ps: Do you still have monthly tickets in your hands? It’s a hundred tickets!

"shit!" Zhou Xueqing knew the reason, but she was unwilling to be choked and couldn't help but make a classic British curse!

Leng Feng shook his head. The best way to deal with such a "proud little male provocation" woman is to not pay attention to him.

"I have a surname Leng, who do you think you are? God? You are just a stinky soldier. Do you think your surgery is so easy? You will kill him like this..."

Zhou Xue found a reason to reject Leng Feng and chased him in.

"I'm just a stinky soldier and can have such a little surgery. If you don't want to stay here, please go out!" Leng Feng turned around and closed the door, "I'm sorry, Professor Zhou, I want to change my clothes."

"You're the last name Leng, you're so self-righteous. Do you think you're a hero if you do this?" Zhou Xue stood at the door and said loudly.

Leng Feng changed his clothes and came out of the room, ignored Zhou Xue at all, and walked straight to the small operating table: "Conghu, Yunfeng, prepare to disinfect."

"OK."

"Song Yunfeng, are you crazy too? Will he have surgery?"

Song Yunfeng was so amused that he shook his head, and simply learned from Leng Feng and ignored him.

"Zhou Xue, if you mess around here, just go out!" Leng Feng's temper is not that good, this is the operating room.

"Wu Xiaoyun, come in and take your man away!" Zhou Xue was so angry that she said, "He is already crazy."

Wu Xiaoyun outside the door had already heard the quarrel inside. However, without Leng Feng's order, she did not go in.

Besides, she believes Leng Feng can deal with Zhou Xue.

Because she trusts Leng Feng just like Leng Feng’s trust in her.

There was more than Wu Xiaoyun outside the door. When he heard Zhou Xue calling "Leng Feng" as Wu Xiaoyun's man, his expressions were really wonderful.

Especially the Yaksha team members, it was so terrifying that their eyes were almost falling all over the ground.

Who is so fierce that he dares to provoke Wu Poyun?

I thought Wu Xiaoyun would rush in with anger, but what I didn't expect was that Wu Xiaoyun actually walked away with a calm expression.

It seemed that what happened inside had nothing to do with him.

"What's the situation? Wu Po Yun has changed his sexual desire?" Tang Hui, who had suffered a loss in Wu Xiaoyun, asked.

"At first glance, you are a chinese, this witch Yunba probably fell in love with Chief Leng." Fang Xiaoyang, who thought he was a person who had experienced it, said quietly, "Finally, there is a man who can save the world."

"Hmph!" Dong Yang snorted coldly, obviously he was very dissatisfied with Fang Xiaoyang's statement. You know, he has liked Wu Xiaoyun for a long time.

"Dong Mutou, you have no chance!" Luo Xiuya walked to Dong Yang with a charming look and smiled slightly, "As a woman, I can be 100% sure that a woman like Wu Xiaoyun will never change her mind once she falls in love with a man."

"You have to care!" Dong Yang was stimulated and ran to the side to sulk.

"A foolish man and resentful woman. Alas..."

“**!”

"It's over, it's too late, Wu Bayun is in love. Major news... Hey, I have murderous aura, help me..."

"Zhou Xue, don't think that you have stayed for a few days. After drinking some foreign ink, you think you are a person. The self-righteous person is you, in my eyes. You are at most a vase. How many Japanese troops have you killed in the battle just now? How many people have you saved?" Leng Feng's face turned cold. Zhou Xue was really spoiled this time and was too polite.

"Me, I..." Zhou Xue also knew that her mouth was getting faster and something was wrong.

"You won't have a shot, right?" Leng Feng asked with a sarcastic smile.

"I, I have never shot anyone!" Zhou Xue was angry and anxious, and her face was blushing.

"Do you think you have studied medicine alone in this world?"

...

Zhou Xue's face turned red and white. Could it be that this guy had really studied medicine? He seemed to have really understood it just now.

"Yunfeng, we continue the operation. Has the routine disinfection been completed?" Leng Feng ignored Zhou Xue and, with Song Yunfeng's assistance, walked onto the operating table with the epidermal rubber sleeve.

The generator started, the electricity was sent over, and the shadowless light was turned on.

"Record, the patient was seventeen years old, male, with a gunshot wound. The bullet was from the third left rib, and the four ribs were about 1.5 cm from the heart and shot into the lungs. It was initially judged that the lung lobe was damaged and a partial lobectomy was required. The operation time was 1.5 hours!" Leng Feng roughly checked the wound and said calmly.

