Ether is a general anesthetic that mainly suppresses the central nervous system to achieve the purpose of making the patient lose consciousness and feel pain-free throughout the body. Now most of the ether in the count's body has been consumed. Although his body is still in the analgesic stage, there is still some pulling sensation from the skin hook.
His brain was very confused, and he suffered from retrograde amnesia that is common after anesthesia [1]. He did not know where he was and forgot that he was undergoing surgery.
Perhaps it was this inexplicable pulling feeling that aroused his interest. He raised his hand and slapped his wound impartially, hitting his wound along with the newly sewn intestines.
"What... is this? What... is... on...?"
Morasso spoke incoherently, and his eyelids seemed to stick together due to the remaining power of the ether. The side effects of anesthesia, such as nausea and regurgitation, aggravated his nervousness. He vaguely thought that he had caught a plate on the plate. The body of a python is smooth and slimy.
The field experience in his early years of service made those lingering muscle memories go ahead of the brain. Although Ignatz repeatedly persuaded him to stay as calm as possible during the operation, Morazo was preoccupied with pulling the snake and could not hear anything [2].
"Fuck! It's a snake! If you dare to bite me, go to hell, disgusting poisonous snake!!!"
Ignatz realized something was wrong and immediately shouted: "Hurry and hold him down, don't let him move!"
However, it was already too late. As soon as he finished speaking, Morazo's fingers had deeply clasped the remaining gap in the anastomosis. In just a blink of an eye, the newly sewn small intestine was broken into two pieces.
Suddenly there were screams on the stage, and the scene was in chaos.
Ignatz was used to seeing surgical battles. For him, the number of people who did not scream during the surgeries he performed was the minority. When anesthesia first became popular, he was very uncomfortable and had to keep an eye on the patient's condition.
According to him, although the screams caused by pain are inhumane, they at least let him know that the patient is still alive. The current operation is not like surgery, but more like dissecting a corpse.
But for Bergt, all these are completely opposite extremes. To encounter such a big scene during the first operation is obviously beyond the scope.
"Why are you still standing there?"
Ignatz shouted to Bergt, and immediately used all his strength to press down Morasso's hands and feet. After digging out the broken intestine from his fingers, he still remained graceful. He explained to the audience:
"The count is really as brave as he was in killing the enemy. In his sleep, he actually thought his own intestines belonged to an Italian [3]. It's really admirable."
The timely control of the field had the desired effect, but Berget, who was only in his early 20s, was still in shock and did not react in the face of the turbulent Morasso.
"What the hell are you doing?" Ignatz yelled again, "Hurry up and take your uncle's hand and take his intestines back!"
"Huh? I'm sorry..."
Berget finally woke up a little, and there was some noise in his dazed head. He quickly followed his example and held down Morasso's other limbs.
"Ah, now that you've been caught, don't be polite to me! Damn Corsican short-legged dogs, spaghetti ghosts, and French smelly frogs [4], come at me and watch me beat you all down. Come on. , come on, if you don’t have the ability, go back to your ***... (After that, there are some vulgar words, which are hard to hear)"
At this point, the count was finally fully pressed on the operating table, but the matter was far from over.
Berget only focused on restraining his hands and feet, and did not hold the intestinal tube that should be fixed outside the body. Although Morazo could not move his hands and feet, his waist was still strong. After a fierce struggle, another section of intestine that had just been pulled out of the body was brought back into the abdominal cavity at some point.
The incision angle for inguinal hernia surgery is very skewed and the length is very limited, making it impossible to see clearly what is going on in the abdomen. If there was not a section of suture left on the intestine outside the body, it could only be found by disemboweling it [5].
Ignatz held down Ignatz's right hand with one hand and pinched a piece of intestine with the other hand, unable to free up any space at all. Berget still didn't realize the importance of sliding down the intestines. He just pressed Morasso's body and remained unmoved. The other two assistants who had just graduated in the distance didn't know what he should do now as an assistant. .
Just as he watched the sutures being drilled into the abdominal cavity bit by bit, a dark figure suddenly appeared next to him and stepped forward to help hold the threads.
Ignatz breathed a sigh of relief. Instead of reprimanding Berget, he needed to explain the current situation to the audience as soon as possible:
"My assistant Kavi successfully held the suture on the other end of the intestinal tube. If it were to retract into the abdominal cavity with the mesentery, the consequences would be quite serious...Okay, now give me the suture, you Come and hold the count’s right hand.”
After a smooth handover, the ether that entered the Count's body through the inhalation device took effect again. The situation finally stabilized.
Upon seeing this, Kawei immediately stopped and prepared to return to the preparation area.
But things are always changing. Ignatz, who was having a headache about choosing an assistant, stopped him: "To prevent the count from waking up again, please press the button for a while longer."
Everyone has fallen asleep, why are you still pressing the button? ? ?
Kawei knew what medicine he was selling in his gourd, and he just wanted to use himself as a substitute for Bergt and drive him off the operating table. Even if Kavi is just an inexperienced assistant, Bergat is inexperienced anyway, and he can still play a role in disgusting Elena.
