Special Forces Medic-Chapter 857 - 830: Surgery (Part 1)

"Inside is my battlefield. What you should be doing right now is not losing your composure here, but you should be finding the culprit. I will definitely bring Elder Hua back, and likewise, I hope you can bring me useful information, OK?"

Hua Qingyi was speechless, and after hearing the reports from several doctors, he was indeed at a loss. "I understand!" Xiao Lin was right; the battlefield inside was not his. Rather than being a hindrance here, it was better to find what he should be doing.

After saying this, Hua Qingyi walked out of the military hospital. Xiao Lin looked at his departing figure and exhaled. He did not tell Hua Qingyi about the dangers behind those diagnostic reports; today would be a difficult and intense surgery, involving many aspects.

After all, what difference would it make to tell him? It would only add one more person to the worry. This kind of pressure is better borne by oneself. Unknowingly, it has become a habit—when danger comes, when pressure descends, he always wants to face it alone, to make things easier for his brothers and woman. However, obviously, in most cases, this idea is not realized.

"Who is assisting me? I need auxiliary personnel, prepare for a long surgery." Xiao Lin glanced at the corner beside him; this person seemed to be from Tang Ji's family, a well-known expert in bone and nerve matters from the military district.

"Besides me, there is a cardiology expert." The two men entered the operating room through the sterile passage, raising their hands to don sterile gowns with the help of the circulating nurse, then swiftly wearing sterile gloves from the instrument rack brought by the anesthesia nurse.

"Cardiology?" Xiao Lin expressed visible doubt about the participation of this department in the surgery. "Is the military hospital lacking personnel now?" The question, inconsistent with the scenario, made Tang Ji feel very uneasy.

"No!" He had long heard of Dragon Soul's renowned military doctor; as someone in the medical field, it's natural to want to see such an extraordinary figure in person. However, upon meeting him, there was indeed a sense of disparity.

"Since not, they should bring someone suitable. This is no joke." Xiao Lin sternly reprimanded Tang Ji, showing no regard for the deputy dean.

"What kind of doctor does the military doctor want to assist?" Tang Ji, being somewhat discerning, suppressed his anger internally and asked. "If the military doctor has a suitable candidate, we will bring them over." The young man was arrogant, and his previous good impression of the military doctor immediately vanished. Now, the severely injured person is Hua Muyun; if the rescue fails, he would very much like to see how the military doctor would handle the situation.

"If possible, please invite Mu Rongyun, the forensic pathologist from the City Police Department."

"Forensic pathologist?" The person Xiao Lin mentioned left Tang Ji stunned.

"Dean Tang, time is of the essence, and if you have any questions, ask them afterward. I know what kind of person I need."

"But..."

"I have seven minutes to wait. Beyond that time, I will not bear any consequences." Xiao Lin spoke decisively, leaving no room for hesitation for Tang Ji.

"I understand!"

Six minutes later, Mu Rongyun, fully dressed, appeared in the operating room. For the first time, he showed an unfathomable expression towards Xiao Lin. In fact, he hoped Xiao Lin could provide a reasonable explanation. On the way here, someone had already explained the situation, and he showed no surprise at Hua Muyun's injury. The astonishment on his face was solely directed at Xiao Lin.

"The surgery will be conducted in two stages. First, Mu and I will open the patient's chest to remove foreign objects, inspect the front of the heart, the bullet entered from the left side of the heart, repair damaged organs, manage extrathoracic fluid circulation. If the heart is damaged, the cardiology expert will assist. After organ repair, Dean Tang will proceed with repairing the damaged skeletal nerve system." Being fully covered, revealing only eyes, Xiao Lin nodded towards Mu Rongyun, who was dressed similarly. Although Mu Rongyun had many questions, standing on the operating table, he was a qualified doctor, discarding distractions.

Xiao Lin saw that the nurses, instrument masters, and anesthesiologists in the surgery nodded, indicating their understanding of the entire process. He was about to inquire about the anesthesia situation when Tang Ji looked at the person on the operating table and suddenly spoke: "According to the extent of chest trauma, upon opening the chest, the patient's heart was found to be perforated by a bullet, damaged. This surgery..."

Xiao Lin raised his hands before his chest, and upon hearing Tang Ji's words, he glanced at the monitor beside him, where all the tragic data were displayed. "If it hasn't happened, then there won't be a result!" Mu Rongyun interrupted Tang Ji before Xiao Lin could speak. Even with a mask, Xiao Lin could guess that Mu Rongyun must have been smirking at that moment.

"Begin the surgery!" He said, raising his hands high, and walked to the primary surgical position.

Another arrogant person, Tang Ji, having never heard of Mu Rongyun's name, found it infuriating to listen to his boastful remarks concerning such a surgery. Yet the military doctor accepted his attitude. This is something Tang Ji could not swallow.

