Super Doctor

Watching the blood pressure of the heartbeat on the monitor fluctuated up and down from time to time, the people in the entire operating room were also loose when the heartbeat was tight. (Reading novels)

Doctor Wang and another surgical doctor are now puncturing the needle with both hands, and then another person is helping to cut the thread to align the skin muscular layer and so on, layering the peritoneal muscle layer and the skin layer by layer. The sweat beads on the top of the head slipped down the forehead from the hairline.

The nurse on standby at this time finally finally came in handy, using a piece of sterile gauze to carefully wipe the sweat beads on the forehead of the two old experts on the side, to prevent those sweat beads from dripping on the wound surgery field. In the meantime, to avoid sweat will confuse their eyes.

The two experts paid attention to the movements in their hands, and allowed the nurse to gently wipe the sweat beads from their foreheads. At this time, they had no time to distract him, because they both knew that they were almost dead. It's time to fight for time, and we only have to race against the clock to complete the operation as soon as possible."The operation will be completed as soon as possible, and the old man will have more hope.

Xu Ze continuously poured bioelectric energy into the Prophet’s chest, watching the fluctuating heartbeat and blood pressure, and finally quietly looked at the nurse on the side again: "Increase the oxygen flow... Increase the supply towards"

"Yes!" The nurse responded, and then unscrewed the oxygen supply switch neatly, adjusting the oxygen flow rate to more than four liters, and the bubbles in the humidification bottle began to boil up quickly, and issued "Blue Bru" The rapid popping sound.

With the enhanced supply of oxygen, and Xu Ze's bioelectric energy, it kept pouring into the heart, and finally the blood pressure of the heartbeat on the monitor gradually stabilized. At this time, Doctor Wang and the other doctor, After cutting the last thread, he also breathed a sigh of relief, while carefully covering the gauze compress, while sinking his voice: "The operation is completed..."

It can be seen that the surgical wounds of the abdomen have been successfully sutured, and Xu Ze was relieved. As long as it is solved here, there should be no major problems.

"A drug to increase blood volume expansion, and add naloxone to protect..." Looking at Wang Da, they had stopped their actions and completed all the work, and Xu Ze explained again.

Seeing that the medicine had been slowly lost into the Prophet, and the blood pressure and heartbeat had stabilized, Xu Ze slowly reduced the input of bioelectric energy. After watching the heartbeat and blood pressure seemed to be stable, it passed Minutes, Xu Zecai completely removed the electrical energy of Niu Wu.

Dr. Wang and the others next to him saw Xu Ze still looking serious, knowing that although the situation was still stable in front of him, he was afraid that he would have passed the dangerous period, and the situation might be worse at any time. At this time, it was the atmosphere. Not daring to go out, but also staring closely at the ECG monitor without any slack. (The text will be provided by the Sailing Update Team, and it will be launched by Super Doctor)

After continuing to wait for a few minutes, it seemed that there was still no problem with the heartbeat and blood pressure. Xu Ze slowly withdrew his hand and smiled slowly: "Okay, the operation was successful, everyone has worked hard..."

Hearing Xu Ze's words, everyone just felt relieved, cheeks were on their faces, and they cheered in a low voice.

Outside the tent, as the onlookers were all gloomy, and from time to time they looked at the chieftains and the native soldiers with fear in a few glances; the chief also gradually found the bad, this complexion It was also gloomy, and glared at the sneaky doctors involuntarily.

When the chief glared so fiercely, several doctors were terrified, especially this doctor Jiang, who was originally a pretty face with a pale face, but it was a trembling curse Tao: "This is good" It seems that we are really in trouble this time, all..."

The few doctors next to me were all tense at this time, but they were not interested in paying attention to what Dr. Jiang said, but they were all worried, hoping that the guards should not make any mistakes.

Just as everyone was nervous, there was a faint cheer inside the tent. Hearing this cheering, everyone was stunned and secretly said: "Did it succeed?"

All of them are still a bit unbelievable this time. Is this surgery with a success rate of at most 10% successful?

"Impossible? Absolutely impossible to succeed..." At this time only Dr. Jiang, still gloomy, didn't believe the cold voice said: "Absolutely impossible..."

Everyone glanced at him, and then they all looked at the door of the tent one after another. The time was not short. In any case, there should be news soon.

Finally, the curtain of the tent was lifted, and then a nurse slowly took care of a cart and withdrew slowly, and then a nurse behind was also protecting the infusion stand at the rear of the car. Pushed it out, and Xu Ze and others followed behind, but at this time it was obviously a look of relaxation and joy. (The text will be provided by the Sailing Update Team, and it will be launched by Super Doctor)

"Successful? Really successful..." Everyone cheered in unison, and then all rushed past Ranwen Fiction Net, leaving only Dr. Jiang standing there alone, with an unbelievable look on his face.

