Rebirth: The Doomsday Solitary Favorite Chapter 170
Chapter 170 Only One Can Be Saved
Zhou Yan pushed everyone away, changed his usual politeness, and shouted loudly: "Get out of the way! Get the people in! Don't block the door! Quick--"
Several people came forward and carried Yan Xiao and Xiao Zhao into the infirmary that Zhou Yan usually used. There were only two beds in the infirmary, one for Yan Xiao and one for Zhao Wei. Xiao Jian and Cheng Cheng also had large and small wounds on their bodies, so they could only bring two chairs from the main hall for them to rest. The originally spacious room seemed extremely small and crowded because of the sudden addition of four patients.
Everyone was bleeding! Zhou Yan couldn't take care of it at all, and shouted loudly: "Wan Qian! Stop the bleeding for them first!"
Yu Wan Qian used to work as a nurse in the hospital and knew basic medical care. When Zhou Yan called her, she had already started to prepare medical disinfection equipment for Zhou Yan. Hearing this, she immediately accelerated her movements, regardless of the difference between men and women, and took the scissors and started cutting along Zhao Wei's trouser legs!
A gap as big as a palm appeared on Zhao Wei's thigh! Blood was gushing out at this moment! ——
Everyone gasped.
As for Yan Xiao, the situation was not optimistic either. In addition to the skin and flesh on his body, his wrist was completely broken, as if it was bitten off by something, with only the last bit of fascia connecting it.
Yan Xiao's face was as pale as paper, and his lips were blue. He held his wrist tightly, and groaned in pain from time to time.
Han Jiaojiao's eyes suddenly turned red.
Zhou Yan's voice was a little shaky. He looked at Han Yi and said tremblingly: "Mr. Han, I can't... I can only save one person."
Yan Xiao, who was lying on the bed, said with a weak breath: "... Save Xiao Zhao, save him, I won't die for the time being."
Zhao Wei's injuries were more serious than Yan Xiao's. He had lost consciousness at the moment. According to the severity of the situation, Zhao Wei should be saved, but——
"Yan Xiao's wrist has been completely broken. If it is delayed any further, once the broken limb is completely necrotic, there is no way to reconnect it!" Zhou Yan said hurriedly, took a deep breath, and encouraged He mustered up the courage to say, "And... and I can't do the connection surgery! I'm a brain doctor and can handle ordinary trauma, but the connection surgery requires a professional orthopedic surgeon! Young Master Han... I... I can't do it!"
Lu Changyuan looked at Xiao Jian and said sternly: "You were so seriously injured, why didn't you go to the hospital?!"
Xiao Jian has the ability of speed, and has more self-protection ability when facing danger, so his injuries are the lightest, but he dragged back three injured people by himself, and had to avoid attacks and drive all the way back. At this moment, both his physical strength and abilities were overdrawn.
Cheng Cheng, who was sitting next to Xiao Jian, panted and answered for him: "Brother Lu, the hospital doesn't accept us at all. They said they only accept people with orange cards."
Orange cards are living cards that only regular soldiers hold. Ordinary residents' cards are green.
"Fuck Ji Huaijun!" Zhu Changfu was so angry that he punched the wall!
Lu Changyuan and Han Yi both had ashen faces.
Han Jiaojiao helped Yan Xiao stop bleeding with red eyes. In her heart, she hoped that Zhou Yan would save Yan Xiao. However, if she only cared about Yan Xiao and ignored Zhao Wei, others would definitely be disappointed. But... but she had to watch Yan Xiao become disabled. Han Jiaojiao felt sad and tears fell in a string.
Yan Xiao said weakly: "Alas... why are you dropping golden beans? Isn't this hurting me? Brother Han will tear me apart later..."
Han Jiaojiao wiped her tears, angry and sad, "It's time, you are still joking."
"...Okay, didn't Brother Zhou say that he can't do the connection operation? What are you waiting for? Save Zhao Wei quickly." Yan Xiao said while holding back the pain.
