All the necessary decoctions were boiled, and the operating room was disinfected.

The room used for lectures was used as the doctor's office, and the surgeons selected by Qi Yue stood here, except for the coffin.

Anesthesia Liu Pucheng, instrument A Ru Zhang Tong Hu San, these three people also serve as the second and third assistants, as for the first assistant, it must be the coffin boy.

This operation is different from the previous ones, a large area of open chest, for the disciples, is still a great stimulus, the only one who can be trusted is this coffin boy who is often accompanied by the dead.

"But there's one more important question." Qi Yue said, "That's a blood transfusion, although I don't know the amount of bleeding this time for a thoracotomy, but blood transfusion is definitely inevitable, I don't have a blood test paper now, so there is only one way, which is autologous blood transfusion." ”

"Autologous blood transfusion?" Liu Pucheng asked, "Is it your own blood transfused to yourself?" ”

"That's right, originally this kind of blood transfusion needs to be diluted, but the extracorporeal circulation blood recovery machine. These things..."Qi Yue said, sighing.

None of these things...

"Then I have to go out, after the thoracotomy, I will ligate the artery, let his blood flow back into the circulating blood, and then use a siphon to absorb the internal bleeding, and inject it back with an intravenous injection..."Qi Yue said, while writing and drawing on the blackboard with a charcoal strip, "In this way, I may be able to avoid hemorrhagic shock." ”

They don't understand this Liu Pucheng.

"Xiao Qi, don't be afraid, we are doctors, as long as we have a clear conscience, we are fearless." He said with a smile.

Qi Yue nodded.

"Teacher, I'm not afraid." She also smiled and said, "I just want to be the best I can be." ”

After she finished speaking, she put down the charcoal bar in her hand.

"Teacher, the coffin is here, you explain to him today's operation." She said.

Liu Pucheng nodded and said hello.

"Then let's get ready." Qi Yue clapped his hands, "Hu San come with me, let's go find tools." ”

When Qi Yue and Hu San ran out of the Qianjin Hall. A horse-drawn carriage was heading towards Yongqing Mansion.

"Really?" Old Doctor An asked with a solemn expression.

"Yes, father, it's spread all over the city, it must be fake." Dr. An said, with an unconcealable excitement, "That woman has no woman's virtue, Dingxi Houfu should have been..."

Before he finished his words, Dr. An picked up the crutches on the side and gave it to him.

"Get out, if you are disrespectful to your ancestor again, I will forbid you to practice medicine!" He shouted in a deep voice.

Master! Although Dr. An was indignant. But he also knew that his father did what he said he did, so he didn't dare to speak and sat out at the moment.

When the coffin boy rushed over, he happened to meet Qi Yue who entered the door.

"You're here. Great, go, we're going to have a meeting to discuss surgery. Qi Yue said directly.

The coffin boy's gaze fell on her hand.

Chisels, saws, pliers, wires....

"I've cooked them all." Qi Yue handed over the things to the two disciples in one go.

The two disciples hugged them with pale faces.

In the room, the blackboard that was originally full of writing was still on the table, and Liu Pucheng led the coffin boy to look at it one by one. Here, Qi Yue picked up the charcoal bar again and began to explain.

“… For this operation, I made a median sternal incision to cut through the skin...", she said, marking the chest anatomy chart, "... sawing the sternum from top to bottom..."

Hearing this, Hu San and the others couldn't help but sigh. Reach out and cover your mouth.

"That. That.. He stammered.

"This scheme has little damage to the pleural cavity and is well exposed during surgery." Qi Yue said, ignoring Hu San. Then he explains, "Then I will probe the mediastinal thymus until I find the hematoma, remove it, and close the bleeding point..."

The coffin boy stared at her hand earnestly, his eyes shining.

Previously it was just looking at the dead. Finally got a chance to see the living....

The living are dissected...

It's so exciting....

"After the hematoma is removed, I fix the sternum with wire. Then use the sub-full layer of continuous stitching..."Qi Yue continued, while quickly writing and drawing on the blackboard.

