Sorry, there was a network problem at home yesterday and I couldn't update in time. I will make up for it today, at least four updates.
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Facing a carton of medicines and medical equipment, the woman looked at Zhang Wenhao in astonishment for a long time. She didn't know how Zhang Wenhao got these things, let alone how Zhang Wenhao planned to use these things. She left it to herself to find a solution.
problem, or does he want to solve it for himself?
First of all, my knowledge of first aid is limited to how to temporarily save life in dangerous situations, such as how to stop bleeding after being shot or stabbed, how to maintain breathing rhythm and mentality, and how to inject an appropriate dose of morphine into one's wounds. But other than these, how to truly
She knows nothing about the treatment.
I have received extremely professional and systematic training, and I only know a little bit about first aid. The boy in front of me was a high school student carrying a schoolbag and riding a bicycle leisurely on his way home an hour ago, but this time
Over the course of an hour, he brought more and more surprises to himself.
Just when her face was full of doubts, Zhang Wenhao spoke. He took out the necessary tools and asked without raising his head: "You haven't said your name yet. You can jump in my car tonight.
It seems appropriate to drag me into this mess and reveal my name, right?"
The woman chuckled between her breaths and said lightly: "Qian Ning."
Zhang Wenhao smiled and said: "I saw many different certificates in the secret room. Although I am not sure what you do, you should have many names and identities."
The woman nodded and said: "My real name is Qian Ning, but this name has never been publicly used in China, so even if you check all the people named Qian Ning across the country, you will definitely not be able to find me.
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Zhang Wenhao shrugged his shoulders and said, "Okay, I reluctantly believe it."
With that said, Zhang Wenhao raised his head, looked at Qian Ning, and said seriously: "I need to cut your pants from above the wound. Are you okay?"
Qian Ning looked at Zhang Wenhao in surprise and asked, "You mean, you're here to help me take out the bullet?"
Zhang Wenhao nodded and said: "I will help you clean the wound, remove the bullet and suture the wound, and then bandage the wound. Then I will help you get into bed and give you antibiotics on the bed."
Qian Ning looked at Zhang Wenhao in surprise and did not move for a long time. Then, she nodded to herself and said, "Please, find me something to bite on."
"No need to bite." Zhang Wenhao said calmly: "Before I take out the bullet, I will use acupuncture to anesthetize you and temporarily make your left leg unconscious."
Qian Ning looked even more disbelieving and asked blankly: "Isn't it right? You also know acupuncture? Have you ever studied medicine?"
"Learned." Zhang Wenhao said casually and said: "The problem now is that your wound is very close to the root of the thigh. First you have to let me cut all your pants. Then in the process, I will definitely
It touches your body, you'd better be mentally prepared."
Qian Ning looked down at his wound, and his face felt hot.
The wound was less than five centimeters down from the root of the thigh. Zhang Wenhao's belt was tied above the wound and even touched the private part between his legs. The wound was so close that Zhang Wenhao said that he would wear his pants below the wound.
After tearing them all apart, the remaining clothes on his left leg were no longer even as long as his shorts, and he had to do it himself...
After a while, Qian Ning nodded slightly, as if he had made up his mind, and said, "You have to figure it out."
Zhang Wenhao smiled at her, then picked up the scissors with his right hand, reached the bottom of her knees with his left hand, used a little force to bend her legs upwards, then used the scissors to cut a circle around her thighs, and then cut the entire
The cut trouser legs fell to just above the knees.
Qian Ning's cheeks were red, and her thigh was between Zhang Wenhao's hands, which made her feel very awkward. This was the first time in her life that she had such close contact with a man.
Immediately, Zhang Wenhao took out the silver needle box, took out a silver needle of suitable length, wiped it with alcohol cotton a few times, and said: "I am starting to give the needle now. There will be some numbness in the first few needles. Please bear with it and don't move it."
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"Okay." Qian Ning looked at the slender and dazzling silver needle in Zhang Wenhao's hand with some anxiety, took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said, "Come on!"
Zhang Wenhao chose to place the first injection on the inner side of the thigh. When he wiped Qian Ning's inner thigh with alcohol cotton, Zhang Wenhao's hand was already very close to Qian Ning's bulge wrapped in elastic tights. The inner thigh was already a
It was an extremely sensitive position, not to mention that the other person was a man, and he wiped it there repeatedly with highly volatile alcohol cotton. This cold and itchy feeling made her feel a tingling feeling in her heart that she had never felt before.
This feeling can even drain away one's strength in an instant, making the body feel weak.
Qian Ning felt ashamed and embarrassed in her heart. She knew that her body felt something it shouldn't have to this special alcohol wipe. She tried her best to control her body not to tremble, but her brows were slightly frowned together, and in that position
It was really too close to her private part, and she was afraid that Zhang Wenhao would suddenly touch it intentionally or unintentionally. If that happened, she didn't know if she should immediately give Zhang Wenhao a big mouth in return.
