Looking at the heartbeat and blood pressure on the monitor, fluctuating up and down from time to time, the people in the entire operating room also had a tight heartbeat and a loose heartbeat.

Dr. Wang and another surgeon were constantly threading needles and suturing with both hands, and then another person helped to cut the threads to align the muscularis of the skin, etc., sewing the myomescularis of the peritoneum and the skin layer by layer, and the beads of sweat on the top of the head slipped down the forehead from the hairline one by one.

The nurse on standby finally came in handy at this time, using pieces of sterile gauze to carefully wipe the sweat beads on the foreheads of the two old experts, so as not to let those sweat beads drip into the wound field, and to avoid sweat from blurring their eyes.

The two experts paid full attention to the movements in their hands, allowing the nurse to gently wipe the sweat beads from their foreheads, at this time, they had no time to distract from other things, because they both understood that now they were almost competing with death, and only racing against time to complete the operation as soon as possible.

Xu Ze continuously poured bioelectric energy into the prophet's chest, looked at the fluctuating heartbeat and blood pressure, and finally looked at the nurse on the side again and said in a deep voice: "Increase the oxygen flow...... Raising the supply of pilgrimage"

"Yes!" The nurse responded, and then unscrewed the oxygen supply switch neatly, adjusting the oxygen flow to more than four liters, and the bubbles in the humidification bottle began to boil at an accelerated rate, making a rapid popping sound of "Brubu".

With the enhanced supply of oxygen, as well as Xu Ze's bioelectric energy, it kept pouring into the heart, and finally the heartbeat and blood pressure on the monitor began to stabilize gradually, and at this time, Dr. Wang and the other doctor, after cutting the last thread, also breathed a long sigh of relief, while carefully covering the gauze dressing, while saying in a deep voice: "The operation is complete......

Seeing that the surgical wound in the abdomen had been successfully sutured, Xu Ze also breathed a sigh of relief, as long as it was solved here, then there should be no major problems.

"Drugs to increase blood volume expansion, and add naloxone to protect ......" Seeing that Wang Da and they had stopped their movements and completed all the work, Xu Ze explained again.

Seeing that the medicine had been slowly infused into the prophet's body, and the blood pressure and heartbeat had stabilized, Xu Ze slowly reduced the input of bioelectric energy, and after seeing that the heartbeat and blood pressure seemed to be still stable, it took a few minutes for Xu Ze to completely withdraw the ox electric energy.

Dr. Wang and the others next to him saw that Xu Ze still had a serious face, and they all knew that although the situation in front of them was quite stable, they were only afraid that they would pass the dangerous period, and the situation was only afraid that it might deteriorate at any time. (Set sail update group to provide text, super doctor bar debut)

After continuing to wait for a few minutes, seeing that there was still no problem with his heartbeat and blood pressure, Xu Ze slowly withdrew his hand and said with a slow smile: "Okay, the operation was successful, you have worked hard......

Hearing Xu Ze's words, everyone only felt relieved, their faces showed a look of excitement, and they cheered in a low voice.

Outside the tent, as the onlookers had gloomy faces, and from time to time they glanced fearfully at the chiefs and native soldiers on the other side; The chief gradually noticed that something was wrong, and his face became gloomy, and he couldn't help glaring at the sneaky doctors fiercely.

Being glared at by this chief so fiercely, several doctors were so frightened that their hearts trembled, especially this Doctor Jiang, who was originally quite handsome, turned pale with fright, but cursed in a trembling voice: ", now it's okay" It seems that we are really in trouble this time, and we are all ......

The doctors next to him were all nervous at this time, but they were not interested in paying attention to what Dr. Jiang said, but they were all worried, hoping that the escort team would not make any mistakes.

Just when everyone was nervous, there was a faint burst of cheers from inside the tent. Hearing this cheer, everyone was stunned and said secretly: "Did you succeed?" ”

All of them still can't believe it, is this surgery with a success rate of 10% at most really successful?

"Impossible? It is absolutely impossible to succeed......" At this time, only this Doctor Jiang still had a gloomy face, and said in disbelief: "Absolutely impossible......"

Everyone looked at him, and then they all looked at the door of the tent, and the time was not short, and no matter what, there should be news soon.

Finally, the curtain of the tent was lifted, and then a nurse slowly escorted a cart and slowly withdrew, and then a nurse behind also protected the infusion stand at the back of the cart, and the two pushed the cart out together, while Xu Ze and others followed behind, but at this time there was an obvious look of relaxation and joy. (Set sail update group to provide text, super doctor bar debut)

"Succeeded? It really worked......" Everyone cheered in unison, and then they all rushed over, leaving Dr. Jiang standing there alone, looking incredulous.

