accept such a sudden invitation, and Du Feng's consent also surprised everyone.

"How can I trust you?" said the general.

Du Feng seemed to think that the general's words were funny, and he was full of doubts for himself. But this is also normal, from his point of view, he is just a foreigner who can be disposed of at any time, and it can even be understood that he wants to survive before he recklessly agrees to this operation.

At that moment, Du Feng said indifferently: "Whatever you want, you can not believe me, it doesn't matter." ”

The officer on the side was about to go crazy, but was stopped by the general and said: "This is not good, you should know the current situation, the people inside are very important to me, and I must be careful." ”

It was indeed out of prudence, it didn't matter, just listened to Du Feng's mocking smile: "You are so bold to force a doctor! If nothing else, no one here dares to do this operation, right?"

Indeed, as Du Feng said, the general was silent for a moment and said, "I'm sorry, I just talked too much." ”

"That's your wife, right?" Du Feng was not hypocritical, he said after putting down the X-ray.

Now his situation is really not good, but the situation and whether he can save people are two different things, the big deal is to tear his face and threaten the life of this general, and after letting Yang Zhen and them go, he will be able to escape.

Hearing Du Feng's words, the people around him were nervous, and the general nodded and said, "Yes, which one of them is indeed my lover." ”

"The shrapnel went in from behind, and it has forced the heart, you should know this, right?" Du Feng said.

The general nodded again in understanding.

"Let me explain first, I have had such an operation, but I can't guarantee that I can treat her, the delay is too long, and a lot of bruising has been produced, and the scattered debris around the shrapnel is not guaranteed to be cleaned. ”

"Don't talk if you can't be cured!" said a military doctor on the side.

"Alright!" the general waved his hand and finally said, "Let's get acquainted again, my name is Helhassan, and you are Mr. Du Feng, a Chinese doctor, right?"

This time it was unexpected, Hassan said in pure Chinese.

"I said, why is it so familiar, it turns out to be him?" Du Feng finally remembered who this person was, it turned out to be the famous Helhassan.

Helhassan is a well-deserved god of war in Syria! The Syrian government army was once forced to leave the capital Damascus alone to defend the empty city, and it was this young general who allowed the government army to regain its strength, turn the tide and pay for most of the lost territory, and was even hailed as the sword of Bashar!

And he has another well-known identity, that is, the younger brother of the current Syrian President Bashar al-Assad, and some of these relationships, he is transcendent in the entire military and even political spheres!

"I've heard of the name for a long time!" Du Feng shook Hassan's hand and said.

Hassan is not pretentious, and it can be seen from his sharp gaze that he is very efficient.

"How sure are you, Mr. Du?" asked Hassan.

Du Feng didn't want to hide anything, and replied directly: "Ninety percent sure can be saved, and fifty percent sure can be cleaned up." ”

Du Feng's words suddenly attracted the suspicion of many military doctors, they had studied it countless times, and it was not possible to clean it up once, but Hassan's wife's body did not allow a second operation, and Du Feng's words were like a deep water*, exploding among many military doctors.

They gathered, most of them not believing that they had misheard. It was also further determined that Du Feng was just a layman deliberately pleasing the general.

"General, you still have to think twice, this Chinese man is a liar at first glance, have you ever held a knife?" said a somewhat white-haired Russian.

This person should be a military doctor sent by Russia, and it seems that the rank and status of the military are not low, but so what? Du Feng didn't think he was any better, and he didn't care about it at all.

Hassan looked up after a moment of meditation and said, "It's okay, although I'm not as knowledgeable as my brother, I'm just a martial artist, but I trust him." ”

Hassan calmed down and said to Du Feng: "I am a layman in medicine, please tell Mr. Du in detail,"

Hassan's Chinese is very good, and the whole sentence is already very fluent except for a few tones.

The Russian military doctor on the side lowered his head, a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes, although he couldn't understand Chinese, but when he saw Hassan's attitude towards Du Feng, he still snorted coldly and said with great displeasure in his heart: What if something happens to you then!

"Mr. Du, please!" Hassan stretched out his hand, and the people around him hurriedly sent Du Feng a set of medical clothes.

After a short time of getting along with himself, Hassan has already believed that he is a foreigner who has just been crowned with extremist forces, and I don't know whether he is still saying that he is arbitrary or decisive, but when he encounters such a major event, if he can't even make this decision, then he may be delayed even more.

After Du Feng put on his clothes, the soldiers in front of him pulled up a curtain, revealing an isolated sterile room inside.

This sterile room built with plastic sheeting is simple but very professional, with no shadow lights in it and all kinds of medical equipment.

It's a big deal to move the operating room here!

"Can you be my assistant?" After a simple treatment, Du Feng said to the young nurse on the side.

"Me?" said the nurse on the side, a little overwhelmed.

Du Feng nodded: "It's very simple, just help me get what I need." ”

After that, Du Feng had already started to prepare.

"You don't even have a basic deduction research plan? Who do you think you are, do you know the location of those shrapnel, and the slightest mistake can be heart-threatening. The Russian military doctor on the side scolded and said.

This group of people, in addition to the medical skills are a little dull, more importantly, none of them are sure, after all, the scattered fragments are too close to the heart, and even the blood stasis and pressure in the heart have functional problems, and with the passage of time, it is likely to be, if this is not done well, it will kill people.

Not to mention that the wounded person is the general's wife, once he makes any mistakes, needless to say, this General Hassan, who has a heavy army, will definitely let himself drink a good pot.

The suspicion of the military doctor, how could Du Feng not know.

"You quacks, once the blood stasis compresses the heart and the blockage is completed, it's over!" Du Feng said and said to the pharmacist who had been waiting for a long time: "Prepare for anesthesia!"

The pharmacist looked back at Hassan, and when he saw Hassan, he nodded solemnly before turning around and starting to debug.

"Under general anesthesia, the anesthesia time is controlled at two hours. Du Feng said while making the final preparations.