Zhao Yuan's whole person maintained a high degree of concentration, tearing layers of gauze.

It's like peeling an onion, and the more you get inside, the more crispy and tender it becomes.

When it was time for the last few layers, Zhao Yuan asked Zhang Qinmo for tweezers.

After the protein in the blood is solidified, new flesh grows, and blood vessels and gauze are mixed in it, and although the patient is under anesthesia, it is necessary to be extra careful when handling the last few layers, because tearing the gauze may tear the blood vessels.

Zhang Qinmo stared at Zhao Yuan's serious expression, and suddenly remembered another profession, a cultural relics restorer.

It's just that Zhao Yuan is now dealing with the patient's organs, while the cultural relics restorer is repairing damaged antiques.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the surgeon seems to have a knife to be a major operation.

In fact, this kind of work of taking gauze requires no less than those cutting with wide opening and closing.

"Get some ice brine."

Zhao Yuan's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and Zhang Qinmo handed the ice salt water to Zhao Yuan.

Zhao Yuan carefully dripped ice salt water on the gauze, trying to soak the adhesion.

It's just that the gauze has been wrapped in coagulated blood, and it can't be soaked in water at all.

Zhao Yuan could only use tweezers to clean up the blood.

"Microscopes!"

Zhang Qinmo handed the glasses to Zhao Yuan according to Zhao Yuan's instructions.

Zhang Qinmo could read the difficulty of this operation from Zhao Yuan's every expression.

Although each operation was difficult, Zhao Yuan handled it crisply, which was to save time.

The longer the exposure, the more likely it is to cause infection.

Finally processed to the last layer.

Zhang Qinmo felt his heart lifted.

Zhao Yuan did not hesitate at all, holding the edge of the gauze with tweezers, a little traction, requiring extremely delicate perception and control of power to tear off the last layer of gauze.

The breathing accelerated, and the air seemed to suffocate.

The last piece of gauze, dyed red, is removed.

At this time, a column of blood suddenly shot out and hit the microscope directly.

Zhang Qinmo couldn't help but exclaim, constantly thinking in his heart, what to do, what to do?

Zhao Yuan didn't panic in the slightest, and directly clamped the place where the blood was surging with pliers.

"It's a ruptured artery, it's not a big problem."

Zhao Yuan was a little chaotic in his heart, but he had to be calm, if he was in chaos, no one else would know what to do.

Under the action of hemostats, the ruptured blood vessels quickly stop bleeding.

As for the place where the hemostasis was stopped by pressure with gauze, there were no traces of bleeding.

Zhang Qinmo looked at Zhao Yuan in disbelief.

Zhao Yuan wiped his bloodstained face and bowed slightly, "The patient's situation is settled, let's be next!"

There was a soldier standing outside the tent, waiting for the results of the operation.

The door of the operating cart opens and the patient is pushed down.

The warrior nervously asked, "How's it going?"

There was a hint of happiness in Liu Hua's voice, "The person has been rescued, but it still needs to be observed."

The warrior was relieved, held Liu Hua's hand, and shook it vigorously, "Thank you! Thank you."

Liu Hua shook his head, "You guys work so hard, you don't dare to do it."

Tears glistened in the warrior's eyes, "With your strong backing, our efforts are worth it."

Liu Hua was moved.

From this simple sentence, he felt a sense of responsibility.

Every patient was saved by these young warriors at the risk of their lives.

If the patients end up not receiving timely treatment, then they will not fail to live up to their efforts.

"I will carry out my responsibility to heal every patient with the best of my ability." Liu Hua and the warriors solemnly promised.

The soldier wiped the water stains off his face, and couldn't tell whether it was tears, sweat, or rain, "Well, your level, I saw it with my own eyes, and I'll go back and relay the news to other comrades."

The fighters returned to their company and told the girl the news.

The other fighters were also encouraged by the news.

"The doctor promised us just now that as long as we send the people over, there will be a breath of air. They can save life! Brothers, we must not relax, and despite the terrible floods, we must do what we can to everyone."

If Liu Hua is at the moment, he will definitely be in a hurry.

When did I say such irresponsible things?

However, in the face of disaster, moderate exaggerated propaganda is needed for emotions to rise.

Mental outlook is definitely the most powerful heart booster when facing a desperate situation.

Morale is up!

The fighters have seen too many tragedies, and countless compatriots have lost signs of life.

They became more and more numb and even began to question whether the rescue was worth it..

It's different now.

With a strong medical team in the rear, they can allow patients to receive effective treatment.

Every effort they give is valuable.

With a patient being cured, Zhao Yuan felt a hearty feeling.

No one likes the demeaning nickname of madman.

However, Zhao Yuan actually knew that when he picked up the scalpel, he would unconsciously enter a state of "enchantment".

In a special environment, one operation after another, Zhao Yuan found the feeling of another life.

Although he was tired and his muscles could lose strength at any time, he kept persevering.

The intensive care camp originally had many patients lying on their back, but thanks to the efforts of the three treatment groups, they received timely and effective treatment.

After Tianhua's doctor continued to work for ten hours, Pan Yang asked for a shift change.

Tong Zheng rotated seven general treatment teams with the staff of the Rena City People's Hospital, but the three surgical vehicles still insisted on treating seriously ill patients.

Although Pan Yang knew that it was too much pressure for them, there was no good way.

Because the general treatment group can be rotated, but those who are seriously ill are not able to be handled by ordinary medical staff.

What's more, the operation of a critically ill patient is very complicated, and it can easily take two or three hours.

They slept and maybe four or five patients lost their lives.

In this case, a hard top can only be forced with something rich in high energy such as glucose, chocolate, etc.

Tong Zheng glanced at Bai Lu, "What is the amount of treatment for the three critical surgery vehicles?"

Bai Lu said, "Twenty, sixteen, eleven."

Tong Zheng scratched his head and laughed self-deprecatingly, "It's over! When the master loses to the apprentice, there will be no place for this old face."

Although the environment is very difficult, Tong Zheng is good at making fun of suffering, so he secretly competes with the other two.

In fact, this kind of contest cannot fully show each other's strength.

It takes different amounts of time depending on the patient.

However, it can also indirectly reflect some problems.

In this environment, Zhao Yuan will definitely be able to shine with his skills in general practice.

However, I didn't expect Zhao Yuan to be so powerful.

Because Tongzheng is also an all-rounder in the emergency department.

It is rumored that Ren Min felt the pressure of Zhao Yuan and chose to step out of his comfort zone and leave Tianhua.

Tong Zheng, who has always been indifferent, smelled a similar feeling.

Among surgeons, he is definitely not too old.

Facing the young Zhao Yuan, he suddenly had the illusion that he was going to be out of breath at any time!