Mengshan battlefield...Lin Daiyu...
A light bulb went off in Lu Zhan's head, and he remembered!
"Are you Xiaolin?"
Lu Zhan looked at Fan Shengnan standing in front of him with surprise. Although her hairstyle and temperament had changed drastically, a closer look at her facial features still revealed the appearance of the schoolgirl back then.
A smile finally appeared on Fan Shengnan's face. Lu Zhan really still remembered her!
"Yes, it's me. I'm Xiaolin."
The day she met Lu Zhan, the fighting was particularly fierce. All the beds in the medical center were filled with wounded soldiers, and everyone was busy and nervously performing first aid work.
A young soldier was limping around in the tents of the medical center. He wanted to find a doctor to see their company commander. Blood was gushing out of the bullet hole in the commander's chest. His face was already pale, and any further delay might put his life in danger.
But there were too many seriously injured soldiers in the tent, with people with broken arms and legs and bloody bodies everywhere. Everyone needed emergency treatment. He found several doctors but none of them could leave.
The young soldier asked all the doctors in the tent, and after being rejected by the last doctor, he could no longer hold back his tears. He knew that if he couldn't get another doctor back to save the company commander, the company commander who was shot would probably die.
The crying of the little soldier caught Fan Shengnan's attention. She hesitated and went forward to ask him if he needed any help, but the little soldier dragged him in front of a "bloody man" as if he had grabbed the last straw.
The "bloody man" was Lu Zhan who was shot.
In order to let the doctor treat his comrades first, he endured the pain and did not say a word. It was not until he lost his strength and fell down that the young soldier discovered that he had been shot.
The moment she saw Lu Zhan’s wound, Fan Shengnan covered her mouth involuntarily, her eyes full of horror.
The powerful bullet blew a fist-sized wound on his chest. The skin around the bullet hole rolled irregularly, and blood gushed out continuously from the depths of the wound, as if magma gushed out after the earth was hit, carrying the heat from inside the body, dyeing the whole person blood red.
After she came to her senses, she hurriedly shook her head in panic and stepped back:
"I, I can't treat such a serious wound. I, I'll find you a doctor!"
The young soldier was unwilling to let go. He looked for all the doctors in the tent, but no one was willing to go with him. He was so anxious that he almost knelt on the ground and cried for Fan Shengnan's help:
"Doctor, please save our company commander. No one can leave. Our company commander has been shot. If we don't treat him, he will bleed to death!"
Fan Shengnan's heart was struggling violently. Of course she wanted to save the person in front of her, but she was more afraid that her mistake would bring him more pain, or even cause him to lose his life because of her wrong judgment. This heavy responsibility made her breathless.
This was different from the surgical practice she had done in school. Back then, even if she made a mistake, she could try again. But now, a living life was in her still somewhat immature hands, and she really didn't have the courage to try.
"But I've never treated such a serious wound before. I'm not sure... I'm afraid..."
Fan Shengnan pulled the little soldier who was about to kneel down in front of her, and tried to explain in a panic.
But the next second, her wrist was tightly grasped by someone.
A weak but resolute voice came:
"Are you a doctor?"
Fan Shengnan was stunned by the question, is she a doctor?
Before going to the battlefield, she always felt that she had studied medicine for six years and was a worthy doctor. Not only that, she also firmly believed that she would become the best surgeon who could hold a scalpel.
But from the first day on the battlefield, she fell into complete self-doubt. Her courage was much smaller than she thought, and she did not have a strong enough heart to support her to face such a cruel reality.
Maybe she can become a doctor in the future, a doctor who doesn't touch a scalpel...
Fan Shengnan nodded hesitantly, and the next second she clearly felt the force on her wrist tighten.
Lu Zhan, who had lost so much blood, was still conscious. He looked at her straight in the eyes, his gaze filled with a desire for life. He said to her with absolute certainty:
"You are a doctor, I trust you, please help me!"
His face was covered in blood, but his eyes were still clear. His desire for life and his trust in her were clearly visible in Fan Shengnan's eyes. Suddenly, her heart was illuminated by a beam of light.
This man wasn't just talking; he truly believed she had the ability to help him.
If a stranger who had never met her could trust her so much, why couldn't she trust herself after studying hard for six years in medical school?!
Fan Shengnan finally made up her mind. She clenched her hands, even though they were still shaking.
"Okay, I'll help you!"
She took a few deep breaths, trying to calm herself down and observe Lu Zhan's wound. The bullet was embedded very deeply, but fortunately it was between the shoulder blade and ribs, and did not injure the internal organs.
Judging from the amount of bleeding at the scene and the situation on land, the bleeding has been going on for quite a long time and needs to be stopped immediately.
Fan Shengnan made up her mind and asked Lu Zhan for his opinion:
"You need to stop the bleeding as soon as possible. If you use anesthesia, it will take some time to take effect. Excessive blood loss may cause damage to the function of your left arm in the future. It is also life-threatening now."
"Therefore, I suggest that the bullet be removed immediately without anesthesia and that the bleeding be stopped immediately with sutures."
Lu Zhan said firmly without hesitation:
"Okay, I trust your advice."
His firm tone gave Fan Shengnan confidence again.
She no longer hesitated, and skillfully picked up the sterilized cotton ball and carefully began to clean the skin around the wound.
The disinfectant brought unimaginable severe pain to the bloody wound. Every time the disinfectant touched the wound, the flesh and blood would spasm involuntarily, but Lu Zhan gritted his teeth and persevered. Only low groans could be heard from his throat from time to time.
Fan Shengnan also had beads of sweat on her forehead, which kept sliding down her cheeks, but she had no time to wipe them off and could only concentrate on continuing the movements of her hands.
After carefully cleaning the wound, she picked up the sterilized tweezers with great solemnity. Even though she tried her best to control herself, her hands were still shaking slightly.
She swallowed hard, trying to keep her voice steady.
"I can't control my hands and they're shaking right now. The process of removing the bullet may cause you a lot of pain, but I promise I can definitely get the bullet out. Are you willing to trust me?"
Still without hesitation, even though his voice was trembling with pain, he remained firm:
"I trust you!"
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