Chonglou was right. At this moment, Lin Chujiu really didn't have him in his eyes, only the wound on Meng Xiuyuan's neck was in Lin Chujiu's eyes.
In the hospital, even a small operation will be equipped with a surgical assistant. Lin Chujiu only needs the main surgeon, but now
She has only one person, and she is responsible for the entire operation by herself, and there is no one to hand her tools. Under such circumstances, she did not dare to be distracted at all, not even for a moment.
All Lin Chujiu's attention was on that small knife edge. After an opening was made on the side of the throat, the hemostatic forceps and scalpel swam back and forth in Lin Chujiu's hands. The movements could not be said to be very fast, but they were extremely agile without any stagnation.
The knife edge on his neck turned outwards, and Zhonglou saw Lin Chujiu using a small pair of pliers to pull away the flesh on the knife edge, and then quickly replaced it with a small knife.
The knife moved lightly inside, and he couldn't see what he had cut. All he knew was that Lin Chujiu moved his hands together, and his movements were getting faster and faster. There were rows of knives on the table. to get the tools you want.
Zhonglou has been hidden in the dark, and he can clearly see how much effort Lin Chujiu has put in to familiarize himself with the positions of these knives.
This woman is always like this, or don't do it, do it best.
"Pfft..." I don't know where Lin Chujiu touched, blood spurted out from Meng Xiuyuan's neck and splashed on Lin Chujiu's face and clothes.
Zhonglou was startled, and he stretched his hand forward involuntarily, wanting to help Lin Chujiu, but...
No need at all!
Lin Chujiu didn't need his help at all!
The blood kept spraying out, but Lin Chujiu didn't panic. She calmly held a white cloth strip and pressed it on Meng Xiuyuan's neck. When the blood flow slowed down, Lin Chujiu threw the blood-stained cloth aside. , continue the unfinished work at hand.
Lin Chujiu used small forceps to pick out a small sarcoma from the wound and fixed it to one side, then picked up the scalpel again and peeled off the film on the sarcoma...
Very meticulous and precise work, Zhonglou was confident that he could not do it, but Lin Chujiu did it. The thin and transparent film was perfectly peeled off by Lin Chujiu without any damage.
After peeling off the film, Lin Chujiu removed the part of the sarcoma.
After the sarcoma was removed, the blood spurted out again, this time more than before, gurgling. However, this time Chonglou was not worried at all. He believed that Lin Chujiu was prepared.
Without letting Chonglou wait for a long time, Lin Chujiu quickly stopped the bleeding, and at the same time neatly applied medicine, sutures, and infusion to Meng Xiuyuan, the whole action was completed in one go.
It looked very fast, but the whole operation did not include the time for anesthesia, but Lin Chujiu was busy for two hours. She stood in front of the operating table for two hours without stopping her hands for a moment.
After the infusion bottle was hung up, Zhonglou could clearly see that Lin Chujiu was relieved. Knowing that Lin Chujiu was relaxed, Zhonglou didn't stay for long. Like a ghost, the person disappeared from the window with a flicker.
Lin Chujiu didn't notice at all that there was a person standing by her window all the time, watching her movements.
After hanging the infusion bottle on Meng Xiuyuan, Lin Chujiu checked Meng Xiuyuan again and determined that Meng Xiuyuan was only weak and his life was not in danger, so Lin Chujiu did not plan to give him a blood transfusion.
One was that she was afraid of causing unnecessary trouble; the other was that she could not find a suitable blood bank for a while, and she needed blood transfusions and no blood in stock could be used for her.
Well, Lin Chujiu admits that he is still a little selfish. Meng Xiuyuan, who has lost too much blood, will definitely need more time to recover, but until his injuries are not fully recovered, the Meng family will definitely protect her, no Let her die in an unexplainable accident.
Forgive her selfishness, she is not the Virgin after all, she really does not have the self-sacrificing sentiments of the Virgin.
The infusion time was very long. Lin Chujiu took advantage of this time to put away all unnecessary things, disassemble the used scalpel, sterilize the handle, and no longer use the blade.
Blood-stained bandages and medical waste are all placed in special boxes, and all reusable items are returned to the doctor's system.
Lin Chujiu had only been an operation assistant for half a year, and she hadn't cleaned up the operating room for a long time. This time, cleaning the operating room alone was really exhausting to her.
After two hours of surgery and another half day of cleaning up, Lin Chujiu was sweating profusely. At this moment, she desperately wished that there was a chair in the house where she could sit and rest, but...
No!
Apart from the operating table, there was no place to sit in the house, so Lin Chujiu could only rest against the wall until the infusion was over.
I didn't sleep all night last night, and today is such a high-intensity work, Lin Chujiu was too sleepy to open his eyes at this time. After taking a look at the infusion bottle, Lin Chujiu estimated the time and decided to take a rest.
As a surgeon who often works overtime, Lin Chujiu has cultivated the habit of resting at any time, hugging her arms and sleeping directly against the wall, and then... she really fell asleep!
However, because he was thinking about the infusion, Lin Chujiu didn't sleep peacefully. He would wake up every three or five minutes, glanced at the infusion bottle, made sure that the infusion was not finished, and continued to sleep.
After repeating this, Zhonglou, who was in the dark, felt distressed, but he couldn't help, or it was not appropriate for him to appear here at this time.
After Lin Chujiu woke up four or five times back and forth, there was finally not much liquid left in the infusion bottle. Lin Chujiu didn't sleep any more, and pinched on his arm to refresh himself.
Stepping forward, standing in front of Meng Xiuyuan's bed, Lin Chujiu pulled out the needle tube and put away the infusion bottle after the last drop of medicine he regretted the most.
The four legs of the operating table are movable. As long as the emboli on it are removed, they can be pushed around, but the current Lin Chujiu really doesn't have the strength, so he has to find someone to help.
"Squeak..." The door of the operating room opened, and Mr. Meng, who was waiting outside, quickly walked to Lin Chujiu, changed his usual calmness, and said eagerly, "Princess Xiao, how is my son?"
"Mr. Meng, don't worry, Mr. Meng is correct, the treatment process is very smooth, but Mr. Meng has lost a lot of blood and his body is a little weak. He has not woken up yet." Lin Chujiu's voice was as cold as before, and there was no trace of tiredness at all. , as if in the operating room, the woman who was too sleepy to open her eyes was not her.
Mr. Meng nodded again and again, and said, "What about his voice? Can you speak?"
"Yes, after half a month, the wound will be almost healed. Then Young Master Meng can make a sound, but he will have to wait until the wound is completely healed." Lin Chujiu turned to let Mr. Meng come in, "Meng Come in and have a look, sir, just in time for me to ask you for help."
Mr. Meng was not polite, and strode in. When he saw Meng Xiuyuan lying on the operating table, all covered in blood, a hint of distress flashed in Mr. Meng's eyes, but when he saw the sarcoid on the side of the plate, he felt distressed and excited. replaced…
The sarcoid was removed and his son was able to speak. The best young master of the Meng family can also return to the stage that belongs to him, and his son will never lose to anyone in the family.
Mr. Meng was very excited just thinking about it, but at this moment, the guards of the palace turned from darkness to light and surrounded the cabin with a fan-shaped offensive...
[Author's digression]: I wrote two chapters, and I wrote too much about the operation process, and I deleted it when I was not satisfied... So, this chapter is a little late.