It was the first time that Xu Bing saw his eldest son in the operating room.
When Xu Bing saw Xie Wan touching Wu Xing's heart with both hands, the sizzling roasted leg of lamb suddenly appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help feeling nauseous.
Xie Wan stroked Wu Xing's heart, feeling it by touch, and confirmed again that there was nothing wrong with the heart and there was no foreign object.
She began to check the blood vessels connected to the heart, such as the aorta, pulmonary artery, and superior and inferior vena cava, and found no problems.
Then the heart and sternum, the heart and diaphragm.
Here, she saw two sutures, which were the marks left by the surgery performed on Wu Xing by the old Soviet man a few days ago.
The old Soviet man showed his work to Xie Wan with some pride. In any case, he thought his stitching was perfect.
Xie Wan gave a fair comment: “Good!”
The shrapnel in these two locations is actually very difficult to find. The old man was able to find it and deal with it in time, which is quite good.
Finally, Xie Wan began to examine the tissue between the heart and lungs.
Xie Wan began to separate the lung lobes and segments, and finally found a shrapnel fragment less than 0.2 cm in size in the hilar area.
Even the old Soviet man breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the piece of debris that Xie Wan picked up on the plate.
If Xie Wan had not requested an immediate second surgery, Wu Xing might have had difficulty breathing and even collapsed due to the lung damage caused by the shrapnel.
However, in Xie Wan's opinion, Wu Xing was lucky as his major blood vessels were not injured, nor was his pericardium directly damaged.
"Are you a thoracic surgeon?" The old Soviet man used honorifics to address Xie Wan.
Xie Wan shook his head, "I'm a general practitioner, a battlefield military doctor."
The old man was a little bit unconvinced. The reason why he didn't find the shrapnel at the beginning was because he was not a professional thoracic surgeon.
He is not as familiar with the intrathoracic tissue as Xie Wan.
"I have been to China and taught there for three years." The old man took the initiative to talk and introduced himself, saying that his name was Mendeleev.
Without even raising her eyelids, Xie Wan introduced herself in English: "Catherine Dent, military doctor attached to the Pacific Fleet."
She made up this name. She remembered that when she was in Japan, she heard about a very powerful American female military doctor named Dent.
Xie Wan is different from Xu Bing and the others. Xu Bing and the others have been lurking in Vietnam for the past two years and have become naturally tanned.
Xie Wan had painted himself black before entering the wounded soldiers' camp.
Her teeth were particularly white. Then, old man Mendeleev misunderstood and asked, "Are you African?"
Xie Wan nodded sincerely: “Yes, African Americans!”
The old Soviet man took the opportunity to inquire, "Why do they speak Chinese?"
"No, what they just said was not Chinese, but Indian. You heard it wrong."
Xie Wan didn't stop holding the needle at all, and her expression was very focused, making people feel that it was impossible for her to be lying.
Although Mendeleev knew a little Chinese, he was not proficient in it, so he believed it.
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