After Su Qing fainted, Hu Yi was startled. He reached out his hand and tried to breathe. Fortunately, he quickly and carefully removed her hand and unbuttoned her clothes one by one. At the abdomen, the clothes were already stuck to the wound. Don't dare to pull hard.
Pour some alcohol on it, take out a cotton swab from the medicine box next to it, soak it in the alcohol bottle, then take it out and try to pull apart the coagulated blood clot, pull it apart bit by bit, and continue to disinfect the wound.
After lifting the clothes, a large dazzling white area was revealed, which made Hu Yi feel dizzy.
He quickly calmed down, but his hands were still shaking a little. The wound was more than an inch long, the skin and flesh were turned out, and the location of the shrapnel was unclear.
Carefully recalling the first aid knowledge learned in the military academy, it seems that the location of the shrapnel must be determined first: "Girl, shine the flashlight on the box! Press her hand."
"Uh!" This action was a bit difficult. The girl stepped forward and directly pressed Su Qing's left hand with her little knee. She held a flashlight in her left hand to illuminate the medical effect box for Hu Yi. At the same time, her right hand had to hold down Su Qing's right hand.
The box was full of small instruments. Hu Yi took out the tweezers wrapped in paper and ignored the probe next to it.
She poured some alcohol on the tweezers and probed into the wound without hesitation. The unconscious Su Qing's body also twitched, and the girl quickly held it down.
Fortunately, the shrapnel was not deep. It should be that when the shrapnel flew over, it reduced the destructive force when tearing the clothes. Hu Yi quickly stabilized his trembling hands, opened the tweezers, tested left and right, and finally clamped the piece of hardware. .
He slowly and carefully pulled it out, threw it directly on Yisu with the tweezers, and pulled off the bandage to prepare it.
"What are you doing? Do you want to clean the wound first? You are so clumsy. She has to press out the blood in her wound." The girl next to her couldn't help but remind her.
"Huh? How do you know?" Hu Yi finally looked up. Wasn't the bandage just wrapped around it? He is also half-full. Since someone has come up with an idea, I don’t know whether it is reliable or not, but it is better than making up his own mind.
"Well, I saw a lot of people in the hospital." The little girl was actually nervous. She saw a lot of people, but they were all irrelevant people.
Hu Yi carefully recalled the situations he had seen when he stayed in the hospital before, and it seemed like that was the case.
He quickly pulled out another piece of gauze and folded it on, started to press the wound and squeeze out the dirty blood.
"Oh, that's not what we're doing. We need to put the gauze strip into the wound and suck it out. Do you know how to do it?" The girl also had a black line on her head.
"Uh, okay." Hu Yi had to follow the girl's instructions.
No matter whether the gauze is clean or not, rub it directly into the wound.
Seeing that Luo Fugui had not left, he was sweating all over. This thing was even scarier than operating on himself.
Soon, after changing the gauze several times to suck out the dirty blood, the blood coming out of the wound became less and slowly turned red.
Hu Yi quickly put on a piece of gauze and prepared to bandage it again.
"Fox, don't you know that the wound needs to be sutured? Clumsy, get up and let me do it." In fact, she had never done it herself. At this time, she had to rush to the shelf.
The girl got up and went around to Luo Fugui, and took out the needle and thread that had been threaded earlier from the box. The thread seemed to be different from the ordinary cotton thread used for sewing clothes, and was thicker.
With trembling little hands, he started to sew. As soon as the stitch was inserted, Hu Yi next to him shivered.
"Why are you nervous?"
"Auntie, please sew quickly and don't talk." Hu Yi made up his mind to learn some first aid knowledge from He Gensheng next time, even if that guy is unreliable.
After a while, the sewing was finally completed.
The girl's hands no longer trembled and she recalled carefully: "That's not right. I saw them doing surgery in the hospital. They said they had to sew two layers. Why is there only one layer? Fox, tell me, will the vixen's body be different from other people's?" Is it different?"
Hu Yi finally remembered that the poor first aid seemed to be like that. There was a layer of muscles under the skin, but these were not ordinary muscles. This was Su Qing's body: "Girl, are you going to practice with Su Qing?" ?”
The girl felt guilty, smiled, quickly took the scissors, cut the thread that had not yet been knotted from the starting point of sewing, and quickly picked up the threads one by one and pulled them out.
Luo Fugui turned his head and glanced at the conversation between the two, which made this guy feel scared.
"Pull over the piece of meat below." The girl said excitedly, as happy as if she had discovered a new thing.
