In the simple operating room, Wen Jin disinfected and debrided Zhang Liang's wounds, and checked whether there were large blood vessel injuries or neuromuscular injuries in the abdomen...
She has to take on the task of a team in modern surgery alone... It is quite a challenge in terms of ability to withstand pressure, mental stability, hand-eye coordination, and even physical strength.
Fortunately, in critical moments, she still has spiritual spring water to "cheat".
“There was a secondary tear in the liver, and there was active bleeding in the liver capsule.
“The liver parenchymal damage was two centimeters deep and four centimeters long.
"Debridement, hemostasis, suturing..."
Wen Jin was muttering to herself while operating, as if there was a whole team nearby cooperating with her.
Zhang Liang's kung fu is average, but fortunately he has some kung fu.
Otherwise, the damage to the liver would never be what it is now.
Wen Jin raised his sleeves and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
She treated the liver tear with catgut and immediately used spiritual spring water to debridement...
In ancient times, if it caused intra-abdominal inflammation, it would be too troublesome! A single inflammation can kill a person.
The visceral trauma was taken care of, and there was no damage to major blood vessels.
She began suturing layers of abdominal muscle and skin tissue.
The entire operation lasted for one and a half hours.
Three hours of intense concentration made Wen Jin a little tired.
She drank a glass of spiritual spring water and her mental strength recovered somewhat.
She opened the door, and two of Song Tao's confidants were guarding the door.
Seeing her coming out, the two of them immediately stood up straight, "Master Jin, how are you?"
Wen Jin nodded, "It's okay for now, but he can't be moved. I'll use the kitchen and fry the medicine."
"Leave the decoction to the younger one!"
The attendant took the medicine prepared by Wen Jin and looked inside, looking anxious.
"The injury was so severe and there was so much blood...Is it true that the person will not die? Is there any way to save him?"
"It didn't hurt the aorta or the heart, so maybe it can be saved. Do your best and listen to fate." Wen Jin said.
The two attendants frowned and hesitated to speak.
They didn't recognize Zhang Liang, so why were they so worried and concerned?
Wen Jin thought for a moment.
"What's wrong with you? Do you need to seek medical advice?"
"It's not us, it's my young master..."
A follower said anxiously, "Master Jin has superb medical skills. Can you go and see my young master? He...he is not very well right now!"
Wen Jin was slightly startled.
Song Tao was fine when he just saved her... but the poison backfired so quickly?
The attendant took her to a private room a few doors away.
"The young master was interrogating the assassin in the backyard, and suddenly... the old illness recurred. The elixir you auctioned in Dadexing last time was quite effective in curing my young master's stubborn illness!"
The attendant suddenly knelt down and said, "Please save my young master!"
"Please get up. Mr. Song is kind to me today, and I will not stand by and watch whether he is kind or reasonable. You are welcome."
Wen Jin stepped forward.
The attendant quickly carefully pulled Song Tao's wrist out of the quilt.
When Wen Jin took his pulse, he also observed his complexion...
"The previous medicine has neutralized the toxicity in his body, but he just got angry and his mood swings were also poisonous.
“Being happy is worse than being sad, being angry is worse than hurting the liver... For ordinary people, this toxicity will not show up immediately.
"But Young Master Song has a special constitution and has accumulated poison for a long time. The poison of emotions can easily cause the poison in the body to come back."
The followers' doubts and worries about Wen Jin's medical skills immediately turned into deep trust and dependence after her explanation.
"It's so difficult for my young master! People say that he practices this sinister Kung Fu... Even if he suffers, it's his own fault.
"But people in the world don't know... don't persuade others to do good without suffering from them. If he didn't practice this skill in an 'eager for quick success', I'm afraid he would have died a long time ago!"
"Please...save him!"
The attendant knelt in front of Wen Jin with red eyes.
To be able to make people around him so loyal, Song Tao must have his charisma.
Wen Jin took out the brocade box from her medicine box.
"This is the same medicine as the one that was auctioned last time."
After Wen Jin showed it to his entourage, he opened Song Tao's mouth and stuffed the honey pill, which was larger than a soybean, into his mouth.
now……
Song Tao, who was in a coma, felt a fresh lotus fragrance lingering in his nose.
He wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids were quite heavy.
Subconsciously, he seemed to have a premonition that this ethereal lotus fragrance would soon leave him.
He suddenly reached out and grabbed "Lotus Fragrance".
This fragrance actually has a substance, it is smooth, warm and soft...
He pulled the "Lotus Fragrance" to his nose and took a deep breath...
Refreshing, cool, clean and pure... just like being in a lotus pond in fairyland.
His frown relaxed slightly.
The bones all over my body ached terribly, but now it was like I was soaking in warm and comfortable hot spring water... the tingling sensation in the bones had also slowed down a lot.
…
Song Tao's followers were so shocked that they did not dare to breathe.
He watched helplessly as his young master grabbed Mr. Jin's wrist, pulled it to his nose, and took a deep breath...
If the young master is not unconscious...then he is a complete gangster!
What surprised the entourage even more was that his young master was not flirtatious with women. In fact, he even hated women.
The identity of this "Master Jin" is actually a woman.
If other people don’t know, how can they, their cronies, not know?
"Master Jin, don't be angry, my young master didn't mean it..."
The followers were anxious and afraid, not only afraid that Wen Jin would fall out, but also afraid that the young master would wake up and find out and blame them.
Wen Jin hummed.
She originally planned to give Song Tao another injection to drive away the poison, and coordinate internal and external conditioning to make him feel better faster...
Now it seems that it is better to forget it!
She couldn't get away and was about to pinch the acupuncture point on Song Tao's arm to force him to let go...
"Auntie, why are you leaving...
"Why did you kill daddy...was he not good to you?
"Why abandon me? Am I not your son..."
The attendant's face changed with fear.
Wen Jin coughed lightly and pinched his Yangguan point.
He groaned and shook his arm, but still held on tightly and refused to let go.
Wen Jin was about to pinch him again.
A line of clear tears flowed from the corners of his closed eyes...
The entourage was so shocked that he was out of his wits... He had been with the young master for so many years, and he had never seen the young master cry before!
Now a woman has seen it. How will he explain it to the young master when he wakes up?
"I didn't see anything, I didn't hear anything." Wen Jin said, taking out the silver needle from his arms.
She stuck a silver needle into Song Tao's wrist.
His hand suddenly lost strength and he beat his arm with a painful expression.
Wen Jin retracted her needle, turned around, and met a pair of deep eyes.
"Your Majesty? When did you come?"
Standing at the door were Xiao Yuchen and another of Song Tao's followers.
The attendant had a look of remorse on his face... If he had known this was the case, he would have held off King Huai for a while longer even if he had to risk his own life!
Xiao Yuchen strode into the door, held Wen Jin's wrist without saying a word, and pulled her out.
Wen Jin knew that this guy was angry again, but she still had to warn him.
"After the medicine is boiled, give it to Zhang Liang. If he doesn't wake up, try to drink the medicine. He will wake up tomorrow. When he wakes up, let him lie down peacefully and don't move around. We will take him back in two days... "
"Don't worry, Mr. Jin!"
"We'll take him away now within two days. Why borrow someone else's place?"
Xiao Yuchen's face was gloomy, and the rain was about to come.
