Because of the relationship between the silencer and the long distance at that time, the power of the bullet was slightly reduced, and it passed by the heart.

This location is too close to the heart, and the risk factor is very high.

It's not the first time Meng Tao has had surgery, but this is the first time in this environment.

There were no nurses or interns around, only half-hangers who had been found temporarily, and a few half-finished blood packets that had not been tested.

Dr. Meng, who drove the ducks to the shelves, cut open the wound and handed the scalpel to the assistant, "Give me No. 3 tweezers." ”

The assistant took the scalpel and handed the hemostat in the third place.

Meng Tao took it and looked at it, said with a dark face, "This is a hemostat." ”

The names of the surgical instruments were too complicated, and Meng Tao was afraid that he wouldn't be able to remember them, so he numbered them and placed them in order from childhood to adulthood, but he didn't expect that he couldn't even remember this.

"The sixth on your left, hurry up!" Meng Tao opened his mouth to remind.

When he handed the tweezers, the assistant's hands were shaking, and Meng Tao glanced at him and warned, "Spiritual points." ”

The poor assistant nodded, as if sensing the cold gaze of the boss, his hands trembled even more, and he was not as nervous as he was now when he held the gun.

finally persuaded himself to calm down, and saw Meng Tao use the sharp-mouthed tweezers to prop open the wound, the flesh inside was turned out, and the blood began to gush up.

"Four-pine!" Meng Tao stretched out his hand.

The assistant hurriedly handed him the number four pliers, and then saw him put the tongs into the flesh, stirring back and forth.

"Vomit ......"

The assistant's face turned white, his stomach churned, and both legs were half weak.

Even the old men feel chilled when they see this scene, the profession of a doctor is really terrible.

Meng Tao didn't know that a simple action he had just made was classified as dangerous by his temporary assistant.

His mind was now on the pincers, feeling the amplitude of his heart vibrating under his hand.

Bang, bang.

The muscles on Meng Tao's arms were completely tense, and the pliers were carefully probing in the invisible places, if he was not careful, he would be doomed!

The blood bag had been replaced, and as the minutes passed, blood continued to gush from the cut wound, making it more difficult to find the bullet.

Where the hell is it?

The sweat on his forehead somewhat obstructed his vision, and Meng Tao said calmly: "Wipe the sweat." ”

The man next to him seemed stunned for a moment, then took out a handkerchief from his pocket.

Immediately after Meng Tao, he said: "Hemostat, it's the one you took the wrong one just now!" ”

"Gauze!"

"Needle-nose pliers!"

"Cotton balls, quick!"

Meng Tao's speed of speech is getting faster and faster, reflecting his heart at the moment, but the other party's psychological quality seems to be improving rapidly, and he has not made a mistake once.

The gauze and cotton balls soaked in blood were thrown on a plate by Meng Tao, and after temporarily stopping the bleeding, he began to look for bullets again.

There is no way, there are many blood vessels near the heart and lungs, and if you are not careful, it may cause heavy bleeding.

The most important thing is that the bullet is too small, this is not a hospital, there is no high-tech equipment to see through the position of the bullet, you can only come by feeling.

In the later cooperation, the tacit understanding between the doctor and the assistant is full.

Every time Meng Tao's eyes just glanced to the side, the assistant could guess what he needed, and then hand it over as soon as he spoke.

More than half an hour has passed, the sun is about to set, and the indoor temperature is getting lower and lower, but the sweat on Meng Tao's forehead is getting more and more.

"Wipe the sweat!" Meng Tao ordered.

The person next to him wiped his sweat according to his words, and noticed that his fingers were a little unnatural, and Meng Tao glanced up at him.

It doesn't matter if you look at it, Meng Tao's face changed suddenly, and the assistant didn't know when he changed and became that gloomy man.

"Concentrate!" The man's expressionless reminder.

Meng Tao seemed to be frightened by him, and his complexion changed again, but this time he didn't control the strength of his hand well, and he accidentally hit a heavy hand.

A stream of blood rushed out of the wound and sprayed Meng Tao in the face.

He cursed and glanced at the blood bag next to him, it was almost the end, and it would be troublesome if he couldn't find the bullet again.

A few people next to him saw Meng Tao being sprayed with blood, and their complexions changed drastically, grass, this thing shouldn't have stabbed the heart!

Just when everyone thought that Dr. Meng would not return from this trip, Meng Tao suddenly showed joy on his face, and said in a somewhat excited tone: "I found it, my grass is stuck in my lungs." ”

Meng Tao held his breath and pulled the pliers out, completely unaware that he was exploding.

After all, it is flesh and blood, and when the pliers are pulled out, the blood gushes out of the wound, and at this moment, everyone's emotions are infected, and the atmosphere does not dare to come out.

With a soft sound of 'bang', there was an extra bullet wrapped in bloody clothes on the table, and Meng Tao breathed a sigh of relief.

Now that there was only finishing work left, Meng Tao glanced at the blood bag again, and said to the person next to him: "Hemostat and gauze!" ”

After speaking, I remembered that the assistant had been replaced, and my face couldn't help but be a little embarrassed.

Fortunately, the other party didn't mind the tone of his speech, and handed over the things in time.

