"Let him lie flat on the bed, I'll prepare first-aid equipment, and you immediately cut all the clothes from his wounds," Ran Xin quickly ordered An Jiu, who had already turned around and went to the cabinet to take out the medical kit he had been keeping.

"Okay," An Jiu didn't talk nonsense and immediately did as Ran Xin asked.

When Ran Xin washed his hands, put on medical gloves, and walked in front of Sang Shang, he found that An Jiu had exposed all Sang Shang's wounds as required.

"Sangshang, can you hear me?" Ran Xin wore a mask, leaned down, and asked in Sang Shang's ear.

Sang Shang only nodded slightly, and then passed out.

Ran Xin immediately opened the medicine box and took out disinfectant water, hemostatic agents, surgical suture needles, etc.

An Jiu saw that Ran Xin was doing these things very skillfully, and he was also surprised in his heart, feeling that he hadn't seen this girl for a few days, and he was more than a star and a half professional than when he first gave first aid.

"An Jiu, go to the medical team to get a set of infusion equipment and simple testing patches," Ran Xin himself prepared to help Sang Shang clean up the wound, and asked An Jiu to prepare what he needed after the operation.

"Would you like someone to help you?" An Jiu was afraid that Ran Xin would not be able to do it alone.

Ran Xin glanced at Sang Shang, who had passed out, thought about his quirks, and said, "No, you can help me,"

"Okay, I'll go and prepare right away," An Jiu stopped talking nonsense, and immediately ran out to prepare the things that Ran Xin said.

At this time, Ran Xin was still nervous, although he had seen a lot of wounded people some time ago, and he had dealt with many seriously injured people, but when facing Sang Shang, he was still so nervous that his fingers were stiff and his heart was beating faster.

"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous," Ran Xin kept muttering to himself, trying to calm himself down, "It's okay, I can do it, it's okay......"

Ran Xin, who calmed down, started to stop the bleeding of Sang Shang's wound, and when he was cleaning the wound with inflammation, Ran Xin found that Sang Shang was injured more seriously this time than last time, and the damaged organs inside the wound could already be seen.

Ran Xin knew that this situation must be operated on immediately, otherwise the injured person would die due to internal organ bleeding.

Ran Xin immediately stood up, quickly began to sterilize the surgical instruments, and then neatly arranged the instruments on the cabinet on the side of the bed.

Ran Xin found that he was standing too tall to perform surgery, and after trying many postures, he found that his kneeling height was just right.

Ran Xin knelt directly on the ground and began to operate on Sang Shang's injured organs. Although it was not the first time that he had undergone surgery, because the subject was Sang Shang, he couldn't make a mistake, so Ran Xin was so nervous that his brain was almost blank, and the things he had carried before seemed to have all disappeared again.

Ran Xin's eyes stared at Sang Shang's wound, his hands trembled slightly, and he didn't dare to do it for a long time.

Suddenly, Ran Xin's nervous blank mind suddenly flashed, as if a part of the space in her brain had suddenly exploded, and some of the memories that had been sealed there poured out like a flood that had broken the embankment, so that she didn't have time to react and accept this information for a while.

After calming down for a while, Ran Xin, who opened his eyes again, found that he knew exactly what he should do, as if he had already done tens of thousands of surgeries. Every step appeared in Ran Xin's mind like a movie.

Ran Xin didn't care about being surprised by this change in herself, she only knew that she was now fully capable of saving Sang Shang. Ran Xin did not hesitate to start the operation.

When An Jiu ran back to the room, what he saw was Ran Xin concentrating on operating on Sang Shang, every movement was crisp and neat, not at all like a person who had undergone surgery for the first time.

Anju stood there stunned.

"What are you doing there, hurry up and come over to help," Ran Xin ordered An Jiu without raising his head.

"Okay," An Jiu quickly walked to Ran Xin's side.

He found that Ran Xin's whole person was kneeling on the ground and then operating on the marshal, "Why are you kneeling on the ground?" ”

"It's too tall to stand, this height is just right, you help me prepare the sutures, I'll use them later," Ran Xin's whole mind was on the operation.

"Okay," An Jiu was a little at a loss at this time.

Three hours later, Ran Xin finally finished the operation, stitched up the wound, and wrapped a bandage around the wound.

After doing all this, Ran Xin found that his legs were numb and couldn't move at all.

"An Jiu, you have Sang Shang change into clean sheets and quilts," Ran Xin took off his medical gloves with trembling fingers, and rubbed his knees against the edge of the bed.

"I'll help you get up and sit down," Seeing this, An Jiu immediately stepped forward to help Ran Xin.

Ran Xin was not polite, one arm went around the back of An Jiu's neck and hooked him, allowing An Jiu to set up himself and put himself on the chair aside.

"I'm fine, you hurry up and let people clean up, remember to find someone with a tight mouth, otherwise Sang Shang will wake up and scold you again," Ran Xin knew very well why Sang Shang didn't go to the medical team, but went back to the room directly, so he couldn't help but remind An Jiu.

"Understood, I understood," An Jiu secretly sighed in his heart that Ran Xin already knew the marshal's mind so well.

Ran Xin lay down on the chair.

She had never had such a long-intensity surgery, and she felt like her whole body had been hollowed out.

When An Jiu brought someone over, he found that Ran Xin had fallen asleep on the chair.

An Jiu didn't bother to look at Ran Xin, so he asked people to place the marshal first.

When Ran Xin woke up, he found that Sang Shang had been placed. Ran Xin stood up slowly, although she was still very sleepy, she was still very worried about Sang Shang's body.

She opened the medical box on the bedside table and injected Sangshang with an anti-inflammatory injection and an immunity booster.

Ran Xin attached a simple detection patch brought by An Jiu to Sang Shang's wrist, and then connected it to his communication ring. It didn't take long for Ran Xin's communication ring to appear all the data of Sang Shang's body.

Ran Xin sat on the edge of the bed and carefully looked at the data displayed on the three-dimensional screen, and made sure that there were no other problems before relieving himself. Ran Xin used the infusion equipment brought by An Jiu to put all the anti-inflammatory, sterilization, and wound healing drugs into it, and then pierced the needle at the other end into the vein of Sang Shang's right hand.

After everything was taken care of, Ran Xin slowly walked into the bathroom, took a comfortable shower, and relaxed himself.

At this time, Ran Xin had time to start thinking about so much information about medicine that suddenly popped up in his head. Ran Xin is now almost certain that he should have been a doctor before he lost his memory, and he was a doctor with clinical experience.

Ran Xin didn't know whether to be happy or worried about this sudden easter egg. It's a good thing that he can remember those things, and if Sang Shang gets hurt again in the future, he won't be afraid, so he can be regarded as being able to help Sang Shang.

But Ran Xin was worried that he would think of something else, if he suddenly remembered his true identity one day, and this identity was not good for Sang Shang, then what should he do?