"Stop, get checked!"

The majestic groom in the speeding carriage raised his whip and slammed it on the face of one of the sheriffs, and the sheriff was swept up and slammed to the ground with great force.

Pedestrians on the side of the road ducked to the side, watching in amazement as the wild coachman drove his carriage down the Imperial Boulevard. I don't know whose lord this is, he is so arrogant that he dares to beat the sheriff in the imperial capital. Some people gloated and followed slowly, intending to watch a good show of a coachman fighting the sheriff alone, while others looked panicked and hurried towards their homes.

During this time, the imperial capital has been very lively, and cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods have appeared one after another, which makes people feast their eyes and at the same time, they are also aware of the imminent shocking changes in the empire.

Many people know very well in their hearts that the three aristocratic groups have been fighting for so many years, and they are finally going to decide the winner, but at the same time, they are also full of confusion about the future. In the event of a coup d'état, the imperial capital will immediately be involved in war, and it is no fun thing to encounter military disasters in prosperous places. Whoever wins, the imperial capital will eventually usher in an unprecedented and bloody purge, which will even affect civilians.

Some people are worried about this, and naturally some people are secretly excited about it.

Shocking change means opportunity, as long as you bet on the right treasure, you may immediately change your body, from a flat-headed common man to a noble lord.

In addition to these speculators, more people still hope that the emperor will calm down and maintain the current situation.

After the carriage knocked over and pumped several sheriffs in succession, it finally reached the vicinity of the palace. But the carriage still did not slow down, but accelerated, and the coachman faced a small team of nearly 100 royal guards, but he was not afraid, but took out a token from his arms, and shouted: "His Royal Highness the Great Prince returns to the palace, quickly retreat!"

The captain of the royal guard team, who was responsible for maintaining safety and order near the palace, stretched out his hand and grabbed the token, glanced at it, and as soon as he raised his hand, the guards who had completed the battle formation behind him got out of the way and passed by the carriage.

His Majesty the Emperor was taking a lunch break, and after a day of adjustment, he had accepted the situation of the eldest prince being ambushed and injured. Instead of panicking, it is better to calm down and deal with the next situation. After taking care of his official duties, he ate a little, lay on the bed and closed his eyes and took a lunch break.

At this time, a servant suddenly broke in, "Your Majesty, His Royal Highness the Grand Prince has returned to the palace." ”

The Emperor who was lying on the bed opened his eyes suddenly, turned over and sat up from the bed, put on a piece of clothing and quickly walked out of the bedroom, and asked as he walked, "How is the situation of the eldest prince?"

The servant tightened his head, his steps were extremely fast, "The doctor is already doing an examination, but the situation is not very optimistic. ”。 After he said this, he could clearly feel His Majesty's steps, and he quickly stopped, his head lowered.

When His Majesty the Emperor arrived at the side hall, a group of medical officers were surrounding the eldest prince to discuss the injury.

The eldest prince had two holes in his body with gunshot wounds, one in his waist, and the bullet penetrated his body, but fortunately he did not hurt the vital point, and he had already received simple treatment, and the situation was okay. The only trouble was the gunshot wound to the chest, the bullet remained in his body, and from the outside of the body, the bullet deviated from its original trajectory after being hit by a rib, narrowly grazed the lungs, and remained in the body.

If it was a direct hit to the lungs, His Royal Highness the Great Prince would have been a dead man at this time, and it can only be said that his luck was really good.

Think about it, if you are shot by someone in the chaos, you can still get away with it, this probability is very small, and it can only be said that the sky has blessed it.

Hearing the footsteps, the medical officers stood up one after another, turned around and saluted the emperor, His Majesty the emperor frowned slightly, "Excuse me, how is my son's injury?"

All the medical officers, you look at me, I look at you, the last respected medical officer sighed lightly, "The situation is not optimistic, we need to operate to remove the warhead as soon as possible, and we also need to check the injuries in the body of the eldest prince." ”

His Majesty the Emperor, who was suppressing his anger, turned red, and he shouted angrily, "Then what are you waiting for?"

What are you waiting for? Wait for your order, of course.