But Carvey didn't want to do that.
The help just now was completely out of the instinct of a senior emergency surgeon, and it was also in line with his position as an assistant.
If the 11th bed is a rare opportunity for trial and error, the patient is poor and the family has given up. If he succeeds, he will definitely make money. If he fails, it will be nothing. At the same time, Ignatz is also willing to help him.
Then Morasso was a hot potato. Not only did he have a prominent position, he also usurped the position of the viscount's son. If the operation is done well, it belongs to Ignatz. If it is done wrong, he may suffer the same misfortune. The risk is too great.
Moreover, it is not easy to sew the intestines in this era. Now that the intestines are violently torn apart, the difficulty of suturing has gone up to another level.
He didn't want to clean up this mess.
But there is no way, Kawei has a very good relationship with Ignatz now, and he should not speak out against him in person or refute his face, so he can only stay where he is. Now I just hope that the future Viscount can withstand the pressure and insist on standing on the stage to help block the thunder.
Young people, you must endure it...
Ignatz didn't know whether to laugh or cry now. If it was Hills standing opposite him just now, at least his intestines would not be broken. Fortunately, the result was not the worst, and the Viscountess's words of counterattack were already suppressed in his throat: "Madam, you really have foresight. The success of the operation does have a lot to do with the assistant."
Elena was very angry after hearing this, but there was nothing good she could do.
Berget's stunned reaction was seen by everyone. If it had been anyone else, he would have been kicked off the operating table to reflect. It's a pity that he is the son of a viscount. Even if he made this mistake, Ignatz still couldn't be too direct: "Bergert, can you still complete the operation with me?"
(Kavi stood aside and silently cheered him on: Come on, I’m optimistic about you)
Of course this young man hopes to stay on stage, but his meager clinical and surgical experience repeatedly advises him:
It's better to get down quickly, a doctor who is still practicing should not be here in the first place. We are all the same, there is nothing to feel inferior to. Besides, the person lying on the bed is still your biological uncle, so you really can’t make any more mistakes!
Berget looked at his mother, then at his uncle who had calmed down, and wanted to persist: "I think I can do it."
(Kavi nodded: Not bad, the young man has a promising future.)
Ignatz didn't seem to buy it and continued to ask: "Now the intestinal tube that was just sewn has been broken again. Are you sure you can help me cut off the damaged part, sew the intestinal tube again, and successfully complete this inguinal hernia operation?" Huh? The assistant's mistakes will also cause the operation to fail. Are you sure you won't make the same mistake again?"
(Kavi: Hey, it’s almost done, don’t hurt his confidence)
Berget hesitated.
He has the courage to continue to stand on the stage, but he does not have the confidence to insist on not making mistakes again.
Seeing him like this, Ignatz knew that he didn't have much confidence, but he still didn't issue an eviction order. Instead, he gave a suggestion in a more tactful way: "If you feel tired, you can rest nearby for a while and wait for someone who needs you." Then, you can go on stage again, how about that?"
"I......"
(Kavi sighed: Hold on, you are the Viscount’s child, don’t let him scare you)
Berget hesitated for a moment and nodded, "I am indeed a little tired."
(Kavi: Don’t...)
"Well."
A gratified smile appeared on Ignatz's lips. Without farewell or introduction, he immediately moved Kavila, who wanted to stay out of the situation, to the position of assistant, without even thinking of asking him what he thought.
Kawei glanced at the audience. Elena, who was sitting in the special seat, was filled with anger and wanted to swallow him whole: "Professor Ignatz, don't you introduce me to this person?"
"He's my assistant."
"He also graduated from Vienna University Medical School?"
"Yes."
Ignatz didn't want to tell the truth at all, because once Kavi's identity was exposed, the woman would continue to make things difficult for him on the grounds of unequal status.
"teacher......."
"Don't be nervous, just follow me."
Kawei looked embarrassed and wanted to refuse, but Ignatz gave him no reason to speak: "Focus on it, this is Count Morasso, a popular man on both sides of the military and the government. You don't want him to die by your own hands." In here?"
After he finished speaking, all the reasons were blocked by this sentence, and Kawei had no choice but to go on stage.
Holding needles and threads with bare hands, holding intestines with bare hands were sensations he had never experienced before, and it took time to get used to them. But no matter what, Kawei is still a surgeon with decades of experience, and his rank is far higher than anyone else in this era.
He didn't know how Dr. Cooper performed the hernia repair back then. He only knew that what Ignatz was doing now was obviously wrong.
Judging from the broken sutures, both the method of suturing the intestines and the location of the subsequent hernia gap suturing were all wrong. According to this method, Cavern could predict that the count would die of peritonitis caused by intestinal fistula within half a month.
What he needs to do now is to help Ignatz successfully complete the operation without knowing it, without overly revealing his abilities.
He just wants to be a talented assistant and grow up slowly while avoiding the eyes of others. Rather than being a compelling monster who ends up being stabbed in the back by someone with ulterior motives.
"It's not easy to be an assistant..."
