The days when I was an obstetrician and gynecologist in Chang'an

Chapter 987 "Surgery. Completed".

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As darkness fell, visibility in the dense forest decreased even further.

As Dewdrop was running, she tripped over something and fell heavily into the bushes.

After falling to the ground, Dewdrop had abrasions on her cheeks, neck, and hands.
Her luck wasn't so good; her head hit a hard tree root, and a sharp pain shot through her instantly, almost causing her to faint on the spot.

But Dewdrop, with her strong willpower, still managed to get up from the ground. She didn't bother to wipe the wounds on her face and just kept running forward.

She didn't know how long she had been running until she could no longer hear the kidnappers' voices and could only hear the chirping of insects and birds around her. Only then did she collapse, exhausted, behind a sloping hill.

Leaning against the muddy ground, Dewdrop gasped for breath, her whole body trembling.

It was already late at night, and she felt cold, scared, and in pain.

But Dewdrop dared not linger behind the earthen slope for too long, for fear that the kidnappers would find her!
After resting for a while and regaining some strength, Dewdrop quickly got up from the ground.

She looked up at the sky, discerned the direction, gritted her teeth, and with a determined spirit, walked step by step toward what she believed to be the official road.

At that moment, something suddenly came to her mind—those three years at Yumen Pass, when it was easy to lose one's way in the wind and sand of the desert. She had been having fun and had learned how to navigate in the wild from Lao Shi and Lao San.

Old Ten, this veteran rogue, taught Dewdrop all his skills in finding directions.

The third brother taught methods for both daytime and nighttime.

At this moment, Dewdrop couldn't help but sigh in her heart—Mother is right, every skill you learn is useful!

When Lu Zhu'er emerged from the dense forest the next day, Li San Niang and the others had already arrived in Guzang County!

Even at midday when the sun is at its strongest, the Imperial Medical Bureau in Guzang County is brightly lit.

The lighting of lamps during the day was at Li San Niang's request.

All preparations have been completed at Li San Niang's request!
The room with the best lighting was designated as the operating room.

The previous message sent by carrier pigeon mentioned that Du Qinghui would be accompanied by the three best military physicians from the Imperial Medical Bureau of Chang'an.

Outside the operating room, a stove had already been set up, with a huge iron pot on top, filled with boiling water.

On the other side was a row of medicine stoves, three of which were simmering medicine, the prescriptions written by Li San Niang herself after she arrived.

This medicinal soup was prepared for Li San Niang and the other three doctors to use for washing their hands after Du Qinghui arrived.

Everything that could be prepared here has been prepared, and we are just waiting for the three doctors with their equipment and Du Qinghui to arrive!

Li San Niang sat upright on a stool in the courtyard with her eyes closed, her fingertips unconsciously tapping back and forth on a high table beside her.

She was calming her inner turmoil over the kidnapping of Dewdrop and trying to maintain her best condition to welcome Du Qinghui.

Qiu Xiang stood silently by Li San Niang's side, keeping her company without a word.

The tenth brother stood guard on the other side like an iron tower. Although there were clearly more than ten people in the courtyard, at this moment, the courtyard was completely silent, and the atmosphere was so heavy that it could be squeezed out of water.

Suddenly, a sound came from outside the courtyard.

Du Qinghui has finally arrived!

The Du Qinghui that Li San Niang saw was a man whose hair had been partially shaved off, lying quietly on a stretcher, his face ashen and his breathing weak.

Li San Niang quickly approached and immediately activated her X-ray vision, giving Du Qinghui on the stretcher a thorough scan.

Then she reached out to take Du Qinghui's pulse, checking both hands before she had a better idea of ​​what was going on. She then called for the soldiers carrying the stretcher to carefully place Du Qinghui onto the bunk bed inside the room.

The three doctors who accompanied Du Qinghui were actually old acquaintances!
Tang Mingyue, Tang Dalang's father, used to practice medicine at the Third Pharmacy in Yongpingfang, the same place he worked with Li Sanniang.

Bi Yuanjia, a scion of a prominent family, is a genius doctor who dislikes officialdom and only loves medical skills.

