Seven Hundred and Seventeenth False Alarm 1 Field

717 A false alarm

When the transport plane took off, Ye Han subconsciously turned his head to look out.

It was the beginning of night at this time, and it was pitch black outside the porthole, with no light at all, only the dome of sky twinkling with stars, as if he was the only one in the world.

The operation in Siberia was far from over, but Ye Han and the other wounded had to take the opportunity to return home, and the next operation had nothing to do with him.

Looking back, the weird feeling disappeared, and Xiao Yuan lay beside Ye Han motionless.

It may be that the bumps along the way aggravated the injury. Xiao Yuan's condition suddenly deteriorated on the way back to the airport, and the accompanying military doctor had to inject him with hibernin.

Except for Xiao Yuan, the conditions of the other seriously wounded are not very good. Considering that it takes only an hour for the plane to fly back to the country, the military doctor can only inject hibernin for all the seriously wounded, and only for the seriously wounded.

Anyone who recovers from hibernation will experience a period of weakness. This is the most obvious side effect of hibernin. For healthy people, it may only take a little time to recover, but for seriously injured people who are already weak, it will be twice as weak , and may even die due to the side effects of hibernin.

Therefore, the military does not advocate the use of hibernin. All wounded who can be rescued normally should not be injected with hibernin. However, the seriously wounded on the battlefield are often in critical condition, and it is too late to evacuate or even move. In this case, hibernin is the only one. The life-saving straw, no matter how serious the side effects are, is better than watching the wounded lose their lives.

Hibernate is a double-edged sword, whether it is good or bad depends on how it is used.

Having gone through life and death together so many times, Ye Han sincerely hoped that Xiao Yuan would survive this test.

Two hours later, the plane landed on the outskirts of Beidu, and the ambulance vehicles waiting at the airport sent the wounded to the hospital immediately.

After Ye Han and others were admitted to the hospital, they immediately underwent a series of detailed physical examinations. After a while, Ye Han was pushed into the operating room by the nurses.

The doctors and nurses in the operating room were as busy as revolving lanterns. Everyone was covered under surgical gowns, only showing a pair of distinctive eyes. Through their eyes, Ye Han could roughly judge the age and gender of everyone.

Ye Han grabbed the oldest doctor: "How is my leg?"

The doctor was stunned by Ye Han's question: "What's the matter? Your leg is fine, you can rest after clearing the sore and stitching it up."

"All right?" Ye Han was surprised,

"So simple?"

"How difficult can it be?" The doctor was surprised.

"My leg hasn't been working since I hurt it..."

"Oh, it's okay, it's a side effect of painkillers." The doctor said understandingly.

It is common for the wounded who have come down from the battlefield to speculate about their injuries indiscriminately. Many people suspiciously imagine minor injuries as serious injuries, or imagine temporary dysfunction as disability or something.

Ye Han let out a long breath: "It's okay... how long will it take me to leave the hospital?"

"Look at the healing situation, two weeks fast, four to six weeks slow." The doctor said while inspecting the wound on Ye Han's leg, and found that the wound ran through the thigh. The frontal incision was five centimeters, and the back was seven centimeters. The location was not injured. bones and blood vessels.

This situation is not a serious injury, but the recovery is not so fast.

"You're lucky." The doctor injected an anesthetic near Ye Han's wound, carefully cleaned the wound, bandaged and sewed it up, and soon called a nurse to send Ye Han to the ward.

Ye Han's only feeling was that he had escaped a catastrophe. He had never been in an operating room since he was a child. When he was pushed in by the nurse, he thought he would definitely have to suffer dozens of knives. He didn't expect it to be so simple.

It is lucky to have such a big wound like his but only a minor injury. A soldier got hit on the arm. It looked like a small hole the size of a chopstick. The bone had been pierced inside and had to be repaired surgically.

The tired Ye Han fell into a deep sleep, and when he woke up, it was already daylight.

After pressing the electric bell beside the bed, a young nurse walked into the ward not long after, "Chief, what do you want?"

As the chief of staff of the Marine Corps, Ye Han lived in a separate single room. Although it was not the legendary high-ranking ward, there were also full-time nurses on duty 24 hours a day to take care of him.

Ye Han was a little embarrassed: "Oh, I'm fine, I just wanted to ask how other people are doing."

"Everything has been dealt with, and one person is still in the operating room."

"Who is it?" Ye Han asked in surprise.

Why did he sleep for six or seven hours this time, and he hasn't finished the operation for such a long time?

"It seems that the surname is Xiao..."

"Who?" Ye Han suddenly sat up.

The nurse was startled, and quickly pressed Ye Han's shoulder: "Don't get excited!"

"I'm not excited, tell me carefully, what's going on?"

"I don't know too well, I know that I have been in the operating room all the time."

Ye Han frowned: "Nurse, please help me find out if the one in the operating room is called Xiao Yuan, thank you."

"You're welcome, it should be."

The nurse left the ward, but Ye Han couldn't calm down, and waited anxiously for the nurse's news.

Ten minutes later, the nurse returned to the ward, looking hesitant to speak.

Ye Han understood everything at a glance: "It's Xiao Yuan?"

The nurse nodded: "I asked, I heard that the internal organs were injured and hibernin was given..."

"Is there any danger?"

"The operation is dangerous." The nurse said.

Ye Han was silent for a moment: "Please tell me if you have any news."

"Okay." The nurse agreed simply.

At noon, Xiao Yuan finally left the operating room, but immediately entered the intensive care unit, and the nurse kept saying that Xiao Yuan was not in danger, and no one could guarantee whether he would survive.

Hearing this news, Ye Han's heart suddenly jumped, and he ran to the intensive care unit with a cane every day, but he could still look at Xiao Yuan through the glass panel.

Not only Xiao Yuan, Ye Han also asked about other people's situation. There were four people in the intensive care unit, but the others were not as serious as Xiao Yuan.

It was not until the fourth day of admission that Xiao Yuan, who had been in a coma, woke up. The attending doctor said that waking up meant that Xiao Yuan had survived the death line, and the situation was developing in a better direction.

Because Xiao Yuan's body was still weak, it took another two days for the doctor to allow Ye Han to talk to Xiao Yuan. It was not until half a month later that Xiao Yuan was transferred to the general ward.

At Ye Han's insistence, the hospital placed Xiao Yuan in Ye Han's ward, and the two chatted happily every day, and their days were relaxed and happy.

But both Ye Han and Xiao Yuan knew that such days were numbered.

Ye Han was just a false alarm, but Xiao Yuan was not so lucky.

Although his injury has improved, the doctor explained that Xiao Yuan should not be overworked in the future, and the intensity of exercise should not be too high. He is no longer suitable for staying in a combat unit with intensive training and high intensity.

Even if you don't leave the army, you can only sit in the office and do some work within your ability.