"I've given the injection." Zhang Wenhao said lightly. Immediately, Qian Ning felt a slight tingling on his skin, and then a stronger numbness spread throughout his entire nerves!
Zhang Wenhao is twisting the needle, which is also a necessary process when inserting the needle. The silver needle is constantly twisting in his hand and piercing inward, so as to achieve the desired anesthesia effect.
But the place where the needle was inserted was the main nerve vein of the thigh. This kind of numbness was indescribable to Qian Ning. It was extremely numb and accompanied by an indescribable pleasure. With the frequency of Zhang Wenhao's twisting, she almost moaned.
Voice.
"Okay." After one needle was inserted, Zhang Wenhao finally stopped and said, "A total of four needles will be inserted. The numbness will become lighter and lighter in the future. By the time the fourth needle is inserted, you should not feel any pain.
I feel it."
"Really?" Qian Ning was still recovering from the twitching pleasure just now. It was the first time he experienced this kind of feeling that went straight to the brain. It was like a drug, making his whole body paralyzed. His breathing was rapid and he could not slow down for a while.
Come.
However, what Zhang Wenhao said was not a lie. As he continued to insert the needle, by the time the fourth needle was inserted, Qian Ning had no feeling at all. His entire leg seemed to be about to lose consciousness. He didn't care to feel it.
I can't even feel that I still have my left leg.
After the needle was inserted, Zhang Wenhao gently patted the skin of Qian Ning's inner thigh and asked, "Do you feel it?"
Qian Ning shook his head with two red clouds.
Zhang Wenhao felt relieved, took out the surgical scissors, and disinfected it with alcohol while saying, "I'm going to cut the wound cross-shaped by about 8 millimeters in each of the four directions, so that the necrotic tissue around your wound can be removed."
Because his left leg had completely lost all feeling, Qian Ning no longer had any doubts about Zhang Wenhao. In his opinion, this kind of effect could only be achieved by morphine and Pethidine, but he did not expect that this man could achieve this effect easily.
It was done with four silver needles. This kind of acupuncture technique was something I had never even heard of.
Zhang Wenhao carefully cut out a cross shape in four directions along the bullet hole on his thigh. Almost all the skin and flesh tissue torn when the bullet entered was removed. Otherwise, these necrotic tissues would rot and die in the wound.
Not only could it not heal properly, the injured person would also become infected, so Zhang Wenhao did it very carefully.
After he had almost cleaned up the peripheral necrotic tissue, Zhang Wenhao took out his mobile phone again, turned on the always-on flash function, handed it to Qian Ning and said, "Help me look at the wound, and I'll take a look at the internal situation."
Qian Ning obediently followed the instructions. Zhang Wenhao removed the necrotic and damaged tissue inside the wound under the strong light. Then he picked up the tweezers and disinfected while saying: "I will take out the warhead now, although I have already given it to you."
Your thigh is anesthetized, and your brain cannot feel the pain transmitted by the nervous system, but the nervous system is still working, but it is not connected to the brain. When I take out the bullet, touching the nervous system will cause the nervous system to react on its own.
So I'm going to..."
Qian Ning looked at Zhang Wenhao confused, but before Zhang Wenhao finished speaking, he moved his legs and sat on his knees. Only then did he hear Zhang Wenhao explain: "Only in this way can we prevent you from having a knee-jerk reflex."
Otherwise, if the wound is torn, you will be in big trouble."
Qian Ning had heard of knee-jerk shooting. He nodded slightly, but was too embarrassed to speak.
Zhang Wenhao used tweezers to carefully take out the warhead. The warhead had already hit the leg bone, but fortunately it had almost no force when it hit the leg bone, so it did not cause any substantial damage to the bone.
After the warhead was taken out, Zhang Wenhao breathed a sigh of relief. He then used disinfectant to clean Qian Ning's wound thoroughly, and used tweezers to remove all tissue fragments and other debris. After doing this, Zhang Wenhao was already sweating profusely.
Immediately afterwards, Zhang Wenhao took out the suture needle and thread and sutured Qian Ning's wound. While suturing, he comforted Qian Ning and said, "My suturing technique is very good, and this is an absorbable material. Even if it leaves a little
The scar must be very neat, and you can’t wear short skirts or shorts for a while at most.”
Zhang Wenhao's kind-hearted consolation made Qian Ning feel inexplicably shy, which was difficult for Qian Ning to accept. The training she had received had been trying to make her have no emotional weaknesses except being cold. The word shy was,
I haven't felt it since I was 12 years old, but today I realized that this inherent element of human emotion has never been removed by myself, but has only been temporarily hidden by myself.
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