Now is far from the time to relax, Meng Tao is not thinking nonsense, and begins to stop the bleeding of the wound and do the finishing touches.

There was no major bleeding, which was already the best result.

Meng Tao's heart settled for a moment, and he stretched out his hand to the side, "Needle." ”

The bloody glove, taking the tiny needle, began to stitch up the wound.

After doing this, Meng Tao changed into a pair of clean gloves, then cleaned up the area around the wound, smeared medicine and applied gauze.

Because he didn't know the recovery later, Meng Tao's life was still hanging in the balance.

Just in case, he gritted his teeth and drew another thousand milliliters of blood, anyway, these people are strong and strong, and they don't smoke white.

Meng Tao changed Su Mo's blood bag, took out a bottle of normal saline from the medicine box, added painkillers and anti-inflammatory drugs to it, and pricked her on her other hand.

The surgery was an unexpected success.

After doing this, Meng Tao's heart that he had been carrying was completely put back into his stomach.

He said as he sorted out his things: "Although the bullet has been removed, it still needs to be observed for two days, and if the fever can go down, it will not be a big problem." ”

It seems that because of his exposed hand, the people in the room are a lot more kind to him.

Even the perverted man in his mouth was not as eerie as before.

He walked over and glanced at Su Mo and asked, "When will she wake up?" ”

Meng Tao said: "It's not certain, if the wound is not infected, it will wake up in two or three days." ”

Hearing this answer, the man nodded.

Then say to the person who is packing up his things and preparing to leave, "Then give you three days." ”

Meng Tao carefully digested this sentence and asked tentatively, "You mean, I'm going to stay here for three days?" ”

"In three days, I'm going to see her wake up."

Meng Tao was anxious and explained to him: "I can't stay here, I have to go back to the hospital, I have a job and I have to go to work......"

"If she doesn't wake up after three days, you don't have to leave!"

After the man said these words with an expressionless face, he turned around and left the room, leaving Meng Tao in astonishment.

It wasn't until the person walked away that Meng Tao reacted.

"Grass, it's on me!"

Meng Tao was not lightly angry, and kicked on the table that was temporarily used as an operating table, and the things on the table he kicked 'clanged'.

Mayinur is alone, and there are not many rooms at home, one for himself and one for Sumo, and the remaining rooms are full.

At night, Meng Tao was arranged to lay on the floor in Su Mo's room.

It may also be that there are too many things encountered on this day, and when he heard the news, Meng Tao didn't react much, anyway, whether he accepted it or not, the result was the same.

On such a cold night, you could feel the chill on the ground through the quilt, Meng Tao lay on the ground, tossing and turning and couldn't sleep.

I finally felt a little sleepy, and I was woken up by a burst of crying.

The crying is sometimes loud and sometimes small, endless, and it will never make you feel better if you die.

Meng Tao pulled the quilt over and covered his head, but it was useless, "There's no end to it!" ”

After tossing like this for a while, Meng Tao was almost awake.

After reacting to who was crying, Meng Tao woke up suddenly, jumped up directly from the ground, and went to turn on the light with bare feet.

Seeing the tears on Su Mo's face, Meng Tao was a little surprised, "It's really you!" ”

He couldn't be fierce in front of the beautiful Meng Tao, and said in a gentle tone: "What do you think?" ”

Su Mo didn't speak, she still sobbed twice from time to time, and her small appearance looked very aggrieved.

Meng Tao stared at her for a while, and then slowly reacted, she was in a nightmare, she didn't wake up at all.

What is this dreaming about, crying so sadly?

Out of the doctor's instinct, Meng Tao reached out and tried her forehead, and this attempt frightened him, and he hurriedly went to find a thermometer.

Before going to bed, he took Su Mo's temperature, which was obviously much better than before the operation, but now she is completely a fire person!

42.6°C, so high?

Seeing the display scale on the thermometer, Meng Tao's brain sank suddenly, and he had a feeling of 'my life is at rest'.

At this point, Meng Tao had no choice but to remove the gauze to check the recovery of the wound.

The wound that had just been treated in the afternoon was very red and swollen around it, and it had begun to drain pus, which was not a good sign.

Meng Tao's scalp was numb for a while, so he took his treasure chest, put on a mask and gloves to clean the wound, and this time he used two full anti-inflammatory drugs.

After re-bandaging the wound, Meng Tao prepared another bottle of potion, and the patient was now very weak and could only rely on normal saline to support him.

After preparing the medicine, when the needle was pricked, Meng Tao encountered a little trouble.

The blood vessels on Su Mo's hands were already thin, and after losing so many blood bags and salt water today, the backs of both hands were swollen, like two steamed buns.

When he saw the back of Su Mo's hand, Meng Tao couldn't help but think, could she be crying!

Because the location of the bullet was near the heart, he did not use anesthetic, and it was a few hours after the operation, and it was probably a little painful.

I can cry so sadly in a coma, it can be seen that it hurts.

Meng Tao looked at her a little embarrassed and said, "My aunt, don't cry, I won't die of guilt if you cry again!" ”

As she spoke, she found an ointment from the medicine box and wiped her hands.

After doing these things, Meng Tao collapsed on the side of the bed.