As the operation continued, the surgeon's mental state was experiencing a sustainable collapse.
The earthquake did not bring much substantial damage, but it made the already worrying sterile environment even worse. Even if he used his best imagination in two lifetimes, he would never have imagined that there would be an earthquake during surgery or a source of pollution falling from the sky.
Although the reaction was timely and the cotton cloth blocked the falling dust, particles invisible to the naked eye must be everywhere in the air now, and God knows what the concentration is.
Now I can only count on the Heavenly Father. I hope that he will see that believers are injured in their own fields and do something to reduce the chance of infection.
Craft, who was on the verge of tears, speeded up his hands again, trying to solve the problem faster.
However, it turns out that some things are not subject to subjective will. The fastest way to hit the bone with a chisel was this, and it took him a little slower than expected to knock out a circle on the bone.
Then use as even a force as possible, like opening the lid of a pressure cooker, to open the thing and release the internal pressure.
The color was dazzlingly red, and part of the slightly dull colloidal substance protruded from the newly opened gap. Due to the large amount, it took on a form like an uncondensed egg liquid in a pot, and it undulated subtly with changes in pressure.
Kraft gently used small round-nose pliers to grasp a piece with a relatively high degree of coagulation, picked it up and placed it on the cotton cloth in the tray. Against the white background, the bloodshot clot looked like a cilia extending out.
Some kind of red parasite.
David finally couldn't hold it any longer and turned his head to let the scene disappear from his eyes, otherwise he might have vomited it out. It was indeed the right thing not to choose surgery back then.
Although there is no suction device, the entire cleaning process is not much slower. The operation is similar to using a small spoon and chopsticks to clean a soup dish with too much water in it, but try to avoid touching the bottom of the plate.
He had to be thankful that this was another case of epidural hemorrhage, otherwise he would have had to cut the dura mater, clean up the congestion and sew the meninges back together. This also reminded him of the importance of preparing an absorbable suture to deal with situations where the sutures cannot be removed.
After checking and confirming that there was no active bleeding, Kraft began to close and suture the wound. After some hesitation, he left a small silver tube in place, placed it diagonally into the incision, wrapped it twice more with sutures, and fixed it on the scalp.
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It was supposed to be part of the new experimental equipment, replacing the too fragile glass tube in some places where transparency was not required, but Kraft unexpectedly discovered that, apart from not being soft enough, this tube was actually very suitable for use as a drainage tube.
It is inevitable that there will be blood and fluid in such a large wound. In order to prevent accumulation, it is necessary to put a tube in to guide it out.
Usually the drainage tube is a hose made of rubber or some polymer material, connected to a negative pressure bag, but conditions are limited, so we can only make do.
This makes the style of painting rather strange. The patient's head after suturing is like a baseball with a silver straw inserted into it.
Finally, the patient's head was wrapped with several layers of bandages that were firm but not tight, loose but not loose, and a torturous operation finally came to an end.
The matter is far from over. The patient will lie in a separate ward of the clinic and receive special monitoring for at least half a month. There is no need to worry about cost-effectiveness. His survival is the most effective thing.
Before being pushed out of the operating room, Kraft opened the patient's eyelids for the last time. The vertical downward nystagmus still appeared from time to time. His consciousness was still wandering on the edge of the eternal sea of death, stirred by the deep tide.
"what's next?"
"Let him lie still and don't move around. Get a small bottle to collect the fluid flowing out. I want to know the daily amount." Kraft knew that what he could do here was over, and the patient's fate would follow.
will be left in the hands of himself and probability.
It has to be said that doctors are all involved in metaphysics. After all, medicine is far from exhausting the mysteries of life. Clinical experience always fluctuates between "can all this work?" and "doesn't this work?"
After sending the patient into the ward, he walked around the remaining comatose patients. They might just have concussions, and those with minor brain contusions and lacerations had begun to wake up. He was thinking about three major philosophical issues under an unfamiliar ceiling. He still needed to recover completely.
a while.
Because there are fewer patients with intracranial hematoma who choose conservative treatment, although the condition has not worsened, there is no immediate improvement trend.
It would be nice to have antibiotics on hand. At this time, I really miss the antibiotics that cost the same as popsicles, even if it is not an intravenous injection, it is an oral version, so that I can choose a more active treatment method.
Daydreaming was good. Kraft was immersed in the wonderful fantasy of "moldy oranges suddenly starting to produce antibacterial drugs in large quantities" for a while. He reluctantly left the ward and took Brother Wadding to the room upstairs.
In an environment of relative secrecy, they were finally able to talk about their views on the current situation.
"This is no ordinary earthquake."
"Are you sure?" Just letting this speculation go through his mind, Wading felt that the cold hair on the back of his neck could open his collar, allowing the cool air blowing from the ground to pour in. "Is there any unnatural power?"
It caused an earthquake, but that would be too..."
It's too exaggerated.
People can accept evil beings as a disaster, causing houses to be haunted, fields to be barren, water sources to be polluted, and at most to invade churches. That is already a big deal.
To the extent that it could shake up the entire city and cause large-scale panic is simply unheard of and unseen. Not to mention that this city is Dunling, the faith center of the kingdom.
"And why is it today, the day we leave the city?"
Although it sounds a bit self-aware, the timing was really coincidental. Just as several of their insiders of the recent abnormal events were outside the city, an earthquake occurred in the city.
Is it possible that they are so arrogant that they have to wait for a few tiny creatures that are worse than insects to them to go far away before letting the power that can shake the earth take a look?
"That's not necessarily true." Kraft also had this thought, but immediately found an explanation from another angle, "Our travel time is not determined by ourselves."
"What do you mean?" The monk sorted out all his thoughts from seeing the sky clearing up in the morning to traveling to Yorkcraft. He was very sure that every decision was completely voluntary, and there was no situation where anyone tried to influence his subjective will.
"It is determined by the weather. We have wanted to visit Green for a long time, so we will definitely leave as soon as possible on the first day when the weather clears up. It is not a random choice."
Green's previous description of the heavy rain in the world on the other side of the dream brought inspiration. From the perspective of anomalies, changes in the weather in the present world should also be mapped to the deep layers, inducing deep beings to make various actions. This loose logic can be said
It works.
"Then why does rain cause earthquakes?" This is another question.
"Water table?"
Perhaps in other places, it will take a certain amount of time for surface water to penetrate into the ground. But in Dunling, this land is covered by a dense drainage system, and the time difference between changes in precipitation and the rise and fall of the groundwater level is greatly reduced.
Considering that sewers are guided, the water level changes caused may not be uniform, but may be drastic changes in groundwater levels in a specific area, stimulating things that are highly dependent on water.
"I have to go back to that hall as soon as possible."
The matter is not completely clueless. If there is a place that is closest to the answer, it must be in the deep buried hall, under the huge hexagonal well that swallows water.