Liu Pucheng and the others stopped breathing when they heard it, and the operation had not yet begun, but just listening to Qi Yue's future, they felt that their hairs stood on end.

What kind of skill is this, my God, where did you learn this!

After explaining what was to be explained, so that everyone had a preliminary understanding of the operation, Qi Yue put down the charcoal bar in his hand and took a deep breath.

"So, let's get started." She said.

"Yes." Liu Pucheng and others replied in unison.

As they spoke, they walked out of the classroom and began to walk towards the disinfection room, where the family members of the patients squatting in the hospital saw it.

"Hey, hey!" They immediately shouted loudly, stretching out their hands and pointing at the coffin boy, "What is this bad luck man doing when he comes in?" ”

The coffin boy stopped.

"He's my assistant." Qi Yue said, "Whether this operation can be successful or not depends on him." ”

These words made the men wide-eyed, and they didn't react for a while to watch Qi Yue pull the coffin boy in.

"Third brother." A man came back to his senses, looked at the man in the lead and said, "This thing is not going to work, why does it seem that everything is strange here?" ”

The man who was called the third brother looked down at the piece of paper in his hand, which was the operation notice that Qi Yue asked him to sign.

"Bolt, you take this, go to the street and find someone to see, what is written." He whispered.

The bolt responded, took the piece of paper and went out, the disciples in the Qianjin Hall were busy and no one paid attention, besides, this operation is also for the family to avoid, and after coming out, go directly to the intensive care unit, and the family members are not allowed to enter, it doesn't matter if these people are not here.

Bolt went out and didn't know who to ask, but he had a flexible mind and knew that if he asked near Qianjintang, maybe these people would collude with Qianjintang and wouldn't tell him the truth, so he walked straight out.

Not far from East Street, I happened to see a pharmacy, since they are all doctors, then the insiders must know the insiders, and the plug lifted his feet and went in.

He grabbed a young man and handed him the paperwork.

"Little brother, what are you reading to me?" He said.

When the young man saw that this person was neither taking medicine nor asking for a consultation, where did he pay attention to him.

"I'm busy, I need to read papers, go to the street to find papers." He said impatiently, reaching out and pointing.

"If you want to see it, you can watch it! How can healers protect each other! "Where will the plug have a good temper, and suddenly glared and shouted." Show me what this Qianjintang writes? ”

The young man shuddered with fright, which also attracted the attention of the people around him, and a chubby middle-aged man came over and took the paper from the bolt's hand.

"You said this was written to you by Qianjintang?" He asked.

The young man shouted to the shopkeeper, the middle-aged man waved his hand at him, and the young man hurriedly ran away.

The plug glanced at the man, saw that he was dressed, and knew that it was the shopkeeper of the drugstore, so he nodded and told the matter.

The middle-aged man had already finished reading the paperwork, and there was a surprised and disdainful smile on his face.

"It's ridiculous. How can people sign such a life and death document. He shook his head.

As soon as he shook his head, the bolt immediately panicked.

"What is written?" He asked hurriedly.

It means that your relatives give it to them. Life and death have nothing to do with their Qianjintang, how can this not be related? Treating diseases and saving people is related to curing, but it doesn't matter if it can't be cured? Is..... The middle-aged man shook the paper and said with a dissatisfied face. While looking at the plug, he saw that this man had a brute spirit, and he couldn't help but smile on his lips, "Your family is being treated in Qianjintang?" ”

The bolt nodded, and hurriedly talked about the matter from beginning to end, even including the words of the first doctor.

The middle-aged man's eyes narrowed. When he heard the bolt say that the coffin boy was also coming, his eyes widened suddenly.

"What?" He exclaimed, but then stopped. nodded, "Sure enough, it did. ”

But he didn't speak again.

This exclamation made the bolt even more panicked.

"Shopkeeper, what's wrong?" He asked.

The middle-aged man shook his head and sighed, looking at him with some pity.