Rescue is a race against time. Seeing Han Yi's gloomy face and no words, Zhou Yan gritted his teeth, turned around and rushed to Zhao Wei's bed and got busy.
The people standing at the door of the medical room were silent. There was only the sound of Yu Wanqian's footsteps and the collision of medical instruments in Zhou Yan's hands.
Han Jiaojiao held Yan Xiao's broken hand and dared not let go. Seeing Yan Xiao's weak appearance on the bed, she couldn't help feeling sad and tears kept flowing down.
Yan Xiao was anxious and thought that if you keep crying, even if my hand is healed, I won't live long.
But he was too weak and it was very difficult for him to speak. He could only watch Han Jiaojiao holding his wrist and crying.
"Who is the best orthopedic surgeon in the base?" Han Yi's cold voice suddenly sounded.
Zhou Yan paused and continued in an orderly manner, answering at the same time: "Hao Boming."
"Is he married?" Han Yi continued to ask.
Zhou Yan immediately understood what Han Yi meant and replied: "Married, has a five-year-old daughter, and lives in the United Community in the East District." He had also stayed in the base hospital, and almost all the doctors' families lived there.
Han Yi looked at Lu Changyuan, "I'll ask Hao Baiming to come over. You go to Lianhe Community in person."
Lu Changyuan nodded.
Han Yi looked at Zhu Changfu again and said, "Brother Zhu, you've worked hard to keep a close eye on this place. Don't let any irrelevant people in."
"Don't worry! Not even a fly will fly in!" Zhu Changfu said, patting his chest.
"Don't worry, brother." Han Jiaojiao followed, "If someone breaks in, I'll let Xiaogua and Xiaodou come down." So far, Han Jiaojiao has never let the time-space beast move in the yard, just for fear of being discovered, but if there is an emergency, there is no time to care so much.
"I'll be back soon. --Kerry, how many people can you make invisible at most?" Han Yi said, his eyes already sweeping towards Bai Kairui.
Bai Kairui immediately raised his head when he heard Han Yi calling him. His face was full of tears and snot, and he cried even harder than Han Jiaojiao. In normal times, everyone would have started to laugh at him, but now everyone was in a heavy mood.
"If the speed is not fast, it is no problem to hide three or five people."
"Okay, follow me."
Han Yi hurried out with Bai Kairui, Lu Changyuan took Heizi, Zhou Xiaoliang and Yang Qi to the Lianhe Community, and Zhu Changfu sent others to guard the yard outside to avoid disturbing Zhou Yan's treatment of the wounded.
"This kid is lucky." After Zhou Yan finished cleaning Zhao Wei's wound, he couldn't help but sighed, "The aorta was not injured, and the damaged small blood vessels can be stopped with a high-frequency electric knife. The shock is due to excessive blood loss."
"Do you need a blood transfusion?" Zhu Changfu asked who was guarding the door.
"It would be best if he could get a blood transfusion, so that he can wake up faster."
Zhu Changfu waved his arms and said, "With so many of us, we should be able to find someone with a matching blood type. I just don't know what blood type Xiao Zhao has."
Zhou Yan's men kept moving, saying, "Blood tests require a blood cell counter, blood collection needles, hemolysin... We have all these things. Wan Xi, go push the things over, I'll do a blood test on him. Brother Zhu, after the blood test, please send someone to the hospital. The hospital's blood bank has ready-made blood bags for sale. We don't have time to test everyone's blood one by one, so just buy blood bags directly."
"Okay! Just tell me if you need anything!"
Zhou Yan wiped his sweat and looked at Yan Xiao. Seeing that the bleeding on his wrist had stopped, he looked at Han Jiaojiao in surprise.
"...Is it a supernatural power?"
Han Jiaojiao's face turned pale, and she nodded: "Well, it can temporarily maintain the cell activity of the wrist wound... I can only do this much."
Zhou Yan's face showed ecstasy, "It has helped a lot!"
- Extracting MTL from raw by Du Xian'er (Poison❀Fairy) -
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