Chapter 1284

Before injecting the anesthetic, Mo Lisi asked the doctor a question—

"If the anesthetic doesn't work on me—"

"You know, my willpower is very strong, at least that's what I think. I'm very worried that I can resist the effect of the anesthetic!"

When hearing this question, the doctor smiled so much that his mouth couldn't close, "Mr. Mo Lisi, I know your worry. Many people ask me this question before lying on the operating table, but what I want to say is that so far, no one can resist the effect of the anesthetic, no one can."

"I have also performed surgeries for some athletes, for some people with more determined willpower. They also had similar worries, but eventually, they all fell into a deep sleep after a minute."

"If you think you can resist the anesthetic and make it ineffective, you can tell me. I have other ways."

"Then, I'm starting the injection—"

Accompanied by the anesthetic being pushed into Mo Lisi's body from the vein, he took a deep breath. Of course, it wasn't "deep," but for him, just taking a simple breath gave him a feeling of his chest being swollen.

He slowly exhaled this air and was even able to speak, "I don't have any desire to sleep at all. Did you really inject it?"

"I heard that some doctors like to joke with patients."

The doctor smiled and chatted with him, "You are a smart person. You guessed it right. The medicine is still on the way. You still have some time to prepare."

Saying this was to let Mo Lisi relax, but clearly, both of them knew they were deceiving themselves.

Mo Lisi chatted a few more sentences and suddenly felt a kind of drowsy sleepiness. He tried hard to keep his eyes wide open, but in just ten seconds or so, he quickly entered a state of anesthesia and lost consciousness.

The doctor tried to wake him up, and after confirming that he could not be woken up by simple means, the surgery began.

Lanse stood outside the operating room. There was a piece of transparent glass here, through which he could see the process of the surgery inside.

At least dozens of doctors for organ transplant surgery have "graduated" from this laboratory. They almost participate in or watch the entire process of organ surgery every week to ensure that after they return to the Federation and transplant organs for those masters, no mistakes will occur.

You know, those waiting for organ transplants can be said to be either core members of very wealthy consortiums and financial groups, or influential big shots in the political arena, or big stars, athletes, etc.

These people have strong social influence. Once an accident occurs in their surgery, leading to the failure of organ transplantation, it means that the career of the doctor who performed the surgery for them is almost over.

It's not that they can't be doctors anymore, but they can no longer participate in such high-return surgeries and can only serve ordinary people in some ordinary hospitals.

So everyone is very careful and very detailed to ensure the accuracy of every surgery.

Including this moment, there are other people watching this surgery outside the glass window. Although it is Mo Lisi's surgery, it is also content worth studying.

Lanse watched the doctor as if dealing with meat on a chopping board, using a sharp scalpel to cut open his chest with a "Y"-shaped thoracotomy method.

The reason for doing this is that bilateral lung transplantation requires removing a part of the ribs. If it is just a "1" shape, it will be more troublesome for tearing and rib removal, so it is better to open it completely.

Moreover, what is fully opened is just skin and flesh. After finishing the hemostasis work, Mo Lisi's chest is like clothes, pulled open to both sides.

They used some forceps to fix the skin and flesh, and then began to remove the bones.

Lanse frowned throughout the whole process. He felt a bit disgusted, but it was only a little bit. He had seen scenes worse and more impactful than this, so he wouldn't feel any discomfort or desire to vomit.

At the same time Mo Lisi was having his thoracotomy, Dai Er on the bed next door was also having the same surgery. His chest cavity was opened, and people could see the lung lobes contracting inside and the heart beating hidden under the lung lobes through the closed-circuit television hanging on the wall of the operating room.

The doctors first checked his organ health status, and after confirming there was no problem, they took the lung lobes out from inside.

In fact, besides Dai Er, there are two semi-temporary spare lung sources here. They are staying in the hospital for free here because of "infection" problems.

Yes, free medical care. They also work for an enterprise. In a recent physical examination, they were found to be infected with a fungus and need to be hospitalized for a period of time.

The factory is responsible for all medical expenses, and it is paid during hospitalization, so they don't object to coming here to rest for a period of time.

If Dai Er's double lungs cannot be used, or there are some other problems, then these two spare lung sources will be sent here within five minutes.

Fortunately, Dai Er's body is very healthy. He doesn't smoke, only drinks a little wine. When choosing a carrier, the medical group has always tried its best to take care of every detail.

Just like those patients waiting for liver transplantation, they can smoke when choosing a carrier, but they cannot drink excessively, and have not been infected with related diseases, etc.

At the same time Mo Lisi's double lungs were removed, Dai Er's double lungs were also removed from his body. After simple cleaning, they were sent into Mo Lisi's chest cavity.

