However, that kind of situation will only appear in people who need to work with high reaction speed, and it will only happen if they use anesthetics many times and in large doses, the chief surgeon looked at Zhang Han's various scars all over his chest, and recognized the robbery injuries at a glance, and made sure that he was not joking, this is definitely a soldier, but where is there a battlefield now, isn't it a peaceful era, but I didn't dare to ask about this.

"Haven't you used anesthetics before?"

Zhang Han nodded, the chief surgeon was shocked, if this is the case, only this kind of person is qualified to be called an iron-blooded soldier!

"And how did you make it through?"

Zhang Han smiled, "Want to know?" ”

Anesthesia and the chief surgeon nodded, if he really has any way, or because of his special physique, he can resist this severe pain, this will be a big discovery in the medical community, in case of luck to research something, fame and fortune flowers applause are naturally indispensable.

A few nurses also surrounded curiously, Zhang Han said,

"Smoke."

"Smoke?"

The anesthesiologist looked at the chief surgeon and then at Zhang Han, "The effect of nicotine is not enough to fight that pain, right?" ”

"Don't believe me? You can try, anyway, I will never let you inject anesthetics into me. ”

The chief surgeon looked at the anesthesia, nodded and said, "Okay!" But it's very dangerous, and I hope you can be prepared, because I've never seen anyone who can survive a thoracotomy without anesthetics. ”

"Let's start, I'm going to take a break when I'm done."

The anesthesiologist took Zhang Han's cigarette, handed him one, and secretly kept another one in his pocket, he probably thought that there was something greasy in the cigarette, how could this little action escape Zhang Han's eyes, but he didn't say anything.

The anesthesiologist puts the narcotic drugs ready and puts them aside and can be injected at any time in case of an accident.

The chief surgeon took a deep breath, it was the first time he had done this kind of thing, and he was a little nervous, but Zhang Han was quite relaxed, lying on his back and staring at the ceiling, the big shadowless lamp in the sterile operating room was like a mushroom on top of his head.

The chief surgeon took the scalpel, took one last look at Zhang Han, picked up the scalpel, and prepared to cut it according to the dotted line drawn in advance.

The skin was cut a thin line, blood suddenly flowed out, the nurse next to him hurriedly wiped it with gauze, the chief knife looked at Zhang Han's expression again, he just took a puff of cigarette, and there was no other reaction, but this did not mean that he didn't feel pain, because the chief surgeon judged from the feeling that Zhang Han's muscles were tense all over his body, which was the most primitive reaction of human beings to fight pain, and the state was also very bad, his breathing was disorderly, and he was definitely suffering from unimaginable pain for ordinary people, but it was almost a miracle to be able to do it without changing his color.

After less than ten minutes, Zhang Han's whole body slowly relaxed, and he seemed to fully accept the pain, and his muscles were very relaxed, indicating that his body's confrontation with the pain was over.

An hour later, the lights in the operating room went out, Zhang Han was pushed out, and several quiet people hurriedly surrounded him.

"How's the doctor?"

The surgeon wiped the sweat from his forehead, it wasn't the first day he had operated on someone, but this time he was even more nervous than the first time.

"The surgery was very successful."

Zhang Han raised his slightly pale face, "Hehe, if he messes up this little operation, he doesn't have to mess around in the first hospital, he just goes home to serve his wife." ”

Baohua looked at him incredulously, "Doctor, why is this guy awake?" ”

Following behind, the anesthesiologist, who paid close attention throughout the whole process, came over with the prepared anesthetic in his hand, but he didn't expect to use a drop.

"This comrade of the municipal bureau really made me, a doctor who has been an anesthesiologist for more than ten years, feel incredible, he actually completed the entire operation without injecting anesthetics."

Zhang Han said, "That cigarette is what I asked you to smoke, but you may be disappointed, because it is just a very ordinary cigarette, and in addition to nicotine is tar." ”

The anesthesiologist was a little embarrassed, snuck his hand into his pocket, crushed the cigarette, and threw it into the trash can next to him.

In order to resolve the embarrassment, the chief knife took off his mask and said, "Yes, it's the first time I've been so nervous, and I really didn't expect that human willpower can fight against such a severe pain." ”

Yu Hai looked at Zhang Han in disbelief, as if looking at a monster, "What? Didn't do anesthesia! The last time I had hemorrhoids, it hurt to die or live, and you were cut by a knife like this, and you didn't need anesthesia? ”

"Hahaha......"

Everyone laughed loudly, and the little nurses in the back also covered their mouths and snickered, and after laughing, they hid behind the main knife and pointed at Zhang Han, and they were still blushing as they talked, and they didn't know where the topic was.

"Take me to the ward, I want to rest."

A few minutes later, in the ward on the 7th floor of the inpatient department of the city's First People's Hospital, Zhang Han was arranged in a single room because it was a person sent by the city bureau and there were more beds.

Originally, the anesthesia and the chief surgeon were worried that he might be in pain for a few hours and would never be able to sleep, but they were surprised to find that this guy just lay down and fell asleep, as if the knife was prescribed for someone else, and it had nothing to do with him at all.

At eleven o'clock in the morning, he quietly stayed next to Zhang Han, looking at his sleeping face motionless, his eyes as clear as jewels moving, and the scene when Zhang Han was seriously injured for himself kept flashing in his mind.

Women love fantasy, this point goes down to the common people, up to the princess and queen, there is no exception, but very few people can really meet their true destiny in the life of a white horse, but once they do, they are destined to fall into the middle of right and wrong, like drug addiction.

Quiet is not a particularly mature woman, she is only 26 years old, but she has already considered her future, that is, either she will not marry, if she wants to marry, she must marry a man who she will fall in love with with all her heart, and never want the kind of marriage-style love for the sake of marriage, she would rather love vigorously, and then be as fleeting as a meteor, and not have a lifetime of nightmares with someone she doesn't love.

Looking at Zhang Han's annoying and cute face, quiet and slowly flushed, she knew what was wrong with her, and when she lowered her head and buried her head in the sheets, the bed board was pounded.

"Bang ......"

"How can this be, how can I fall in love with such a bastard! You have to be sensible when you are quiet, and you can't ruin a lifetime of happiness on impulse. ”

Suddenly stood up and was about to leave, just turned around, and saw Yu Hai standing there with a mouth full of oil at some point, and a few lunch boxes on his mobile phone.

"Ann...... Sister An, I'm ...... I didn't hear anything, the meal came back, put it here for you, I'll go first. ”

Yu Hai hurriedly put down the lunch box and turned around and ran, quietly chasing after him and yelling,

"If you dare to say a word, I will let you die a good death!"