Silva's face is British calm and Brazilian mania.

He watched Ma Yanlin help him untie the bandage, and the British calm on his face also collapsed wildly at a speed that surpassed World War II.

"Is the infection awesome?" Silva is a mercenary and is very clear about the consequences of the infection, especially in this environment where it is difficult to deliver it after lacking medical treatment and medicine. An inconspicuous infection that sounds like an inconspicuous infection will kill his own life if it is not done well.

Just look at the mortality rate of the Civil War in the United States. In the absence of sufficient medicines, the mortality rate of infection is extremely high.

Ma Yanlin's face was serious and shook his head slightly.

No?

Silva looked at Ma Yanlin's movements and his mentality collapsed instantly. The expression on his face turned completely Brazilian, and he said with an explosion of emotions: "I was just cut by a stone."

"The infection is not serious, just deal with it." Ma Yanlin said simply through translation.

After hearing Salina's words, Silva's mentality collapsed again: "If it's okay, why would you shake your head?"

Ma Yanlin looked up at Silva's tears coming out, and said in confusion: "This is our Chinese habit. When you say no, shake your head first..."

"Is China so a habit?" Silva looked at Ling Ran with confusion.

Ling Ran was too lazy to pay attention to this language disagreement and said straightforwardly: "You need to do a debridement suture now. You have not debridement after being injured. The impurities in the wound cause infection. Should you take antibiotics?"

Silva nodded repeatedly and said, "I used first aid kit."

The captain also said from the side: "We are often injured. We usually use the medicines in the first aid kit. We will not get infected when we go to the medical room."

Ling Ran nodded with mercy.

Ma Yanlin explained: "Maybe it is because Brazil is tropical. In addition, there are more pathogenic bacteria in the sewage, and fatigue may also lead to a decrease in human immunity, and there are many reasons."

"So, it's luck?" Silva asked.

"Infection is luck." Ma Yanlin shrugged: "If you poke a needle used by an AIDS patient, the probability of winning the bid is one in three hundred. The contraceptive success rate of condom is only 85%..."

"Ha? The success rate of condoms is only 85%?" The captain and Silva's faces changed.

In comparison, Silva discolored a lot deeper.

Ma Yanlin smiled as if he was a community doctor and said, "Don't worry too much. If used correctly, the success rate can also be increased to 98%, and the success rate of 85% is mainly because many people use it incorrectly."

"How to use it, how to use it?" Silva couldn't even care about the pain in her waist.

"Don't move." Ling Ran put on gloves and pressed Silva's waist wound, and his hands simulated twice.

Salina translated as usual.

Silva was going crazy: "Don't move? I'm not wearing a condom to stay away!"

Salina blushed and peeked at Ling Ran again. She didn't translate this sentence at all. She said directly: "Doctor Ling means that if you move around now, he will cut off your kidney."

Silva was instantly stiff.

Ling Ran happened to poke Silva twice.

Silva held his face strongly, and couldn't help but not move with all the experience, experience and perseverance accumulated by mercenaries, four years of college, and three years of soldiers.

Ling Ran looked up at Silva in surprise and said to himself: "It seems to be very strong."

Ma Yanlin didn't understand Silva and Salina's words, so he praised in English: "tough-guy."

Silva showed a smile that was hard to understand.

Seeing this, Ma Yanlin said, "It should be because of the slow nerve reaction. Can you use less anesthetics later and save a little. We don't have many medicines left."

"Um..." Ling Ran couldn't help but think.

"They came to deliver medicine, but they could not argue if they consumed it first when they went to the place. Of course, it was mainly because of his physical condition, and he didn't need too much anesthetic. If he gave it too much, it would have side effects." Ma Yanlin did an anesthesia assessment very logically and then began to prepare for anesthesia.

There was no anesthesiologist at the scene at all. Ling Ran had a master-level local infiltration anesthesia skill, but this was a branch skill of branch skills. Without the help of instruments and equipment, looking at it from afar, it was impossible to judge the patient's condition.

"I'll do a local debridement for you first, and then anesthetize." Ling Ran specifically reminded Silva, and then began to do debridement and suture for him.

The first step in debridement and suture is debridement, rather than anesthesia, which is to avoid further infection, because when the needle is poked in, it is possible to bring bacteria on the surface into it.

Silva has been a mercenary for so many years and has done debridement and sutures. Naturally, she understands this truth. She can only grit her teeth and look at Ling Ran, use a soft brush to clean the skin around the wound, and rinse it with normal saline.

Ling Ran smiled and did it with caution.

After staying in Guozheng Charity Hospital for three days, the more than 100 patients sent to the day were wiped out by Ling Ran. Even the seriously injured person could do the same level as Ling Ran could do it, and first ensure that he could survive.

But this is the case, there are not many patients in the hospital who need surgery.

Fortunately, the mercenaries brought supplies, including themselves. People like Silva, who were injured on the road. At night, the wounds were just developed and very suitable for surgery.

"Some more salt water." Ling Ran saved money to use, but a basin of salt water was still not enough.

Silva's injuries were not serious, which was compared to the battlefield. In fact, his entire right abdomen was scratched, and there were several wounds that penetrated the texture. In addition, the suppuration caused by the infection, all of them needed to be cleaned.

Compared with other drugs, the normal saline stored in Guozheng Charity Hospital is enough. The nurse soon brought another bottle and poured it out on the spot to clean the wound.

At this time, Ling Ran used tweezers to pick up a few large pieces of branch fragments, and then pressed several small bleeding points to stop the bleeding.

After doing all this, Ling Ran said again: "The wound is still relatively deep, please send it to the operating room."

"Do you need surgery?" Several mercenaries present became nervous again.

"Debridement and suture are minor surgery." Without Ling Ran's words, Salina gave a directly answer.

"The operating room environment is cleaner and not prone to infection." Ling Ran paused for a moment and said, "We are not in good condition now and can only use conventional broad-spectrum antibacterial drugs. If you are infected with troublesome bacteria, we can do nothing."

Silva was so scared that he could not say anything against him, so he could only be pushed into the operating room with no eyes.

His captain and his team members could not follow in, so they could only stare at the operating room lights in a daze.

inject.

Cut the flesh.

Clean.

Bandage.

Not long after, Silva was sent out.

Several mercenary members gathered in Silva and returned to the ward.

Then, a group of people surrounded Silva, staring silently.

A team member whispered: "Captain... our mission is over?"

"Probably, right..." The captain looked around, and there were boring patients and boring patients' families everywhere. Without hell, there would be no room for them to play.

"What should we do next?"

"what you do?"

"I am interested in fishing."

"Go."
Chapter completed!