The strange light and shadow flickered out of the ancient banyan tree and the figures of people kneeling and worshiping around it.
Gu Jun felt like he was right next to the banyan tree, but from his "perspective" he could see all the 360-degree scenes around the banyan tree. There were about fifty people kneeling around, all wearing the same set of clothes...
…
It was a long black mandarin jacket with some strange embroidery patterns on it. It looked like the clothing of the Republic of China, and it revealed an unknown sinisterness.
Where is this? When? Gu Jun wondered, the visual range of the illusion was limited, and the farther places were just like an out-of-focus haze, with vaguely low buildings. Is this Gurong Village? Or is it an operating bed?
Where did Patient 25 come from?
He wanted to take a closer look at the banyan tree, but all he could see was its lush branches and leaves stretching out, and its thick beards hanging down to the ground, as if it was absorbing the power of the earth.
"Why?" Gu Jun couldn't figure it out. If the patient with strange banyan disease was the direct connection to this illusion, what did this scene have in common with the surgery they were preparing to perform on the patient?
At this time, he vaguely heard the sound of someone struggling and howling, "Ah, ah..." Was it the cry of Patient No. 25?
But suddenly he saw something. Four people, also wearing long black mandarin jackets, pushed a strange-looking wooden prison car towards the banyan tree. The wood of the prison car was carved with exquisite patterns everywhere, and some fibrous roots of the banyan tree were also used to twine out some...
A strange ring, with a wooden frame standing in the middle of the prison car...
Gu Jun's heart suddenly twitched, his headache became more intense, and the vision of the scene was greatly shaken.
A man was tied to the wooden frame of the prison car. His torso and limbs were tied tightly in a large shape, as if his whole body was bound to the operating table. The man whined in pain, and the phantom picture suddenly came closer.
Jun saw that the man's tongue had been cut out...
Those people pushed the prison cart as it rolled past. The people kneeling on the ground did not move or even raise their heads.
Gu Jun's heart tightened, and he could vaguely foresee what was going to happen... The common denominator of this scene...
They pushed the prison cart to the side of the banyan tree and stopped. Another man came over, also wearing a long mandarin jacket only red. The man in red held a machete in his hand and walked to the prison cart and pointed toward the tree.
The prisoner on the rack swung the machete with his right upper limb, and with a click, the wood flew out along with the flesh and blood, and then his left upper limb...
The screams seemed to come from hell, but the sound of the falling blade continued.
Gu Jun also felt a pain that was as deep as his bones. The vision became more and more unstable, jumping vaguely. He saw the machete dripping with blood, and saw those people lying on the ground suddenly chanting in unison.
Something happened and it made an indescribable strange sound.
He saw what the man in red was holding... It was the twisted and intertwined branches of a banyan tree. Each of the dense leaves was scrawled with some black words... He couldn't tell what language it was... The man in red was holding these.
Zhimu, insert it into the severed limbs of the man in the prison car...
Amidst the miserable howling, the man "transformed" into a form with a human torso and head, but the limbs were made of banyan branches.
Gu Jun had a headache that was about to split open. At this moment, he saw the men in black getting up from the ground one by one, walking towards the banyan tree, and towards the sacrifice in the prison car...
But he seemed to be gradually moving away, far away from this scene, but suddenly.
He saw the appearance of the man in red clearly. His face was withered and broken, almost like a skeleton, which was disgusting.
It was the "receptionist" from Laisang who was following him, that guy.
"Ah!!" Gu Jun couldn't help but let out a hoarse and wild yell, feeling something explode in his heart.
Those men in black are all from Laisheng Company. This is their organization. They form secret societies and perform these crazy rituals and sacrifices for some crazy purpose. Are your parents one of them?
Are they both there!?
But why does this illusion seem so far back, as if it happened during the Republic of China...
This bunch of new questions charged every drop of Gu Jun's blood, but at the same time he had some disgusting answers:
The Laisang Company is a lunatic organization. The strange banyan disease is related to the Laisang Company and is probably a man-made disease!
Suddenly, all the illusions dissipated like a tide, and Gu Jun suddenly saw that he was surrounded by a bright modern operating room, with the light of a shadowless lamp shining down from above.
"Second assistant? Second assistant?" Zhu Ruiwen shouted louder and louder, Fu Tai's face looked a little nervous. When Gu Jun finally said "Oh", he asked again: "Are you okay?"
First assistant Zeng Jianguo, third assistant Li Hualong, anesthesiologist Yan Haizhe, and a group of nurses were all looking at Gu Jun.
Just now, this rookie suddenly froze in a trance, and his face seemed to be confused, confused, and painful.
This kind of situation is not uncommon in Tianji Bureau's operating room. No one wants to blame him, but they are a little disappointed. Chief surgeon Zhu said before, "This little guy Gu Jun is more talented than me. We can't treat him with ordinary eyes."
." Now it seems like he is just an ordinary person.
"Would you like to take a rest outside first?" Zhu Ruiwen said hesitantly. The operation was about to start, and other teams were also in progress. Where could he find a second assistant at this time? Zhu Ruiwen was also the newly appointed chief surgeon. Faced with
I don't know how to handle this situation.
"I'm fine..." Gu Jun took a few deep breaths and steadied himself so that his hands that needed to be kept sterile would not touch the bed, table or console next to him, "I'm sorry, everyone, I was a little distracted just now, and I'm already gone now."
alright."
The scream he made in the illusion just now was like a roar in a nightmare. Others couldn't hear it, but he vented the pain in his heart.
Patient No. 25 on the operating bed was still shouting, but the nurse had covered his eyes with a sterile goggle, making him much quieter than before.
Gu Jun looked at the patient, his face becoming firm and calm again.
"Okay, okay." Zhu Ruiwen nodded thoughtfully. The training exercises for human-faced dog thoracotomy are exercises after all, and they still need to give newbies some room to grow.
Watching animals die tragically and watching their own kind die tragically are two different things for humans.
Looking at a dead patient's body and looking at a patient struggling on the verge of death are two different things for a doctor.
No matter how talented Gu Jun is, he still lacks some mental experience. But Zhu Ruiwen saw that he was indeed fine, so he didn't let him go out to rest and check the situation first. But Zhu Ruiwen winked at the traveling nurse: Once he found Gu Jun
If there is any problem, please notify me immediately.
"The patient has developed delirium, let's hurry up." Zhu Ruiwen held the scalpel and focused on the operating table again. Everyone started to act again.
Gu Jun calmed down and calmed down. Stop thinking about anything now and finish the operation first.
He concentrated on watching Zhu Zhu and Zeng Yishu making incisions, blocking out the patient's cries of pain and letting his brain ignore them.
The surgeon and an assistant first made a posterior incision (neck and scapula), cut off the patient's posterior muscles, and separated the posterior skin flap. They stopped the bleeding while incision, and at this time they cut into the latissimus dorsi and trapezius muscles, and blood was flowing in them.
The situation was surging, and Zeng Jianguo was a little overwhelmed.
"Hmm." Zhu Ruiwen turned his head slightly and looked at Gu Jun, the second assistant, and Li Hualong, the third assistant, and finally shouted: "Second assistant, come up and suture to stop the bleeding."
After all, there are still 19 surgeries to be performed in the next three days, and their team needs a good second assistant.
The surgery is only the first stage of the front incision, it's still early. If Gu Jun can't do it, then let's replace him as soon as possible.
Under the attention of everyone, Gu Jun stepped forward and said, "Okay."
He looked closer at the patient's deformed left upper limb shoulder in the operating area, where it was already a twisted mess of flesh and blood.