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The surgery is very risky; if one step goes wrong, it's all over. And there's the constant risk of infection throughout the procedure. I don't even want to think about it; it's terrifying.

After disinfecting the local anesthetic and confirming that the anesthetic site was under anesthesia, I said to Wu Shuang, "Scalpel."

I took a deep breath, steadied my hands, and began to cut.

I made an oblique incision in the lower right abdomen, which is closer to the appendix and easier to locate.

The skin is cut open, followed by the subcutaneous fat, and so on, layer by layer, until finally the peritoneum is cut open.

The next step is to locate the appendix.

I took a gauze pad and pushed the small intestine inward. After a moment, I found the cecum. Then I traced it to the top of the cecum and saw the appendix.

"Hemostats," I said, and Wu Shuang handed me the hemostats.

I clamped the appendix mesentery with hemostats and pulled the appendix outside the incision, ready to remove it.

But something was strange at this moment. I turned to look at the battalion commander's face and found that he had stopped moving and his hands were still. He frowned and said, "Fei Lichao, go and check on his condition."

Fei Lichao went over to check on the battalion commander, and after examining him, said, "He's fainted."

“Let’s continue, lights,” I said, silently praying that nothing would go wrong.

When the lights came back on, I immediately removed my appendix.

The inflamed appendix has been removed; the next step is to treat the appendiceal mesentery and the base of the appendix.

...

11:30 p.m.

The surgery is over.

I closed my eyes, my mind filled with blood and monsters. Exhausted, I leaned against the wall, wanting nothing more than to sleep.

The battalion commander is still alive, but he is still in a coma.

I've done everything I could. As for what the outcome will be, I don't know. I don't know if the wound will get infected and fester. I'll just have to wait and see tomorrow.

Fei Lichao left after the surgery.

Wu Shuang and I nestled together in the corner of the storage room. She leaned on my shoulder, exhausted. Soon I heard her snoring.

The sound wasn't loud, but it was very calm.

So much happened that day. If it weren't for Fei Lichao, I probably would have died long ago.

I don't know when, but I fell into a deep sleep.

Before I knew it, I seemed to dream of Zhou Yang and Liangzi.

...

When I woke up, my back and waist ached.

I slept against the wall all night, and my whole body was stiff.

Wu Shuang, on the other hand, was quite comfortable, sleeping soundly with his head on my lap, drool dripping down his face.

I stretched and checked the time. It was only six o'clock the next morning. I guessed it was still dark outside.

I felt extremely uncomfortable leaning against the wall. I found a cardboard box nearby, put Wu Shuang's head on it, and stood up from the corner. As soon as I stood up, my entire left leg went numb!

It took me a long time to recover.

He limped over to the battalion commander, checked his condition, and found that he had no fever and his wounds were normal. As long as things continued like this, he should be fine.

I put on my coat, went to the door, opened it, and saw that the lights in the air-raid shelter were already on. Many people had gotten up to use the toilet, but many others were still fast asleep, including Pu Weichao, who was sleeping by the door and was still snoring.

The air-raid shelter was very crowded; people were lying in almost every empty space.

I carefully stepped over the gaps between these people, and it took me a long time to reach the door. When I pushed the door open, a cool breeze blew in, and I couldn't help but shiver.

I wrapped my coat tighter, closed the door, went around the wall, went up the stairs, and came to the open space outside the air-raid shelter. There I saw Fei Lichao sitting on the roof of the car, the cigarette in his hand emitting wisps of smoke.

After he saw me, he gave me a wink, signaling me to go up too.

Feeling slightly embarrassed, I looked around and then reached out and climbed up.

I was terrified as soon as I went up there.

Because on the other side of the car, there were monsters everywhere, a dense swarm of monsters surrounding the road, almost covering the entire highway.

“There’s nothing to be afraid of, they can’t get up here,” Fei Lichao said.

I sat cross-legged on the roof of the car. Luckily, the roof was high enough that even if these monsters reached out, they couldn't reach it.

Fei Lichao, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, shook another one out of the pack and offered it to me: "Want one?"

I hesitated before taking it, put it in my mouth, and Fei Lichao lit it for me. I took a puff, and my whole body immediately relaxed.

Actually, I don't smoke, but when I was at school, Zhou Yang would often drag me to the balcony to smoke, and over time I picked it up, but I still don't like the smell of smoke.

"Why are you up so early?" Fei Lichao asked me.

I glanced at the faint light appearing in the east and the vast darkness in the west, and said, "I didn't sleep well, so I got up."

"How is the battalion commander? Is he alright?"

I flicked my cigarette ash and said, "I checked before I came out. It's fine. As long as the wound doesn't get infected, it'll be okay."

"Thanks," Fei Lichao said, turning his head away.

A bitter smile appeared on my face. Thinking of what happened yesterday, I said with some shame, "I should be thanking you. If it weren't for you, I probably would be dead in the hospital by now."

Fei Lichao chuckled and nodded, "That's right, what you said is also right."

We both smoked, and the atmosphere fell silent.

The first hint of dawn in the east grew brighter and brighter; it looked like the sun was about to rise.

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