The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

"Clap!"

The broken warhead, due to the inertial impact, had been squeezed into a flat cake shape. It was removed by the toothed tweezers and fell steadily into the tray.

The warhead was taken out at one o'clock in the evening, and there were already more than a dozen objects of various sizes placed in the current tray.

Not limited to fragments of broken bones, tissue removed from the lower lobe of the lung, and fragments of bullet fragments.

Doctor Qi asked the equipment nurse on the side to help, wiped the sweat from his forehead, twisted his stiff neck, and prepared to continue searching.

"This warhead is wrong!"

A dull sound echoed through the tense operating room. Another doctor stared at the main warhead as it was being taken out of the chest until it fell into the tray, making a crisp knocking sound.

"This is a dum bomb, a warhead that is expressly prohibited!"

The trolley in the operating room immediately attracted everyone's attention. Even the doctor who was threading needles and threads to suture the lung lobes turned to take another look at the thing he had just taken out with his own hands.

"This is a very vicious warhead. No wonder he lost so much blood and suffered so much damage inside his body!"

The doctor wearing rubber gloves used toothed tweezers to clamp the edge of the bullet that had turned into an oval, and reflected the burr side on the front back and forth under the light, so that others could see it more clearly.

"They hollow out the warhead and divide it into six to eight petals. After entering the human body, it will instantly open, break, and scatter in the body, causing greater lethality!"

Combining one of the rod-shaped fragments with the warhead was a perfect match. This situation had verified the doctor's judgment, which made everyone present feel a little scared.

Especially for doctors, encountering such an inhumane weapon is simply testing the difficulty of their surgery!

Once you are hit by such a bullet and do not receive timely treatment, or the shrapnel is not completely cleared, it will be really fatal.

The surgeon in charge sighed deeply. It didn't matter where he was because he was tired. It wasn't like he had never had such a long operation. What made him crazy was that there were too many places where shrapnel penetrated like this, and this person... It was the dean who asked to be brought back!

Dr. Ding, who was silent, had both hands holding her clothes turned white at this time, and the ups and downs of her chest showed that she was not at peace in her heart.

"How painful it must have been for him!"

Tears welled up in her eyes. Dr. Ding lowered his head in a hurry, wiped his face vigorously with his pale hands, and silently pushed open the door of the operating room. She did not dare to stay in the oppressive atmosphere here for a moment.

In the corridor, Dean Hong kept wandering and wandering outside. Looking at Dr. Ding's dejected appearance when he walked out, he couldn't help but feel a thump in his heart.

"Xiao Ding, what's going on inside?"

Dean Hong knew that after saying hello, he could no longer put pressure on the doctors. As long as they knew the importance, they would naturally go all out.

Now, he felt a little cold inside.

"The operation failed and the person was not rescued?"

Seeing that Dr. Ding remained silent, Dean Hong asked one question after another.

"Still rescuing, it depends on his desire to survive~!"

What is meant at all costs? Even if the blood in the whole body is changed once, if the own blood bank is not enough, it must be transferred from other blood banks.

The purpose is just like checking where air is leaking in a bicycle inner tube. Where blood is still leaking, check that area until shrapnel and bone fragments are taken out, and then suturing can be done.

During this period, the operating table was like opening a faucet leading to the River Styx, and the basin for suction was filled with basin after basin of bright red blood.

Dr. Qi couldn't bear it physically. There were Dr. Zhang, Dr. Li, and even various experts from other departments waiting outside. They could roll up their sleeves and come in whenever they heard the greeting.Not to mention the medicines used, the nutrient solution to support the injured and the special medicine to keep the heart beating, at this time, an unknown amount had already entered the body of the heartless man.

But it still depends on his own will to survive, whether he can hold on, go through all the links, and bear it completely. This is something that no doctor can solve.

"Hey~!"

Dean Hong sighed heavily. The situation had not changed for the better, nor had it worsened for the worse. This feeling of powerlessness had not occurred for many years.

There were messy footsteps outside the corridor. Whether it was Dr. Ding, Dean Hong, or other waiting doctors, they all looked at the door of the operating room corridor.

"Webmaster~!"

"How's the situation?"

"I-I don't know...!"

On the bench outside the door, Translator Lu had been bandaged. His head was tightly wrapped and his arm was splinted. However, when he stood up, his body was slightly rickety and he did not dare to look at Zheng Chaoyang.

Zheng Chaoyang peered into the corridor of the operating room through the glass on the door and saw a group of people in white coats crowded together.

"Why did you get shot!"

"He, he raised his hand. I didn't expect him to shoot. Li Feng asked me to translate and asked him to come out. Before he could finish speaking, he shot. I even thought I heard wrong!"

Translator Lu's face was very ugly, and he looked very remorseful. If he had been more vigilant at that time, such a thing might not have happened.

The people inside the door also saw the people outside the door. They saw so many people in Chinese tunic suits approaching in a menacing manner, and it was unclear who they were looking for.

After hesitating for a moment, he pushed open the operating room door.

"People are still being rescued and we are doing our best, but the situation is not optimistic!"

Dean Hong's words made Old Zheng's eyebrows twist together. He had just gotten off the plane, but he didn't expect such bad news to be waiting for him.

If he really died here, how could Lao Zheng have the face to go back and face the father-in-law of the unfortunate child, and Huang Yaqin, who was pregnant.

"Bring the person out and interrogate him immediately!"

"Find me an office with good soundproofing!"

The situation was worse than Zheng Chaoyang expected. He was originally planning to take the person back, but decided to let him speak on the spot.

The Vulture, who was wearing an orange anti-German suit, burst into tears the moment the trunk was opened. However, with his hands cuffed behind his back, he could only shrink his head and arch his body outwards.

"HEL~!"

Before he could finish speaking, the strong man outside grabbed his neck and pulled him out of the trunk so hard that his eyes almost came out of their sockets.

The man in black waiting outside took off his anti-German suit in a hurry, and before he was even ready to stop, he stretched out his palm towards the zipper of his inner flight suit.

"Ahem, NO, STOP, you are inhumane!"

After the hands that were holding his neck were released, the vulture took a big breath of air and coughed while preventing him from being stripped naked in public.

"After you raised your hands and surrendered and fired again, you have lost your status as a prisoner of war. You cannot get the protection of the Geneva Convention. What awaits you will be a trial by a military court because you insulted the honor of the military. ." (End of chapter)