"It turns out that the organ ability of ordinary people (due to the appearance of cultivators, this statement does not arouse suspicion for ordinary people) is so weak, and the pressure of twenty kilograms is already about to fail."

"No, I think the main cause of exhaustion is blood loss, right? You see he has two wounds on his thighs. ”

"Such a small wound, and it didn't hurt the aorta, I tried it on myself, with a normal flow rate, even if it was buried in the rubble for three days, it would lose at most two-fifths, it couldn't be fatal, I think it should be suffocation, right, don't forget that ordinary people need to breathe, and in three days, the oxygen content in the space where he is trapped should be reduced to a certain level, right?"

"Two-fifths of the blood loss is enough for the average person, okay?"

"That twenty pounds of weight is enough for ordinary people, okay?"

"Isn't suffocation fatal enough for ordinary people?"

"Hey, hey, hey, over there, let you come here for disaster relief, not for autopsies, hurry up and come over to help! Also, stop arguing, that man is dying of thirst! Really, a group of half-people actually came to volunteer, and I don't know if you are here to kill or save people! ”

"What do you say......" As soon as the monk of the Green Capsule Sect wanted to refute, he was held down by his own boss, and then turned his head to the old doctor with green tendons on the side and smiled, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, these are my students, although the level is not good, but it is still okay to be a surgical assistant." ”

"It's your business how you teach your students, but now it's disaster relief, and human life is more important than anything else! If you don't even understand this, what kind of doctor is you? The old doctor looked at Chengyu, who was about twenty-eight or nineteen years old, and finally dropped a sentence and walked away, after all, at this time, there were still many wounded people who were constantly being sent to the camp.

"The old gentleman is taught." Chengyu bowed his head and said, his attitude was sincere and serious.

"Master, why ...... with those mortals"

"Shut up! I've been a monk for a long time, and I've forgotten my last name, right? Have you forgotten the four words of great doctor sincerity? Cheng Yu turned his head and glared at a few disciples—

"Whether you learn these things because of curiosity or something else, first of all, you are studying medicine, study medicine, show me the attitude of medicine, study it well, you can't even figure out the cause of death, it's embarrassing here, hurry up and help me!"

"Yes!" Several monks hurriedly ran away, but Chengyu turned his head to look at the corpse, and after his consciousness swept carefully, he took out a notebook and drew a picture-

"It turns out that this sign is a ...... of thirst to death"

Well, although this is ridiculous, but this is the case, after all, there are few mortals alive on Mars, even if they die, they are killed, fallen, or sick, even if they really starve to death and die of thirst, it is also the punishment of their master's family, and naturally they will not let the monks of the Green Capsule Sect do any autopsy, besides, the Green Capsule Sect is an injury department rather than a work, and in this kind of modern medicine, every doctor has to know something to some extent, and it is indeed a blind spot for them.

"Are there any doctors in neurosurgery, orthopedics, and spine who are idle! There is an emergency in emergency room 3! With a shout, Cheng Yu immediately walked out of the tent, these days, he has been playing the role of an orthopedic surgeon with students, because he has always adhered to the creed of talking less and seeing more, and has not been seen as flawed, plus his bone grafting technique is really profound, so he has some reputation in the disaster relief camp near Chiba.

"What's the situation?" Cheng Yu rushed to the emergency tent and saw several old experts discussing something around a young man.

"Doctor Ma is here (Chengyu's surname is Ma on his ID card)." The gray-haired old doctor glanced back and immediately beckoned, "This patient has two fractures of the thoracic and lumbar vertebrae, the pelvis is broken into seven pieces, the ribs are more fractured, the chest cavity and pelvis are all effusions, and the knees and elbows are all minor injuries, so don't worry about it for the time being, in short, it is probably the result of falling from a high place and being pressed by stones, it is a miracle that he can survive until now, and we are discussing how to treat it." ”

"Treatment? This kind of injury is also cured, most of them are also high paraplegics, not to mention that they can't be cured at all, rather than discussing this one patient, it is better to rush to rescue other hopeful. A doctor, who looked to be about fifty years old, shook his head and turned to leave.

"Dr. Zhang is right, if there are really other emergencies, I will also put this patient on hold for the time being, but at present, the resources in the camp are quite abundant, as a doctor, I still think I should work hard, does anyone have a plan?" The gray-haired old doctor sighed, and there was some unbearability in his eyes.

What competent doctor does not have a dozen lives in his hands? But this does not mean that they are indifferent to life, no, it is precisely because they have seen more of life pass away that they understand the preciousness of life more.

However, as the so-called medicine does not kill people, is it really necessary to treat the injury to such an extent?

"What about the family's opinion?" A doctor who looked to be in his forties asked, and from his question, it was clear that this was a more steady, or rather conformist, type.

"Dead, it is said that the apartment building collapsed, and there is no other life except for her accident." The doctor in charge of registration on the side shook his head, looking a little unbearable.

"How old is the patient? No head damage? If you're less than eighteen years old, it's worth giving it a try. Cheng Yu asked after a moment, maybe it was the rescue of patients these days that made him find a sense of accomplishment as a doctor, maybe it was the sense of responsibility of a doctor, or some other inexplicable things that made him suddenly have an urge to save people.

"I don't know, but judging from the physical development and the school uniform he was wearing when he was found, he should still be a high school student, and as for the head, there is no trauma from the X-ray, but a concussion should be indispensable."

"Then let me give it a try, with the vitality of young people's cells, if the surgery is successful, there is still a possibility of recovery." Chengyu walked to the hospital bed, looked at the girl with a pale face and purple lips, and frowned.

"Then I'm going to find someone to prepare for the operation, does Dr. Ma have any equipment needed?" The old doctor showed a faint smile, if no one was willing to do it, he could only take the risk and give it a try, but for him, an expert in joint surgery, it was still possible to change the femoral head to fight a pelvic bone, but if he wanted to put the spine without sequelae, it would really be a big luck.

"Normal surgical instruments are fine, but the patient's internal bleeding is more serious, prepare more blood bags, and help me call those apprentices who are not successful, others are not easy to use."