It took about 10 minutes to steam the towel and boil the water.
After finishing all this, Wang Qiang and others did not dare to delay, and hurriedly sent the prepared things to Lin Junfu in the next room.
At this moment, Lao Lin was also busy. He held scissors in his right hand and gently pulled Hu Xiaodong's trouser leg with his left hand. As the scissors continued to advance, the wound on the latter, which had long been stained red with blood, was gradually revealed as the trousers material was removed. out.
"Guan Lin, all the things needed for the operation have been sent, I'll put this for you!" Tang Xiaoquan lowered his voice as much as possible, speaking softly and slowly, for fear of disturbing Lin Junfu's operation.
In response to this, Lin Junfu did not answer as if he had not heard anything, and just continued to do his "work".
After removing the blood-red trouser legs, Lin Junfu took a long breath, then poured out some hot boiling water. After carefully cleaning his hands, he moved his eyes to Hu Xiaodong's wounds again.
There is no doubt that the next step is to do the real work. Lin Junfu knows that there is no room for any negligence during this period, so he calms down slightly in order to calm down his nervous mood. After that, he puts on the surgical rubber sleeve. Put it on your hands carefully and carefully.
To be honest, this was the first time in Lin Junfu's life that he had to wear a surgical gauze. What made him feel even more ridiculous was that the first time he wore one, he actually faced a critical operation that could determine life or death.
If you say you are not nervous or scared at this time, that is pure bragging.
But in this world, for some people, you know you can't do certain things, but you still have to go out of your way to fight them.
Don't worry, Xiao Hu, I will definitely let you live!
He silently made a promise in his heart, and with the initiation of this silent promise, Lin Junfu's eyes that were still blurred gradually became sharper.
Lin Junfu started to unscrew the bottle cap of the normal saline solution. He carefully washed away the blood, sweat and blood stains near the wound, and then used iodophor to burn and disinfect the wound. Finally, just to be on the safe side, he did not forget to clamp an alcohol cotton ball with a hemostatic forceps. Apply it to the area where the stitches will be stitched.
Three layers of protection. Although Lin Junfu doesn’t know what the actual surgery is like, for now, this is the most reliable and comprehensive disinfection method he can think of.
While Lin Junfu was preparing for disinfection of Hu Xiaodong, Zhao Yunhai, who was responsible for cooling the latter, was not idle either.
He kept wiping Hu Xiaodong's whole body. As someone who had been there, he had some experience with the so-called "physical cooling".
After all, children have more or less experienced fevers when they were young due to their weak constitution, and parents at that time were usually quite nervous and at a loss.
At this moment, Zhao Yunhai seemed to have returned to that sleepless night, and the person he was taking care of now was not Hu Xiaodong, but his most beloved daughter.
The neck, armpits, wrists, and forehead are all the areas that Lao Zhao focuses on taking care of because he clearly remembers the knowledge taught to him by the medical staff at that time.
When a high fever persists in the human body, the above parts should be wiped immediately to achieve the purpose of cooling down.
This is an extremely tedious and tiring task, because it is not something that can be effective by wiping it once or twice.
It requires the wiper to wipe repeatedly and tirelessly. This repetitive and may not be effective action is undoubtedly a great test of a person's patience and determination.
Zhao Yunhai worked very hard, and there was no sign of slacking off or giving up at all. Even though his arms were already sore and numb, even though Hu Xiaodong was still confused, there was always a firm voice in Lao Zhao's mind. he:
It works! It works! It will definitely work!
The simple psychological suggestion was not only Zhao Yunhai's encouragement to himself, but also his trust in the tough guy Hu Xiaodong.
He firmly believed that it was absolutely impossible and would not be possible for the tough man in front of him to lower his head to such a small stab wound.
The young man must be fighting death in his own way, and as his elder, his family, and his brother, there is only one thing he can do at this moment, and that is: believe him! ! I believe he can defeat death and come back again! !
Hu Xiaodong's condition is still not optimistic. Although his breathing is slightly better than before, the temperature on his forehead is still hot.
Looking at the unconscious Hu Xiaodong, Zhao Yunhai had a complicated mood. On the one hand, he hoped that the latter could wake up immediately and as soon as possible. On the other hand, he was worried that the latter would wake up too early and feel pain due to the sutures in his legs.
As a result, time passed slowly under Lao Zhao's anxious struggle. If Lao Zhao and Lao Lin inside the house were worried about the uncertainty of Hu Xiaodong's injury, then the survivors waiting outside the house It is to wait anxiously for the unknown "result" that will come when it is not known.
Waiting is always tiring, especially for someone with an impatient temper like Wang Qiang, it is even more uncomfortable.
If Tang Xiaoquan hadn't stopped him, Wang Qiang would have gone to the iron gate with his weapon to vent his anger to the "noisy" zombies.
After about half an hour of "suffering" like this, the closed door of the "operating room" finally opened.
Lin Junfu walked out slowly, with a tired look on his face, as if his soul had been taken away.
Tang Xiaoquan looked at his sweaty and tired expression and knew that this was the result of high concentration.
So he quickly pulled the chair and stool he was sitting on over to the other person, and started to help him sit down.
When Lin Junfu sat down, Wang Qiang, who had been waiting for a long time and was as impatient as an ant on a hot pot, didn't care whether the latter needed a rest or not, and immediately asked in a hurried voice: "What's going on? Guan Lin, Brother Hu..."
Frowning his brows slightly, Lin Junfu did not answer hurriedly, but took a few rough breaths. After his right hand, which was constantly shaking due to nervousness, stabilized slightly, he slowly said: "The suturing went smoothly, but the small Bullshit..."
"Alas~" Lin Junfu sighed and shook his head silently.
It was a simple action, but it was as heavy as a lightning strike in the eyes of the survivors who had been waiting for more than a long time.
Especially Wu Chao and others who were walking with Hu Xiaodong were even more sad and wet their eyes.
Seeing this scene, Tang Xiaoquan also felt uncomfortable in his heart, but he also knew that now was not the time to feel sad.
After all, Brother Hu's life is still there. Although the situation is worrying, there is still a possibility of improvement.
In addition, the more important point is that our current environment is not yet at the point where we can let them relax their vigilance wantonly.
so……;
