: Surrounded by 372, returning to the stage

There is nothing wrong with the re-election. At this moment, Lin Chujiu did not have him in his eyes. In the eyes of Lin Chujiu, there was only the injury on the neck of Meng Xiuyuan.
In the hospital, even if it is a small operation, it will be equipped with a surgical assistant. Lin Chujiu only needs the main knife, but now?
She has only one person, she is responsible for the entire operation, and there is no one who gives her the tools. Under such circumstances, she did not dare to distract her, even if she was not afraid of a moment.
All the attention of Lin Chujiu was placed on the small knife. After opening a mouth on the side of the throat, the hemostatic forceps and the scalpel swam back and forth in the hands of Lin Chujiu. The movement was not very fast, but it was extremely neat, without a trace of stagnation.
The knife edge on the neck turned outwards. On the heavy floor, Lin Chujiu used a small pliers to pull the flesh on the knife edge, and then quickly changed a small knife.
The knife moved gently inside, and it was impossible to see what the heavy building was cut. I only knew that Lin Chujiu’s hands were moving, the movements were getting faster and faster, and the rows of knives on the table, Lin Chujiu did not look back, but could be accurate. Get the tools you want.
The heavy building has been hidden in the dark, and he clearly saw Lin Chujiu, how much effort he spent in order to familiarize himself with the location of these tools.
This woman is always like this, or not doing it, doing it best.
"Oh..." I don’t know where Lin’s first nine met, and the blood spurted out from Meng’s neck and splashed on Lin’s face and clothes.
The heart of the building was shocked, and the hand couldn’t help but stretch forward. I wanted to help Lin Chujiu, but...
Not needed at all!
Lin Chujiu does not need his help at all!
The blood has been sprayed out, but Lin Chujiu did not panic. She calmly held a piece of white cloth and pressed it on Meng Xiuyuan's neck. When the speed of blood flow slowed down, Lin Chujiu threw the blood-stained cloth aside. , continue the unfinished work on hand.
Lin Chujiu used a small pliers to clip a small sarcoma from the wound, fix it to one side, and then pick up the scalpel again, peeling off the film on the sarcoma...
Very meticulous and precise work, the heavy building is confident that he can't do it, but Lin Chujiu did it, and the thin to 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 was sprayed again, this time more than before, 汩汩 DC. However, this time, the heavy building was not worried at all. He believed that Lin Chujiu was prepared early.
Did not let the heavy building wait for a long time, Lin Chujiu will soon stop the blood, while the neat to Meng Xiuyuan medicine, suture, infusion, the whole movement in one go.
It seems very fast, but the whole operation does not include the time of anesthesia. Lin Chujiu was busy for two hours. She stood in front of the operating table for two hours, and her hands did not stop for a moment.
After the infusion bottle was hung, the heavy building could clearly see Lin Chujiu’s breath. I know that Lin Chujiu has relaxed, and the heavy building has not stayed for a long time. Like a ghost, the person disappears from the window with a flash of light.
Lin Chujiu did not find it at all. One person here has been standing in her window, and she has seen her movements.
After attaching the infusion bottle to Meng Xiuyuan, Lin Chujiu once again checked Meng Xiuyuan to make sure that Meng Xiuyuan was only physically weak and had no life threatening. Lin Chujiu did not intend to give him a blood transfusion.
One is afraid of causing unnecessary troubles; the other is that she can't find a suitable blood bank for a while, and blood for blood transfusion and no stock can be used for her.
Well, Lin Chujiu admits that he still has a little selfishness. Meng Xiuyuan, who has lost too much blood, will need more time to recover. But before his injury is fully recovered, Meng will definitely protect her. Let her die in an inexplicable accident.
Forgive her selfishness, she is not the Virgin after all, there is no such thing as the Madonna.
The infusion time was very long. Lin Chujiu used this time to collect all the unnecessary things. The used scalpel was disassembled, the shank was disinfected, and the blade could no longer be used.
Blood-stained bandages and medical waste are all placed in a special box, and everything that can be used again is returned to the doctor's system.
Lin Chujiu had only been a surgical assistant for half a year. He had not cleaned up the operating room for a long time. This time, one person cleaned up the operating room and it was really too tired for her.
I did two hours of surgery and packed up for a long time. Lin Chujiu was sweating. At this moment, she hoped that there would be a chair in the house, so she could sit and rest, but...
No!
In addition to the operating table, there is no place to sit in the house. Lin Chujiu can only rest on the wall, waiting for the infusion to end.
I didn't sleep last night, and today is such a high-intensity job. Lin Chujiu is already too sleepy at this time. After looking at the infusion bottle, Lin Chujiu estimated the time and decided to take a break.
As a surgeon who often works overtime, Lin Chujiu has the habit of taking a break at any time, embracing his hands, sleeping directly against the wall, and then... really falling asleep!
However, because of the infusion of the heart, Lin Chujiu did not sleep well. He woke up every three or five minutes, took a look at the infusion bottle, determined that he had not finished the loss, and continued to sleep.
Repeatedly, the heavy building in the dark is distressed, but he can't help, or he is not suitable to appear here.
After I went back and forth four or five times in the beginning of the forest, I didn’t have much liquid left in the infusion bottle. Lin Chujiu didn’t sleep anymore, and squeezed a hand on his arm to make himself feel better.
Going forward, standing in front of Meng Xiuyuan's bed, and finally regretting the loss of a drop of medicine, Lin Chujiu pulled out the needle and collected the infusion bottle.
The four feet of the operating table are active. As long as the upper embolus is removed, it can be pushed away. However, Lin Chujiu now does not have that strength. He has to find someone to help.
"Oh..." The door of the operating room was opened, and Mr. Meng, who was waiting outside, was a cleverman. He walked quickly to the face of Lin Chujiu. He changed the calmness of the weekday and eagerly said: "Xiao Wanghao, how is his son?"

"Mr. Meng does not have to worry, Meng Gongzi is correct, the process of healing is very smooth, but Meng Gongzi lost too much blood, his body is a little empty, and he has not yet woken up." Lin Chujiu’s voice is as cold as the old, completely unable to hear a trace of tiredness. It’s like being in the operating room, the woman who is so sleepy that she is not open is not her.
Mr. Meng nodded and said: "His voice? Can you speak?"
"Yes, after half a month, the wound will be able to heal. When Meng Gongzi can make a sound, but he has to wait for the speech, wait until the wound is completely good." Lin Chujiu sideways let Mr. Meng come in, "Meng Mr. Come in and see, I just want to help you."
Mr. Meng was not polite, strode in and saw Meng Xiuyuan lying on the operating table with blood. Mr. Meng flashed a distressed heart in his eyes, but when he saw the sarcoma on the plate, it was distressed and excited. replaced……
The sarcoma was taken out and his son could speak. The best young master of the Meng family can also return to the stage that belongs to him. His son will never lose to anyone in the family.
Mr. Meng just thought about it, he was very excited. At this time, the guards of the palace were dark and clear, and the fan-shaped offensive surrounded the cabin...