85_85483 It took about 10 minutes to steam the towel and boil the water.

When this was done, Wang Qiang and the others did not dare to delay, and hurriedly sent the prepared things to Lin Junfu in the next room.

At this moment, Lao Lin was also busy, he held the scissors in his right hand, and gently pulled Hu Xiaodong's trouser leg with his left hand, accompanied by the continuous advancement of the scissors, and the latter's wound that had already been stained red with blood and water was gradually revealed with the removal of the trousers.

"Lin Guan, all the things used in the operation have been sent, I'll put them here for you!" Keeping his voice as low as possible, Tang Xiaoquan said softly and slowly, for fear of disturbing Lin Junfu's operation.

In this regard, Lin Junfu didn't answer as if he hadn't heard it, but just did the "work" in his hands.

After tearing down the blood-red trouser legs, Lin Junfu let out a long breath, then poured out some boiling water, and after carefully washing his hands, he moved his eyes back to Hu Xiaodong's wound.

There is no doubt that the next time is the time to do the right work, Lin Junfu knows that there is no room for negligence during this period, so he sank his mind slightly, intending to calm his nervous mind a little, and when he finished, he put the surgical plastic sleeve on his hand carefully and carefully.

To be honest, this is the first time in Lin Junfu's life that he has worn a surgical sleeve, and what makes him feel even more ridiculous is that the first time he brought it, he actually faced a critical operation that determined life and death.

If you want to say that you are not nervous and scared at this time, that is pure bragging.

But in this world, for some people, some things you know you can't do, you have to go out and fight him.

Don't worry, Xiaohu, I will definitely let you live!

made a promise silently in his heart, and with the initiation of this silent promise, Lin Junfu's originally scattered and confused eyes gradually became sharper.

Proceeding to unscrew the cap of the saline bottle, Lin Junfu carefully rinsed the blood and sweat stains near the wound, and then burned and disinfected the wound with iodine phorm.

Three-layer protection, although Lin Junfu doesn't know what the real operation is, but for now, this is the most reliable and comprehensive disinfection method he can think of.

And while Lin Junfu was preparing for Hu Xiaodong's disinfection, Zhao Yunhai, who was responsible for cooling the latter, was not idle.

He kept wiping Hu Xiaodong's whole body, and as a person who came over, he still had some experience in the so-called "physical cooling".

After all, children have experienced fever to a greater or lesser extent because of their weak constitution when they are young, and parents at that time usually express considerable nervousness and helplessness.

And at this moment, Zhao Yunhai seems to have returned to the sleepless night that used to call him sleepless, and the person he is taking care of now is not Hu Xiaodong but his most beloved daughter.

The neck, armpits, wrists, and forehead are all the key objects of Lao Zhao's care, because he clearly remembers the knowledge taught to him by the medical staff at that time.

When the high fever of the human body does not go away, the above parts should be wiped as soon as possible to achieve the purpose of cooling.

This is an unusually tedious and tiring thing to do, because it is not something that can be wiped once or twice.

It requires the wiper to wipe repeatedly and tirelessly, and this repetitive and not necessarily effective action is undoubtedly a great test of one's patience and determination.

Zhao Yunhai operated very hard, and he didn't see any slackness and giving up at all, Rao is arm was already sore, Rao is Hu Xiaodong was still confused, but Lao Zhao's psychology always had a firm voice telling him:

It works! It works! It will work!

The simple psychological hint is not only Zhao Yunhai's encouragement to himself, but also his trust in the tough guy Hu Xiaodong.

He firmly believed that the iron-beaten man in front of him would never and would not hang his head to this small knife wound.

The young man must be fighting death in his own way, and as his elder, his family, and his brother, there is only one thing he can do at this moment, and that is: believe in him!! I believe that he will definitely be able to defeat the Grim Reaper and come back!!

Hu Xiaodong's condition is still not optimistic, although his breath has improved slightly compared to earlier, the temperature on his forehead is still hot.

Looking at Hu Xiaodong, who was confused, Zhao Yunhai's mood was quite complicated, on the one hand, he hoped that the latter would wake up immediately, and on the other hand, he was worried that the latter would wake up too early and feel pain due to the stitches in his legs.

If Lao Zhao and Lao Lin in the house were worried about the uncertainty of Hu Xiaodong's injury, then the survivors waiting outside the house were anxiously waiting for the unknown "result" that would not know when it would come.

Waiting is always tiring, especially for someone like Wang Qiang, who is already impatient, and it is even more uncomfortable than suffering.

If it weren't for Tang Xiaoquan's intervention, Wang Qiang would have already carried his blade and went to the iron gate to find the "noisy" zombies to vent his anger.

After more than half an hour of "suffering" like this, the closed door of the "operating room" finally opened.

Lin Junfu slowly walked out of it, his face tired, as if his soul had been drained.

Tang Xiaoquan looked at his sweaty and tired look, and knew that this was the result of a high degree of mental concentration.

So at the moment, he quickly pulled the chair and stool he sat down on to the other party, and began to help it over and sit down.

After Lin Junfu sat down, Wang Qiang, who had been waiting for a long time as impatient as ants on a hot pot, didn't care whether the latter needed to rest or not, and asked in a hurry, "What's the matter?" Lin Guan, Brother Hu, he ......"

His brows furrowed slightly, Lin Junfu did not answer urgently, but took a few breaths, until his right hand, which was constantly trembling due to nervousness, stabilized a little, and then slowly spoke: "The stitching is quite smooth, but Xiaohu is ......."

"Alas~" With a long sigh, Lin Junfu shook his head silently.

A simple action, but in the eyes of the survivors who had been waiting for more than half a day, it was as heavy as a lightning strike.

Especially Wu Chao and others, who came all the way with Hu Xiaodong, moistened the corners of their eyes with sadness.

Seeing this situation, Tang Xiaoquan also felt bad in his heart, but he also knew that now was not the time to be sad and sad.

After all, Brother Hu's life is still there, and Rao is condition is worrying, but there is still a possibility of improvement.

In addition, it is more important to note that the environment in which you are currently living is not yet at a time when they can let their guard down at will.

So.......