The doctors began to perform the surgery more focused, blood vessels, and some other aspects of connection and suturing. They have done the whole process countless times.

After confirming that there was no problem with the whole process of the surgery and checking the chest cavity, these chief surgeons were finally able to rest on the side.

Next, some other doctors came on stage. They needed to drill a hole in the sawed-off ribs and then connect them back with special accessories made of special materials.

These bones need a considerable period of time to heal again, but all the pain and payment are worth it.

When Mo Lisi's skin and flesh were also sutured back, the doctors checked his vital signs, and finally, the doctor announced that the surgery was successful.

The doctors in the operating room, as well as the doctors watching this surgery outside, all applauded one after another, all calling this a "medical miracle." Of course, the facts are indeed so.

Perhaps God never thought that humans could still turn their bodies and organs into building blocks, through the way of piecing together, throwing away diseased organs, and replacing them with a perfect one.

So the biggest problem with organ transplant surgery is not a legal problem, but a moral problem.

The chief surgeon came out of the operating room. He cleaned his body, took off his surgical gown, and stood beside Lanse, "In the next period of time, he needs to use a ventilator to assist breathing. After about a week, if he can breathe autonomously, then the whole surgery is very successful."

"Next, what we need to deal with is the rejection reaction, but I am not very worried about this point. We found the one with the smallest rejection reaction to Mr. Mo Lisi from more than one hundred suitable carriers. There shouldn't be any problems in this regard."

Lanse reached out and shook hands with him, "An unimaginable surgery, I will continue to increase my investment in you."

The doctor's face was full of enthusiastic smiles. The most cutting-edge R&D in any industry cannot be separated from a large amount of resources and money. Lanse's investment is larger than the input of the medical group behind them, and Lanse also has the most important thing here, which is a continuous stream of resources.

In the medical field, there is a consensus. Even if ten thousand tests are done on mice, dogs, pigs, monkeys, and chimpanzees, and the results are what people want, it is not necessarily valuable.

Because humans are humans, humans cannot be replaced by other animals, especially this kind of research and surgery related to the most precise human body. Only after testing on the human body can it be confirmed whether these intervention means are really useful and effective.

In the Federation, they cannot find so many people willing to sacrifice their lives for science, and the price of black people in the Federation is too high, but it is much cheaper here, and with Lanse's protection, they can do it with complete peace of mind.

Lanse glanced at Dai Er lying on another bed and showed a regretful expression, "Send a pension to his family, just say—he had some accidents."

He thought for a while, "Two thousand yuan."

The doctor exclaimed, "You are kind and generous!"

Dai Er might not understand until this moment that for a bottom-of-society person like him, a sudden good job is not necessarily the beginning of his wonderful life, but it may also be the arrival of a nightmare!

But now he doesn't need to worry about these. From some aspects, he will also become "immortal," because his corpse, including the lung lobes removed from Mo Lisi, will be sent to the Federation together as experimental equipment for medical schools.

Such a corpse from Xiang Yalan does not need any procedures and can also be sold for a high price of about one thousand two hundred yuan.

If Dai Er knew that he could be worth so much money, he might be very happy. After all, this is a manifestation of what federal people call "self-worth."

In the next few days, Lanse stayed in Zhuolan to contact and build feelings with some capitalists here. It was also during these few days that the federal garrison had arrived in a country in the north of Lapa to be stationed.

The upper class of this country has already defected to the federal people, but there are still a large number of resistance forces at the bottom of society, just like Lapa at the beginning.

There are always some people who have special persistence. They refuse this gentle invasion. They want to resist, ensure, and maintain orthodox rule.

The Federation arranging garrisons is a matter of reason. After all, this piece of meat has already been eaten. If you want the federal government to spit it out again, whoever advocates it is the sinner of the Federation!

A few days later, Mo Lisi successfully woke up and got rid of the help of the ventilator, and has been able to achieve autonomous breathing.

The first time after the doctor finished the examination, Lanse went to visit him.

"I feel—as if I have been reborn!" Mo Lisi's face was full of exclamation, "I never thought that just breathing could be so easy and comfortable. I really should have listened to you and come for the surgery earlier!"

He said and grinned, wanting to laugh, but held back the impulse to laugh out loud. That was temporarily not allowed, so he could only smile, "I have never been better. Thank you, Lanse, you saved my life."

Lanse nodded slightly, "Recover well, and give everyone a surprise after you go back!"

The recovery period for a full lung transplant takes about four to six months. Mo Lisi is still young and strong, and his recovery will be better than expected.

At this time, Mo Lisi has begun to imagine his new life. He can run, swim, dive, and do those sports that require great physical strength and lung function again.

He finally doesn't need to be like a person about to die of illness, feeling breathless even when walking fast. This is the new life he is looking forward to, and he is full of expectations for the future!

