Since Doctor Luo didn't seem to mind, Lu Qiqi stopped worrying and said, "Then please wait in the next room so we can go out together."
Lu Qiqi invited Doctor Luo to the next room to prevent him from leaking information.
If the truth comes out, all the work she has done today will be for nothing, and she will never have another chance to perform an autopsy.
Once she finishes examining the body, everything else will be secondary.
Doctor Luo snorted coldly and said, "You're just wasting time. Quickly, get a knife."
Does this mean they want to join the group?
Lu Qiqi only thought for a second before handing a scalpel to Dr. Luo.
This slender and exquisite knife was specially crafted by the blacksmith at Lu Qiqi's request, specifically for skinning rabbits, and it has now come in handy.
Doctor Luo looked at the metal in his hand, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
But he quickly regained his composure and went straight to the bedside.
Li Changlong and Zhou Yi were of no help, so Lu Qiqi told them to keep watch at the gate to prevent being discovered again.
When Grandma Zhao was buried, she was dressed in black burial clothes and shoes. The warmth of her body had already faded, leaving only coldness and stiffness. Her slightly open mouth was covered by a piece of paper money.
As Dr. Luo untied Grandma Zhao's burial clothes, Lu Qiqi was putting on her own sheepskin gloves.
When Li and Lu were making charcoal cakes, Lu Qiqi was worried that she would be eating charcoal water every day, so she specially made them a pair of gloves.
Everything was ready, and Lu Qiqi was about to make her move when she heard a questioning voice, "You little brat, you've used all the good stuff for yourself, haven't you ever thought about respecting your elders!"
Lu Qiqi looked up and saw that Doctor Luo was staring intently at her hands, or more precisely, at the gloves she was wearing.
She hadn't made many gloves initially, and her trip to Heshun Prefecture was rushed, so she hadn't thought of making so many. She also didn't have any extra gloves in her storage space.
Lu Qiqi explained, "There's only one pair of gloves; we don't have any extras."
After saying that, Lu Qiqi took the scalpel back from Dr. Luo's hand. "We must respect the elderly, so how can we let you do the work? You can just give us a few pointers."
Then, Lu Qiqi made a gesture of invitation.
Dr. Luo never expected that he would be kicked out after just a few words.
However, he also wanted to see that the little girl in front of him actually had such a complete set of things.
How skilled are they? Who did they learn from?
Lu Qiqi had no intention of letting Doctor Luo perform the surgery in the first place. After all, she felt that she should do the autopsy herself to fully understand the cause of the illness.
If someone who doesn't know the importance of things makes a mistake, it will affect their ability to make the right judgment.
Doctor Luo stepped back a few paces and moved aside to make room for Lu Qiqi, choosing a spot where he could stand without obstructing Lu Qiqi's work and while still having a clear view of the area.
Lu Qiqi walked to the bedside and unbuttoned Grandma Zhao's undergarment.
The old man's skin was not as smooth as that of a young man, and there were spots of livor mortis on his body.
Lu Qiqi gripped the scalpel tightly, the tip aimed at the skin of her chest cavity. The blade was sharp, and with a little force, a small incision was made in the skin. She then cut down along the incision until she reached her lower abdomen before stopping.
Lu Qiqi treated Grandma Zhao for several days and learned that Grandma Zhao had a heart ailment.
Therefore, her first action was to check Grandma Zhao's heart to see if her death was caused by a heart condition.
The fist-sized heart had stopped beating. Lu Qiqi deftly removed the bloody heart, examined it briefly, and then placed it in the wooden basin she had prepared earlier for later inspection.
Then Lu Qiqi took out the liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys, and stomach one by one and placed them in a wooden basin.
Finally, Lu Qiqi turned her attention to the stomach, ileocecal junction, and duodenum.
After the slippery intestines were removed from her abdominal cavity, Lu Qiqi made a momentous decision: she never wanted to eat braised intestines again in her life!
All the internal organs that needed to be examined were removed, and Lu Qiqi placed the wooden basin under the oil lamp for easy inspection.
Seeing Lu Qiqi methodically remove the internal organs, Doctor Luo stood in the corner and examined them for a while.
His gaze shifted from indifference to admiration.
He hadn't seen anyone perform an autopsy so skillfully and meticulously in a long time.
Lu Qiqi's technique and calm demeanor were no less than those of a coroner with twenty years of autopsy experience; in fact, she could be said to have surpassed him.
Lu Qiqi was unaware of Dr. Luo's thought process as she examined the organ that had just been removed.
However, they soon encountered obstacles.
The light from the oil lamp was limited, so she refrained from swearing and blinked her sore eyes.
There were no professional instruments available, so she could only rely on her limited experience and knowledge to analyze the situation.
Even from organs with minimal pathological changes, Lu Qiqi still managed to discover some clues.
Suddenly, a pair of hands reached into the wooden basin and lifted up the liver.
Blood mixed with mucus dripped into the wooden basin.
The sound was so loud that Lu Qiqi felt uncomfortable, but what was even more uncomfortable was the hands in front of her. There were no protective measures at all, and they were just bare skin!
She felt a sharp throbbing in her temple.
Lu Qiqi said, "Dr. Luo, if you want to see it, just tell me directly. Why do it yourself?"
Plagues are not ordinary diseases; they can be transmitted through saliva, let alone touching organs with bare hands!
How could she not be furious and frustrated!
Dr. Luo ignored Lu Qiqi's words and instead pointed out the obvious liver lesions to Lu Qiqi.
Doctor Luo asked, "Did you notice anything?"
Lu Qiqi felt like she was hallucinating; she actually felt that Doctor Luo's question carried a hint of expectation.
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