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Chapter 431 The warmth and coldness inside and outside the operating room (Additional update for Mr.

Early on the morning of July 22, a shell landed near the field hospital and after taking away the wounded in a tent, it also woke up Wei Ran and others.

Amidst shouting curses, Pastor Tom and stretcher bearer Randy rushed out of the tent carrying the stretcher in order. Marshall also greeted the wives, daughters and mothers of those who fired the shells. , also swearing, buckled on the helmet and rushed out shirtless.

As for Wei Ran, who was left at the end, he put on his helmet without haste, picked up two biscuits and a bag of candies from the ammunition box that served as a table, and stuffed them all into his mouth as a vital breakfast.

Before he could swallow the food in his mouth, the female nurse who brought him here yesterday rushed in. After seeing Wei Ran, she immediately shouted, "Doctor Victor, Come with me to the operating room."

"Don't I have to go to the front line?" Wei Ran said as he followed the other person out.

"There is no shortage of medical soldiers on the front line, but there is a huge shortage of doctors who can perform surgeries here." The female nurse explained quickly and trotted Wei Ran to a building where In the operating theater in the trenches.

Compared with the simple operating room yesterday, the environment here is much better. Although it is still a large trench with a roof, a large tent is set inside it. Come on, at least you don't have to worry about the dirt falling from the explosion above your head falling into the wound.

Not only that, there is even a layer of flooring under the feet that I don’t know where it came from. There is even a metal cabinet full of medical equipment placed near the door. But the only thing that remained unchanged was the unconcealable pain and panic of the injured lying on the simple operating table.

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While the woman is there While putting on the surgical gown with the help of the nurse, Wei Ran said loudly, "Give him blood plasma. Also, what's your name?"

"Jenny"

The female nurse said as she spoke , another female nurse who was also helping in this operating room had quickly taken out a can of plasma powder from the box, mixed it with distilled water in a familiar way, and hung it on the hook above her head. .

When the light yellow plasma was transported into the wounded's blood vessels, Wei Ran also put on a mask and rubber gloves. Under the almost numb eyes of the female nurse named Jenny, she roughly rescued the wounded on the operating table.

I have to admit that at least judging from his experience yesterday afternoon, Wei Ran himself has realized that his rescue success rate has improved a lot. Basically, as long as he is carried into his place, except for leaving Sometimes, half a leg or an arm is missing, but most of the time they can survive. As for those with abdominal injuries or head injuries, they would not be sent to him at all.

The main contributor is the unlimitedThe supply of morphine, penicillin and jars of freeze-dried plasma powder.

The first two are okay. This so-called freeze-dried plasma powder is actually freeze-dried plasma. Just like what the female nurse did, you just need to mix it with sterile distilled water according to the proportion. , and after a slight shake, it can be immediately transported into the wounded person's body to replace the whole blood.

The most important thing is that this thing not only has a longer shelf life, but also does not require refrigerated transportation or blood type verification. These advantages alone are destined to be used on bloody battlefields. Of course, the technology itself was also invented for the battlefield.

For Wei Ran, the significantly improved success rate of treatment has also invisibly reduced his psychological burden.

Of course, the psychological burden is a psychological burden, but the physical fatigue will not be reduced in any way because of the improvement in the rescue success rate.

Since the bomb that hit the hospital near the hospital exploded in the morning, Wei Ran has never stopped. Not only when he was thirsty but also hungry, he relied on the water and water brought to his mouth by the two nurses. Chocolate solved it, even peeing didn't move anywhere, it all ended up in the pants.

Fortunately, the injured people who were almost lined up to be brought in and the strong smell of blood in the operating room also covered up Wei Ran's embarrassment.

As the saying goes, the wounded on the iron operating table are dripping with water. Wei Ran, who never stopped to rest for more than five minutes, does not even remember how many wounded he treated on the operating table in front of him, let alone How many arms and legs did he saw off, or how many times his treatment failed.

But the sound of artillery and the roar of airplanes outside the operating room never stopped, and the wounded who were sent here never stopped. Gradually, the physical fatigue has been overcome. limit.

Completing the treatment work one after another almost mechanically, Wei Ran was basically relying on the willpower that he had been tortured by those teachers at the Hongqi Forest Farm.

"Are there any more?" Wei Ran asked hoarsely after sewing up the wound three or two times.

The nurse named Jenny turned her head and looked outside the operating room, took a breath, and replied in the same hoarse voice, "It's gone, it's gone after all."

Hearing this, Wei Ran immediately breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the floor covered with bloody footprints.

After taking a breath, Wei Ran, who had been standing by the operating table all day, stood up with the help of the nurse named Jenny. Staggering out of the stuffy operating room.

When the fishy smell of seabees blew into his face, Wei Ran also saw the stars in the sky. It was only then that he realized that he had been busy in the operating room all day time.

"Eat something." Nurse Jenny took out a piece of chocolate from her pocket, peeled it and brought it to Wei Ran's mouth. Then she took off the kettle and handed it over.

"Thank you" Wei Ran ate the chocolate from the other party's hand, took the kettle and drank a sip.