Suddenly, a piercing, sharp sound echoed, causing everyone on the operating table to look at each other, as if a heavy stone was pressing on their hearts. Xiao Lin's mind sent out warning signals, a transformation that would never occur? Based on his estimation, there should not be such a sound, but as everyone was immersed in that sharp sound, only Mu Rongyun stood calmly.

"This is a case of temporary shock due to excessive blood loss!" he shouted loudly, then looked at Xiao Lin with a smug expression. Xiao Lin chuckled twice. This is why he brought Mu Rongyun; not that the doctors from the military district are bad, but only this man can maintain combat effectiveness under prolonged physical and mental exertion.

"Report the anesthesia status!" Xiao Lin naturally understood what's happening. His moment of distraction was merely because the patient was a familiar senior. However, Mu Rongyun taught him that before any surgery, the patient is a stranger. You can see them as wood, but you cannot see them as family. Many understand this concept, but it's hard in practice. When a family member falls ill, other doctors often take over because it's hard to proceed personally.

"Still adjusting the mercury." The anesthetist replied in a hurry, hands still occupied.

Outside, Secretary Luo paced anxiously. The surgery hadn't started yet, and waiting for Mu Rongyun earlier took quite some time. With an automotive steel rod still lodged in the chest, external chest compressions to restore heartbeat were impossible. The bullet penetrated from the left side of the heart, and pressure without knowing the internal organ damage could worsen the situation. If this drags on, what if something happens to Elder Hua?

"Bring my bag over." Xiao Lin reached out to the Instrument Master nearby.

The Instrument Master hesitated upon hearing this. Seeing no reaction, Xiao Lin raised his voice again, "Bring my bag over, quickly!"

Mu Rongyun helplessly glanced at him. Who knows what your bag is? He quickly extracted the bag from the instrument rack and pulled out the needles Xiao Lin might need. "They don't know you." This sentence explained the reason. The Instrument Master gave Mu Rongyun an appreciative look and whispered thanks.

Then, he called out to the circulating nurse, "Adrenaline 1MG, Atropine 1MG, 2% Lidocaine Hydrochloride 100MG, wait for my command."

"Yes!" 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Xiao Lin finished instructing the circulating nurse and, without further speaking, swiftly picked up needles and pierced Hua Muyun's Quchi, Zusanli, Sanyinjiao, and the Hegu acupoints on both hands, then called out to Mu Rongyun next to him, "Forensic doctor, prepare to open the chest!"

"Scalpel!" Xiao Lin said, stretching his hand towards the Instrument Master. A scalpel was already placed in his hand.

"Fentanyl 0.1MG intravenous injection!"

"Yes!" Under Xiao Lin's command, the anesthetist picked up a syringe and injected it into the patient's catheter.

"Keep up the preparation; I hope you can match my pace." Xiao Lin cut towards Hua Muyun's wound after the anesthetist injected the Fentanyl.

"What are you doing? Just randomly stabbing some needles, injecting 0.1MG of Fentanyl, and starting surgery?" Tang Ji shouted in terror. "Military doctor, we're performing an open chest surgery, not a regular suturing procedure."

"Acupuncture analgesia has been around in our ancestors' heritage for thousands of years. In 'Su Wen. Discussion on Pain,' the important cause of pain is elucidated as the unrestricted flow of meridians, continued circle without pause, crying without action, thus causing blockage in the pulse and sudden pain. 'Ling Shu. Twelve Origins' points out the principle of acupuncture pain relief as unblocking meridians and regulating qi and blood. There are many theories, methods, and clinical applications regarding it. As a neurology expert, you surely aren't oblivious to acupuncture pain relief!"

Xiao Lin wanted to laugh but restrained himself. However, Mu Rongyun surprised him greatly. He always thought Mu Rongyun was an expert in surgery, not expecting him to excel in traditional Chinese medicine as well.

"Dean Tang, please trust me!"

"Hmph!" The one who snorted wasn't Tang Ji but Mu Rongyun who just finished a lengthy ethical discourse. He stood next to Mu Rongyun as the first assistant, while another unnamed doctor stood on the right abdominal side as the second assistant, with Xiao Lin positioned on the right primary surgeon's spot.

Following the steel rod's entry wounds on either side of the chest cavity, Mu Rongyun took a deep breath then held the steel rod already disinfected in preparation for surgery, waiting for Xiao Lin to open the chest, instructing the Instrument Master to pass the retractors to the second assistant.

Taking the retractor from the Instrument Master, without needing instructions, expanding Xiao Lin's vision of the chest cavity.

Xiao Lin tossed the scalpel aside into an iron tray, looked up at the nurse, and ordered, "Administer the previously prepared 'cardiac triple' intravenously!"

"Yes!" Taking the syringe and injecting into the catheter. (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)