Although the man's face was pale, he still limped over and helped Jiang Fan hold the little girl.
He said to Jiang Fan: "I don't care if there is plasma or not, it doesn't matter. Can you help me find my wife? She is in poor health and can't last long."
Jiang Fan cleaned the little girl's wounds, found a sedative and injected it into the little girl. The girl instantly fell into a coma.
Seeing that the man was agitated, he said: "You should take a rest first. My teammates will not give up on anyone who is still alive, but you know, this is a battlefield, and they will not waste too much time doing unnecessary things."
The man's mood collapsed instantly.
He supported the table with his hands, and his big tears kept falling to the ground. The man said desperately: "But what should I do with my wife? What should I do with my country? Why? Why on earth are we experiencing this?"
Jiang Fan had no way to answer this question, so he could only be busy with the work at hand.
After he sewed up the little girl's wound, he began to identify that the little girl's eyes could be cured.
However, the instruments here are limited and the equipment is incomplete. The air is filled with many complex viruses thought to be caused by the war.
Even if there was hope, there was no way to operate on the little girl under such conditions.
After a while, the major came over with several people.
At the same time, they also brought an isolation device made of plastic sheeting, which could just be used to isolate the room with plastic sheeting and disinfect the interior at the same time. Although this place cannot be compared with a professional operating room, under such conditions, Jiang Fan and Major, we have tried our best to provide everyone with the best surgical environment.
At the same time, some key equipment was brought.
The major limped, but his running speed was not inferior to that of other soldiers.
He asked Jiang Fan: "Captain Jiang, please see how to arrange these. There are some damaged machines over there, but I'm not sure if they can be used."
The structure of the eye is too complex. Even Jiang Fan's military medical system can only provide treatment plans, but they must also be based on the patient's condition.
Jiang Fan wrote down some of the equipment he needed in a notebook and handed it to the major: "Major, please look for these equipment. I will figure out the rest myself."
The major looked at the young man in front of him who was less than thirty, but he could give people an inexplicable sense of security.
Although this place is in a battlefield and even violently besieged by criminal groups, as long as Jiang Fan is there, they can feel at ease. /
The major said: "Don't worry, we will bring it to you right away."
Then, he pointed to the refrigerator nearby and said: "When we came, we found that there was plasma in this box, but the hospital has been affected by the disaster for several days. I don't know when the refrigerator lost power. Look at the plasma. Can it be used?"
It seems that the safety of plasma must be checked. After all, the little girl's surgery also requires plasma.
But there are no professional instruments in the house.
Jiang Fan could only take out a pack of plasma, put it on a tray, add various chemicals to it, and check the rupture of the cells.
After confirming that the cells were all normal, Jiang Fan breathed a sigh of relief. Then, after matching the blood types of the man and the little girl, he started the blood transfusion.
After a while, more victims were brought over.
This man's injuries were also serious, with half of his body severely deformed. Even when Yao An recalled the scene of saving him, he couldn't help but shudder.
His lower body was originally pinned under a collapsed house, and his right hand was probably also pinned under the stone. The man wanted to save himself, and during the struggle, he forcibly pulled out his right hand.
This caused his hands to look bloody and bloody, with clearly visible bones.
After Jiang Fan used the X-ray function of the military medical system to scan, he found that the man's hip bone was downward, severely damaged, and there were multiple dislocations on the bone. According to this situation, he should not be able to hold on for long.
The man roared in pain and vomited blood.
"Help me, doctor, where is the doctor?"
"I don't want to die yet. I'm just twenty years old. I still have a future, my legs."
Before he finished speaking, the man was completely unconscious.
Jiang Fan asked Yao An to put the person on the operating chair. Although the lights on the operating table were easy to use, the country's power resources were also in short supply at this time.
Jiang Fan simply did not use the surgical lamp, but used the military medical system and the eagle eye skills to assist each other.
The man who was lame at first looked at Jiang Fan's operation process in shock. He had never seen someone perform the operation in such an orderly manner. The bones in the man's lower body were shattered in Chengdu, which was comparable to glass falling to the ground. Coco Just imagine.
But while Jiang Fan was giving her a blood transfusion, he used existing steel nails to fix the broken parts.
The other side that scares men is the horrifying scenes of Jiang Fan using various medical tools. Electric drills, hammers, various medical-grade screws, saws, etc.
These items that usually appear in my warehouse now appear in the operating room.
Jiang Fan even took the time to say to him: "If you feel scared, go out first. Your current situation is not very good. I'm afraid you will be stimulated again."
The man suddenly thought that maybe compared with this man, he was lucky.
He sighed, and finally limped out the door with his hands and feet feeling cold.
Jiang Fan told him to close the door tightly. If his teammates brought someone, they should place them at the door first and wait until he finished the operation before bringing in the next victim.
But after the man left, he felt restless.
His wife doesn't know whether she is alive or dead at this time, how can he be stable?
Then, he limped toward the door while holding on to the wall. He picked up the steel pipe exposed on the ground and used it as a temporary crutch.
As a result, when he walked to the door, he met Tong Chunjian head-on.
Tong Chunjian was holding a teenage boy in his arms. The boy's arm was scratched by an unknown source. At this time, a huge wound was exposed. The little boy had lost consciousness.
The man wanted to stop Tong Chunjian, but he looked at the child in the other man's arms and couldn't bear to say: "Put him on the chair in the corridor first. The doctor is doing an operation inside. After he completes the operation, he will Bring the little boy inside.”
Tong Chunjian glanced at Jiang Fan's ward and did as he said.
When he was about to leave, the man grabbed his arm. He stared into Tong Chunjian's eyes, as if this was the last straw he could grasp.
He said: "Please, the doctor told me that you saved me, but have you seen my wife?"
The man's expression was painful and his voice was trembling.
Tong Chunjian naturally understood his worries, but he said truthfully: "I'm sorry, I didn't see it." (End of Chapter)