Sun Chonglin, a physician at Chang'an Miaozhentang, is skilled in acupuncture and his needlework is incredibly advanced!
Li San Niang glanced at the three of them, nodded slightly, and calmly said, "We're all acquaintances, so I won't say any more polite words."

Dr. Tang and Dr. Bi were my assistants.

Physician Sun was by our side, administering acupuncture to stabilize General Du's heart and blood circulation.

Before the three could respond, Li San Niang turned to Qiu Xiang and said, "Qiu Xiang, boil some hemp seed soup!"

"The rest of you, each perform your duties. Without my orders, do not utter a sound or move without permission!"

After scanning the courtyard, Li San Niang finally said this to everyone.

Then, after scrubbing her hands and arms three times, even carefully scrubbing the crevices under her fingernails with a soft brush, she put on the surgical cap, mask, and surgical gown that Tang Mingyue and the others had brought, with Qiu Xiang's help. Tang Mingyue and the other two naturally did the same, and the four of them entered the room one after another.

Li San Niang first explained to Tang Mingyue and the other two the general steps she would be taking, and then explained in detail the possible accidents that might occur during the process.

Her voice was steady and strong, instantly calming the tension in everyone in the operating room.

Du Qinghui, who had been forcibly given numbing soup, remained unconscious.

Having said everything she needed to say, Li Sanniang walked to the high bed, her gaze falling on the huge hematoma on Du Qinghui's head.

Taking a deep breath, Li Sanniang stretched out her hand: "Knife."

Tang Mingyue then handed her a specially made knife that was extremely sharp and gleamed coldly in the candlelight.

The operation has begun.

There were no modern shadowless lamps, only countless candlesticks and bronze mirrors reflecting and focusing light;

Without advanced monitoring equipment, Li Sanniang relied entirely on her ability to detect Du Qinghui's pulse through her fingers and her extraordinary five senses to observe his breathing.

Without electrocoagulation to stop the bleeding, the bleeding was stopped entirely by Li San Niang's precise knife skills that avoided the main blood vessels, and by Sun Chong Lin's acupuncture techniques.

The blade cuts through the scalp, separates the tissue, and exposes the skull.

Every step was taken at an extreme slowness and with extreme stability.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on Li San Niang's forehead, and Qiu Xiang, who was also fully armed and standing to the side, immediately took a cloth and carefully wiped them away for her.

Everyone in the room gasped when they saw the tiny crack and the embedded black metal fragments in the skull.

The toughest part is coming.

Li San Niang needed to be enlarged with extreme care, so that she could remove the fragments and clean up the hematoma, while minimizing damage to the brain tissue.

Li San Niang activated her quick eyes and hands skills again and switched to more refined tools.

At that moment, her breath seemed to stop, and all her spirit and will were concentrated in her fingertips.

The world shrank to just that one area, and all I could hear was my own steady heartbeat and the faint clanging of machinery.

Time seemed to freeze.

A quarter of an hour, half an hour, a full hour.
Finally, all the visible fragments were carefully removed, and the congealed dark blood clots were meticulously cleared away.

Li San Niang performed a final check and rinse.

"Sew up".

Li San Niang's voice was slightly hoarse, but still steady.

Tang Mingyue took over the suturing step.

While Tang Mingyue was stitching up the wound on Du Qinghui's head, Li Sanniang changed to a clean set of instruments and, together with Bi Yuanjia, began to treat the less fatal wounds on Du Qinghui's chest and abdomen.

These wounds had already been treated by the military medics, but the bumpy ride had caused them to reopen.

Another hour has passed.

Li San Niang was almost completely exhausted.

I forced myself to check Du Qinghui's pulse and breathing. Although they were weak, they were a little more stable than before.

"Surgery complete."

Li San Niang uttered these four words, her body swaying slightly.

Qiu Xiang quickly stepped forward to support her.

"Whether he can pull through next depends on whether he gets infected and on General Du's own willpower."

Looking at the unconscious Du Qinghui, Li Sanniang's eyes showed weariness, but even more so, anticipation.

She believed that Du Qinghui could pull through!
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