Chapter 1 Gastric Transplantation
In the huge operating room, the incandescent lights are bright and extinguish the darkness in every corner.
"Scalpel ......," the doctor said, with beads of sweat on his forehead.
The nurse standing on one side of the doctor hurriedly handed over the silver-white scalpel, and the nurse on the other side rolled a tissue on her finger and carefully wiped the doctor's forehead.
"Type O blood bag!" The doctor calmly gave the order.
A bag full of blood was attached to the tube, and the other end of the tube was quickly connected by the nurse to the needle, and then inserted into the arm of a teenager lying on the operating table.
The young man on the operating table was covered in blood and his clothes were worn and ragged.
The incandescent light above his head shone on the boy's face, which had been wiped clean and exposed to the air.
The young man frowned with his eyes closed, his thin lips closed, and the jawbones on both sides protruded slightly, and it could be seen that he was clenching his teeth in pain at the moment.
Before he could increase the injection of anesthetic, suddenly, "Ah", the boy screamed in pain. The eyes that had been closed opened instantly, and then closed again. There wasn't even a second apart. It's just that at that moment, the young man's eyes dilated frighteningly.
"What's going on? What happened? The doctor, who was still working on the work in his hands, was also startled and hurriedly asked.
"Oh no, the patient's vital data is declining!" Horror flashed in the nurse's eyes, and her speech became loud and harsh.
"How can this be, hurry up and check, what's wrong!" The doctor was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, and in a few moments his entire back was completely wet. When the patient dies, he is responsible.
"Oh no, doctor, the patient's stomach wall is too badly damaged, it's stomach bleeding!" Another nurse shouted.
"At this rate, within five minutes, the patient will die of excessive bleeding! What to do, what to do? The doctor shouted anxiously in his heart, and as time passed, there was no way to deal with the problem.
"Doctor!" A nurse glanced at the doctor, then at the female patient lying on the other bed next to her.
"With her?" The doctor asked, somewhat surprised.
"Otherwise, there is no better way, and besides, isn't she already unable to save her?" The nurse shook her head helplessly, explaining, and turned her head to look at the woman lying still on the bed over there.
"Perhaps, you're right!" The doctor took a deep breath and clenched his fists, his eyes revealing a resolute look!
"Check your blood type and other relevant data to see if you're qualified!" The doctor ordered.
"Exactly!" The nurse's face was beaming.
"Looks like even Heaven wants me to do this!" The doctor tilted his head and closed his eyes in silence.
Over the next three hours, the doctor, with the cooperation of the nurse, successfully transplanted the woman's stomach into the teenager's body. The teenager's condition improved, and the vital data on the monitor all changed within the normal range.
Wards, beds.
The boy was lying on a hospital bed, covered with a thick futon and a high pillow under his head. The boy's eyes were still closed, the futon was slightly undulating, and the boy's breathing was normal and orderly.
Memories go back to days ago.
It was a glamorous night.
The pale yellow street lamps on the bustling streets stretch infinitely on both sides, and the streets are lined with shops, colorful lights flickering wantonly, and chaotic music reverberates throughout the street. The road is lined with people coming and going. The yellow line in the middle of the road separates the road in the opposite direction, and vehicles drive by, passing by! The driver of the car stared ahead, and the people in the back seat were playing with their mobile phones, or staring aimlessly at the shops outside or the dark night sky.
At this time, the teenager on the side of the road had come to an intersection with heavy traffic, the red lights on both sides of the zebra crossing were bright, and many people had gathered on the side of the road. They were waiting for the green light to come on and then walk through.
After a while, the green light came on, and people hurriedly pushed each other's bodies, and then walked quickly across the road. The teenager in the crowd lowered his head, occasionally raising his head to look at the scenery on either side, but almost always kept his head down. Just as he walked to the middle of the zebra crossing, the hand that had been in his pocket suddenly felt empty, and the phone was gone.
"Oh no, my phone is gone!" The young man's face suddenly became anxious, and then he hurriedly turned to bend down to look for it. But he didn't notice that all the people who were crossing the street with him had already reached the other side of the road and disappeared beside him. The road was empty, and he didn't realize it.
