Opening Check-In: Back To Ten Years Ago As a Surgeon

Actually, Wu Yuan noticed Fu Pingyi's actions just now, and there were some bad omen, but he was still unable to determine what was wrong with him.

When Wu Yuan came over just now, he had several speculations about medical pathology in his mind.

Fu Pingyi's situation did look quite bad, his eyes were closed, his head twitched slightly, and there was a slight murmur in his throat.

Wu Yuan opened his eyelids and saw that his pupils were turned up.

Zhou Qiang couldn't help but ask: "How is it? What's the situation?"

Hu Yunting: "Wu Yuan, if you are not sure, just wait for the ambulance to come..."

Wu Yuan waved his hand: "When will the ambulance come?"

Zhou Qiang: "There's a traffic jam around here, they said it would take half an hour."

Wu Yuan looked solemn: "It's too late, this is epilepsy, half an hour later, it may cause irreversible brain damage."

When everyone heard this, their expressions changed drastically.

Wu Yuan: "This old man is not too young, the risk is very high, and emergency treatment must be taken immediately!"

Tian Baohui: "...Should, emergency treatment? Who, who will do it?"

Wu Yuan ignored Tian Baohui, turned to the clerk and said, "First aid kit, bring the first aid kit here!"

Generally speaking, such shopping malls or storefronts should prepare first aid kits.

But the clerk hurriedly said, "Yes, there is a medicine box, but no first aid kit."

Wu Yuan was helpless, so he had to say, "Bring it here, hurry up!"

The medicine box was brought over. Wu Yuan rummaged through it quickly. They were basically simple hemostatic medicines and bandages, and basically nothing could be used.

Wu Yuan: "Knife and straw!"

Shop clerk: "Huh?"

Wu Yuan: "Stop it, hurry up!"

The clerk went quickly.

Zhou Qiang: "...what are you going to do?"

Wu Yuan: "His throat is stuck with phlegm. He must have a tracheotomy as soon as possible, otherwise he will be suffocated!"

Hu Yunting and Tian Baohui's expressions changed.

Tracheotomy! ?

It's not a good thing to hear.

The clerk brought a fruit knife and a thick straw.

Wu Yuan actually used this kind of thing for surgery! ?

What an international joke!

Tian Baohui's eyes widened: "You, don't mess around! This is not a joke! Who is responsible if something goes wrong!?"

Wu Yuan glanced at Tian Baohui and replied coldly, "Are you responsible?"

To be honest, Wu Yuan also saved people like putting out a fire, so he drank it out.

If something really happened and he failed to save people, then Wu Yuan would really be responsible. If the matter was serious, he might not be able to keep his doctor's license.

Tian Baohui: "...That's not good! You can't do this! A little doctor like you can't afford it!"

Wu Yuan: "Stop talking nonsense! Do you really want to save people?"

Tian Baohui became a little hysterical, trembling all over, pointed at Wu Yuan and shouted, "You, your level is not good!"

Wu Yuan waved his hands in disgust, and didn't even look at Tian Baohui.

Wu Yuan said to Zhou Qiang seriously: "If you don't want this old gentleman to be in trouble, let this kid shut up!"

Zhou Qiang glanced at Tian Baohui, Tian Baohui acted cleverly and dared not speak again.

Wu Yuan: "Lighter."

The clerk quickly made arrangements.

Others can probably guess that lighters are used to sterilize fruit knives.

Wu Yuan lit the lighter, baked the blade twice, and then waited for the blade to cool before starting the operation.

Everyone's eyes widened, their expressions distorted and painful.

Especially Hu Yunting, she wanted to watch, but she didn't dare, she seemed very tangled.

In fact, what Wu Yuan did was a tracheotomy, which is commonly used in first aid. The principles and steps are not complicated, as long as a medical student with a solid foundation can do it.

But the problem is that Wu Yuan has no suitable surgical tools, not even a scalpel, let alone a metal trachea.

Fortunately, there is a small oxygen cylinder in the first aid kit, which may be useful at that time.

Wu Yuan laid Fu Pingyi's body upright, and then slightly propped up his head with something.

As for anesthesia.

Fu Pingyi is now completely unconscious and can't feel pain.

Now it's a race against time.

To be honest, Wu Yuan was indeed a little nervous. After all, no matter how superb his medical skills were, he could not 100% guarantee that there would be no problems or mistakes.

Wu Yuan peeled off Fu Pingyi's shirt, then picked up a fruit knife, and cut the skin and subcutaneous tissue along the midline of the front of the neck from the lower edge of the thyroid cartilage to near the suprasternal fossa.

Because there is no scalpel, this step is quite difficult.

If the power is too large, it will not work, and if the power is too small, it will not work.

If it wasn't for Wu Yuan's very skillful use of fingers and moderate strength, it would be hard not to have problems.

Wu Yuan: "Prepare the hemostatic bandage."

Zhou Qiang was a little panicked, so he quickly picked up the bandage and replied, "Okay, okay..."

A wonderful thing happened.

Although the incision was not long, it was deep, but the blood was not as much as imagined.

There is no such scene where the blood column is sprayed.

This made everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

He was also amazed at Wu Yuan's level.

The layman watches the doorway, the layman watches the fun.

If the insider sees it, it is not only amazed, but very surprised.

This shows that the wound caused by Wu Yuan not only avoids most of the blood vessels~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and even takes into account the muscle fibers.

This is something only a high-level doctor can do.

The next step is to separate the pretracheal tissue.

This step is the key.

Wu Yuan: "Wine."

Zhou Qiang: "Huh?"

Wu Yuan: "Give me spirits."

Zhou Qiang: "How intense is it?"

Wu Yuan: "As strong as you are, you must be as strong!"

The clerk was self-conscious, and immediately found a bottle of Cuban rum.

This is for making coffee, and I can't use a bottle for a month.

Wu Yuan was fine, and fell directly into his hands.

There is no way, in order to save people, disinfection must be in place!

In fact, this step requires the use of vascular clamps, but now there are no conditions, so I can only do it with bare hands.

Fortunately, Wu Yuan's fingers are not vegetarian, golden fingers!

Wu Yuan inserted his fingers into the wound, separated the sternohyoid and sternothyroid muscles, and exposed the thyroid isthmus.

Wu Yuan found that Fu Pingyi's isthmus was too wide, which was a little troublesome, but it was not difficult for Wu to be too much.

The daring person was still watching, while the timid person ducked to the side and turned his head away, but curiously looked over from the corner of his eye.

This kind of scene can only be seen in movies and TV dramas!

This is a real live broadcast! The truth is even more surprising!

Hu Yunting couldn't help seeing such a scene, but she was not so scared. She found that when Wu Yuan did these actions, she was so calm and unhurried.

Is this still the Wu Yuan she knew? Or the very frizzy poor boy in my mind?

How did Wu Yuan become like this? Just like two people!

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