Chapter 1001

On the night when I was hospitalized, Zhukov, who got the news, sent zikov to inform me that the appointment of sending me to the reserve front army as chief of staff was cancelled, which made me feel at ease to stay in the hospital, and then reconsider my work arrangement after I recovered.

I thought that when I heard the news, I would have a deep sense of loss. Unexpectedly, after bezikov announced Zhukov's order, I breathed a sigh of relief. After more than a year's continuous fighting, I felt physically and mentally exhausted. Now that my superiors take the initiative to give me a holiday, I will take this opportunity to cultivate for a period of time.

After reading out the order, bezikov was deeply afraid of my bad ideas and comforted me, saying, "Rita, as you know, it's a time of war. Although the reserve front army is a reserve force, the post of chief of staff can't be vacant for a long time, so a new chief of staff has been temporarily appointed. You can be at ease in the hospital for treatment. When you are fully recovered, with your friendship with Marshal Zhukov, he will certainly be able to arrange a proper job for you. "

I gave bezikov a grateful smile and then said, "don't worry, Colonel bezikov. I won't have any psychological burden. Even after fighting for more than a year, I'm tired. I'll take advantage of the opportunity to have a good rest for a while. "

"Are you really OK?" Although bzikov heard me say this, he still asked with half faith: "we are friends. If you have something on your mind, you must tell me."

"It's OK. It's really OK. Don't, Colonel zikov." I saw that he had doubts about my words, so I quickly made it clear to him: "I will not bear any psychological burden for such a small matter. You've been out for a long time today. You'd better go back early. Maybe the superior has any tasks to assign to you. "

"Well, since you say so, I'll go back first." When he went out, he specially told me: "if there is anything, you can call directly, or ask captain Yushchenko to send someone to find me."

"All right, Captain, I see." After that, I asked Yushchenko, who was standing outside the door: "Captain, do you hear what the Colonel just said?"

"Yes, comrade commander." Yushchenko replied respectfully, "if I have something to do, I will send someone immediately to find Comrade colonel."

When bezikov heard Yushchenko say this, he nodded with satisfaction and turned away from my ward.

For the next two days, the nurse came to give me eye drops in the early morning. After mydriasis, doctor Sergey came to check me. After the next day's examination, Sergey said to me politely, "Comrade General, I want to operate on you tomorrow. Do you think it's ok?"

"Comrade Sergei, you are a doctor, and I am only your patient." Has the final say, "what time do you have to do the surgery?"

When he saw that I agreed to have an operation tomorrow, he continued: "Comrade General, you must know that no matter what operation, there will be certain risks, that is, no matter how skillful doctors are, there will be accidents in the process of operation. I'm telling you this now to prepare you psychologically. "

When I heard Sergei say that, my heart immediately panicked. My heart said that there was an accident. What accident would happen during the operation? According to the medical knowledge I learned from the nurses, I know that to do retinal repair surgery is to open the eyeball. If you have any accident when you do the surgery for me, won't my eyes be reimbursed? If I'm a pirate, I'll be a one eyed pirate; But now I'm a general. If I become a Cyclops, how can I go out to meet people.

Sergey didn't know that there was a fierce struggle in my heart, and said to himself: "when repairing the retina, you need to open the eyeball, which may affect your cornea..."

Before he finished, I raised my hand and interrupted him. I couldn't wait to ask, "Comrade Sergei, I want to find out one thing. Will I be in danger of blindness after this operation tomorrow?"

Sergey may not have thought that I would suddenly ask this question, but he was stunned. After a moment's silence, he said carefully: "Comrade General, I have just said that even if the medical skill is excellent, accidents may occur during the operation. I've been in this business for more than ten years, and I've done more than 500 eye surgeries, with a success rate of about 90%... "

Although the proportion is very high under the current medical conditions, I'm still not sure. I'm afraid that I will become one of the hapless 10%. Thinking of this, I cried and said to Sergei, "Comrade Sergei, I beg you, tomorrow's operation must be successful. I don't want to wear a black eye mask when I go out in the future."