"WaitI'll bring you a set of clean clothes next time."

Nurse Jenny took off the nurse's hat on her head and wiped the sweat from her forehead while sighing, "Even when Pearl Harbor was bombed, I Never before had so many wounded been admitted in one day. "

"You are from Pearl Harbor?" Weiran asked curiously after returning the kettle to the other party.

"We are all from the local hospital in Hawaii" Jenny pointed around," It was a tough journey to get here, but here we are. "

"So you know Pastor Tom Tom"

"Of course I do." Jenny, the female nurse, took out a small and exquisite Browning pocket pistol from her pocket and shook it. "This gun was bought by my fiancé from Tom's store as a gift to me before he enlisted in the army. "

"It's nice to meet acquaintances," Wei Ran couldn't help but sigh.

"On the contrary," Jenny shrugged, put away the pistol and said, "I don't want to be there. See anyone familiar on the operating table. "

"That's right." Wei Ran smiled and shook his head.

"Okay, Doctor Victor, can you go back to the tent by yourself?" Nurse Jenny pointed at Wei Ran White alkali on the crotch, "I'm going to find you a set of clean clothes, otherwise you will become their laughing stock when Mr. Tom comes back." ”

“I’m sorry to bother you, I can go back.” ”

Wei Ran grinned awkwardly and slowly walked towards the tent not far away step by step, while Nurse Jenny next to her seemed to be tireless, trotting and disappearing among the stars and flowers. In the dark night dotted with artillery fire,

Less than ten minutes later, Jenny came to Wei Ran with a brand new military uniform from inside to outside, and also brought him a towel, a piece of soap and a bottle of soap. A bucket of water.

Thanks to the attentive Jenny, Wei Ran used the bucket of water to simply take a shower and change into clean clothes, and then put on the changed clothes as Jenny had asked. He put it in a bucket and delivered it to the other party.

Although he didn’t know whether this laundry service was a tradition of Sha Laomei or an extra service of Nurse Jenny, Wei Ran really didn’t want to do it. So I enjoyed these little conveniences with peace of mind, and at the same time, I was anxiously waiting for Tom and others to come back.

However, less than half an hour later, Jenny came up again, "Victor." , the latest order, the Third Marine Regiment has taken over the beachhead, our hospital needs to move forward, we will set off in ten minutes. ”

“Okay”

Wei Ran, who had just filled his kettle with beer in advance, quickly responded. After the other party ran away, he found that he didn’t know what to do. What to do. As for Tom and others, none of them came back.

After walking around the tent, he saw that there were no personal belongings belonging to the other three people. Wei Ran was simply old. Waiting for the order to break camp honestly, it didn't take five minutes. Several trucks had already parked near the field hospital.Immediately afterwards, several of the trucks jumped out and black soldiers moved quickly to help carry various medical supplies including tents and beds. Among this group of people, he also met the black man Will again.

"Hey Will" Wei Ran approached him and took the initiative to say hello.

When he heard someone calling him, Will subconsciously stood up and saluted. However, after discovering that the person calling him was Wei Ran, Will looked around and after a moment of hesitation, he still held Wei Ran's hand. The hand deep inside shook slightly.

"Victor, I'm glad to see you're okay."

Will said happily, then lowered his voice, "I heard that there were several black people yesterday. I got your help, Victor, thank you."

"Nothing, how are they doing?"

While speaking, Wei Ran also took off his waistband. He handed the kettle full of beer to the other party, "Change our kettle. Be careful when you unscrew the lid, it will spurt out."

The black man Will was stunned, not only did he not answer Wei Ran's question , instead asked in a low voice in surprise, "Are you crazy if you want to exchange kettles with me?"

"Why talk so much"

Wei Ran directly thrust the kettle into the other person's hand He lowered his voice and reminded, "Smell it."

Hearing this, Will put the kettle under his nose and smelled it vigorously, and then immediately realized what was inside, that picture The slightly brown face also showed a complex look of surprise, excitement and emotion.

"Can you answer my question now?" Wei Ran asked with a smile.

"Okay, okay"

Will accepted the jug filled with beer and Wei Ran's kindness with some undue anxiety, but after hesitating for a moment, But he did not hand his kettle to Wei Ran, "Those people you rescued are currently in pretty good condition. Except for the one whose stomach was cut open and still has a fever, the rest are in good condition."< /p>

"That's good" Wei Ran nodded, "Will, where is your camp?"

"It was over there before"

Will raised his He pointed in the direction and then said, "But the latest order we received is to move forward with the hospital, so we should probably stay in front."

"I also want to follow the hospital. Move forward, if you need my help then you can come to me."

Before Will could agree, Nurse Jenny ran over from a distance, although there was only light in the camp at this time. It was just the headlights of those trucks, but Wei Ran still saw obvious disgust from her seriousness.

"Victor, it's time for us to set off."

Nurse Jenny pointed to the truck not far away, "We need to rush there immediately. There seem to be many injured people there. "Although the journey won't be long, you can take a rest first."

"Okay, okay." Wei Ran looked at Will who was silent and followed Jenny in helplessly. truck.

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