Zhao Xiaoman didn't know what kind of vicious character she had provoked, she was now dragging her left leg that had been pierced by a sniper rifle to operate on Cheng Hu in extremely rudimentary conditions.A surgery with a very low success rate.Things are going back, she was about to put a silver needle in her leg to anesthetize the leg and forcibly take out the bullet that showed her head, when Cheng Hu's abdomen was suddenly in bad condition, if she didn't take out the bullet in time for treatment, this life would definitely not be saved.Although Lingquan has already been given to him to drink, and the soldiers in the reverse scales are not used less when they usually cook, but after all, it is mainly nourishing, like Chenghu is so seriously injured and has lost too much blood, if Lingquan has not been hanging, he would have died a long time ago."
Xiaoman, you do it, I believe in you!
If it fails, it will be my life......"
Cheng Hu's face is now no different from a dead man, he has come to his senses since he got on the plane, he can feel that his vitality is passing rapidly, and he has no other choice at this moment: "You did it, I still have hope of living......
If I delay any longer, I will only have one result......"
Regiment Commander Lu naturally knew that his current situation was not optimistic, and he also spoke: "Comrade Zhao Xiaoman, you can do it!"
Any outcome is at my expense!
”"And me!"
Xi Jinyuan said slowly: "Don't have a psychological burden, you are saving people, and only when you relax your mind can you save people in the best state." ”"And my ......"
A comrade-in-arms from the same village as Chenghu walked up to him: "Huzi, you can rest assured that the little military doctor will do the operation, Uncle Cheng and aunts at home are waiting for you to go back safely!"
”Everyone agreed, Zhao Xiaoman had nothing to hesitate about, and if he hesitated, he would really die."
Without a scalpel and tweezers, I can only use a knife to make a hole in your stomach and take out the bullet ......"
"Little military doctor, don't talk about it, if I coax it, I won't be a man!"
Do it!
”Cheng Hu didn't want to hear how she planned to use the knife on his stomach, anyway, he was ready to bear any result."
That's good!"
Zhao Xiaoman sterilized the knife, and then asked Haizi to help take it and bake it on the kerosene lamp, and he endured the pain and pierced the silver needle he prepared for himself in Chenghu's waist and abdomen: "The silver needle can reduce the speed of your blood loss, and at the same time reduce part of your pain, but it can only reduce part of the pain, and most of it depends on you to bear it......"
"Come on!"
”Cheng Hu's eyes closed, and he handed over his life and death to the little military doctor who had known him for a few months.The pills to stop the bleeding have been ground into powder and set aside, but it is not enough!
Zhao Xiaoman looked at Lin Jiahui's waist-length hair: "Aunt Lin, can you give me a few hairs?"
”It's just a few hairs, and Lin Jiahui won't even ask and pull it out to her directly: "Don't delay." ”Zhao Xiaoman soaked his hair in disinfectant before he began to slash the red-hot knife into Chenghu's belly......
There was only the rumbling sound of the plane and the suppressed snort of Chenghu biting the strip of cloth throughout the whole process, and no one spoke, which was a matter of life and death for their comrades, even if they themselves were suffering from the pain, but one by one they were able to endure it without saying a word.I didn't see anyone, the little military doctor had his leg bones pierced, and he still operated on his comrades?
They are just watching from the sidelines and can't help at all, where are they qualified to cry out in pain?