The chief had already led people to Ranwen Fiction Net. Looking at the prophet in a lethargic state, his breath was stable, and there was no special change. His heart was a little loose, and then he quickly looked back at Xu Ze.

Looking at the chief's nervous eyes, Xu Ze nodded with a smile.

"Bakabaka" saw Xu Ze nodding with a smile. The chief was very happy, raising his hands, roaring the bizarre words of Bakabaka, and cheering loudly.

Seeing that the chief began to celebrate, the soldiers behind him naturally understood that the prophet must have improved, and now they all cheered loudly.

The hundred Aborigines outside here, the "Bakabaka" heard from inside, cheering, all of them jumped up from the ground, and then quickly lit a dozen fires around Along these fires, they circled, shouted loudly, and danced.

"Bakabakabakaba..." Suddenly, the cheering cheers spread throughout the camp.

The Lima **** guards and Lima soldiers guarding outside were relieved to watch the singing and dancing of the natives. Although they did not understand these native languages, they knew clearly about Bakabaka. Yes, that means celebration. Only when something extremely worthy of celebration is encountered, the natives will use this slogan to promote the joy and joy in their hearts. (The text will be provided by the Sailing Update Team, and it will be launched by Super Doctor)

Now that the natives have begun to celebrate, it seems that the old man who carried it in should be better.

As the cheers of the Bakabaka grew louder, the rest of the camp, including the doctors and nurses who were operating the tents and operating on the patients, heard the voice, but after being surprised, they were I also heard the sound of excitement and joy.

Then they all breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that the operation must have been very successful, and the danger could be regarded as a temporary past.

The chief sent the prophet into a tent, and under the direction of the nurses, he carefully lifted the prophet to the bed and slept, and then began infusion therapy with anti-infective drugs.

At this time, Xu Ze was naturally not stingy. He used some of the best antibiotics in the medical group. He believed that for the old man of the Prophet, who had never used antibiotics, although the infection was very serious, it even reached the poison. In the case of blood sugar, but with such powerful drugs, coupled with careful care, and the support of his own bioelectric energy from time to time, it should be able to be very effectively saved.

After explaining that the nurse carefully monitored the situation of the old man of the prophet, Xu Ze took the doctor and others out of the tent. A group of internal medical staff, as well as surgical doctors who did not enter the operating room, gathered around. He happily shook hands with Xu Ze and others to celebrate the complete success of this operation.

At this time, they really recognized Xu Ze's powerful ability. A hope of success was only about 10% of the surgery. Even under Xu Ze's insistence, it was performed, and even completed perfectly. This is already said. It is a miracle in the medical world, and also set a new record in the medical world.

The whole camp was celebrating. Only Dr. Jiang was hiding in the tent at this time, and he went out to meet people with no face. Although this time Xu Ze's operation was successful, he successfully avoided a scourge and made this doctor feel at ease. Less, but remembering the words that he himself was outside the surgical tent, so many people listened to his ears, but he really had no face to go out to meet people.

Now he only hopes that his words don't spread to Xu Ze's ears, otherwise he will be finished.

Of course, such little people are not noticed by now. Xu Ze is also sitting in a tent at this time, accompanied by a local interpreter who has already arrived, and is having friendly and harmonious formal talks with the comrades of the chieftain who protects the tribe. .

"It's Mokley's, good Kaka..." Comrade Chief sat in his chair~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He folded his hands, nodded and smiled at Xu Ze.

"The chief said, thank you very much for saving the life of the prophet. He expressed his heartfelt thanks to you on behalf of the Mockley tribe, and may God bless you..." The translator next to him sat Biqian respectfully and carefully used the benefits Ma Yu translated the chief's words for Xu Ze.

Xu Ze smiled slightly, and then said: "It's okay to ask the chief to be polite, to be able to do a little for the protection of the tribe, and hope that the gods can protect the prophet as soon as possible..."

Hearing the translation, the chief replied to Xu Ze respectfully with both hands: "Mikarik is fine..."

"The gods will surely care for his people, but the chief said that you still have to take care of you. If you need any thanks from the Mockley tribe, the Mockley tribe will go all out..."

Hearing this, Xu Ze smiled secretly, and we waited for you.

Then he smiled lightly and then looked at the chief said: "The Mockley tribe is our friend. My friend doesn't need any thanks, but I am very interested in the short knife on the chief. I don't know if I can show it again. Look……","