Heart damage does not sound like a simple matter, but in fact it is indeed very dangerous. However, this involves a physical problem. Generally, the cure rate for injuries to the right atrium is relatively high, especially for young patients.
Unless the break is very large, surgical repair will have good results.
So although the doctor was nervous, looking at Yan Feng's age and physical condition, he knew that the cure rate of Yan Feng's disease was still very high. However, this operation involved a left thoracotomy to open the pericardium.
Expose the entire heart, find the breach, and suture it.
After Yan Feng practiced the iron cloth shirt, his muscles all over his body were firm and his bones were hard, especially the chest and back. The muscles were even harder. To break open Yan Feng's chest, it would take a man over 1.8 meters tall with a specialized killing weapon.
Only a cow boning knife can cut it open.
A weak doctor asked him to use a scalpel to open Yan Feng's chest? Let's forget it. The doctor cut Yan Feng's chest seven or eight times with the tip of the knife, and it was like cutting into tough cowhide.
Same as above, just leaving a white mark on it.
Of course, if he stabbed Yan Feng's chest with all his strength with the tip of a knife, he would probably still be able to leave a small opening on it, but he wanted to open Yan Feng's chest, not murder.
After a few cuts, the doctor was already sweating on his forehead. Originally, this was not a dangerous operation, but if he could not even cut the patient's chest, he would not be able to perform the operation. It is estimated that the patient would suffer from cardiac tamponade before long.
And died.
At this moment, Yan Feng was given an anesthesia injection and was also groggy. He could vaguely see that the doctor seemed to be helpless about his chest, and Yan Feng also seemed to remember that he seemed to have practiced the iron cloth shirt.
Can't the scalpel go in?
I won't die because of this, right? Yan Feng thought sadly, no, I can't die. I haven't repaid the angel-like girl who saved me yet. If she dies, then her efforts will not be in vain.
?
However, he felt that it was becoming more and more laborious for him to think, and his heart was becoming more and more uncomfortable. Finally, Yan Feng said in his heart: "Enter the lottery space!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the effect of the anesthetic, the smell of the medicine around him, the sweating doctor in front of him, everything left him, and Yan Feng's consciousness suddenly became clear. At the same time,
The cross sword pendant was also enlarged many times and stood there.
Yan Feng's merit and karma are clearly engraved on it: Merit: 147/1147: Karma: 130.2/3302. There are only two draws. In these two draws, he must get the one to repair his heart.
Otherwise, even with this lottery system, I would have become a lonely ghost!
Yan Feng thought about it and said directly: "Conduct a karma lottery."
In terms of repairing himself, Yan Feng still chose the karma lottery. As soon as Yan Feng finished speaking, the panda dragon on the cross sword turned pure black, and a faint black energy escaped, and then six
items appeared around the cross sword.
They are: "Apocalyptic Technology", "Apocalyptic Products", "Apocalyptic Monsters", "Survival Skills", "Triple Karma" and "Thank You for Participating".
Then Yan Feng pressed the pure black lottery button, and then the cross sword began to spin rapidly. Yan Feng's eyes were fixed on the turntable. This time, the lottery could be said to be a matter of his life and death.
, Yan Feng cannot ignore it!
Finally, the rotation speed of the turntable began to slow down. After two minutes, the rotation speed had dropped to a very low level. Finally, the tip of the cross sword stopped at the end of the world product item, and then, I saw the names beating:
All of them looked very violent and powerful, and a glimmer of hope arose in Yan Feng's heart. At this time, Black Dragon said gloomily: "Extract the n-virus, do you want to take it?" Yan Feng listened and said: "r
Viruses? What’s the use?”
"One of the types of viruses that cause the end of the world. After taking it, you will suffer the heart-gnawing pain of thousands of ants. After persisting through it, you can obtain the primary body regeneration ability. If you fail, you will become a low-level zombie." Yan Feng listened and said: "That's it.
Danger? Conduct a merit draw.
As soon as Yan Feng finished speaking, the black dragon turned into a white dragon, and the surrounding environment changed from gloomy to bright, and the six lottery items also turned into "Future Technology", "Future Products", "Super Pets" and "Life Skills"
"Triple merit" "Thank you for participating" Then Yan Feng pressed the lottery button again, and the cross sword began to rotate again. Finally, the cross sword stopped at the "Future Product" place, and then, the same
Countless names: "2014 mutated celestial huā pinch killing agent", "2045 light energy vehicle", "2112 new hangover medicine..."
Finally, the words in the future products column were fixed: "Neural anesthetic in 2115." Yan Feng was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Bailong, can this ultimate anesthetic resist the pain caused by the r-virus?"
Bailong listened and said, "I don't know."
Yan Feng listened and said: "Forget it, let's fight, give me the prize." As soon as Yan Feng finished speaking, he saw a white test tube and a black test tube appear in Yan Feng's hands respectively, and
Panda Dragon appeared in front of Yan Feng. Yan Feng said: "Panda Dragon, if I reuse these two things in this space, it should be useful, right?" Panda Dragon listened and said: "It is useful."
After hearing this, Ji Feng said, "Then I'll feel relieved."
As Yan Feng spoke, he opened both test tubes, and then poured both medicines into his mouth. As soon as the two tubes of medicine entered his mouth, Yan Feng felt the smell of medicine in the hospital once again hit him.
shrouded.
The doctor was still sweating profusely, like an ant on a hot pot, and at the foot of Yan Feng's bed were two empty test tubes. At this moment, Yan Feng could no longer feel his body at all, like a vegetative state.
Same.
Whether it was the pain caused by the injury to the heart and stomach or the pain caused by the r-virus, Yan Feng could not feel a single bit. It was a pity that there was no machine to see through the inside of Yan Feng's body at this moment, otherwise they would have discovered that inside Yan Feng's body
, all sensory nerves temporarily stopped working.
At the same time, an unknown virus was destroying Yan Feng's body crazily, while Yan Feng's own defense and regeneration system was slowly repairing itself. Under the effect of this destruction and repair, Yan Feng
The wounds on his heart and stomach are reducing at a visible speed.
(To be continued!~!
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