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Chapter 132 Spiritual Assault

It turned out that it was a mad scene in the operating room where people were cured and saved.

Si Kouxian and other medical staff shouted in pain, pressing their heads and blue veins suddenly appeared on their pale faces, but the spirit in their eyes was rapidly fading away.

Looking at the conference room of the command center, the psychology building, the headquarters research institute and other places that synchronize the images, they all burst into shock!

The screams from the operating room made every researcher's heart tightly hold. What is happening? Chen Wenwei's EEG showed a messy waveform, which was extremely strangely crowded on the monitoring screen.

"Save them out quickly!" Professor Qin shouted anxiously, and his voice came from the broadcast system.

A team of operators wearing sterile clothes were waiting outside the operating room to deal with any situation, but now they suddenly stopped in pain.

At the same time, everyone saw Gu Jun, who could still stand firmly, rushed towards the operating table, and passed a ball of clean gauze from the instrument tray on the table, and stuffed it into Chen Wenwei's mouth, blocking it tightly and blocking the strange sounds.

People everywhere were shocked, Gu Jun... could he still move?

Not only can Gu Jun move, control his body, but also keeps his mind awake and shouted: "Don't look at him, don't listen to him! Think about something else!"

While shouting, he had already adjusted a needle of anesthetics mixed with lidocaine, dicaine, etc. from the anesthesia instrument table, aiming it at the bottom of Chen Wenwei's external ear, and a slightly forward edge of the mastoid process. The sharp needle flashed through the cold light and pierced vertically. It reached the bottom of the jugular vein and injected anesthetics.

Since general anesthesia in the central nervous system has been ineffective, try local anesthesia nerve block.

As long as he blocks the glossopharyngeal nerve, Chen Wenwei will not be able to make a sound. If that sentence is a spell, the effect will be reduced.

"It's mental interference!" Gu Jun shouted again, "Command Center, don't let someone come in first!"

In the chaotic conference room on the same floor, Professor Qin immediately stopped the action team that was rushing in with the radio on the radio: "Wait, listen to A Jun!"

Professor Qin understood that the patient was releasing abnormal and strong EEG signals, causing everyone in the operating room to feel stressed, but Gu Jun was able to stabilize because of strict mental training and other reasons.

However, those who operated only received routine training. Although their mental power was stronger than ordinary people, they could not handle it freely.

It is very likely that if you open the operating room door and walk in, if you don’t save someone, you need someone else to save him.

However, in the operating room, several nurses had already fallen on the floor, and others were also trying to support the surrounding instruments, chairs, stools and other objects, and they could hardly hold on.

"Ajun, when can people enter? Tell me immediately!" Professor Qin's voice sounded from the radio speaker in the operating room.

"I know..." Gu Jun could only barely stabilize it, and he felt a huge chaos in his mind that was churning and the cracking pain was getting worse.

But he tried his best to concentrate his energy at one point, held the white matter cutter, and took a deep breath.

The hand felt strange, but he had studied the data and had just seen how Si Kou used the main knife. The wire ring strip on the handle had been retracted. He posed the cutter to the predetermined position deeper in the patient's brain, and he didn't care whether it was 100% accurate.

No matter how difficult it is, the operation must be continued.

Gu Jun had a thought in his mind and clicked to accept the task:

[Difficult task: The individual contribution of completing two-star surgery (successful) in one day has reached 100%. Task reward: 1 handful of carlop card anatomy]

【Accept the task to complete!】

He immediately pulled the strip of the cutter handle and a strange force came, as if he could feel the wire ring popping out and spinning.

Stir evenly and vigorously.

Crack! Another soft nerve fiber in Chen Wenwei's frontal lobe was damaged. The turbid eyes became more and more stiff, but the mouth could no longer make any sound.

But in a vague way, Gu Jun seemed to hear Chen Wenwei's sad plea: "Doctor Gu, save me..."

Is it a spiritual response?... He feels a feeling of others' emotions, confusion, fear, sorrow and pain.

The confusion of struggling alone in a big city, the anxiety about the future of life, the longing for the hometown, and the unwillingness to leave.

For some reason, Gu Jun seemed to see a small bay window.

"Brother, hold on!" He gritted his teeth, calmed his mind, continued to lean forward a little, and pulled out the wire ring again.

Crack, another nerve fiber was damaged.

Then Gu Jun slowly pulled out the patient's skull to drill hole. He felt that the mental pressure had weakened, and shouted: "Okay, come in and save people!"

"Save people!" Professor Qin gave the order, and the operation team guarding outside the operating room rushed in first. Although he suddenly felt dizzy, he could still bear it. He didn't care whether to keep it clean or not. They quickly carried Si Kouxian and others onto a stretcher and transported them out, and immediately went to rescue them.

"I'm fine...you save others..." Si Kouxian said slowly on the stretcher, still consciously.

But the first help Song Yilong, the second help Chen Xinfeng, the anesthesiologist Guo Jun, the instrument nurse Huang Yanyu, and the four surgical personnel who were the second closest to the patient were all pale, with saliva flowing out, facial muscles tilted, and their minds were unclear.

Other neurosurgeons in the corridor outside knew it was not good at first glance. The symptoms looked like acute cerebral hemorrhage.

These people who were just undergoing the operation will be immediately sent to the operating room next to them.

The entire surgical building was mobilized, and there were not so many people in neurosurgery, and everyone in other departments had to come to help.

It was also at this time that the already arranged substitute surgery team walked in through the clean corridor door. They looked heavy and walked towards the operating table without hesitation.

The surgeon was Gao Guohong, Yishui Ding Ming, and Gu Jun replaced Ershui and did skull and suture with everyone.

Looking at the synchronized image, people could see that Gu Jun's hands were very stable, even the one on the operating table was the most calm. Others were still somewhat disturbed by an invisible mental disturbance, and their hands were a little shaking. Some of the fine operations were all told by Gao Guohong and Gu Jun would do it.

The youngest guy in the audience has become the stabilizing needle in this operating room, inspiring everyone's spirit.

"Ajun, do you think this operation needs to be continued?" After completing the skull on this side, Professor Qin asked Gu Jun's opinion.

"Yes! You must continue to do it." Gu Jun responded heavily, "You will know the result if you continue to do it."

So, the operating room continued to be solemn and calm. The nurse of Baoding turned the other side of the patient's head and fixed it again, and everyone continued to work hard.

Scalpel, monopole electric knife, high-speed electric drill... one piece of equipment continues to work, exposing the skull again, and drilling a hole again.

The medical staff were determined not to think too much, but only had one idea to complete the operation!

Just like what Gu Jun said just now, we must continue to do it.

Don’t let Si Kou fall down and his fall become meaningless. Even if the second group of them falls, they must ask the third group to continue working.

Because whether lobe leukotomy has a therapeutic effect on nightmares will only be known after doing it.

In the history of human medicine, there is no other way to cure diseases, not by the mercy of gods or by the alms of demons.

Only such clinical attempts have been made, relying on the blood and flesh of patients and doctors to walk a path.
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