Siheyuan: No One Can Be Left Behind

Everyone also saw Li Dongfang put the bloody severed hand into his arms, and they reached out without hesitation to hold the injured man’s forearm. If the hand was left outside for a while, it would freeze. The workers took turns holding the forearm, and when one hand was frozen, they would switch to another. The whole carriage was filled with strong comradeship, and no one cared about staining their clothes with blood. In this carriage with air leaking everywhere, Li Dongfang felt the beauty of this era for the first time. People were so simple, much better than those in later generations who didn’t dare to reach out to see the old man falling on the road. He couldn’t help but secretly hate the old lady in Jinling, who destroyed the love of an entire nation! !

After wandering around for nearly half an hour, we finally arrived at the Red Star Hospital. Everyone in the car had their lips turned purple due to the cold, and the injured were still breathing. Fortunately, the hospital quickly prepared a hot water bottle, otherwise there would be no need for rescue at that temperature.

Li Dongfang handed the severed hand to the doctor on duty and reminded them not to remove the needle before the blood vessels were sutured. He also asked them to clean the wound carefully first. Shivering all over, he found a stove to warm himself up. After a long time, he finally felt the numbness in his body.

Li Dongfang felt a little sleepy after warming up a little, but he knew he couldn't sleep yet, so he forced himself to stay awake and went into the emergency room.

The doctor on duty saw Li Dongfang come in, saw his white coat under his cotton-padded jacket, knew he was a doctor, and raised his head and said:

"Fortunately, the bleeding was stopped in time, but the hand cannot be saved. The only doctor here who can suture blood vessels went to the county hospital for a consultation today. It's too far and he can't come back in time. Even if we send him to Union Hospital now, it's too late."

Li Dongfang looked at the unconscious worker with a haggard face. He knew that this hand represented his future source of livelihood and might even plunge his entire family into the abyss, so he asked:

"Do we have the conditions for surgery here?"

The doctor on duty glanced at Li Dongfang and said, "Sure, can you sew up the blood vessels? Even if the blood vessels are sutured, this hand will still be unable to move in the future. It won't make much difference."

Li Dongfang said, "Then prepare for surgery. I will sew it up."

Although the doctor on duty was surprised that Li Dongfang could perform vascular suture at such a young age, he did not react too much. After all, some doctors who graduated from professional colleges can indeed do it. He told the nurse to prepare, and Li Dongfang also followed to make preoperative preparations.

Soon on the operating table, Li Dongfang carefully checked the broken ends of the arm and hand and found that they were cleaned very well. It was obvious that the doctor did not slack off because he could not do suture. So, he took a deep breath and put on a head-mounted surgical magnifying glass. There were no surgical microscopes in this era, and the maximum magnification of this head-mounted surgical magnifying glass was only eight times, which was far from the at least twenty times magnification of later generations.

The nurse who cooperated with the operation didn't think anything was wrong, but the doctor next to him was simply shocked. Although they now knew about nerve suturing, there was no doctor in the country who could do it, let alone a doctor as young as Li Dongfang. Most doctors don't even know the nerves in the wrist, let alone suturing them. If the doctor hadn't seen it in some medical literature, he would have no idea what Li Dongfang was sewing.

You should know that an independent neurosurgery department was not officially established in China until 2015. This happened half a century later and in such a simple hospital. You can imagine how shocked the doctor on duty was when he witnessed the whole process.

It took Li Dongfang more than three hours just to sew the nerves. The main reason was that he couldn't see clearly and it often took several stitches to get the needle right. This was because Li Dongfang had god-level suturing skills and his hands were steady and accurate enough. Otherwise, even the world's top neurosurgeons wouldn't be able to do the job under these conditions.

He asked the nurse to wipe the sweat off his face again and started to suture the blood vessels, tendons and ligaments, which was much simpler than nerves. Li Dongfang's speed also increased. At this stage, the doctor on duty could see clearly with the naked eye, but he admired Li Dongfang even more, mainly because he was fast. Basically, one stitch was made every second. If there were not so many stitches to be sutured, Li Dongfang estimated that he could finish it in an hour. Just based on this speed and accuracy, even he, who often watched the operations of the top domestic surgeons, was amazed. He had never seen a doctor who could surpass Li Dongfang. No, there was no doctor who could be compared with Li Dongfang. Li Dongfang's speed was at least three or four times that of other doctors, not to mention his accuracy. Li Dongfang finished the stitches with just a hook, a pick and a stitch. It was even more standard than the most sophisticated machine.