Liu Renli grabbed Liu Xiuer's dress, dragged the person over, and reached out to stroke Liu Xiuer's sleeve to cover her arm.

"Don't you know what you can do, and how your body is?"

Zhou Heng coughed, hiding the embarrassment just now.

"Don't worry, I've already done experiments, and this amount is harmless, but this blood can really save Zhang Wanxun's life, or Xiu'er will draw blood for me."

Liu Xiu'er looked at Liu Renli, and then at Zhou Heng, knowing in her heart that no one could stop what Zhou Heng had decided, so she nodded slightly.

"Alright then, I'll draw your blood."

Liu Renli also nodded slightly, "Second brother, be careful." ”

Zhou Heng pursed his lips, he called so kindly, why didn't he say that he was on it just now?

However, this is not the time to calculate, that Zhang Wanxun's condition is very critical, he is already in a shallow coma, and blood transfusion and surgery cannot be delayed for a moment.

Zhou Heng and Liu Xiu'er entered the operating room one after the other, Zhang Ankang looked at Zhou Heng who had not changed into an isolation gown with some puzzlement, and didn't know why he was not in a hurry to operate today.

"Boss, this syringe ......"

Liu Xiuer reached out and took the tray and walked to Zhou Heng's side.

Zhou Heng sat on a small bench, looked at the stout needle, and sighed, it seems that he will ask Blacksmith Yao to develop a thinner needle later.

rolled up his sleeves and handed his arm to Liu Xiu'er.

"Come on, draw blood in the vein on the inside of the elbow, move fast."

Liu Xiu'er didn't delay, put on a tourniquet, disinfected and pricked the needle in one go, and the moment it pierced the skin, Zhou Heng's brows frowned slightly, it really hurt!

Desheng and the others had surprise on their faces, and they looked at Zhou Heng and hurriedly gathered around.

"Master, what is this for?"

Zhou Heng shook his head and signaled everyone not to be nervous.

"Don't worry, Zhang Wanxun can't support the operation at the moment, after all, he has lost too much blood, and the delay is too long, you hurry up and give him an infusion, high sugar and salt must be replenished, we will pull out a syringe here, and give him an input over there." In addition, Ancho injected him into a muscle, prepared the skin for sterilization, and after the blood was drawn, we started the operation. ”

Hearing Zhou Heng say this, everyone had no objections, it is useless to say anything now, the most important thing is to implement Zhou Heng's words, at this time, it is not the time to ask why.

Everyone moved, and Zhang Ankang prescribed two infusions to Zhang Wanxun, one was input at the static point of saline, and the other was quickly pushed in with high sugar.

Liu Xiu'er looked at the syringe that was gradually filled, her forehead began to sweat, and Zhou Heng kept sitting and grasping and loosening for the convenience of extraction, until the fourth syringe was replaced, and Liu Xiu'er's face turned a little pale.

"Second brother, it's too much, can you persist in the operation?"

Zhou Heng smiled at her and said comfortingly:

"Silly girl, don't worry, when you're nervous, forget what I said before, right, the total amount of blood in the human body is about the same as a bucket of water, almost four thousand milliliters, and four syringes are drawn, which is equivalent to two hundred milliliters as I said, and it will be back in two days, don't worry."

Liu Xiu'er nodded, didn't speak again, and quickly finished the syringe, pulled out the needle and handed it to Zhang Ankang.

Zhou Heng pressed the cotton ball and waited for a while, but the needle hole no longer bleed.

He got up and opened a bottle of sugar water for injection and drank it, stabilized his mind, and then went to brush his hands, changed his clothes and walked to the position of the main knife to see Zhang Ankang.

"Zhang Ankang injected anesthetic, Xiao San'er recorded the number of breaths, and the number of heartbeats was recorded against the hourglass."

Zhang Ankang moved very fast, he had already done anesthesia several times, not to mention that he had learned well, extracted the medicine and pushed it into the vein, then rinsed the syringe with saline, and pushed it in again.

Zhou Heng patted Zhang Wanxun's cheek, "Now that I've given you anesthesia, I'll be able to take out the fragments of the sword after a while." ”

Zhang Wanxun wanted to nod, but he was only halfway through this action and fell asleep.

Zhou Heng put on gloves, rinsed it, did not expand the wound, directly pulled the wound left and right, rinsed first, it had been cleaned in the dressing room just now, and now there is pus drainage, Zhou Heng's brows are tightly locked.

"Give Zhang Wanxun a penicillin sensitization test."

Zhang Ankang was stunned, "Try Min? ”

Liu Xiu'er watched from the periphery, and hurriedly said: "You have surgery, I'll go get the medicine, I'll follow the test, I can do this." ”

As he spoke, he went out quickly, and came back with a syringe and a drip of penicillin in a short time.

Operated in front of Zhang Ankang, how to dilute, how to add saline, step by step, and finally made a test allergy pimple on the inside of Zhang Wanxun's wrist.

Zhou Heng didn't pay so much attention here, cleaned up all the carrion on the surface of the wound, rinsed again, and Desheng used a glass tube to suction on the side to drain the water from the wound.

