It was originally a scene of madness in the operating room where patients were treated and saved.
Si Kouxian and the rest of the medical staff pressed their heads in pain and screamed, veins popped out of their pale faces, but the gleam in their eyes quickly faded.
The conference room of the command center, the psychological building, the research institute of the headquarters and other places watching the synchronized video all burst into panic because of this!
The screams from the operating room made every researcher's heart tighten. What is going on? Chen Wenwei's EEG showed a mess of waveforms, crowded on the monitor screen strangely.
"Get them out quickly!" Professor Qin shouted urgently, and the voice came from the broadcasting system.
There was already a team of operatives in sterile suits waiting outside the operating room to deal with any situation, but now they also suddenly stopped in pain.
At the same time, everyone saw that Gu Jun, who was still standing still, rushed towards the operating table, took a ball of clean gauze from the instrument tray on the stage, and stuffed it into Chen Wenwei's mouth, blocking it tightly. Block those weird sounds.
People everywhere were startled, Gu Jun... still moving
Not only can Gu Jun move and control his body, but he can also maintain his sanity and shout: "Everyone, don't look at him, don't listen to him! Think about something else!"
While shouting, he adjusted a needle of anesthesia mixed with lidocaine, tetracaine, etc. from the anesthesia equipment table, aiming at the position below the external ear door of Chen Wenwei's head and slightly in front of the front edge of the mastoid process, the sharp needle flashed. After passing through the cold light, stab it vertically, and inject anesthetic when it reaches the lower part of the jugular foramen.
Since the general anesthesia that inhibits the central nervous system has failed, try a nerve block with local anesthesia.
As long as his glossopharyngeal nerve is blocked, Chen Wenwei will not be able to make a sound. If the sentence is a spell, the effect will be reduced.
"It's mental interference!" Gu Jun shouted again, "Command center, don't let anyone in!"
In the chaotic conference room on the same floor, Professor Qin immediately stopped the action team who was about to rush in through the radio: "Wait, listen to Ah Jun!"
Professor Qin understood that the patient was releasing abnormal and strong EEG signals, causing everyone in the operating room to be stressed, but Gu Jun was able to stabilize because of strict mental training and other reasons.
But those operatives only received routine training. Although their mental strength was stronger than ordinary people, they still couldn't cope with it freely.
It is very possible to open the door of the operating room and walk in. If no one is saved, you will need someone else to save you.
However, in the operating room, several nurses had already collapsed on the floor, and the others had to support the surrounding instruments, chairs and stools, etc., and they were almost unable to hold on.
"Ah Jun, when people can go in, tell me right away!" Professor Qin's voice sounded from the broadcast speaker in the operating room.
"I know..." Gu Jun was barely able to stabilize himself, and he felt a huge chaos in his mind, the impact and churning, and the cracking pain was getting worse.
But he tried his best to concentrate on one point, held the white matter cutter, and took a deep breath.
It was an unfamiliar touch on his hands, but he had studied the materials, and he had just seen how Si Kou used the chief knife. The wire ring on the handle had been retracted, and he probed the cutter to the predetermined position deeper in the patient's brain. Not sure if it's 100% accurate.
No matter how difficult it is, this operation must continue.
With a thought in Gu Jun's mind, he clicked to accept the task:
[Difficult task: The cumulative personal contribution of completing two-star surgery (success) within one day has reached 100%. Task reward: 1 pair of Kalop brand anatomical scissors]
[Accept the mission is complete!]
He immediately pulled the pull bar of the cutter handle suddenly, and there was a strange force, as if he could feel the steel traveler popping out and spinning.
Stir evenly and vigorously.
Click! Another soft nerve fiber in the frontal lobe of Chen Wenwei's brain was damaged, his cloudy eyes became more and more rigid, but his mouth could no longer make a sound.
But vaguely, Gu Jun seemed to hear Chen Wenwei's mournful pleading voice: "Doctor Gu, save me..."
Is it a spiritual induction... He felt a wave of other people's emotions, hesitation, fear, sadness and pain.
The confusion of struggling alone in a big city, the anxiety about the future of life, the longing for hometown, and the unwillingness to leave.
For some reason, Gu Jun seemed to see a small bay window.
"Brother, hold on!" He gritted his teeth, condensed his mind, pushed the cutter a little further in, and pulled out the wire loop again.
Click, another nerve fiber was damaged.
Then Gu Jun slowly pulled the cutter out of the patient's skull to drill a hole, feeling that the mental pressure had weakened, he shouted: "It's ok, come in and save someone!"
"Save people!" Professor Qin gave an order, and the action team guarding the operating room rushed in first. Although they were suddenly dizzy, they could bear it, and they didn't care about keeping clean. People carried it out on a stretcher and went to rescue immediately.
"I'm fine...you save others..." Si Kouxian said slowly while lying on a stretcher, his mind still clear.
But Song Yilong as the first assistant, Chen Xinfeng as the second assistant, Guo Jun the anesthetist, and Huang Yanyu, the equipment nurse, the four surgical staff who were the second closest to the patient, all had pale complexions, saliva flowed out, facial muscles were crooked and twitched, and they were unconscious.
The other neurosurgeons in the corridor outside knew it was not good. The symptoms looked like acute cerebral hemorrhage.
These people who were still undergoing surgery just now will be sent to the next operating room immediately.
The entire surgical building was mobilized, and the neurosurgery department did not have so many staff members, so all staff from other departments would come to help if they could.
It was also at this time that the already arranged backup surgery team came in through the door of the clean corridor. They walked towards the operating table with heavy faces without hesitation.
The chief surgeon was Gao Guohong, the first assistant was Ding Ming, and Gu Jun took the place of the second assistant, closing the skull and suturing with everyone.
People watching the synchronous video also saw that Gu Jun's hands are really stable, even the most calm one on the operating table. The others were still somewhat disturbed by an invisible spirit, and their hands were trembling a little. Some delicate operations were said by Gao Guohong, and Gu Jun was to complete them.
The youngest guy in the audience has become the magic needle of the operating room, inspiring everyone's spirit.
"Ah Jun, do you think this operation should continue?" Professor Qin asked Gu Jun for his opinion after finishing the cranial closure on this side.
"Yes! You must keep doing it." Gu Jun replied heavily, "You will know the result if you keep doing it."
So, the operating room continued to be solemn and quiet. The nurse in Baoding turned the other side of the patient's head and fixed it again, and everyone continued to work hard.
Scalpel, monopolar electric knife, high-speed electric drill... One piece of equipment continued to go into battle, exposing the skull again, and drilling a hole again.
A group of medical staff were determined not to think too much, they only had one idea, to complete the operation!
Just like what Gu Jun said just now, it must be done.
Don't let Si Kou take charge of their downfall meaningless. Even if their second batch of people also fell, they must call the third batch of people to continue to do it.
Because lobotomy has any effect on nightmare disease, we will not know until it is done.
In the history of human medicine, there is no other way to cure diseases, not by the mercy of the gods, nor by the charity of the devil.
The only way is to blaze a trail through clinical trials, relying on the blood and flesh of patients and doctors.