The chief had already led people over, looking at the prophet in a coma, his breath was stable, and there was no special change, his heart was slightly relieved, and then he hurriedly looked at Xu Ze behind him.

Looking at the chief's nervous eyes, Xu Ze smiled and nodded.

Seeing Xu Ze smiling and nodding, the chief was overjoyed, raised his hands, roared the strange words of Bakabaka, and cheered loudly.

Seeing that the chief began to celebrate, the soldiers behind him naturally understood that the prophet must have improved, and they all cheered loudly at the moment.

The hundred-plus or so natives outside, who could hear the "Bakabaka" coming from within, and the cheers of the "Bakabaka" came out of the ground at once, and then a dozen or so fires were quickly lit, and around them, they circled and shouted, and danced loudly and excitedly.

"Baka Baka Bakaba ......" Suddenly, the sound of this chalky cheer spread throughout the camp.

The captain of the Lima guard and the Lima soldiers who were on guard outside were relieved to see the chalky singing and dancing of the natives, although they didn't know much about these local languages, but they knew that it was festive, and only when it was something extremely worthy of celebration, the natives would use this slogan to proclaim the joy and excitement in their hearts. (Set sail update group to provide text, super doctor bar debut)

Now that the people have begun to celebrate, it seems that the old man who carried it in should have improved.

As the cheers of the Baka Baka grew louder and louder, the rest of the camp, including the doctors and nurses who were operating on the patients in the operating tents, heard the voice, and after being startled, they also heard the excitement and joy in it.

Then they all breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that the operation must have been a success, and the danger was temporarily over.

The sheikh escorted the Prophet into a tent, and then, under the command of the nurses, carefully carried the Prophet to the hospital bed and fell asleep, and then began to administer anti-infective infusions.

Xu Ze was naturally not stingy at this time, and used the best antibiotics in the medical team, he believed that for the prophet old man, such a person who had never used antibiotics, although the infection was very serious, and even reached the situation of toxemia, but with such a powerful drug, coupled with careful care, and the support of his own bioelectric energy from time to time, he should be able to save his life very effectively.

After explaining that the nurse carefully monitored the situation of the prophet and the old man throughout the whole process, Xu Ze took Dr. Wang and others out of the tent, and a group of internal medicine doctors, as well as surgeons who had not entered the operating room, all gathered around and shook hands with Xu Ze and others excitedly, celebrating the complete success of the operation.

At this time, they really realized Xu Ze's strong ability, a successful hope is only about one percent of the operation, but under Xu Ze's insistence, it was carried out, and it was even completed perfectly, which is already a miracle in the medical community, and also set a new record in the medical community.

The whole camp was celebrating, only Dr. Jiang was hiding in the tent alone at this time, and he didn't have the face to go out to meet people, although Xu Ze's successful operation this time and successfully avoided a disaster that made this Dr. Jiang feel a lot more relieved, but remembering his own words outside the operating tent, so many people listened to them, he really didn't have the face to go out to meet people.

Now he only hopes that his words don't reach Xu Ze's ears, otherwise he will be finished.

Of course, no one pays attention to such a little person now, Xu Ze is also sitting in a tent at this time, accompanied by a local interpreter who has rushed over, and is having a friendly and harmonious formal meeting with the big chief comrade of the escort tribe.

"Mokli's, Mi Hao Kaka......" Comrade Chief sat on the chair, clasped his hands together, and smiled and nodded at Xu Ze.

"The chief said, thank you very much for saving the life of the prophet, and he would like to express his heartfelt thanks to you on behalf of the Mokli tribe, may God bless you......" The interpreter next to him sat respectfully beside the chief, carefully translating the chief's words in Lima for Xu Ze.

Xu Ze smiled slightly, and then said: "Please don't be polite, chief, it is appropriate to be able to do a little bit for the guardian tribe, I hope the gods can protect the prophet and recover ...... as soon as possible."

Hearing the words of the translator, the chief said respectfully to Xu Ze with his hands clasped together: "Mikarik's fine ......"

"The gods will definitely protect his people, but the chief says that you should take the trouble and if you need any thanks from the Moakli tribe, the Moakli tribe will do their best......"

Hearing this, Xu Ze smiled secretly in his heart, let's wait for you.

He chuckled at the moment, then looked at the chief and said, "The Mokeli tribe is our friend, and friends don't need any thanks, but I am very interested in the short knife on the chief, I don't know if you can let me take a look at ...... again."