After a preliminary examination of the old man. Xu Ze's brows suddenly furrowed, with the help of various systems. Now the old man's condition can be clearly confirmed. Www,QUaNbEn-xIAoShUO,cOM
This old man is obviously very old. Besides, his whole body was extremely weak, his heartbeat was already very slow, his blood pressure was not good, and there seemed to be a little fluid accumulation in his stomach. The possibility of visceral tuberculosis or other infections cannot be ruled out.
In this case. It is really not easy to save this old man, even with Xu Ze's ability. Not very sure either. This old man can recover smoothly.
At this time, Doctor Wang and Doctor Xu on the side also roughly checked the prophet's condition. Then they all frowned. Looking at Xu Ze's eyes full of worry.
Xu Ze frowned. Then he took a sterile cotton swab from the nurse's treatment tray and then a syringe, and walked to the old prophet. He signaled to Doctor Wang to lift up the old man's clothes.
Doctor Wang looked at the syringe in Xu Ze's hand. There was a hint of surprise in his eyes, and then he followed Xu Ze's request and lifted up the old man's clothes. The tired part was exposed.
Xu Ze looked at the abdomen. Then use a cotton swab on the old man's lower abdomen. It was disinfected and then a needle was inserted.
The chief saw Xu Ze pricking the prophet's stomach with a needle, and now he became anxious. Pai Chi Chi was about to speak, but the prophet slowly opened his eyes. After glaring at him. But he didn't dare to say anything anymore.
Doctor Wang and Doctor Xu on the side were also surprised when they saw Xu Yi's movements.
There was a trace of doubt in the eyes, and they didn't understand why Xu Ze suddenly used a syringe to perform abdominal puncture. After all, they had just passed the physical examination, but they did not find any obvious fluid accumulation in the old black man's stomach. Did General Xu actually think there would be something wrong inside
In the doubtful eyes of the two people, they still looked at the needle of the syringe with Zize's gentle pull. Some light yellow sticky ** actually came out.
"Pus?" After looking at the liquid in the needle, the two people's expressions changed. They couldn't help but look at each other in astonishment.
They just passed the inspection. But it is still impossible to confirm what kind of disease this old man has.
But now, I saw the pus in the needle. Now they were able to roughly analyze several situations.
This old man must have had an infection in some organ or intestine in his abdominal cavity, which then caused severe purulent infection.
Just because the old man was too old and extremely weak, during the examination.
The old man's abdominal signs were not obvious: coupled with the speech impediment, he could not be questioned. The two of them were unable to realize that the problem was mainly in the abdomen.
But now I see that Xu Ze did not consult the old man. He only did a few examinations and was able to confirm that there was an abdominal problem. This couldn't help but make the two of them take another high look at the young General Xu in front of them.
Both of them sighed secretly, with a trace of dejection in their eyes. The waves behind the Yangtze River pushed the waves ahead. But this back wave is a bit too strong, so how can we front wave have the dignity to meet others in the future
The two sighed for a while, remembering that the old man's illness in front of them was so serious, and that the pus could be drawn out with such a pump, which meant that there was suppuration in the abdomen. I'm just afraid that surgery must be performed as soon as possible. It's because the old man is so old and so weak. The condition of the whole body is in extremely poor condition, so it is naturally impossible for him to withstand the operation: judging from this situation. The mortality rate of this operation is probably over 90%. But this is not surgery. But this old man is 100% dead again. This is really a dilemma.
Thinking of this, the two of them looked at Xu Yi with worried faces. What does he plan to do? This is basically an old man who doesn't want to save his life. It's best not to get involved, as you won't be afraid at home, but this place. There were hundreds of people waiting outside, fully armed. Once the old man really dies here. Then it will be a big disaster.
Looking at the anxious eyes of the two people, Xu Ze naturally understood. He nodded towards the two of them. Then he gestured towards the chief.
The chief's face also showed some meaning from the faces of everyone. This face looked sad and nervous. But it is getting thicker. I looked at the prophet on the diagnostic table. After telling the few soldiers behind him to protect the prophet. Helplessly, he followed Xu Ze out of the tent.
"It's very serious... Xu Ze said to the chief.
The chief's face sank slightly. Then he clasped his hands together and spoke to Xu Ze in waves.
This time, Xiao Dao failed to translate the chief's words. After all, this was his first exposure to many vocabulary words. It simply cannot be fully translated.