"What are you doing when you stand there? Either record it or ask you to come?"

“barbaian!”

Zhou Xue cursed guiltily, and had never been so irritated before and almost cried, but she still held back and picked up the pen to record.

"Yunfeng, can you open your chest?"

Song Yunfeng shook his head embarrassedly. It was difficult to open his chest and could not be learned casually. He had never even read it.

"Where are you?" Leng Feng asked Zhou Xue again, "Forget it, with your IQ and courage, I probably won't learn it either."

Zhou Xue's face turned red and she didn't even refute.

"Okay, I will demonstrate to you today. From now on, you will be bound to do this job. You can't do it every time." Leng Feng said.

"Boss, do you really know how to operate surgery?" Song Yunfeng was a little uncertain. He had never heard of Leng Feng's medical skills.

"You don't know this, my elder brother..." Cong Hu, who helped disinfect, looked up and smiled.

"Conghu, shut up!" Leng Feng rebuked lightly.

Cong Hu looked embarrassed and quickly closed his mouth. That matter was indeed not suitable to be said at this time, after all, it involved a daughter's family **.

“Are there any anesthetics?”

"No!" Song Yunfeng answered directly. Except for regular hospitals, where can there be anesthetics?

"Then let's get an injection." Leng Feng said.

"OK!"

"Child, it may hurt a little. Hold on to it, it will be fine in a while. You bite this towel. Try to control yourself and don't move." Leng Feng rolled up a roll of towel and put it in the awakened boy's mouth.

“Have the surgical instruments been disinfected?”

“It’s disinfected!”

"Okay. Let's start." Leng Feng said, "Zhou Xue, be my assistant. You have entered the operating room and know what to do, right?"

"Me, I..." Zhou Xue was a little confused. Although she had studied medicine, it was the first time she entered the operating room and she had not learned it systematically.

"Forget it, what I say. Remember, what you do. Be light and don't block my sight when wiping sweat." Leng Feng explained and began to get into a nervous and busy life.

"Be careful, press his waist. Hurry, why are you standing there..."

"laugh!"

A stream of black blood burst out from the wound and sprinkled all on Hou Zhou Xue's face. She let go of her hand and screamed.

"What are you doing? Hold the patient down!" Leng Feng scolded without hesitation, and quickly pressed the patient on the operating table with one hand, with a stern look on his eyes with a hint of murderous aura, "No. Don't stay just now!"

"when!"

A 6.5mm rifle bullet was taken out and placed in a white tray.

"The heart was not damaged, the lung lobe was damaged. The damaged lung lobe must be removed, ear balls, hemostasis forceps, quick..."

A small piece of lung lobe is damaged and the tissue has been necrotic and must be removed. Otherwise, it will remain in the patient's body, which will easily cause inflammation and tissue lesions. It will be troublesome to cause pneumonia.

Even so, postoperative inflammation is inevitable because of the conditions of this era, although penicillin has been discovered, it has not been put into clinical use, let alone a mature production process has not been found.

“Is there quinine?”

"have!"

"What is the patient's heartbeat, what is the blood pressure?"

"I, I don't know?"

"Have you really studied medicine?" Leng Feng expressed doubts about Zhou Xue's professional knowledge and reached out to sigh at the patient's neck pulse.

"The heartbeat is about 55 times a minute, and the pulse is weak."

“High pressure 100, low pressure 65!”

"The blood pressure is a little low, injection...10 mg (the omitted in the middle, you know)." Leng Feng ordered.

"Yes, boss." Song Yunfeng took off his blood pressure monitor and hurried to get the medicine.

"Hearing, suture, will you do this?"

Zhou Xue nodded and shook her head blankly.

"Forget it, I didn't expect you, so you'd better help me. I'll stitch the wound." Leng Feng shook his head slightly.

After suturing, debride, disinfect, and then bandage, Leng Feng's movements are very skillful, just like thinking that he has been a surgeon for many years.

The reason why Leng Feng did these is because he had done it himself. During the battle, someone was injured and no one could have such an emergency surgery. As a result, a teammate died. So Leng Feng went to study surgery for three months. Of course, he learned the more extensive type.

The so-called extensive type is first aid surgery under simple conditions and scarce medicines. In his era, there was no longer any manual surgery. Just open a breath, put a medical robot in, and make a surgical procedure.

"Sir, how about my son?"

"I just had an operation on him and took out the bullets from his lungs, but whether he could wake up depends on his own survival. I will observe it for a night before talking about it." Leng Feng explained.

"Thank you, sir, thank you, sir, I kowtowed you!"
To be continued...