"Dao Chief!"

The death row prisoner lying on the bed was a ruthless man, and when he saw that Sun Simiao and Tang He had a disagreement, he smiled faintly and said: "Dao Chief, in fact, you don't need to have this kind of burden, as this Xiao Langjun said, I am a death row prisoner." I have killed people, no matter what they were for, and I deserve to be punished.

Now, with this chance to live, even if the leg is useless, I have earned it! It's better to get two sticks in the leg and a knife than a knife in the neck, right? ”

Sun Simiao ignored the death row prisoner, but still stared at the Tang River.

Tang Laosi shrugged his shoulders, said that he was not wrong, and assured: "Dao Chief, I dare to guarantee that there will be no mistakes in the middle of the operation!" He's just improving our proficiency. His legs will definitely return to their original state in the future. ”

"You!"

Sun Simiao stretched out his finger and pointed at the Tang River, and it took a long time to spit out a sentence: "That's it!" Hands-on, anesthetic! ”

"Yes!"

Donald Lao Si grinned, and the hand hidden behind his back couldn't help but wave.

The thing used for anesthesia is naturally hemp boiling, although this object is lost in Datang, but who is Tang Laosi? The garbage system selects the bitter host, the encyclopedia's infusion!

Finding out the prescription for hemp boiling powder from the encyclopedia is actually a matter of a few breaths!

Well, let's put it another way, is the formula of the sweat medicine okay?

A bowl of black and swarthy medicinal soup was given to the death row prisoner by Donald Si, and the death row prisoner who was very ruthless to himself didn't say a word, he was bored in one sip, and he was very drunk and in a hurry!

Of course, the result is also very gratifying.

The death row prisoner had only drunk half a cup of tea before his upper and lower eyelids began to fight, as if he wanted to open his eyes as best he could, but his body was infinitely tired.

Finally, his eyes were tightly closed, cough, this is not a depiction of death!

The sleeping death row prisoner shook on the Tang River, but the death row prisoner did not respond.

Sun Simiao also took out a needle and pricked the finger of the death row inmate, but the death row inmate who fell asleep on his stomach still did not respond.

"Let's do it!"

The old Taoist priest took a deep breath and began to put on the sheep intestine gloves.

"Yes!"

Donald lit a few lamps, and then adjusted the beams through lenses, so that the flames of multiple candles all shone on the calf of the death row prisoner.

The old Taoist priest standing under the light suddenly found that he actually had a shadow!

Is this a ghost?

If it weren't for the old Taoist priest who clearly knew that he was living a good life, I am afraid that this kind of speculation would really appear. Isn't it very true among the people, the ghost is a shadow drop of wood!

I put my hand in the candlelight and shook it, but I couldn't even see the shadow of my hand! The old Taoist priest pursed his lips and said, "You have some ability." ”

Tang Laosi grinned and only said: "This is called a shadowless lamp!" ”

Is this a bit of a capable thing?

This is obviously very capable!

When it comes to surgery, a wide light is quite an important drop! If it weren't for this shadowless lamp technology, as soon as you stretched out your hand, there would be a shadow, so you wouldn't be able to see the situation in the other person's wound, so how would you do the surgery?

The old Taoist priest glared at Tang Laosi, who was complacent and had a little pride on his face, and snorted coldly: "Proud fart!" Disinfect! ”

"Yes!"

The old Taoist priest's cold snort officially showed that at this moment, his anger had diminished a lot.

Tang Laosi could hear it and feel it, grinned and took a razor and began to scrape the hairy broken leg of the death row prisoner. After doing this, the Tang River smeared the entire calf with cotton dipped in spirits.

Sun Simiao's gloved fingers groped for a while on the lower legs of the death row prisoner to determine the location of the broken bone, and said, "Scalpel!" ”

Tang Laosi picked up a special sharp knife from the tray and handed it to the old Taoist.

Taking the scalpel, the old Taoist priest started very slowly and steadily. This was exercised with needles for many years, which gave Tang Laosi the illusion that the old Taoist priest was afraid that he had undergone many surgeries.

Cortex, musculature......

The old Taoist priest cut with a small knife, trying to dodge the large arteries of the veins in the calf.

Tang Laosi stood on the side, looking at every knife of the old Taoist priest with a solemn face, as if he wanted to burn the entire surgical process in his mind.

"Sweat!"

The old Taoist priest's hands were still calm, as if they were two words spit out by someone else.

