Chapter 667: 657 The Last Adrenaline (Alliance Leader's Adorable Little Ice Cube Bonus Chapter 4)

Zheng Ren didn't continue checking for bleeding points; he directly sutured and closed the abdomen, ending the surgery.

This...... should be the splenectomy performed under the most rudimentary conditions. Zhao Yunlong looked at the large gap on the patient's spleen, guessing that if delayed a few more hours, even with helicopter rescue, the person might not survive.

"Chief Zheng, amazing!" Zhao Yunlong exclaimed.

Zheng Ren wanted to smile, but his facial muscles were stiff; not a trace of expression showed.

"I'll go wash the instruments and prepare for the next patient," Zheng Ren said.

Zhao Yunlong knew this was the only possible way.

First stop the bleeding, stop it as much as possible. As for postoperative infections and other complications, those would only appear after surgery. Moreover, only the living would experience them.

After this damned rainy day passes and the helicopter arrives, we'll send the severely wounded to Huaxi, where the nation's top medical treatments are available.

He nodded, moved the severely wounded to another tent, covered them with a tattered blanket, trying to prevent body heat from dissipating too quickly, worsening hemorrhagic shock and multi-organ failure.

Zheng Ren walked in the rain; he had not prepared to clean the instruments.

The instruments in the cutting pack provided by the system were marked with an automatic sterilization function, which he had seen when he first performed laparoscopic appendectomy.

But that's not the point; performing an abdominal incision and removing the spleen in this environment will definitely cause severe postoperative infection. Perhaps only about 20% of the wounded here could survive?

Zheng Ren didn't know, and didn't want to think about it.

Do what we can, leave the rest to fate.

With no clean water source, Zheng Ren used the little remaining purified water to rinse off the instruments, which basically had no bloodstains left.

He stood dazedly for a few minutes, hearing Zhao Yunlong shout from behind; Zheng Ren turned his head, preparing to continue the surgery.

At that moment, a few disheveled people in the distance dragged a person with flailing limbs over.

Zheng Ren focused his gaze; Zhao Yunlong had already noticed something was wrong and went to check the situation.

The person was half-sitting, half-lying on the ground, forcibly pulled over. Judging by his attire, he seemed to be a trainee. He acted as if crazy, desperately grabbing at anything with his hands, resisting the strength of his classmates.

His ten fingers were bloody and blurred, faintly revealing white bones.

Yet he seemed unaware of pain, straining to grab onto anything he could, still trying to crawl forward.

"What's wrong!" Zhao Yunlong roared.

"Chief Zhao..." one person came up to Zhao Yunlong, hadn't spoken yet, and burst into tears.

He cried bitterly, not beating his chest or stamping his feet, standing stiffly in the wind and rain, letting rain and tears slide down.

"Attention!" Zhao Yunlong hoarsely shouted, "Report the situation!"

"Report!" The trainee, unable to find the leading instructor or squad leader, directly reported the situation to Zhao Yunlong.

Originally, they had been rescuing all along, hearing a survivor's voice under a pile of ruins.

This place was a hospital; it originally had three floors. Now the three floors have collapsed, the third floor became the second, the second became the first... the first floor turned into a basement.

Only with bare hands could they not dig people out of the rubble.

Even if they risked aftershocks,

even if they risked the house collapsing at any moment,

even if they gave their all, sparing no effort, they still ended up futile.

To comfort the trapped survivor, the trainees left one person to talk with her while the others continued searching for others they could rescue.

The survivor didn't know what injury she had; her voice was intermittent. The trainee chatted with her for a long time, constantly finding topics to speak, so that the flame of her life wouldn't go out, waiting for heavy equipment to arrive.

But everyone was exhausted.

The more they spoke, the softer her voice became; the trainee unknowingly fell asleep. After more than ten minutes, he woke up, tried to speak again, but the surviving girl had no voice left.

Such incidents have happened who knows how many times. No matter how hard one tries or how guilty one feels, there's always a limit to human strength.

Zheng Ren remained expressionless, not even looking at Zhao Yunlong comforting the trainee. Whether it was gentle words of consolation or scolding and beating to keep him quiet, it had nothing to do with Zheng Ren.

Here, everyone uses their utmost strength to rescue, to save every life that can be saved.

Zheng Ren had a few trainees lift another person over, beginning surgery on the next patient.

This patient had a ruptured liver; the system only gave diagnoses of multiple fractures, liver contusion and laceration, liver rupture, and hemorrhagic shock.

The survivors who have lasted until now without dying probably don't have very large ruptures, Zheng Ren guessed.

Therefore, the surgery still has value.

Moreover, in this situation, value cannot be measured; we just do our best...

"Boss, done with one?" Su Yun somehow popped in, looking not only lacking spirit but even more fatigued.

Yet his eyes flashed with light, like two stars.

"Well, I've finished a splenic rupture; this one I'll first examine, preliminarily considering a liver rupture." Zheng Ren said while speaking, tearing open the patient's clothes to expose the surgical area.

"Say something; if I don't speak, I feel like I'm going crazy." Su Yun chattered while helping Zheng Ren prepare for the surgery.

"You guess when will the rescue arrive?" Zheng Ren held a syringe, skillfully administering local anesthesia.

"Helicopter rescue, estimated to arrive soon." Su Yun said: "The land aviation regiment, when pushed to the limit, are a bunch of lunatics; even in this weather, someone dares to drop down."

Zheng Ren was not surprised.

All along the way, haven't I been forced to the brink too? Su Yun almost fell into the landslide dam lake, Zhao Yunlong almost got hit by flying rocks, and the squad still suffered casualties before barely making it here.

The bloodiness in their bones was forced out; those in the land aviation regiment probably could manage a zero-visibility landing relying on feeling.

They were all gambling with their lives.

"When the rescue helicopter lands, there will be a large batch of supplies; we can use them however we want." Su Yun said.

"Epinephrine, intravenous push." Zheng Ren said indifferently.

The survivor's blood pressure was extremely low; Zheng Ren saw the red background on the system panel slowly turning white as he opened the abdominal wall, and said.

Su Yun stared for a moment, then began searching for epinephrine.

"Zhao Yunlong, you bastard, where did you put the epinephrine?" Su Yun couldn't find it, raised his voice and started shouting.

His voice penetrated the rain curtain; Zhao Yunlong's burly body appeared like a mountain.

"The last one is on me." Zhao Yunlong took out a medicine-filled plastic bottle from inside his clothes and handed it to Su Yun. "This is the last one."

"It's fine, Luhang will be here soon. By then, you can use one, throw away one, no one will care." Su Yun muttered, twisted open the epinephrine bottle, drew it all into a syringe, leaving none, then injected it intravenously into the survivor's vein.

All his blood vessels had collapsed, yet Su Yun could still draw blood with a single prick.

For others it might be difficult, but for him it's just a routine matter.

Zheng Renye was used to it, didn't even look at Su Yun, opened the abdomen and reached inside. Black blood welled up, flowed on the ground toward the rain, and was immediately washed away by the rain.