At that moment, the red light came on, and the horizontal green light also came on at the same time. A red sports car overtook and sped away. The boy froze there motionlessly, his face full of disbelief and sluggishness. At the moment when the red sports car was about to crash into him, he could see her face clearly. It was a pretty face, just distorted with horror because of the situation.
Before he could think about it, tragedy struck.
The boy was slammed off by the front of the red sports car. The red sports car braked awkwardly after the crash, drawing a deep trajectory on the road, the sound of screeching shook the ears, and the green smoke from the friction rose in the air after a few seconds.
The woman who was driving watched as the boy rolled on the ground several times with his schoolbag and then lay on the ground, blood soaking through his clothes and flowing to the ground. But after a while, it becomes a pool of blood!
The sudden braking of the red sports car was too abrupt and unexpected for the driver in the car behind. The car behind slammed into the red sports car. The woman also threw her head back because of the violent impact, and her neck was broken by inertia, and she died on the spot.
It was a string of serious rear-end collisions.
After being hit, the teenager fell unconscious on the spot.
I don't know how long it took, but the boy lying on the bed slowly opened his eyes.
"Where is this?" The pale young man asked weakly.
"Son. Are you awake? You're finally awake! You're scared mom to death. The mother, who was sitting on the side, jumped up in surprise, wiping her tears with one hand and touching the boy's face with the other.
The warm calloused hands gave the boy an inexplicable peace of mind.
The mother smiled and said, "It's good to wake up, it's good to wake up." Do you feel anything uncomfortable? ”
"It's just a little tired," the boy smiled apologetically, "I'm worried about you, Mom." ”
"You kid, talk to your mother." The mother also responded with a smile.
"You're all right. Then you continue to lie down, Mom still has something to do. I'll see you when I'm free. The boulder in my mother's heart finally fell, and she stood up easily, and then turned away. When I passed by the nurse, I asked the nurse to take good care of the boy.
The boy knew that his mother didn't want to be with him, but she wanted to be with him very much. But his family is not rich, his mother's work is the entire source of the family's economy, and without his mother's income, the family will collapse. And his father seems to have never seen him since he was born.
"Are you awake?" The nurse glanced at the young man who had opened his eyes, then looked at the hanging bottle that was already empty, and said, "Your hanging bottle is empty, I'll change it for you." ”
"Well, thank you, Sister Nurse!" The boy smiled and nodded, trying to speak.
"What a sweet mouth!" The nurse smiled.
The nurse was a young girl in her early twenties, very pretty, and the dimples on the corners of her mouth looked very cute when she smiled. Her big eyes seemed to be able to speak.
"Sister nurse, how long have I been lying down?" The boy patted his head gently, his head hurt a little, and he couldn't help frowning.
"It's been a few days," said the nurse as she changed the bottle, "and by the way, your good friend has been here too." ”
"Is it a boy of average stature? White skin, small eyes! Always have headphones around your neck. The boy continued.
"Yes!" The nurse smiled and nodded.
The two chatted without a word. After a while, the boy said, "I want to sleep again!" “
"Then you have a good rest, I'm out, if you have anything to do, ring the bell, I'll come right away!" The nurse said with a smile.
"Thank you!"
"You're welcome!" The nurse deliberately winked at the boy, looking playful and cute.
The boy smiled helplessly and pulled the quilt, and then fell asleep.
"It's a quiet boy." The nurse glanced at his back, pursed her lips, and then laughed inexplicably. After that, he carefully closed the door with the empty hanging bottle and walked out.
The moment the door closed. The boy opened his eyes suddenly. The original black inky eyes suddenly turned a strange dark green. The boy's whole body twitched like a spasm, and the entire hospital bed shook violently. He suppressed his voice with all his might, but the color of pain made his better face twitch, and the indescribable pain was tearing at his body like a thousand poisonous snakes.
He couldn't breathe in pain, reached out and grabbed his neck, his face flushed. Despite the pain, he could clearly feel where his pain was coming from.
That's the stomach!