Chapter 534 The God of Slaughter's Pampering (Third Update)
The physician was terrified. He knew the doctor used this kind of needle, but he never used it on raw bodies!
There's no medicine!
However, the next second, a gas leaked out from the other end of the needle, and Doctor Tong saw the patient's swollen chest slowly collapse.
It's inappropriate to say it collapsed; it should be said that it has returned to normal.
Subsequently, the patient's previously very difficult breathing became smooth.
The physician was utterly astonished. He had encountered similar cases while practicing medicine on the border, some caused by injury and others spontaneously. The doctors on the border were all helpless and could only watch the patients die.
So... all it takes is one injection?
"It's not about inserting a needle; it's about using a puncture to release the gas from the pleural cavity..." Gu Jiao had barely finished speaking when Mo Qianxue suddenly coughed.
She was covered in injuries, and even a small cough could be fatal. Sure enough, Gu Jiao heard a faint thud.
She broke her ribs.
Or perhaps it was already broken, but the cough aggravated the fractured ribs, making the situation worse.
Her chest swelled up again, and her blood pressure continued to drop sharply.
The medical officer, Tong, had seen Gu Jiao use a blood pressure monitor in the wounded soldiers' camp, and he knew this was a very dangerous sign. He stared in disbelief: "What... what happened? Suddenly—"
"Acute hemopneumothorax!" Gu Jiao took out a negative pressure water seal bottle from her small medicine box, filled it with saline, and inserted a drainage tube.
"Lower the bottle by two feet," she told Physician Tong.
"Hey!" Doctor Tong placed the water-sealed bottle two feet below the bed and found a stool that fit perfectly.
Gu Jiao removed the puncture needle from Mo Qianxue's chest.
After local infiltration anesthesia, Gu Jiao used a scalpel to make a tiny incision and inserted the other end of the drainage tube into Mo Qianxue's chest cavity.
If the drainage process does not go smoothly, Mo Qianxue will have to undergo open-chest surgery. She has already lost too much blood, and another major surgery could very well kill her.
The water-sealed bottle remained still for a full thirty seconds. Just as Gu Jiao took out the anesthetic to prepare for the open-chest surgery, bubbles finally began to form inside the water-sealed bottle.
Gu Jiao's expression remained calm as always, revealing neither joy nor sorrow, yet Physician Tong still sensed a change in her aura.
"Is this all?" Physician Tong asked in a low voice.
"It's a good sign." Whether the drainage can be completely completed remains to be seen. Gu Jiao looked at the wound on Mo Qianxue's thigh and said, "Prepare for suturing now."
The young physician put on gloves and began skillfully loading the blades.
Besides the broken ribs and hemothorax, Mo Qianxue also had two other fatal injuries: a ruptured femoral artery and a knife wound to her abdomen.
She had lost so much blood that Gu Jiao had no idea how she was still alive.
She needed a blood transfusion, but after testing the blood types of everyone at the clinic, only Gu Jiao's matched hers.
"I'll leave the final stitching to you," Gu Jiao said to Physician Tong.
The physician nodded solemnly.
Gu Jiao sat down in the chair next to Mo Qianxue, attached a disposable filter to the IV line, and transfused her own blood into Mo Qianxue's body.
Doctor Tong didn't know exactly how much blood Gu Jiao had transfused to the patient. He just watched as Gu Jiao's rosy face gradually turned pale. But he couldn't be impatient, because if he was, he would make a mistake, and if he made a mistake, Doctor Gu would have to transfuse even more blood.
Physician Tong forced himself to calm down.
If it were Dr. Gu, how would she sew it?
Thinking this, his trembling hands gradually calmed down.
By the time the last wound was stitched up, Gu Jiao had already fallen asleep leaning against the back of the chair.
The outside reflected a large expanse of white snow, making it hard to tell if it was already dawn.
Doctor Tong was soaked to the bone and exhausted, but he didn't rest immediately. He strictly followed the procedures after Gu Jiao's surgery to handle all the medical supplies.
In fact, Gu Jiao never taught him; he learned everything through his own observation.
He was very attentive, and Gu Jiao trusted him; otherwise, she wouldn't have fallen asleep.
Just as Physician Tong could finally breathe a sigh of relief, Mo Qianxue slowly woke up on the operating table.
Mo Qianxue was awake for only a very brief moment.
She saw a boy wearing a mask and strange clothes sitting in a chair next to her. Their arms were connected by something, and the boy's blood flowed into her body.
...
Physician Tong didn't notice that Mo Qianxue had woken up. By the time he closed the medicine box and turned around to look at Mo Qianxue, she had already fallen into a deep sleep once again.
The physician took Mo Qianxue's blood pressure, and her condition was not bad.
