Vol 2 Chapter 547: Weird short blade

After a preliminary inspection of the old man, Xu Ze's brows were sharply wrinkled. With the help of various systems, it is now possible to clearly confirm the old man's condition. (Reading novels)
The old man is obviously very old and extremely weak all over the body. The heart rate is already very slow. The blood pressure is not good. At the same time, there seems to be a small amount of fluid in the stomach that does not rule out visceral tuberculosis or other. What infections are possible.
In this case, if the old man is to be rescued, it is really not easy. Even with Xu Ze's ability, there is no great assurance that the old man can recover smoothly.
At this time, Doctor Wang and Doctor Xu also roughly checked the situation of the prophet, and then frowned, watching Xu Ze's eyes full of worries.
Xu Ze frowned tightly and took a sterile cotton swab from the nurse's treatment plate and then took a syringe, walked to the old man of the prophet and instructed Dr. Wang to lift the old man's clothes.
Doctor Wang looked at the syringe in Xu Ze's hand, and a strange color appeared, and then, according to Xu Ze's request, the old man's clothes were lifted up to reveal the tired part.
Xu Ze looked at the abdomen and disinfected the old man's side under the abdomen with a cotton swab, and then pricked it with a needle.
The chief looked at Xu Ze even stabbing the prophet's belly with a needle, but he was anxious to send a chirp and was about to speak, but the prophet slowly opened his eyes and glared at him, but he did not dare to say anything. .
Doctor Wang and Doctor Xu on the side looked at Xu Yi's movements, and they were also surprised.
There was a trace of doubt in my eyes, and I didn't understand Xu Ze's sudden use of a syringe to do abdominal wear. After all, they just passed the physical examination, but they did not find that there was obvious fluid accumulation in the belly of the old black man. Even thought it would be impossible?
In the suspicious eyes of the two, there was still a light yellow viscous liquid actually emerging from the needle of the syringe with the light pumping of Zeze.
"Pus?" Looking at the liquid in the syringe, the two looked at each other with amazement after changing their faces.
They just passed the inspection but they still can't confirm what the old man is
But now, after seeing the pus in the needle tube, they are now able to roughly analyze several situations.
This old man must have a certain organ or intestinal infection in the abdominal cavity, and then caused a serious suppurative infection or the like.
It’s just because the old man is too old, and his body is extremely weak.
The old man's abdominal signs were not obvious: coupled with the lack of speech, the two were unable to consult him, and the two were unable to find that the problem was mainly in the abdomen.
But now seeing that Xu Ze did not ask the old man, but only a few examinations, it can be confirmed that there is a problem with the abdomen. Glanced.
Both of them sighed secretly, and there was a gloomy color in their eyes. This back wave of the Yangtze River pushed the front wave, but the back wave was too powerful. This made us face to face after these front waves.
The two sighed for a moment, remembering that the old man's illness in front of him was so serious, and if they were pumped in this way, they could extract pus, which means that the intra-abdominal purulent eyes only need surgery as soon as possible. The roller is the old man who is so old, so weak, and the heart and blood are all very poor. It is naturally impossible to withstand the surgery: in this case, it seems that the operation is only about 90% mortality It’s a dilemma that the old man who is not operating is 100% dead.
Thinking of this, the two looked at Xu Yi with a worried face to see what he planned to do? This is basically a good old man who can’t be saved. It’s better not to touch his hand. It’s not afraid to be in the country, but outside of this place, there are hundreds of people armed and waiting. But if the old man is dead here, it will be a scene. A big disaster.
Looking at the two's anxious eyes, Xu Ze naturally nodded toward the two and then gestured towards the chief.
The chief’s complexion also showed some meaning from the complexion, but the sorrow and nervousness of this complexion became more intense. After looking at the prophets on the diagnostic table, the soldiers behind him poisoned the prophet. As Xu Ze walked out of the tent.
"Very serious... Xu Ze said to the chieftain.
The chief's face sank slightly and then his hands were folded together, and there were a series of chirping words towards Xu Ze.
This time, the knife did not translate the chief's words. After all, he was the first contact with many words and he could not fully translate them.
But Xu Ze could also see the meaning of the chief. After nodding his head, he looked at a short knife around the chief's waist, and then stretched out his hand to signal that he would borrow it.