Tang Heshang picked up a boiled cotton face towel and gently wiped the beads of sweat off the old Taoist's forehead.

"Vampire cotton!"

Before Tang Heshang could put down his scarf, he heard Sun Simiao's next command. Tang Laosi was a little in a hurry, picking up blood-sucking cotton with tweezers and wiping it on the wound on the lower leg of the death row prisoner.

"Tweezers!"

The old Taoist priest seemed to be taking revenge and not stopping like Tang Laosi, one thing had just ended, and it was immediately another order.

At this time, the operation had been carried out for half an hour, and Tang Heshang, who had been standing on his waist, had a sore back, so he picked up the tweezers and handed the tail over.

"What do you want to do for me?"

The old Taoist priest glanced at Tang Heshang obliquely, and said in an extremely dissatisfied tone: "Do you only know how to make imaginary assumptions, and then don't know how to do it?" Hold his cortex and pull the knife out of my way! ”

Get!

Donald Si couldn't help but roll his eyes, thinking that he was regarded as a giant in theory and a dwarf in practice!

If it were a different person, Comrade Xiao Tang would really be scared back. But now ......

"Hey!"

Tang Laosi sighed faintly in his heart, when had he been so aggrieved for more than a year, and he had to bury his head and continue to work after being scolded.

Wood has a way!

Who allowed himself to catch a lice and throw it on his head?

The more the old Taoist priest scolded, the happier he became, and every time Tang Laosi didn't help in place, he just spit on him.

Actually, this is really not the old Taoist priest's intention, but Sun Simiao's pressure is really great. The subordinates are not corpses, but living people. If you are not careful, a knife will go down, maybe it will cut off the bloodline!

In one hour, cutting open the leg muscles of the death row prisoner to expose the bones, Sun Simiao spent a whole hour!

Every step is done with care, and a lot of energy is expended!

The next job was to work on the Tang River, who had a sore back due to miscellaneous beatings, and he processed the stainless steel sheet sent according to the size of the bones of the death row prisoner, so that the thin plate could fit the bones of the death row prisoner.

Then, the old Taoist priest connected the broken bones together, watched Tang Laosi stick the special steel plate to the bone, and then used the special threaded steel nail to pass through the hole reserved on the steel plate, and nailed the steel plate to the bone.

This scene made the old Taoist priest's scalp numb, what if he booked the wrong place and nailed to the bone marrow?

Obviously, Donald Laosi left the hole very well, just enough to make the nail focused, and just right enough to avoid the bone marrow.

Finally, sutures and catheters are inserted, and the operation declares the bone graft successful.

In the bones, the gap between the muscles secretes cellular fluid, which must be exported or it will suppurate.

These processes are all operated by Tang He, and Sun Simiao found that except for incisions and bone grafting, the rest of the projects are almost invisible.

What shocked him even more was that Tang He's hand was very stable when he sutured, and the stitching looked haphazard, but it was actually very orderly. It was hard for him to think that a young man who could go in and out of the palace at will with a gold medal could really do such seemingly tedious, even bloody, work.

For many moments, the old Taoist priest wanted to have the urge to accept the mantle of medical skills inherited by the disciples on the Tang River!

Of course, these thoughts were all extinguished by the old Taoist priest, and at this juncture, Sun Simiao couldn't see where the young man's medical theoretical knowledge was quite rich. At the very least, this method of practicing medicine, called surgery, should not be imaginary.

The two jointly pushed the sleeping death row prisoner out of the operating room and handed it over to the manpower arranged by Li Daozong.

At the door of the operating room, Sun Simiao said to Tang He while moving his muscles and bones: "Tang boy, remember to form this operation we did today into a book that can be used by Lang Zhong to study." ”

"Save!"

The change in salutation seems very impolite, but it is actually the progress of the relationship between each other, Tang Heshang of course knows this, and grinned: "Not only this operation, but also future surgeries will form a book and then promote it." If you can't cure it with medicinal stones, we can all try it. Surgery and Chinese medicine, well, Chinese medicine is my name for current medicine, and the two will definitely solve more incurable diseases when they cooperate with each other! ”

"More?"

Sun Laodao didn't understand Tang Laosi's careful thinking, and the corner of his mouth picked up and said arrogantly: "Eat first, Lao Dao is hungry, continue in the afternoon after eating!" ”

Sun Simiao's age-inappropriate arrogant look was captured by Tang Laosi, and Tang Si didn't break it, grinning and said: "Okay, then ask the Taoist chief and the kid to experience the working meals of our Da'anfang workers!" ”

The working meals in Da'an Fang have always been good, especially after more than a year of changes, they have changed from one meat and one vegetarian to two meat and two vegetarians, of course, this has a lot of reasons with the season, and there are not so many vegetarian dishes in winter.

