Chapter 482 Surgery

"Then why are you bleeding?" Doctor Shen asked.

Seeing that her blood bag already had 200 milliliters, Bai Zhi stopped the thin tube, pulled out the needle, and pressed the needle hole with a cotton ball, and then said to Doctor Shen: "You also understand in your heart that Mu Shen led the way. The injury is not fatal, the most fatal thing is that once the arrow is drawn, he will collapse and die, but if I have enough blood into his body, I can greatly reduce the risk when the arrow is drawn."

That's not bad, he asked, "Yes, but how should this blood be supplied to him?"

Bai Zhi pointed to the needle beside him and said, "If you can pull it out, you can fill it in."

At this time, the young man's blood bag had exceeded 300 milliliters, and she hurriedly stopped it: "Enough, these should be enough."

Doctor Shen's eyes widened. There is such a thing in this world. Is this Bai Zhi really just an ordinary guy in Baicaotang? He doesn't believe it!

Bai Zhi didn't have the time to explain anything. In order to save Mu Yang, she couldn't care about it. "Help him cut off his clothes. Be careful, don't touch the arrows." She was taking things from the cloth bag. Take it out, pad it with a disposable white non-woven fabric, and fill it up in a while.

Scalpels, hemostats, forceps, sutures and more.

She took off a pair of plastic gloves, put on a disposable gown, hood, and surgical glasses.

The three people in the tent looked at her like this, as if they were looking at aliens, so shocked that their eyeballs fell.

I really don't know where she found these strange things.

Bai Zhi didn't even look at them, and immediately started the operation. She first filled Mu Yang with the fresh blood she had just drawn, and then let the young man who didn't have blood transfusion be in charge of supporting the long arrow running through Mu Yang's body, so that he could keep the long arrow stable. , she used a scalpel to open the chest. The process was so bloody that no one in the tent, including Doctor Shen, dared to keep staring at it.

They just looked at her like this, watching her cut Mu Yang's chest open, and twitched in it for a while, not knowing what to do.

"pull!"

The young man was stunned, "What?"

"Draw the arrow!" she ordered again.

The young man's hands began to tremble. He had seen many brothers who were injured like this. After the arrow was drawn, they died immediately, without even a last word left.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here, pull it out!"

The young man took a deep breath, slowly steadied his hand, and pulled out the long arrow at the behest of Bai Zhi.

Blood also followed the arrow, splashing Bai Zhi all over.

"Well done!" She turned her head and said to Doctor Shen, "Hemostatic forceps, hurry!"

Doctor Shen didn't know what hemostatic forceps were, and looked at a lot of things at a loss.

Bai Zhi said: "The longest one, bring it quickly, and the blood-sucking cotton next to it."

Doctor Shen hurriedly found the hemostatic forceps and blood-sucking cotton and handed them over.

The operation was carried out in such a chaotic and simple environment. When she removed Mu Yang's damaged lung, and then repaired the contusion in the lung, and during this process, Mu Yang lost his breath several times, and Bai Zhi asked the soldiers to give him artificial labor. Crossing the breath, although the method is a bit stupid, it works.

When she sewed up the two wounds on Mu Yang's body, it was already three hours later.

She was so tired that she could barely stand up, but during the operation, she didn't feel tired at all.

The two soldiers hugged excitedly: "I'm still alive, Mu Canling is still alive, that's great."

Bai Zhi took out a transparent glass bottle from the cloth bag, a small bottle, but the medicine in it was a life-saving medicine. She injected the potion into Mu Yang's body. Especially effective for postoperative patients.