He stopped receiving the blood transfusion.
He called out to Gu Jiao twice: "Dr. Gu, Dr. Gu."
Unfortunately, Gu Jiao did not respond to him. Perhaps she was exhausted, or... she was a little weak from excessive blood loss.
The physician, unable to bear arguing with her any longer, found a blanket and covered her with it.
Next, they moved Mo Qianxue to the bed. Although he was a man, he was not very strong, so they had to call someone.
As soon as he opened the door, he saw a tall and elegant figure standing in the corridor.
He was very tall, wearing a light blue cloak. The light from the snow reflected off his face, highlighting his exquisite, jade-like features.
Physician Tong had never seen such a handsome man before and was stunned on the spot.
The other person spoke first: "Is the surgery finished?"
His voice had a slight magnetism, clear and low, a voice that matched his appearance.
"Ah... I've done it, I've finished," Physician Tong stammered.
"May I come in?" the man asked again.
"Ah...okay, okay."
Actually, you can't!
Outsiders are not allowed in the operating room!
Even Physician Tong himself didn't know what he had said.
Having lived most of his life, this was the first time he had ever seen such a god-like figure, so allow him to be stunned for a moment.
Xiao Heng stepped into the house.
As they brushed past each other, Physician Tong noticed that his shoulders were covered in snowflakes. It seemed that they had been performing surgery here for quite some time, and this young man had been waiting in the snowy night for just as long.
Xiao Heng approached Gu Jiao, bent down his tall frame, and gently called out, "Jiao Jiao."
Gu Jiao's breathing was even and long.
Xiao Heng took off his leather gloves, put one arm around Gu Jiao's back and the other around her knees, and lifted her up, blanket and all.
Gu Jiao was wrapped up tightly, with not even her little head peeking out of the wind and snow.
The physician stared in disbelief as the young man carried Dr. Gu out of the operating room. Dr. Gu was completely wrapped up, and the only way to recognize him was by the shoes on his feet.
ah……
this……
Having witnessed Gu Shashen's ruthless killing of everything, Physician Tong could hardly believe his eyes.
Is Gu Shashen ever this obedient?
Even though he was asleep, his aura was quite different from usual.
Xiao Heng carried Gu Jiao to the next room. He had already lit the brazier, so the room was quite warm.
Unfortunately, Gu Jiao received too much blood, and her hands and feet were cold, and her body temperature was very low.
Xiao Heng gently placed her on the bed, took off his snowflake-covered cloak, and then removed her shoes and coat.
He pulled the blanket over her, and she was shivering from the cold.
Xiao Heng covered her with two blankets, but it didn't help.
Xiao Heng's eyes darkened.
Why are you willing to work so hard for anyone?
Have you ever thought about your own life?
That's just her personality; treat her kindly, and she'll repay you tenfold.
Xiao Heng wouldn't.
He was kind to so many people when he was young, and he took it for granted. He wouldn't let them down, but he wasn't particularly grateful either.
Was she not treated kindly when she was a child?
She would repay even the smallest kindness many times over.
Xiao Heng suddenly felt a pain in his chest.
He took off his cold outer clothes, pulled back the quilt and lay down, encircling her shivering little body in his arms.
He held her tightly, his lips gently kissing her cool forehead.
His body was hot, and Gu Jiao's body quickly warmed up, she stopped shivering, and lay quietly in his arms.
Xiao Heng untied her hair ribbon and gently spread her smooth, long hair on the pillow, not wanting to break a single strand.
The room was very quiet, so quiet that only their even breathing could be heard.
Xiao Heng's back was covered in sweat. The temperature was a bit hot for him, but just right for Gu Jiao.
Gu Jiao snuggled closer to him, finding a comfortable position.
Xiao Heng was terribly hot, but he couldn't bear to let her go.
He hadn't slept a wink all night, and now he was feeling a little sleepy. He closed his eyes, intending to drift off into a deep sleep.
Suddenly, a restless little hand reached out.
He was already holding her tightly, so it was normal for her to have nowhere to put her hands. At first, her hand was resting on his waist, but after a while, it moved to his chest.
Because of the way he was being held, the corner of his shirt was slightly lifted, revealing an alluring abdominal muscle.
The hand moved stealthily with two fingers, and before it knew it, it had slipped inside.
Xiao Heng didn't move.
That hand became increasingly bold, touching and pinching, first the chest muscles and then the abs.
Xiao Heng watched as the hand slid down, his eyes narrowing. "You're awake?"
Gu Jiao kept her eyes closed: "I didn't."
Xiao Heng: "..."
It's quietly time for midnight! Anyone have a free monthly pass?
(End of this chapter)
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