"Hello chairman!"

"I've met the chairman!"

"Good!"

"Hello!"

Tang River and the old Taoist priest walked all the way, and workers kept stopping to greet Tang Laosi, and Tang Laosi also kept responding.

Only then did the old Taoist priest realize that it seemed that the young man in front of him had a lot of positions in this workshop!

It's right to think about it, if it weren't for the fact that the position is not small, how could there be such a big room, and it could be converted into an operating room without permission?

However, the old Taoist priest is not a gossip person, and he didn't ask Tang Laosi what kind of position the "chairman" was.

Tang Heshang was also happy to do this, without explaining that he was the owner of this workshop, nor did he introduce to the old Taoist priest what kind of workshop each part was.

After lunch and a short rest, the afternoon surgery started again.

As with the first operation, it was still the old Taoist priest who was in charge of the operation, and Tang He was in charge.

When the steel plates were installed on the Tang River, the old Taoist priest assisted from the side.

The second operation is no less difficult than the first, but it takes two quarters of an hour less than the morning operation.

After doing all this, Donald Sisi and Sun Simiao separated.

Tang Laosi found someone to clean up another office, and after reviewing today's two surgeries with a pen, he began to write. There are some details that are not in the encyclopedia in my head.

Sun Laodao, on the other hand, took alcohol to disinfect the two newly operated death row prisoners, and monitored whether the two death row prisoners were infected with fever in real time. These are also the medical skills that Donald lacks in the fourth.

The two of them seemed to complement each other, each doing their own thing.

The next day, there were still two surgeries, one in the morning and one in the afternoon.

The time it took was naturally shorter than the first day, but it wasn't much shorter, only a quarter of an hour or so.

It is worth mentioning that the subject of the surgery on the afternoon of the second day may have been comminuted because the jailer beat him too hard, showing a comminuted fracture. Tang Laosi first connected the broken part of the bone, and then used a steel needle to fix the fragments of the bone back together.

The old Taoist priest asked if this would work, but Tang Heshang did not give a positive answer but said: "Now there is only this way!" ”

Sun Simiao did not object after hearing this, and the last operation was over.

The next night, the number of patients that the old Taoist priest needed to take care of also changed from two to four.

None of the four patients had a high fever that did not go away, and they all had a slight fever, and then the fever subsided with a decoction.

Early in the morning of the third day, the old Taoist priest who had stayed up for two days and two nights knocked on the door of the house on the Tang River.

"Tang boy!"

Sun Simiao's tired face showed an excited smile: "We succeeded!" All four people are out of danger and have not been infected. ”

Infection, this word was learned by Sun Simiao from Donald Sisi's mouth, which is more concise than the four words of wind evil into the body, and it is also easy for people to understand.

Hearing this, Tang Heshang breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

None of the four people were infected, which means that Li Chengqian can be operated on!

He took a deep breath and said, "Dao Chief, let's go and rest first, let's start to give the prince bones when we are in Shenshi, otherwise it will be bad for the bones to drag on for too long!" ”

Broken bones will grow on their own, and the longer they are delayed, the more difficult it will be to reconnect the bones.

Sun Simiao obviously understood this truth, nodded and turned around and went back to his room to rest.

Tang Laosi didn't need to rest, after all, he had slept for the past two nights.

Walking out of Da'anfang, Tang River went directly to the steel shop of Changsun's family, but the result was a little unsatisfactory, and no better stainless steel was produced.

This left the Don River with the only way to make steel plates from existing stainless steel.

Shadowless lamps, steel plates, disinfectants, surgical knives......

One by one, the tools were brought into the palace by the Tang River.

The sterile operating room was also arranged by the palace maid under the command of Tang River.

The sun moved from the eastern sky to the overhead, and all preparations for the operation were finally made on the Tang River.

Lunch on the Tang River was eaten in the palace, and the sun began to gradually move westward, and the time of Shen was imminent. The old Taoist priest rode directly into the East Palace with the waist card on the Tang River.

At the same time, Li Ke once again became a communications soldier and passed the news that his eldest brother was about to use a scalpel to the emperor. The emperor arranged for several young imperial physicians to work as assistants to Sun Simiao.

Surgery is imminent!