Wife is safe, cute baby makes a big fuss in the world of special forces

"Director, the wound has been disinfected and the surgery can be performed."

"Surgical scissors"

"Give"

"Hemostatic forceps"

"Give"

"……"

In the ward, under the bright incandescent light, several figures in white coats were constantly busy, and Gong Jian's operation was proceeding normally.

In the end, he still chose Chen Haonan's suggestion and relied on the other party's manual anesthesia instead of drug anesthesia. Most of the pain can indeed be alleviated, but there is still some residual pain, especially when he can watch the scalpel cutting around his skin, muscles, and blood vessels with his own eyes. That kind of personal experience is quite a test of psychological quality.

Fortunately, he is a soldier after all, and the pressure will not be too great, but the consumption is not small. When the operation was most carried out, his body began to tremble slightly, and beads of sweat as big as beans were already hanging on his forehead.

On the side, the young female nurse kept wiping the sweat on Gong Jian's face, while observing his condition,"Does it hurt? Can you bear it? If you can't bear it, just make a sound, and I will inject you with anesthetic?"

Gong Jian's lips were already a little pale, and he could feel his body trembling, but he shook his head firmly and said intermittently:"Yes, I can bear it."

"Okay, if you can't hold on, just make a sound."

The nurse couldn't help but said one more sentence. There was no other way. Seeing this, her little heart was about to burst with shock.

As a nurse, it was inevitable to come into contact with patients and see bloody wounds, but today, it was the first time she saw a patient who underwent surgery without anesthesia. Such a scene looked thrilling.

Not to mention how painful it was, the psychological pressure alone was very great. But then again, the pain of the knife entering the flesh must be piercing, and the patients could bear it because of the anesthesia technique of the little boy.

Strange to say, his little hands only pecked back and forth on the patient a few times, how could it have such a good effect?

Seeing this, the nurse looked at Chen Haonan with admiration.

Gong Jian nodded, said nothing, and continued to endure it, while Chen Haonan continued to stay by his side, pecking him from time to time to relieve the pain.

"Instructor, if it hurts, just tell me and I'll help you clear it up." Chen Haonan stayed and observed Gong Jian.

"OK... it's OK now." Gong Jian squeezed out a sentence and then clenched his teeth and continued to endure it.

After a long time, Director Mu suddenly looked at Gong Jian and said seriously,"The last wound has been sutured. Can you hold on?"

Gong Jian raised his eyes with difficulty and looked at Chen Haonan, who was holding his little head on the side. Although he didn't say anything, his eyes were like a sick child looking at his father.

Chen Haonan nodded directly,"You can't hold on any longer, you have to hold on, otherwise, all your efforts will be wasted. But if you want to be a eunuch, I won't stop you."

"No." Gong Jian shook his head firmly,"Doctor, please continue.……"

Five minutes later, the operation was perfectly completed, and at the last moment, Gong Jian was finally able to relax and fell into a deep sleep.

Director Mu breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and looked at the small Chen Haonan, rubbed his hands, and finally asked tentatively:"Well, can you teach me those tricks of yours?" The whole process of the experiment was considered a success, but it was also thanks to Chen Haonan's anesthesia technique, especially the previous hemostasis technique, which was very useful. In the end, Gong Jian was not hurt too much.

As a doctor, Mu Weimin naturally knew the relationship between them. It was also because of this that he was curious about Chen Hao's witch doctor technique. If he could learn a few tricks, he might be able to save more people in the future without leaving sequelae to the patients. The studious Mu Weimin directly put aside his status and asked to learn.

Chen Haonan glanced at him with his small eyes,"Old man, I advise you to be kind. Do you know what this lost traditional craft represents? You have to kneel down and call me master."

Damn, master... Mu Weimin was stunned, and quickly imagined himself kneeling in front of the feet of a little kid.

What's the big deal about an old man kneeling to a young man? Can you even call him master?

Mu Weimin smiled bitterly,"Forget it, forget it. I can't afford to lose face. I'm retired. I'm just rehiring an old cadre. But where did you learn this?""

"By the way, the reason why you don’t look like a child is because of this traditional craft?"

"You are such a pervert." Chen Haonan cursed angrily,"Okay, I'm going out to find a wife, I won't talk nonsense with you."

After that, he pushed the door and went out, leaving Mu Weimin with a helpless look on his face.

"This is obviously a little kid, how can he know so much?"Looking at Chen Haonan's small figure, Mu Weimin was still in shock, and even a little hard to accept. Why did the other party give him such an unreal feeling?

"Director, judging by the way he speaks and does things, he doesn't look like a child at all. But he is only 9 years old and looks like a younger brother." The young nurse kept her eyes on Chen Haonan until he left.

Mu Weimin shook his head helplessly,"You can't measure this little guy by normal people's standards. He has unimaginable secrets."

Having said that, Mu Weimin was even more helpless, and even felt sorry for the witch doctor's method of taking measures.

If that guy wasn't still a child, he would have wanted to become his apprentice, but the other party was just a child, and he couldn't open his mouth to ask for the master...

Chen Haonan took off his white coat that was like a quilt, and walked out of the operating room, but as soon as he came out, he was shocked by the scene in front of him. Oh my god, standing outside are all Jackie Chan, no, reporters who look like Jackie Chan...

The corridor, which was not very spacious to begin with, was already crowded with dozens of people. Those people were reporters holding filming equipment. He had seen these people on the way here just now.

Unexpectedly, these guys actually followed here to join in the fun. They were really thoughtful.

Chen Haonan swept his eyes over the crowd and began to look for An Ran's figure. At this time, a slightly taller guy grabbed An Ran and asked him questions there.

"How is the injured child inside? I heard that he blocked the knife for the soldier. He was only eight or nine years old. It's amazing. What a positive image. Please accept the interview. I am the director of the General Affairs Department, not a reporter. My name is Chen Tao. This is my ID. I just happen to be doing business nearby. Haha, I heard about this and I was a little excited."

An Ran's delicate body trembled slightly. She was shocked by the other party's introduction. Even the director of the General Affairs Department was attracted?

The General Affairs Department is a powerful department, responsible for the ideological and political issues of all soldiers, and takes charge of military diplomacy, news, etc. Anyway, if you are passionate and want to be a special force soldier, want good treatment and fast promotion, the fastest way is to go to the General Affairs Department.

Such a small matter today actually alarmed such a big shot?

Seeing that An Ran didn't speak, Chen Tao smiled and said,"Many people say that I look like Jackie Chan. These two are my assistants."

As he said, he pointed to the two young women with slender waists on the left and right, wearing black suits and black stockings.

"Haha, don't be nervous. I've read several headlines. He is simply a little hero of the times. He has brought the glorious image of a soldier to the extreme. He also mobilized many children to chase away the Internet celebrity. However, I am a little surprised. Wasn't he stabbed? How could he stand up and save himself?"