This step involves advanced design skills, which is simply not something she can do as an outsider.
The most important thing is that in this era, the materials you want to use need to be refined by yourself, and the auxiliary tools you want to use must also be made by yourself.
No big generators, no computer control systems, nothing.
Heart surgery seemed completely impossible.
"You haven't slept since last night. If you really can't think of it, why not let it go first."
Mu Yuan put the sweet soup on the table, and naturally felt distressed when he saw her forgetting about food and sleep.
After all, there is a fragile little life in the belly.
"But I don't have time."
Chu Qingge's eyes were scarlet. Because he had not rested for two days and one night, these eyes were now red and swollen.
Of course, part of the reason is that I shed tears in Fengli Ye's arms last night.
But, he didn't let him know.
"Is the situation really serious?" Mu Yuan sighed helplessly.
I finally understood why Feng Liye had to arrange for her and Feng Chenmo to go on an expedition, eager to establish prestige in front of the soldiers.
It turned out that he was dying soon...
"It's very serious." For this condition, if it were in the 21st century, the success rate of surgery would be at least 50%.
However, in this era when everything is scarce, the success rate is not even 1%.
How can this operation be performed?
But if the surgery is not performed, then even the one percent success rate is gone.
"If no treatment can be found, he... won't survive the end of this month."
Mu Yuan was shocked!
Only then did I finally realize how much pressure Chu Qingge was under!
Although Feng Liye looked a little pale, he could at least act like an ordinary person, able to move around freely and even go out to deal with political affairs.
He never imagined that his condition had become so serious.
"With such a strong physique, could it be that..."
"If it were an ordinary person, he would probably be gone."
These words made Mu Yuan completely fall into silence.
It's not that Feng Liye can't do it, it's that the injury is really too serious.
"You'd better take a break. It's so exhausting, but you may not be able to come up with any reason. Why don't you let it go, maybe you will have other ideas."
At least, get some sleep first to recharge your batteries.
Chu Qingge looked at his design drawing again, finally put down the pen and stood up.
"I'll go see him."
…
An ordinary person, if his heart was broken, would have been lying on the bed at this moment, dying...waiting for death.
But he has never been an ordinary person.
Even though he often coughs up blood, at this moment, he is still sitting behind the desk, dealing with things.
Seeing Chu Qingge come in, he said softly: "Your eyes are so scarlet and you haven't had a good rest?"
I didn't see her when I woke up this morning. Even if she didn't say anything, Feng Liye knew that this woman had gone to do something again.
She is always so stubborn, and most people really can't persuade her.
"Come here." Feng Liye did not put down the pen in her hand. She just looked at her lightly and continued to write furiously.
"Lie here for a while."
Chu Qingge had no objection. When she walked beside him, she realized that the place where he was sitting was too far away from his bed.
Seeing that his chair was big enough, she simply sat down next to him.
Before she rested her head on his shoulder, she felt a little relaxed and was hugged by him.
"Liye..." Qingge felt a little uneasy.
Although she can be considered very light, she is still an adult woman no matter how light she is.
