Ye Qian's wound did not cause massive bleeding, which means the bullet may not have hit his lungs. If it had, I estimate this guy would be dead by now.
As long as the lung lobes are not damaged, things will be fine.
I listened to his breathing with a stethoscope and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that there was nothing wrong with his lungs.
Immediately, I turned to look at Zhang Jianzhou.
Seeing that I didn't make a move, Zhang Lincai asked anxiously, "Why aren't you making a move yet?"
I glanced at him and said, "Don't talk."
"I..." Zhang Lincai was speechless.
I checked Zhang Jianzhou's condition and found it to be very bad. He had been shot in the waist and had a wound on his thigh. The gunshot wound in his waist was a penetrating wound, and I did some simple bandaging, but his kidneys were probably damaged. As for the knife wound on his thigh, it wasn't a problem; as long as it didn't get infected, there shouldn't be any issues.
"Are you sure you can do it?" Zhang Lincai asked.
I turned to look at Ye Qian, reached out and touched his back. I found that there were no wounds on his back, which meant that the bullet was still in his body. This was a bit troublesome. Judging from the location of his gunshot wound, if we were to remove the bullet, we might easily hit his artery. And if the artery ruptured, Ye Qian would definitely die.
Overall, saving both of them was really not easy.
Ye Qian's injury is currently stable, and as long as he doesn't move around, he should be fine.
But Zhang Jianzhou is different. I can only do my best, and then it's up to fate. Although I really want to leave him alone and let his life or death be up to fate, I still want to try my best.
Seeing that I hadn't made a move, Zhang Lincai's patience seemed to have reached its limit. He grabbed my collar and roared, "Kid, are you fucking messing with me?! What have you figured out so far?! Can you even cure them or not?!"
I looked at Zhang Lincai calmly and said, "I can tell you this: I'm only 50% sure I can heal both of them. Ye Qian has a bullet in his wound, but I can't pinpoint its exact location right now. Also, his wound is very close to an artery. If I accidentally puncture the artery while removing the bullet, he will surely die."
"As for the other one, his wound is a penetrating wound, but as you can see, there's blood all over the bed and floor. He's already bleeding heavily, which is why he's unconscious. If he doesn't get fresh blood transfused, he'll die sooner or later. Plus, given the environment here, it's very likely that both of them have already been infected. If you really want them to die, just keep dragging me along."
Zhang Lincai's lips trembled slightly. He immediately released me, took two deep breaths to calm himself down, and asked me, "Then it's very likely that the two of them will die?"
I nodded and said, "Yes, they are both very likely to die."
Zhang Lincai asked, "Which of the two has a better chance of surviving?"
I said, "Ye Qian, as long as you are careful and don't touch an artery when removing the bullet, you will be fine."
Zhang Lincai nodded and said, "Okay, then you save Ye Qian first. As for the other person, let's leave it at that for now. If you can save him, then save him; if you can't, I won't blame you."
"Hmm." I nodded slightly and began rummaging through the cabinet. Everything was prepared, including gauze, medicine, and sterilized equipment.
Zhang Jianzhou is a doctor here, so he must have disinfected all the surgical instruments; otherwise, he wouldn't have used them.
I took these things and went to Ye Qian's side, saying, "Sister Jing, come and help me. Brother Zhang, hold him down for me. I think he might wake up in pain while I'm taking out the bullet, so we absolutely can't let him move around, otherwise he'll be done for if we touch an artery."
Zhang Lincai didn't dare to take any risks, so he listened to me and came to the bedside to help me hold Ye Qian down.
I said, "It's on."
"Hmm." Zhang Lin nodded, his face showing nervousness.
I took the clamps and inserted them into the wound. In that instant, Ye Qian was awakened by the pain.
His blood-soaked face contorted in agony, his bloodshot eyes glared at the ceiling, and his back arched, clearly in great pain.
"Hold it down!" I shouted.
Zhang Lincai exerted force again, pressing Ye Qian down with his body. As a result, Ye Qian could only move his head, while the rest of his body was firmly pinned down by Zhang Lincai.
The clamps searched inside his body, but I still couldn't find where the bullet was. Could it be deeper inside?
I was a little confused, so I went in again. By this time, Ye Qian's face had started to turn pale; he was clearly in excruciating pain. But right now, it was just pain; it wouldn't kill him. If he accidentally severed an artery, it wouldn't just be a matter of pain.
I gritted my teeth and carefully continued to explore. At the same time, Ye Qian's constant resistance made my hands a little unsteady. I stared at Zhang Lin and said, "Hold it down, or don't blame me if he dies."
Zhang Lincai stared at me, his eyes practically spitting fire, but he didn't resist or object to me. He could only forcefully press Ye Qian down.
At this moment, Ye Qianyi was in so much pain that he couldn't scream, because his throat was hoarse from shouting earlier and he could no longer make a sound.
A moment later, I finally got my hands on the bullet. I carefully clamped it in my hand and pulled it out a little bit. When I saw that there was no movement, I pulled it out a little bit more.
I was terrified of accidentally severing the other person's artery during the process.
Fortunately, when I removed the bullet, there was no major bleeding from the bullet hole, which meant that the artery was not ruptured, and I immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
As soon as the bullet was removed, the indescribable pain disappeared. Ye Qian, who had been restless, closed his eyes again and fainted with a pale face.
I listened to his heart and lungs with a stethoscope, and there was nothing wrong.
Zhang Lincai looked at the bullet beside him and asked, "Is everything alright?"
I nodded and said, "Okay, I'll give him some more IV fluids to prevent the wound from getting infected."
Zhang Lin wiped the sweat from his brow, plopped down on a stool, took a couple of breaths, looked at me with a wry smile, and said, "Doctor, were you deliberately trying to annoy me just now?"
I looked at him with a puzzled expression.
Zhang Lincai said, "I thought you were pretending to be a doctor just now, but now... aren't you just playing me?"
His words were somewhat incoherent, and I couldn't be bothered to pay attention. After dealing with Ye Qian's matter, Sister Jing was bandaging his wounds, and then I went to Zhang Jianzhou's bedside and began to examine him again.
I immediately asked, "I'm very curious, how did these two people get shot? Isn't this central town very safe? How could they have been shot?"
(End of this chapter)
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