In fact, he knew the answer a long time ago. These days, although he was in a coma, different doctors always said over and over again in front of his bed that he could not last a few days and asked his brother to prepare for his funeral.
But listening to this beauty, he seemed to be saved.
"You don't need to know what it means, you just need to believe me, you can still be saved, your injury can be cured, you must be strong. Now, I will give you an anesthetic injection, paralyze your left thigh, and then give you Surgery for surgery. Don’t shout out what you see later, you know?"
Yun Ruoyue originally wanted to perform general anesthesia for Mozhu, but general anesthesia is more troublesome. General anesthesia requires intubating the patient's trachea so that the patient can breathe, and local anesthesia does not have to be so complicated.
The disadvantage of semi-anaesthesia is that the patient can see her undergoing an operation, and may panic and yell.
However, she can cover Mo Zhu's eyes to prevent him from seeing her undergoing the operation.
Unexpectedly, Mo Zhu was not afraid at all. Instead, he said powerfully, "Doctor, as long as you can heal my injury, I am not afraid of anything. When I followed the prince on the battlefield, I hadn’t seen anything before, so don’t worry. I will not be afraid. I also want to see you take out the arrow with my own eyes."
"Well, the courage is commendable."
After Yun Ruoyue finished speaking, she walked to the side. As soon as she became aware, she took out a tube of anesthesia needle from the medical system, as well as antibiotics such as penicillin, as well as several disposable scalpels, suture needles and fish gut. As well as gauze and disposable gloves.
These medicines are all stored in her laboratory, and there are a lot of them, so she doesn't need to worry about them.
She was just worried about what to do if these medicines expire or are gone in the future.
After preparing everything, Yun Ruoyue first gave Mo Zhu's left thigh an injection of anesthesia. A few minutes later, she put on gloves, pressed Mo Zhu's wound, and asked him: "Does it hurt? Do you feel it? ?"
"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't feel at all. My legs feel like they are unconscious. What is this magical thing?" Mo Zhu asked curiously.
"This is an anesthetic needle. It has the same effect as Mafeisan. After anesthesia, you won't have any pain. I can take out the arrowhead."
"This is much worse than Ma Fei San. I was injured before. When they gave me Ma Fei San, it hurt more than this."
"Okay, let me see where the arrow is." Yun Ruoyue touched Mo Zhu's wound with her hand, and with a light press, she hit a triangular foreign object. She was sure that this was the arrow.
If she can touch it, she doesn't need to have a CT scan, which saves a bit of trouble.
The previous doctors did not dare to operate on Mo Zhu, probably because there was no good anesthetic, and he was afraid that Mo Zhu’s body would not be able to bear the pain, but accidents would occur. Second, digging arrows indiscriminately would damage nearby blood vessels and cause heavy bleeding. Moreover, there is a possibility of re-infection. Besides, in ancient times, there was no such concept of surgery. Therefore, the doctors just gave Mozhu needles and medicines. It was useless at all. He would only get worse.
Soon, Yun Ruoyue wiped out all the rotten flesh and pustules from Mo Zhu’s wound, and then opened his wound. She saw a black iron arrow inside, which was in the shape of an inverted triangle, with inverted sides on both sides. thorn.
If such an arrow is pulled hard and the barb hooks his flesh and blood, it will hurt him more than death.
Fortunately, she was anesthetized. She took out a small tweezers, slowly clipped the arrow out, and placed it on the tray.
When Mo Zhu saw this, he couldn't help but gasped, "Doctor, you are amazing."