At the same time, little Porter has arrived in Luli. They were ordered to be stationed in several cities in Luli. He was assigned to the port of Luli to ensure that the transportation and order here would not be destroyed by those resistance elements.

Some resistance elements in Luli often make some destruction at the pier. These destructions may not bring much loss to those capitalists, but they have always done so, which is quite disgusting.

Coupled with the fact that Luli's high-level officials hope to have a stable ruling situation, they also want to build one or two star cities like Lapa, so under the promotion of many parties, little Porter has moved into the military camp prepared in advance.

The environment here is even better than in the Federation—

This refers to the living environment. Originally, they thought that after coming to this poor place of Xiang Yalan, they would live in places like tents, without tap water, and without cement-hardened ground. Everything would seem very primitive and inconvenient.

Before his comrades came, they also went to borrow a book called "How to Express Meaning with Actions," afraid that after coming here, the people here would speak local dialects and they wouldn't understand.

But after really arriving here, they found that the environment here is better than in the Federation. Almost all of them are small dormitories.

It's not that large dormitories are bad, but for federal people who value personal privacy, small spaces can give them more sense of security.

Take masturbation as an example. If you live in a large camp with twenty or thirty people, even if you masturbate late at night, you will worry about disturbing others, or the residual smell will be discovered by people.

But there are no such worries in a small room. There is a room for every four people here, and it is not narrow, and there is an independent bathroom. How can this not make people like it?

The pre-hardened ground, plus all brand-new equipment and facilities, can be said that their treatment has improved after coming here, including wages have also increased a lot.

Because this is "overseas," they need to maintain militarized training, but the intensity has been reduced a bit.

To put it more bluntly, in the country, the military may need them to improve their physical quality for various hypothetical war situations, for example, needing their company to be able to dig a simple trench in a very short time.

Or needing them to be able to quickly dismantle barbed wire on the battlefield, etc. In short, besides ordinary shooting and other militarized content, this kind of small possible work is also in the training.

The Ministry of National Defense and the military need "super soldiers," so they need higher-intensity training.

But after coming here, the Ministry of National Defense and the military don't need them to improve, but to maintain the current level, so the training intensity has come down.

In the first few days of arrival, everyone was full of interest in this fresh camp, but after getting familiar with it, it seemed ordinary.

"We have to go out for a turn. I'm going abroad for the first time, to be honest."

After a day of training, little Porter stood on the building of the headquarters, looking at the city outside the wall.

Although this city is not as prosperous as those big cities in the Federation, it has also gained some policy inclination because Luli embraced the Federation, and the economy in some areas has begun to develop.

Every country is like this. In the process of moving from poverty to wealth, the first to become rich are those coastal port cities, because this is the window for these countries to talk to the world.

It is also the place where opportunities are first obtained.

The simplest truth is, if foreigners invest here, now they have two choices.

One is to build a factory near the port to start production, including lower warehousing costs and almost no transportation costs into the total cost of the product.

Or choose an inland city, and then need to consider higher warehousing costs (building warehouses) and higher transportation costs?

The answer is obvious. Capitalists will compress costs as much as possible within the range they think is reasonable. It is worth mentioning that what capitalists think is "reasonable" is not necessarily "legal."

So this port city developed very quickly, economic growth was significant, and people from surrounding cities gathered here, causing the current scene that although it looks backward, it is very lively.

Beside little Porter is his non-commissioned officer friend, "Recently, many locals have come to do business outside the base. They are willing to spend money to buy our supplies, and there are also some street-walking girls."

The supplies issued by the Ministry of National Defense to soldiers have basically not changed much. Because it is now a non-war period, these supplies are mainly food, candy, cigarettes, and wine.

Wine cannot be sold for much price locally, but canned food and candy can be sold for a very high price.

Little Porter is not short of money, but he knows that soldiers are very short of money. The wages of federal soldiers are about the same as ordinary workers, about seventy yuan a month. Plus subsidies and so on, it is about ninety yuan, and that part of the subsidy is not necessarily cash.

When they were in the Federation, they had already started reselling supplies, selling the wine issued to them every month directly to private wine dealers outside the camp.

The Ministry of National Defense and the military know about this, but no one asks, because the Ministry of National Defense and the military have already made a sum of money from this. You are full, you can't let the people below go hungry, so they don't interfere or manage the behavior of soldiers reselling these personal supplies.

This has led to the existence of some soldiers with flexible brains in the army, playing the role of merchants.

Little Porter is now a middle-level officer in the company, and some soldiers cannot avoid him.

Regarding the "hint" of his companion, he seemed indifferent, "You guys do it yourselves, I'm not very interested in this."

"But I am interested in those girls you mentioned. I haven't chatted with Xiang Yalan girls yet—"