The two of them looked at the tip of the sword that was set in the middle of the two ribs, and they took a breath of cold air, and Zhou Heng felt happy at the same time.

"This position is too dangerous, these are two or three ribs, if it is three or four ribs, and the tip of the sword is stabbing horizontally, then the Da Luo Immortal can't do anything."

Desheng raised his head and glanced at Zhou Heng, and the worry on his face was even worse.

"But the tip of the sword has been stuck in the ribs, and it has pierced into the lungs, otherwise he would not have coughed up blood for a long time."

Zhou Heng nodded, "Traumatic pneumothorax, fortunately, the location is okay, let's not talk about it, let's find a pair of pliers first, the kind that was made by Blacksmith Yao last time." ”

Desheng nodded, hurriedly went to the sterile instrument cabinet to rummage, and found a pair of pliers after a while, the overall appearance is a bit like a vice, but the position of the head is more like two upper and lower front teeth, very sharp, and it is tightly closed when closed.

Zhou Heng took the pliers, knelt on the side of the operating table on a chair, and looked at Desheng and the others.

"Come on, let's go together, you hold down Zhang Wanxun's body, I try to pull out the tip of the sword, I shout one, two, three, everyone work hard, are you ready?"

"Ready!"

"One......

Two.....

Three ......"

As these three words blurted out, several people pressed Zhang Wanxun's shoulders and legs respectively, and almost all of them lay on the position outside the hole scarf.

Zhou Heng wiped the stump clean, trying to keep the tip of the sword dry, and then clamped it with pliers, and pulled it up with both arms in the direction of the piercing.

"Yikes!"

With a roar, Zhou Heng fell from his back on the operating table and fell to the ground with a plop.

Everyone was startled, and hurriedly helped Zhou Heng up, and Shouheng stretched out his hand to block the movements of several people.

"Don't worry, I still have the tip of the sword in my hand."

Only then did a few people see the pliers in Zhou Heng's hand, and sure enough, holding the tip of the sword, Desheng's eyes lit up, and he blurted out Zhou Heng's spoken words.

"! It's so enjoyable, and it's finally pulled out. ”

Zhou Heng stiffened, quickly got up, ignored Desheng, who had learned to scold himself, grabbed the gauze and rushed towards Zhang Wanxun.

Only then did everyone react, and the people on the hospital bed were still in operation, so they hurriedly rushed back one by one.

Zhou Heng looked around and shouted: "You are doctors, what about this special operation, I can't fall to death, human life is the most important thing, do you know?" ”

As he spoke, his hands had already held down the bleeding position, Zhou Heng was not distressed about anything else, he had transfused 200 milliliters of this blood by himself, if he lost too much blood, and if he came to 200 again, he would have to faint.

Desheng looked guilty, cleaned his hands, and quickly took the gauze to hold down the bleeding point, Wang Sanshun handed the needle holder and tweezers to Zhou Heng.

Zhou Heng waved his hand, Desheng quickly raised a hand, and between the two ribs, blood gushed out, and Zhou Heng hurriedly stitched it up.

"Desheng took a hemostat and pinched the bleeding point, and then Xiao San'er prepared an alcohol lamp and a hemostat, and we came to stop the bleeding, there are too many small blood vessels here to suture."

Desheng nodded, pinched the two points of bleeding, and then took the hemostat in Xiao San'er's hand, and hurriedly handed it to Zhou Heng after it was red, Zhou Heng quickly clicked it in a few places, and repeated the action again and again.

Desheng looked at Zhou Heng's movements and asked, "Master, why do you have to be faster, and repeat it several times, isn't it good to stop bleeding once?" ”

Zhou Heng didn't raise his eyelids, and the conditions were limited, so he could only use this method to check the place where there was no bleeding again, and then he threw the hemostat on the table.

"Once to stop bleeding, you are easy to operate, but the patient's position will be seriously heated, the bad thing is that the skin and flesh are already cooked, if there are seven or eight such positions in the lungs, we look successful on the surface of the operation, but when healing, how long does it take for the human body to metabolize these seven positions? In this way, the healing time is invisibly prolonged. ”

Desheng came to his senses and nodded quickly, Zhou Heng carefully aligned the skin of the wound, and then let Desheng pull it, began to stitch it, and placed two drainage strips at the lower end of the crescent-shaped wound.

Only then did he raise his head and shake his sore neck.

"Desheng bandage, don't be too tight about the wound, pay attention to the position of the drainage strip, take turns with high sugar salt water tonight, two hours later, give another bottle of penicillin, I close my eyes for a while and rest."

Liu Xiu'er knew that Zhou Heng was holding on, and walked forward worriedly.

"Second brother, how are you? Why don't I help you to rest? ”

Zhou Heng sat on the chair, and just after saying this, the whole person suddenly slid to the left, Liu Xiuer threw away the things in her hand, and hurriedly rushed to Zhou Heng's side, catching Zhou Heng.

However, there was a huge disparity in weight, and the two fell to the ground together, Zhou Heng leaned on Liu Xiuer's chest, his eyes closed.

Liu Xiuer was anxious, and tears poured out instantly.

"Second brother, don't scare me, wake up, tell me what to do?"