This is the wounded soldiers' camp, located behind the combat troops, and the defense is relatively loose.
The military doctor that Xu Bing threatened with a gun performed the surgery on Wu Xing, and he knew him.
After hearing what Xie Wan said, he went out to catch people without hesitation.
Wu Xing was lying on the bed, feeling very anxious. He really wanted to express that he was fine.
Xie Wan pressed his throat and complained, "Your throat is so swollen, and the inflammation hasn't gone away at all. Don't talk. If you want to talk again, I'll make you faint."
Xie Wan estimated that the shrapnel was most likely still in Wu Xing's body. Although it was not recorded in the medical records, the inflammation was so severe. Based on the time of his injury and the amount of medication he took, it was very likely that the inflammation was caused by the shrapnel remaining in his body.
Xie Wan made preparations before setting out this time and had enough medicine on her. She reached into her backpack, rummaged around, and found a box of imported anti-inflammatory medicine.
There happened to be distilled water and equipment for mixing injections in the tent. She mixed the liquid and gave Wu Xing an infusion through a drip first.
His inflammation must be reduced first, so that the threat will be much smaller during the second surgery.
After a while, Xu Bing and Lu Xiaolong came back with an old white man.
"He was the one who performed the surgery on Wu Xing. This old fellow actually dared to cheat halfway through the surgery. Director, please try him!"
Xie Wan took one look at the old man's complexion, frowned, and asked in unfamiliar Russian, "Did you fail to remove all the shrapnel from his body? I want to know what happened when you opened his chest to investigate."
The old Russian man had a face full of anger and looked at Xie Wan with hostility, refusing to answer.
Xu Bing was about to slap the old man on the head.
Xie Wan stopped Xu Bing in English, "Don't hit him, he might not mean it."
The old man raised his head suddenly, looked at Xie Wan, and asked in broken Chinese: "Are you Chinese?"
Xie Wan continued in English: "No, we are Americans."
Seeing their boss's shameless look, Xu Bing and his friends regretted accidentally speaking Chinese in front of the old man.
The old man obviously didn't believe it. These people all looked like Asians, and he had clearly heard those guys speaking Chinese just now.
Xie Wan continued, “Don’t worry about what country we are from. First of all, you are a doctor. In your eyes, there should only be patients.
Please answer my question. "
The old Soviet man was persuaded by Xie Wan and recounted the operation.
Through the old man's narration, Xie Wan became more certain that there were shrapnel residues in Wu Xing's body.
"You should know that too, right?" Xie Wan asked the Soviet doctor about his speculation.
The old man showed arrogance on his face and said, "I am a battlefield doctor. On the battlefield, I can only try my best to save those who I think can be saved.
There was no hope for this person to survive, and I did my best.”
Xie Wan understood what he meant. Under such circumstances, he had done his best to save Wu Xing's life. However, it was not that he did not want to completely remove the shrapnel in Wu Xing's body, but the conditions did not allow it.
Xie Wan sincerely said to the Russian old man: "Now his inflammation cannot be eliminated, probably because of the impact of the shrapnel in his body.
I want to operate on him again, and I would like you to be my assistant."
The old man looked as if he had heard a joke and asked, "Are you a doctor too?"
Xie Wan nodded: "Yes, a field doctor."
Xu Bing could also understand a little Russian, so he guessed and understood that the boss wanted to perform a second operation on Wu Xing and needed the help of this old man.
He was not as polite as Xie Wan and directly pointed the black muzzle of the gun at the old man.
In this situation, the old man had no choice but to agree.
Xie Wan warned him: "I need this injured person to get off the operating table, and I don't want our operation to be any different from your other operations in the wounded camp.
When he gets better, we will leave quietly and it won't affect you at all.
You know what I mean, right?"
Of course the old man understood. What it meant was that not only did they have to cooperate with her in the operation, but they also had to not reveal their identities.
Xie Wan arranged for a team member to put on a white coat and keep an eye on the old man at all times.
Xie Wan asked for the equipment and began to measure Wu Xing's various indicators. She kept frowning, which scared Wu Xing so much that he thought he was about to die.
"Don't worry, you won't die. I promise you."
After the examination, Xie Wan felt that Wu Xing's indicators barely met the conditions for surgery and prepared to start the operation immediately.
The old Soviet man held a very high position in the wounded soldiers' camp and could almost be said to be the most powerful one.
With his order, the operating room was quickly prepared.
Although it was a field operating room, Xie Wan felt that the conditions were much better than when she had performed surgery on a soldier whose abdomen was trampled by a horse in southern Tibet.
In particular, there was an experienced old military doctor helping her.
Wu Xing had just undergone a thoracotomy and his ribs have not grown back at all.
Opening the chest will cause secondary damage, but the process is much faster than the first time.
Seeing Xie Wan's skilled surgical skills, the old man's attitude towards the operation changed from perfunctory to serious, and gradually he took it seriously.
He even began to secretly believe that perhaps this really was a military doctor from the United States, which was why he had such superb skills.
Xie Wan first checked the pericardium and found no problems.
What she was most worried about was that the shrapnel was hidden between the pericardium and the heart, and that the heart might be damaged when the shrapnel was removed.
Although she can undergo cardiac surgery, the current conditions are too poor and the risk of surgical failure is high.
Worried that the old Soviet man might sabotage the operation, Xie Wan asked Xu Bing to put on a white coat and stay in the operating room to monitor the old man and the instrument nurse.
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