Without the order of His Majesty the Emperor, who would dare to use a knife on the eldest prince? It's okay to save it, but what if it is not rescued? At that time, I am afraid that the head will be rolling, and the angry emperor will be regarded as an unlucky person to vent, and a bloody person will be killed.

The medical officer received the emperor's order and immediately went into action. Before the emperor came here, they had prepared all the tools needed for the operation and waited for this order.

The medical officer in charge of the surgeon had studied in the Commonwealth for a period of time, and spent five years in a well-known federal hospital, where he operated under the famous surgeons of the Federation. He put on rubber gloves, sprayed a layer of alcohol all over his body, and then sprayed it all over the hall.

This thing offered by Rossi is indeed very awesome, it can effectively kill some common bacteria and viruses, and it has begun to be popularized throughout the country. In particular, after the research of some doctors in the medical school, some formulas have been added, which has increased the sterilization rate of medical alcohol by several steps.

The chief surgeon did not shy away from His Majesty the Emperor, and His Majesty the Emperor did not leave, he had to see his son with his own eyes, whether he had to face failure or success.

The eldest prince was pale at this time, without a trace of blood, and he also fell into a deep coma. After the medical officer wiped his whole body with alcohol, he calmly calmed down, and the scalpel in his hand gently pressed against the bullet hole turned outward, and slashed hard. The parted skin tensed and pulled the wound up, revealing an eversion face. Blood bags that have had needles inserted into blood vessels are also hung high.

Looking at the wound, His Majesty the Emperor's face was also extremely ugly, he frowned and moved two steps closer, and clearly saw that in the inversion incision, there was a tunnel that had been stirred up, the flesh and blood were blurred, and it was faintly black.

The surgeon's face did not change, and in fact his skills were superior to those of the well-known surgeons in the Federation.

Whether it is the royal family of the Tuhrman Empire or the aristocratic class, they all regard their own lives as extremely important. They understand the importance of medical care, and every year they do not hesitate to spend a lot of money to send some potential and powerful medical officers to the federation for further training. After returning, some death row inmates were used as experimental subjects and left to be manipulated by them. In terms of knife skills alone, these medical officers are definitely the top in the Western world.

The reason why this profile is so long is that in addition to removing the warhead, it is necessary to observe the damage to the chest cavity. At this time, there are no miniature visual probes, and all injuries can only be detected by eyes and hands, so the opening must be open enough to penetrate the hand.

The medical officer touched it first, carefully removed the bullet with pliers, and then began to examine the internal organs.

The lungs are slightly damaged and have a tendency to become infected, and it is recommended to remove part of the inflamed tissue......

A tear in the esophagus that requires stitches......

Rib fragments need to be cleaned up......

Watching others stir around in their son's chest with pliers and small aluminum rods, as a father, I feel extremely sad. On weekdays, he always feels that this son is not good in a thousand ways, and how he feels unpleasant when he looks at it, but at this time, he feels sad and guilty about his children, and he has deep anger and hatred.

"How's the situation?", His Majesty the Emperor couldn't help but ask.

A medical officer in charge of observation on the side stepped back two steps and introduced in a low voice, "The bottom end of the lung is grazed by the bullet, the bullet is not very clean, there is a tendency to infect, and a part of it must be removed." The bullet hit the ribs as it entered the body, and the rib fragments were embedded in the organs, thankfully not hurting the heart. The esophagus was torn open, but fortunately, His Highness did not eat during this time, and there was no big problem.

Now the most important thing is infection. If removal of the infected tissue does not stop the spread and worsening of the infection...... ”

The medical officer did not say the rest of the word, and His Majesty the Emperor knew what he was going to say.

In this world, there are no antibiotics, no specific drugs, and we can only fight against infection. If you resist the past, everything will be fine, but if you can't resist it, you can only say that God will not leave anyone.

His Majesty the Emperor paced back and forth a few steps and said sharply, "Immediately summon all the clergy of the church to enter the palace." ”

The medic raised his eyebrows, then stretched out.

After the advanced scientific education of the Federation, they don't believe that those god-talking priests are of any use. If the magic is really so awesome, then what do you need a doctor for? It's better to go to religion, but he can't say this, the situation is really not optimistic, and the existing means really can't deal with the current situation of the eldest prince.

What's more, it is better for someone to carry the pot together than for these medical officers here.