The chief hesitated but glanced at Xu Ze, and after confirming that he had no other intentions, he pulled out the short knife from his waist and handed it to Xu Ze.
The shape of this short blade is a little strange and a little bit solitary. The handle is wrapped in animal skin, and the blade seems dark under the outside light.
Xu Ze didn't pay attention at that time, but after he took the short knife, he suddenly suddenly froze. Originally, he meant that borrowing the chief's short knife didn't mean anything, but when he received the chief His short knife was shocked after his hand, because he found that after the short knife started, the competition was unexpectedly light.
This short knife is at least one foot long, it seems to be made of stainless steel, but after starting, Xu Ze feels that the short knife seems to be extremely light like the one made of cork. Xu Ze can even be sure of this short blade The weight does not exceed one hundred grams.
"How is this possible?" Xu Ze looked at the short knife at hand, even if it was an ordinary iron rod with a thickness of at least half a catty, it would be at least half a catty, but why is this short knife so light?
Xu Ze took a closer look at the dagger, and found that the body of the dagger was dark, and it seemed to be coated with a strange layer of paint. It was very similar to the special daggers of some special forces, but the shape was slightly weird.
Moreover, Xu Ze can confirm from the cutting edge that this short knife is indeed a genuine and extremely sharp steel knife. It seems that it is not hollow. If this is a hollow steel blade, the exquisiteness of this steel blade And the sharpness of this casting technology is too terrible.
Of course, Xu Ze does not rule out that this is a new type of ultra-light alloy casting, but in terms of Xu Ze's current knowledge, he really does not know what alloy will be so light and so hard.
Xu Ze looked at the short knife, and a strange color came out of his heart. He seemed to think that the special feature of this short knife should be more than that.
As he watched the dagger utterly distracted, he heard the chirping voice of the chief dissatisfied.
Xu Ze woke up after being quarreled by the chief, and apologetically smiled at the already impatient chief. Then he pointed at the prophet in the tent and then used the short knife to his right lower abdomen. Make a gesture and then stammer: "It's possible to "operate... to live""
Watching Xu Ze's movements and then listening to Xu Ze's words, the chief's face turned angry towards Xu Ze, and he yelled angrily.
Hearing the sound outside, Captain Pan rushed out nervously, and after seeing Xu Ze was fine,
This time I was relieved.
Xu Ze indicated that it was okay and then asked Captain Pan to go back and then fixedly looked at the chief said: "Don't operate" to die". Hearing Xu Ze's words, the chief was a little stunned, but he also knew the situation of the prophet. The witch doctor who is not a tribe has no choice but to say that the prophet will die and he will not send the prophet down the mountain to try his luck.
But looking at the person in front of him meant that the prophet's stomach was cut open, he naturally felt impossible. The man's stomach has been cut open, so how can he talk?
After the chief's complexion changed, he looked helplessly around the light bulbs around the camp, and a nurse was holding a large satellite phone to talk to people.
Seeing that these chieftains' faces finally helped gradually, he naturally knew that these outsiders would have a lot of special methods. Such a lamp can be lit without flames at all, and there are people with umbrellas and a black box, so they can go far away. The person who is talking may be able to speak even if the person is cut through the stomach.
Thinking of this, the chief finally looked at Xu Ze and asked, "Can I live?"
Xu Ze sipped his lips~EbookFREE.me~ Then he took a cotton swab out of his pocket and pointed at the cotton swab, then at the old man in the tent.
The chief nodded, he understood Xu Ze's meaning and then looked at Xu Ze again, waiting for him to continue.
Xu Ze gestured the cotton swab in his hand and then broke the cotton swab from it, held one of them, and then lost his hand: "Dead"
Then he held the remaining cotton swab of the same length in his hand and said, "Live",
Seeing Xu Ze's movements, the chief gradually understood something, and his face gradually sank again.
After thinking about it for a while, the chief looked up and looked at Xu Ze, chirp, and asked again.
Under the translation of Xiaodao, Xu Ze probably heard something, then shook his head and said, "There is no other way...
Watching Xu Ze shake his head, the chieftain's face turned deeper and took a deep breath, but then turned around and suddenly knelt down in one direction, prostrating himself on the ground as if praying.