She didn't know Yang Jun's current condition yet, and this was the first time she had encountered such an injury.
But when she thought back to Ling You's confident look when he taught her this set of acupuncture techniques, and considering the spiritual spring water in the space that could be taken orally or used externally, she felt that she could at least have 70% to 80% confidence.
"70% to 80%?" Qiao Shan laughed angrily. "Why didn't Song Youyou just say you could bring the dead back to life? Do you know what 70% to 80% means..."
Gu Xiao glanced at Qiao Shan to stop her meaningless questioning, then went to the person in charge of the operating room and said:
"Director, let Comrade Song Youyou try to stop the bleeding first. If that doesn't work, we can proceed with surgery."
Director Liu frowned, "But..."
Gu Xiao said firmly, "No buts. Since there's a possibility of not having to amputate, it's worth a try. The decision is mine, and no matter what the outcome, the responsibility lies solely with me."
Since the military commander had said so, Director Liu had no choice but to agree, "Okay then."
Finally, a decision was made, but Zhao Lijuan didn't know how she felt.
With nowhere else to go, she could only pin all her hopes on this, even though she knew deep down in her heart that this hope was illusory.
"Sister Song, I beg you, you must save Lao Yang! What I did to you before was my fault, my moral flaws, I admit it. But this has nothing to do with Lao Yang, if you want to blame someone, blame me, you have to save Lao Yang..."
Zhao Lijuan was about to kneel down to Song Youyou when she came up, but Song Youyou held her back and said, "If you have anything to say, wait until I come out."
Song Youyou changed into sterile clothes and entered the operating room.
In fact, less than ten minutes had passed since Director Liu left and came back, but the atmosphere in the operating room had become much more solemn.
"Director! I can't hold it back anymore! The bleeding is coming out again!"
When the medical staff in the operating room saw Director Liu come back in, they hurriedly shouted.
Song Youyou quickly came to the bedside and spread out the bag of golden needles, "Let me see."
On the operating table, Yang Jun's face was pale, and his leg, which was blown to pieces by the explosives, was like a broken blood bag. The bright red blood kept pouring out, instantly soaking the gauze on it.
If the blood bag hadn't been continuously transfusing blood into him, one would have suspected that all the blood in his body was about to be drained out.
Director Liu was very anxious and wanted to perform the operation immediately, but since she had made the decision, she could only hold back, hoping that Comrade Song would realize his incompetence sooner and give up quickly so that she could take over.
Qiao Shan also glared at Song Youyou several times in disgust, but since Director Liu didn't say anything, she didn't dare to go over the director's head and could only glare at him.
Song Youyou didn't have time to care about what other people thought.
She calmly recalled the steps her master had taught her, took a deep breath, picked up the golden needles one by one, and accurately inserted them into the various hemostatic points.
The operating table in the military hospital had been used for countless trauma surgeries, but this was the first time to see acupuncture being performed on it. All the medical staff watched with curiosity.
They were more curious than trusting, but what was surprising was that as the thin needles were inserted one after another, the blood that had been gushing out like a fountain actually stopped.
It's very abrupt.
It was like the faucet on the blood vessels was suddenly turned off.
Without any transition, the bleeding stopped just like that...
Come to an abrupt end.
"Master, the bleeding has really stopped."
"Oh my god, is it really that magical?"
"Hey~ Director, where did you find this strange person?"
“…”
In the operating room, the medical staff couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.
In a short period of time, public opinion suddenly changed.
Director Liu was surprised that the thin needle could actually stop bleeding.
Seeing the bleeding stop, Song Youyou breathed a sigh of relief.
"This is the first step to stop the bleeding. The second step is our sect's secret. Director Liu, could you please step aside for a moment? It will be over soon."
With the strength proven, Director Liu was very cooperative this time and organized everyone to avoid it.
Seeing that everyone had left, Song Youyou quickly took out the spiritual spring water from the space.
There is no second step. It's just an excuse for her to take action.
He lifted up the injured man's head and slowly fed him some spiritual spring water through the corner of his mouth.
Then she carefully cleaned the horrific wound on his leg with spiritual spring water.
Since childhood, Song Youyou would apply spiritual spring water whenever she bumped into something, and the wound would always heal quickly.
But she had never used it on such a serious wound. This was the first time.
So, after cleaning, she also observed the results attentively.
Soon, the dark and rotten meat that looked like a broken bag became visibly fresh.
If I really have to describe it, it's like old meat that has been hammered and left for a day or two suddenly becomes normal and fresh again.
Moreover, the deep wounds were visible to the naked eye and not as hideous anymore.
Yang Jun's face, which was originally as pale as white paper, gradually regained a little redness.
Seeing this, Song Youyou was completely relieved.
…
Outside the operating room, everyone was waiting anxiously.
The few people who came with Gu Xiao kept pacing back and forth in the corridor to hide their uneasiness.
"Fuck them!" the bloodstained young man in his camouflage uniform cursed under his breath, saying bitterly, "Those bastards from Country Y! I will never stand with them!"
"Just two years ago, we helped them fight off the enemy. How long has it been since then? And they're already turning their guns on us?"
The young man was on a mission with Yang Jun. On his way back, he passed through Country Y. Unexpectedly, he was tricked. Now he wanted to eat the flesh of those insidious guys.
"Don't talk about confidential military matters outside, remember?"
Gu Xiao's eyelids were half closed, and his emotion could not be seen.
The young man in camouflage uniform blurted out because he was so angry. But when the team leader reminded him, he could only nod dejectedly.
"Once Old Yang's situation stabilizes, the organization will discuss and handle this matter."
Gu Xiao did not participate in this mission, so he was not aware of the details. It would be better for him to wait for Yang Jun to wake up.
Zhao Lijuan didn't have time to pay attention to how Yang Jun got injured.
She is worshiping the gods of all directions.
He clasped his hands together, worshipped devoutly and repeatedly, muttering to himself, without missing a single direction.
Just when they were all worried about Yang Jun's affairs.
Suddenly, the door of the operating room opened.
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