"Young people. Let's go back and prepare for the future. He whispered.

The bolt was stunned.

"But, the doctor said he was a little sure of a cure." He shouted.

The middle-aged man smiled mysteriously. Looking outside, he pulled the bolt and approached the corner, muffling his voice.

"Silly boy, do you know what Coffin Boy does?" He whispered.

"Look at Yizhuang." The bolt replied.

"Other than that, he does something else." The middle-aged man lowered his voice, "This, only we as doctors know, he also plays with people's corpses, cuts them with knives, and checks the internal organs..."

The plug's eyes widened suddenly, and he didn't take a breath.

"We won't hide this from you, many doctors will go to him to buy corpses, and practice medical skills by studying corpses and checking internal organs, I think you are a person who practices martial arts, so do you know how to improve martial arts?" The middle-aged man then whispered.

The plug nodded.

"Practice more." He said dumbfoundedly.

"That's right." The middle-aged man patted him on the shoulder, looking at his gaze sympathetic and pitying, "Qianjintang's ability to open people's stomachs, how do you think it was practiced?" ”

The bolt froze in place, then let out a howl, turned and rushed out.

The howl frightened the middle-aged man to tremble, but he quickly recovered and smiled happily.

He reached out and pulled a letter out of his cuff, shook it, and stuffed it back with a bit of pride.

"There's a lot of fun." He muttered to himself, then walked away humming a little tune.

At this time, in the Qianjin Hall, the surgical staff entered the operating room after disinfection.

This is the second time everyone has stepped in, but the tension is still there, after all, the last time it was a child's mouth and nose, this time it was an adult, and it was also a chest, just looking at the hammer, scissors and saws on the shelf was scary enough.

"The anesthesia is complete." Liu Pucheng said.

Qi Yue nodded, stood in his position, saw that she was standing, and the coffin boy also stood over, last time he had already explained his position, Aru pushed the instrument, Zhang Tong Hu San shook off the list and fixed it with a clip.

"Now for emergency thoracotomy and ready for thoracotomy." Qi Yue said, stretching out his hand.

Aru put the scalpel into her hand accurately.

Qi Yue held the knife, added a transverse incision on the left neck from the middle of the chest, and the blood gradually seeped out, and the coffin boy picked up the gauze and wiped it.

In the operating room, only the sound of rapid breathing is heard.

Outside the operating room, the disciples were also observing, and when they saw Qi Yue pick up the saw and start sawing on the patient's chest, everyone closed their eyes and covered their mouths with their hands to avoid screaming.

Hu Sanzhangtong next to him has reached the limit, one is barely stretching, the other is trembling hands and feet, and the words on the operation record paper are constantly deformed.

"The blood was recovered." Liu Pucheng took the blood that flowed from the siphon, and Ah Ru took the porcelain bottle and placed it on the shelf, next to the syringes, needles, and the only remaining plastic tube, which was originally a plastic tube that has now become three.

"The mediastinal tension is very high..."Qi Yue said, so that Hu San could record.

The coffin boy looked seriously at the open ribcage.

"There's blood here!" He said.

Qi Yue nodded.

"This is the thymus, this is the mediastinum. Hematoma descends from the upper mediastinum. Qi Yue said, touching them one by one with his hands, ". . . Bilateral mediastinal pleural involvement... This is the left innominate vein... Back..."

She said, stopping abruptly.

"Found it, the hematoma is here." She shouted happily and stretched out her hand, "Now cut open the fibrous envelope and eliminate the blood clot..."

Ah Ru handed over the scalpel, Qi Yue stretched it out, and blood gushed out at this moment, bright red and dazzling, instantly filling his sight.

"Ahh

The screams suddenly resounded in the room, and even the coffin boy who was standing close couldn't help but let out a low cry.

It's not venous bleeding, it's arteries!

Qi Yue's brain exploded instantly, his hair stood on end, and a layer of cold sweat came out of his back.

(To be continued)