Chen Xian sneered: "You are not even afraid of the iron riders who rushed over, but you are afraid of a dead man, I am not afraid of any ghosts and gods, you take people to find a few relatively complete corpses in the pile of dead people, wash them, and settle them in a room, I will use them tomorrow." ”

Seeing that Zhang Song was still trembling, Chen Xian scolded with a smile: "You coward, you don't want to think about it, those people were killed by you, if there is really a ghost in this world, even if you don't touch his corpse, he will let you go?" But have you ever seen that executioner, murderer, who was killed by a demon in the end? When the Jin people went south, how many people were killed, and they were not prosperous and rich? Even if there were ghosts in this world, they would be afraid of the people who killed them. ”

Zhang Song pondered that this was indeed the reason, and he immediately felt much better, so he smiled and ran away.

The next morning, after Chen Xian got up and washed, Zhang Song came to him and told him that the corpses were ready, a total of five corpses, all placed in a treatment room.

Chen Xian didn't say much, and asked him to gather all the medical soldiers and come over to observe together.

After washing his face and changing into cheap white linen clothes, Chen Xian came to the treatment room.

Five corpses were placed on three special treatment beds, and as soon as he walked into the treatment room, Chen Xian smelled a faint smell of corpses.

He took a sharp knife from Zhang Song's hand and walked over to the corpse that occupied a treatment bed alone.

Before starting the operation, Chen Xianxian emphasized: "The corpse of the dead and the blood wound of the patient have a large number of bacteria and viruses, if you operate on someone in the future, you must remember that you must not hurt yourself, in case you are injured and contaminated with the body fluids of the corpse or the patient, you must immediately rinse it with a large amount of water." ”

"But remember, rinsing doesn't always work, so be careful for your little life."

After telling him, Chen Xian started to cut the flesh at the collarbone of the corpse......

Cut the flesh apart and pull it open with tongs to expose the collarbone. Chen Xian endured nausea and fear, approached the wound, and carefully observed the direction of the blood vessels......

Chen Xian ignored the vomiting sound behind him and began to elaborate his thoughts: "To fix the broken collarbone, the best way is to use a steel plate with the same shape as the collarbone, make a hole in it, use screws to connect the steel plate and the collarbone to fix it together, and then sew up the skin and flesh, wait until the bone grows, then cut the skin and flesh, and remove the screws and steel plate." ”

Speaking of this, Chen Xian began to use pliers and a knife to try to remove this collarbone.

Because he didn't know how to dissect, the process was no different from a butcher calling a dead pig, and the apprentice behind him vomited.

Chen Xian himself was forced to vomit.

After a long time, Chen Xian finally took the collarbone off the corpse, wrapped the collarbone with a rag next to him, turned around and handed it to an apprentice, and said to him: "You take this to find the white iron hammer and ask him to build a steel plate that can fit the outside of this collarbone, and make holes every inch in the middle of the steel plate." ”

Looking at the apprentice who vomited, Chen Xian scolded angrily: "A group of unproductive things, for your brothers, what is there to be afraid of the dead, to realize our ideals, we will definitely have to fight such a battle in the future, and there will be brothers injured, do you want to watch your brothers die?" ”

"See clearly, this person is dead, the corpse that has lost his soul is just a pile of meat, even if you don't touch him, after a few months, he will turn into thick water, the living person is the person, and the living person will always be ten thousand times more important than the corpse."

"Listen, if I die, don't bury me, cut me open, flesh by flesh, bone by bone, gut by gut, and count how many bones I am made of, how many muscles I am made of, and where each of my internal organs is in that place, and then draw a picture and write it down, and study every piece of my flesh carefully, and through me, know the human body, and only by knowing our body can we find a cure for sickness and pain......

"Well, don't look like a, look up, look at my hands, look at this corpse, look at his bones, because, in the near future, we will have to cut your brother's flesh alive and find a way to connect their broken bones, or they will die, or be disabled for the rest of their lives!"

……

Next, Chen Xian cut open the muscles of the corpse's chest, revealing the bones in the same position as Bai Cheng's broken sternum.

He carefully observed the direction of the muscles, thinking about how to cut it to reduce the damage if it was on a living person, and he looked at the location of the blood vessels, thinking about how to stop the bleeding......

He looked at his ribs and considered how to straighten them......

In the end, he similarly removed the three ribs from the corpse......

After dissecting the first corpse, Chen Xian washed his hands with alcohol, returned to his room, and began to draw, he needed to design some auxiliary tools......

After the drawings were completed, Chen Xian immediately asked people to start building......

After the construction was completed, Chen Xian experimented on the corpse again......

Experiment...... Improvement...... Experiment...... Improvement......

After all five corpses were dissected by Chen Xian, Chen Xian was finally satisfied with the auxiliary tools he had designed, and at the same time, a complete set of surgical plans were also formed in his mind......

Chen Xian determined the tools and plan, and when he walked out of the medical room, it was already late at night the next day.

Standing in the courtyard, Chen Xian moved his neck, intending to let his brain, which had been running crazy for a day, rest for a while.

After a while, Chen Xian beckoned an apprentice and asked him to go, and the white hammer called.

Bai Tiehammer is one of the undercover craftsman apprentices sent by the Bai family to Chen Xian.

Bai Tiezhu's mother died early, and his father was burned to death in a casting explosion accident in the Bai family's craftsman's shop last year, and he became an orphan.

After being brainwashed by Chen Xian, he was reluctant to return to the Bai family.

This young man is taciturn and not good at expression, but his iron-striking skills are first-class, which is not as good as Yang Xiaoyi.

Not only that, this teenager has a smart mind and a strong learning ability, and now he uses a hydraulic forging hammer is also the best.

So now he is the leader of the forging group of Chen Xian's factory.

After the white hammer came over, Chen Xian asked: "Those things I asked you to make today, I want you to make three more sets according to the final shape, I want to spare, can you make them tomorrow?" ”

Bai Tiehammer said: "No problem, it's not too difficult, I stay up late, no problem." ”

After the tool is set, it needs to be enough to be sufficient, such as hemostats and the like, more than one is enough.

Chen Xian nodded and said, "Very good, when it is finished, polish it brightly, wash it, and then put it in the steamer to steam." ”