"Fire Phoenix Pheasant, hurry up."
"Crack!"
Shangguanlong's awakening made several people overjoyed.
Several phoenix pheasants heard the order and rushed forward, surrounded Shangguanlong in the middle, and the surface exuded high temperature to disperse the cold air on his body.
One of the fire phoenix pheasants put its head on Shangguanlong's chest, making an uneasy sound from its mouth.
Shangguanlong's body twitched with pain.
He squeezed out an ugly smile, and the dried blood scab on his face cracked again, looking a little horrified.
With the help of his comrades-in-arms, Shangguanlong raised his cold big hand and stroked the phoenix pheasant's crest.
"good"
Then he couldn't hold it any longer and fell into a coma.
"team leader."
Raising her wrist to check the time, Chen Yixin's face was a little ugly: "Where's the doctor you called."
"I'm coming."
As soon as the voice fell, a panting voice came over.
Everyone looked back and saw a little old man running out of the elevator with a medical box on his back.
On his shoulders stood a plant-like mutant creature, staring at everyone in the hangar with small eyes.
"Doctor Zhu, come and have a look."
Tong Hao stepped forward impatiently, grabbed Dr. Zhu's arm and pulled it back.
"Slow down. Slow down"
Poor little old man who was dragged and run by the big guy before he had time to catch his breath.
Several soldiers hurriedly made way for Dr. Zhu to enter.
"Doctor Zhu, our boss will ask you."
Zhao Li took Dr. Zhu's other hand with a pleading face.
"Okay, okay, you have to let me see the patient first."
As he said that, he shook off his two big hands, wiped the sweat on his forehead and squatted down.
After seeing Shangguanlong's wound, the expression on Dr. Zhu's face suddenly turned ugly.
This kind of injury is more planted than he imagined.
To be honest, all the resident scientific examiners have a consensus in their hearts, that is, the doctors equipped at the Antarctic research station are just a comfort.
In this era, human beings are not easy to get sick, but they are easily injured.
In Antarctica, where supplies are scarce, how to transport supplies is even more difficult.
Because of this, minor injuries in Antarctica can be cured.
Because there is no advanced medical equipment to cooperate, a serious injury is basically equivalent to pre-booking the status of a martyr.
Why not equip the Antarctic research station with high-level healing mutant creatures.
Because of some fatal injuries, even high-level healing mutant creatures cannot be cured, and they can only barely maintain the patient's life.
But Antarctica is thousands of miles away from Daxia, so what if it barely maintains life.
That's why the Antarctic expedition team has a saying, "I'd rather be sick than injured"
Because they all know that the more severely injured they are in the Antarctic, the less chance they have of surviving.
Under the cautious attitude of the scientific examiners, the doctor is the easiest position in the scientific research team.
"Professor Chen, I can't cure this injury."
Dr. Zhu looked at Chen Yixin at a loss.
"Tell me again!"
Tong Hao grabbed Dr. Zhu's collar.
He stared at his bloodshot eyes: "If you haven't been cured, you say it can't be cured. Is there a doctor like your special code?"
"Haozi!"
The other little soldiers quickly hugged Tong Hao's waist and pulled him away.
"Professor Chen, look."
Dr. Zhu looked at Chen Yixin as if asking for help.
"save."
Chen Yixin's eyes were firm and unshakable.
"Hey, yes!"
Dr. Zhu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He squatted down and opened the medical box to take out portable medical equipment.
"Rourou, prepare to assist me."
"Poor~"
The mutant creature standing on his shoulder jumped down. This mutant creature looked a bit like a plant, but its leaves were like soft meat balls, and the pale purple-blue body looked soft and cute.
After rubbing against Dr. Zhu, a few tiny vines stretched out from under its plump leaves to help Dr. Zhu sort the instruments.
This mutant creature is called Healing Lulu, and its body is a succulent plant that many people like to keep.
Because of their large population and the talent of a healing race, they are recognized as healing mutants in the world, and they are also the most popular healing mutants.
Although its talent belongs to the healing type, if it is not developed and trained, it will not be able to exert the ability of healing talent.
Therefore, whether they are talents or skills, they need to be trained in the training base to become qualified healing pets.
It's a pity that there are very few highly qualified people in this race, and the IQ of plant mutants is also slow, so there are not many healers who can really graduate.
Dr. Zhu has an optical instrument in his right eye, and a soldier carries a portable shadowless lamp.
"Flesh, ready to sew."
"Pooh!"
Healing Lulu waved the small vines with a confident look.
Healing Lulu's talent is to turn vines into filaments like fishing line, which can inject their own body fluids into the target to restore their injuries, and of course, they can also inject paralysis and other liquids.
Later, under the research of doctors, this kind of thin thread is better than catgut for suturing wounds, so Lulu, who can successfully graduate, has a unique suture technique.
"Purple~"
There is a special optical device on Lulu's eyes, and thin vines stick out from under the thick and juicy leaves, inserting into Shangguanlong's body, and the light green liquid is continuously poured into it.
At the same time, it waved its small short hands and sutured some blood vessels and tendon tissues under the command of Dr. Zhu.
"The patient shows signs of waking up, fleshy, and anesthesia is injected." Dr. Zhu kept observing Shangguanlong's physical response: "Pay attention to controlling the dose."
"Pooh!"
Treating Lulu's face with a serious face, two thin vines stretched out again under the thick leaves, and inserted into Shangguanlong's vein to inject yellow liquid.
"Purple."
After the injection of the anesthetic, the treatment Lulu let out a cry.
Dr. Zhu quickly picked up the gauze to wipe the sweat on it, and it looked like the attending physician.
Everything went smoothly, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Although it is impossible to treat Shangguanlong with this treatment method, there is still some hope.
zizi-
At this moment, the sound of electricity in the hangar sounded.
"Professor, Yermak is requesting a call."
"No."
Chen Yixin glanced at Cang Haiyuan.
He understood in seconds, and quickly took out the walkie-talkie to convey Professor Chen's meaning.
"Fuck off."
Chen Yixin: . . .
The correspondent over there also seemed to be choked and didn't speak for a long time.
zizi-
"Professor, Yermak is forcibly approaching my ship and he says we need humanitarian assistance."
"The other party applies for a call again."
Chen Yixin frowned.
Just as she was about to speak, she saw Cang Haiyuan holding a walkie-talkie.
"Turn on, turn on the simultaneous translation system."
"receive!"
zizi-
"My dear Chen Jiao."
"I kiss you Ma, don't you understand?"
Snapped!
The walkie-talkie was directly smashed to the ground, and the sea was full of qi, and he stomped both feet with his leather boots.
Looking at the walkie-talkie that was smashed on the ground, Chen Yixin's mouth twitched.
These are all specially made walkie-talkies, with one less than one.
"5,000 yuan, hand it over to Tang Tang later."
Cang Haiyuan's soothing expression instantly collapsed.
(End of this chapter)