Beat the devil with a system

Chen Shujun wore a small surgical light on her head, calmly took out the surgical instrument package from the medicine box, and she sterilized all the surgical instruments one by one.

Getting ready for the operation, several medical staff gently lifted Li Hong on the stretcher to the operating bed.

The doctors and nurses gathered around the operating bed, each carrying out the division of labor, and methodically stopped the bleeding, transfused, and debrided the wound for Li Hong...

Due to excessive blood loss, Li Hong lay on the operating bed with a waxy complexion. He blinked his eyelids slightly, only inhaled but not exhaled, and his body was extremely weak.

After the nurse Xiaohui tested Li Hong's blood type, she quickly went outside the operating room to find a group of soldiers to draw and test blood, and then sent the plasma that matched Li Hong to the cave operating room.

After the rescue work went on for a while, a nurse with a medical cap on her head shouted anxiously.

"Miss Jun, his heartbeat and breathing stopped again..."

"Concentrate, don't get distracted, and continue the rescue work."

Chen Shujun seriously reminded the nurse, and exchanged a few words with another male surgeon in a low voice, and the operation work was handed over to the male doctor first.

She put the sterilized surgical instruments into the operating tray, and then pressed her palms on Li Hong's left chest, performing cardiopulmonary resuscitation repeatedly.

5 minutes……

10 minutes……

15 minutes……

Chen Shujun pressed on Li Hong's heart for 15 minutes, but the cardiopulmonary resuscitation was ineffective, and Li Hong still showed no signs of recovery.

Gradually, Chen Shujun, who has always been calm, showed many fine and tense beads of sweat on his forehead.

She forced herself to remain calm and get rid of all distracting thoughts and tension in her heart.

Chen Shujun watched Li Hong's life signs disappear little by little, and in a hurry, she didn't care whether a man or a woman could kiss or not.

She lowered her head slightly to get close to Li Hong, and while she was busy with cardiopulmonary resuscitation, she stared at Li Hong's body for signs of recovery.

Soon, another 15 minutes passed.

After half an hour of cardiopulmonary resuscitation, Chen Shujun's expression kept changing. There was a hint of sadness in her eyes, and sweat from fatigue and tension intertwined on her forehead. The nurse next to her wiped her face several times.

The resuscitation rescue has not been effective for such a long time, and a normal person can basically be declared dead.

It is probably because of love that can make a woman so persistent in saving a lifeless person.

Of course, as long as there is still a glimmer of hope, Chen Shujun will not give up. She continued to work hard for several minutes.

Suddenly, Li Hong's stagnant life miraculously changed.

Her expression became excited, as if seeing the hope of life recovery, Chen Shujun accelerated the rhythm of cardiopulmonary resuscitation in her hands.

"Cough cough cough..."

Li Hong, who had been at the end of his life, miraculously woke up, and coughed up a mouthful of plasma that splashed on Chen Shujun's face.

Seeing that Li Hong had recovered his vital signs, Chen Shujun stopped what he was doing, and was stunned for a few seconds. The whole person was excited and joyful and shed the tears accumulated in his eyes.

Although Li Hong was temporarily rescued, his physical condition was still very bad.

Because Li Hong's body was fatally wounded in many places, and his body was still bleeding, the 1500 blood plasma he had just sent was used up again.

"Doctor Chen, there is no plasma again. The wounded have lost too much blood..." the male doctor who was undergoing surgery said in a low tone and urgently.

Chen Shujun knew the seriousness of not having plasma, and the blood in Li Hong's body was almost exhausted, but it took time for Yu Xiaohui to collect blood to check the blood type, and there was no way to supply plasma for use.

If Li Hong hadn't given the Kevlar protective gear to Chen Shujun before, maybe his life would not be hanging by a thread.

"Xiaohui, hurry up!"

Chen Shujun urged Yu Xiaohui, and she asked her younger brother Chen Lin to come to the operating room.

Li Hong has type A blood, and Chen Shujun's siblings are also type A blood. The two siblings match Li Hong's blood type, so they can directly transfuse blood without wasting time on blood tests.

"Sister, how much blood does brother-in-law need?"

Chen Lin asked his sister. He untied his military uniform and exposed an arm for the nurse to draw blood.

"He lost too much blood, and it's unclear how much blood he needs. You can draw 600 for him first."

After Chen Shujun finished speaking, she bit her lip and asked the nurse to draw 600 plasma from her.

"Sister, you know that I have always been physically strong, so you can pump me 1000." Chen Lin knew the consequences of pumping 1000 milliliters of blood, but he really didn't hesitate.

"Nonsense, do you want to kill yourself?"

"Sister, my brother-in-law is like this. If you draw my blood, you won't be able to die. If your brother-in-law really dies, your life will still have meaning. If you smoke mine, smoke more, it's really okay..." Chen Lin insisted demanding.

"Shut up."

In the end, Chen Shujun couldn't persuade his younger brother, so he had to let the nurse continue to draw Chen Lin's blood.

It has to be said that Chen Shujun was ruthless enough to save Li Hongxin. She actually asked the nurse to draw Chen Lin's 1000 plasma.

There is a saying that it is good to kill your younger brother, but not your own man. Chen Lin is really an unlucky brother-in-law!

After the blood was drawn, Chen Shujun's tired face darkened a little, and her lips turned pale.

She dragged her tired body and stood by the operating bed, holding surgical instruments in her hands, and continued to operate on Li Hong. At the same time, she was silently praying for Li Hong in her heart.

As the rescue operation passed minute by minute, the blood plasma melted into Li Hong's body little by little, supporting his weak body.

"Hemostats, scissors, lobe forceps, scalpels..."

Chen Shujun and the male doctor frequently exchanged various surgical instruments in their hands, and lowered their heads to operate on various wounds on Li Hong's body.

A few nurses next to them delivered surgical instruments while wiping their sweat from time to time.

Not long after, a lot of plasma collected from the soldiers was sent to the operating room, and Li Hong's bleeding wound gradually stopped bleeding.

"Dangdangdang..."

The shrapnel fell on the operating tray and made a crisp sound, and every crisp sound was a note of Li Hong's life.

……

Six hours later, gradually, it became brighter outside.

The subsequent operation went smoothly. After one night of rescue, with the joint efforts of all medical staff, Li Hong's vital signs tended to be stable.

After suturing more than a dozen wounds on Li Hong's body, the long operation was over, and the tired faces of the medical staff showed a little relief.