But Xu Ze could also see what the chief meant, and nodded immediately. He looked at the short knife on the chief's waist again, and then stretched out his hand. Indicated that he wanted to borrow it.
The chief hesitated. But after taking a look at Xu Ze and confirming that he had no other intentions, he pulled out the short knife from his waist. Pass it to Xu Ze.
The style of this short blade is a little strange and a little bit aloof. The handle is wrapped in animal skin, and the blade seems to be dark in the outside light.
Xu Ze didn't pay attention at the time. Only after he took the short knife. At this time, he was suddenly startled. Originally, he only meant to borrow the chief's short sword to use it. It didn't mean anything else, but when he received the chief's short sword in his hand. But he was shocked because he found that the short sword was surprisingly light after he took it.
This dagger was at least a foot long and seemed to be made of fine steel. However, after getting it, Xu Ze felt that the dagger seemed to be made of cork. The weight is extremely light, Xu Ze can even be sure. The weight of this short blade does not exceed one hundred grams.
"How is this possible?" Xu Ze looked at the short knife in his hand. Even an ordinary iron rod as thick as a ruler would weigh at least half a catty. But why is this short sword so light
Xu Ze took a closer look at the dagger and found that the surface of the dagger was dark, as if it was coated with a layer of strange paint. It was very similar to the special daggers of some special forces, but the shape was slightly weirder.
And Xu Ze could confirm it from the sharp edge. This short knife is indeed a genuine and extremely sharp steel knife. It doesn't seem to be hollow. If this is a hollow steel blade. So with the sophistication and sharpness of this steel blade. Then this kind of casting technology is too terrible.
certainly. Xu Ze does not rule out that this is cast by a new type of ultra-light alloy, but based on Xu Ze's current knowledge. He really didn't know any alloy could be so light. And how hard it can be.
When Xu Ze looked at the dagger, he couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in his heart. He seemed to feel that there was something special about this dagger. It should be more than that.
Just as he was looking at the dagger in trance, he heard the chief's dissatisfied chirping voice.
I was quarreled by this chief. Only then did Xu Ze wake up and smiled apologetically at the already impatient chief. Then he pointed to the prophet in the tent. Then he used the short knife and made a gesture towards his lower right abdomen. Then he stammered: "It's possible to "operate"... to survive."
Looking at Xu Ze's movements. Then after listening to Xu Ze's words, the chief's expression suddenly changed. He angrily turned towards Xu Ze and yelled angrily.
I can hear the noise outside. Captain Pan rushed out nervously and saw that Xu Ze was fine.
This time I breathed a sigh of relief.
Xu Ze said it was okay. Then let Captain Pan go back. Then he looked at the chief steadily and said: "I will die without surgery." Hearing Xu Ze's words, the chief was slightly stunned. But he naturally knew the prophet's situation. If it weren't for the tribe's witch doctor, there would be nothing he could do. , saying that the prophet will definitely die. He will not send the prophet down the mountain to try his luck.
But look at what the person in front of you means. Naturally, he found it impossible to cut open the prophet's stomach. This man's stomach has been cut open, so how can he still talk
After the chief's expression changed several times. He looked around helplessly again. The light bulbs all around are emitting light and hanging in the camp. And there is a nurse. He was talking to someone on a large satellite phone.
See these. The chief's expression finally softened. Naturally, he knew that these outsiders knew many special ways. A lamp like this can be lit without a flame at all. Some people can use a black box to communicate with people far away. Maybe the person's stomach has been scratched. It is also possible to talk.
Think of this. The chief finally looked at Xu Ze. Asked in support: "Can you survive?"
Xu Ze pursed his lips, and then took out a cotton swab from his pocket. Then he pointed at the cotton swab, and then pointed at the old man in the tent.
The chief nodded. He understood what Xu Ze meant and then looked at Xu Ze, waiting for him to continue.
Xu Ze gestured with the cotton swab in his hand, then broke the cotton swab in half, held up one of the pieces, and then casually threw it away: "Death."
Then he held the remaining cotton swab of the same length in his hand. Said: "live",
Looking at Xu Ze's movements. The chief gradually understood something. His face gradually darkened again.
After thinking about it for a while. The chief then looked up at Xu Ze and asked in support.
Under the translation of Xiaodao. Xu Ze roughly heard something, then shook his head and said: "There is no... other way...
Seeing Xu Ze shaking his head, the chief's expression changed again. Take a deep breath. Then he turned around. Suddenly he knelt down in one direction. Lie down on the ground. It seemed like he was praying for something.