"The wound is so small and I can't put my hand in, how can I pull it out?" Hu Yi was a little confused.
"Isn't there a clamp?" The girl cooed at the tweezers placed on Su Qing's chest.
Hu Bei quickly pressed Su Qing's hand with his knee, freed his hand, picked up the camera, and accidentally touched his strong chest. His heart skipped a beat. He looked up at the girl and found that the girl was looking at the wound and didn't notice him at all. He quickly calmed down and reached for the wound with the tweezers.
"Damn mule, please bring the flashlight closer."
"Okay." Luo Fugui, who looked away, stretched the flashlight closer, not daring to look.
Hu Yi successfully found the layer of muscle under the skin and pulled hard towards the middle. After the girl passed the curved needle through, he pulled the other half.
But it was still close, but the girl didn't care so much. She put the curved needle through the muscle and pulled it toward the middle. Fortunately, the thread was thick and strong and not broken.
Finally pulling the muscles together.
Freeing up his little hands, he pulled off a section of the bandage without tearing it. He quickly found a pair of scissors in the box, cut off a bandage, and wiped away the seeping blood.
The skin was sutured again, this time along the original needle hole, the skin was pulled together, and a tight knot was quickly tied.
I found a piece of gauze and was about to put pressure on the wound when I suddenly noticed that the suture line looked like a bastard.
I couldn't help laughing.
Hu Yi was a little confused: "What are you laughing at? Hurry up and bandage it."
"I don't have the strength, you can do it yourself." The girl dropped the thing in her hand and pulled the gauze to wipe her little hands.
Hu Yi was speechless, turned around, exchanged positions with the girl, lifted Su Qing's body, lifted up her clothes, and prepared to apply a bandage.
After this continuous turning movement, Su Qing blinked and woke up leisurely.
His eyes immediately widened. The light of the flashlight was a bit strong. He quickly closed his eyes and carefully opened them again. Hu Yi's face was not far in front of him. Under the backlight, he could barely see clearly. He turned his eyes downwards and saw that the guy was looking at him. Lifting her clothes, out of embarrassment, she subconsciously raised her legs, and then kicked hard, knocking Hu Yi to the ground on all fours.
Because of excessive force, the wound caused greater pain, and Su Qing fainted again.
Hu Yi's embarrassed look stunned the two spectators next to him.
"Hahaha"
Not far away, a nervous soldier muttered: "Hey, what are they doing? Are they so happy to take out shrapnel?"
"Didn't I tell you to hold her hand down?" Hu Yi quickly stood up and wiped his hand with alcohol.
"I pressed it. Who knew she could use her feet, hahaha." The girl was wiping the blood on her hands with gauze and opened her mouth to laugh again.
Seeing that Su Qing was motionless, Hu Yi felt lucky. Fortunately, when she woke up, she was not sewing the wound. He quickly got up and probed under Su Qing's nose with his hand. She was still breathing! He immediately lifted Su Qing's body, pulled off the bandage and wrapped it.
"It seems... do you need to put a tube in to drain out the pus?" The girl commanded again.
Hu Yi had a black line on his head, as if he said something like this: "Auntie, can't you finish what you said in one go?"
Shuan Nu wiped his hands and started to rummage through the medicine box again: "Mule, why are you looking at the box and turning your head to the side?"
There is indeed a tube in the box, which is a little thinner than chopsticks and soft.
"So soft? How to put it in?"
"Ah, that's right, you won't want to dismantle it again, right?"
"His grandma's box has a piece of wire in the box. Can it be threaded through a pipe and inserted into it?" Luo Fugui couldn't help but suggest.
"how do you know?"
"When I roasted the chicken legs, hehe, I used an iron drill."
Next, Hu Yi was like a professional doctor. Although he was still sweating nervously, his busy hands lifted Su Qing up and down from time to time. Finally, he knotted the bandage and pulled down Su Qing's clothes. After buttoning up the buttons one by one and looking at the white bellyband stained with blood and sweat, Hu Yi breathed unnaturally.
After all the trouble, an accident happened and Su Qing woke up again
Then, another scream from Hu Yi resounded through the night sky.
The audience at the foot of the hillside were so shocked that their jaws dropped to the ground. How could a small operation to remove shrapnel be so funny and scream so miserable?
What's more, the one who screamed seemed to be the one doing the surgery. The patient didn't scream, but the doctor screamed. This was the first time I had seen such an operation.
(End of chapter)