My words made Sergei silent again. After a long time, he gritted his teeth and said to me, "Comrade General, don't worry. Although I'm the chief surgeon tomorrow, the president of the hospital, o'siminin, will also come to the scene to observe and guide. I think the chance of your successful operation is still very high."

When I heard Sergei's promise, I was finally relieved. Besides, I remembered that krochkov had said that he was an excellent ophthalmologist. It should be no big problem for him to operate on me. After putting down the big stone in my heart, I was deeply afraid that he would bear too much psychological burden in tomorrow's operation because of my identity, so I comforted him in turn and said, "doctor, don't care what level I am now, just treat me as an ordinary patient, and treat me as you should."

When I finished this sentence, I found that Sergey seemed to be relieved. I suddenly realized that he was nervous when he just gave me the preoperative doctor's advice.

On the day of the operation, just at eight o'clock, a male nurse pushed a wheelchair into my room, parked the car in front of and behind my bed, and respectfully said to me, "Comrade commander, please sit up. I'll push you to the operating room."

I nodded and sat on it carelessly. He pushed me out. As soon as he got to the door, Yushchenko put out his hand to stop the nurse. Then he bent down and asked me, "Comrade commander, do you want us to go with you?"

I looked at Yushchenko, who was fully armed, and the two soldiers standing there like nails outside the door. I slowly shook my head and said, "no, comrade captain. If you go to the door of the operating room in this dress, it will cause great psychological pressure to the doctor in charge of the operation and affect his normal performance. You'd better stay here. Anyway, it's a small operation and it won't take long

After Yushchenko let me go, the nurse pushed my wheelchair and walked along the corridor. When I got to the end of the corridor, the wheelchair turned a corner and let me see the two closed glass doors of the operating room at a glance. The nurse pushed the wheelchair to the glass door, stopped, went around to the front, opened the door, turned back and pushed the wheelchair into the operating room.

The nurse pushed me to an operating bed, made a gesture and said to me, "Comrade commander, you will have an operation here later. Please lie down first. The doctor will come soon."

I got out of the wheelchair, climbed onto the operating bed and lay on my back. At the same time, I politely and sincerely said to the nurse, "thank you!"

"Never mind, comrade commander!" After the nurse politely replied to me, he pushed the wheelchair out of the operating room.

I was lying on the cold operating table, and I was very nervous. I didn't know when Sergei would come for my operation. I'm even thinking that it's better to get out of bed and walk around than to lie here and wait.

Just as I was daydreaming, I heard the door of the operating room ring, and then came the footsteps of several people. Before I could look back, I heard osimin's familiar voice: "good morning, Comrade General!"

Hearing that there was osirminin, I quickly stood up and said hello to the old president: "good morning, President osirminin!" Seeing that Sergei was next to him, I added, "Hello, comrade Sergei!"

Seeing that I wanted to sit up, Sergei quickly stepped up to me, held me up and said, "Comrade General, lie down. We're going to have an operation on you soon."

After I lay down, I looked at Sergei and asked, "how long will it take for today's operation?"

"It won't be long. It will be soon." After answering me, Sergey said hastily, "I'll change first, and I'll talk to you later." With that, he went to the next dressing room with osimin and the nurse.

After I lay on the operating bed for a long time, Sergei and osimin, who had changed into surgical clothes, came to me again. O'siminin lowered his head and said to me with a smile: "Comrade General, today's operation is operated by Dr. Sergey. I will be watching all the time. You can rest assured."

Seeing the dean and the doctor with the highest skill standing in front of me, I nodded with satisfaction and said, "if you're ready, let's start."

Sergey turned to the nurse next to him and said, "it's time to prepare for the operation."

With his instructions, the nurse came to me, bent down and carefully cut off the eyelashes of my left eye with medical scissors. After the preparation, she stood up and nodded at Sergey.

Then it was Sergey's turn to do it himself. He cautiously gave me three injections in the corner of my left eye and three injections in my lower eye. But I could not help shivering when I heard the sound of the needle piercing my skin.

Sergei, who was in the process of injection, noticed my little action. He quickly stopped and said to me, "Comrade General, I'll give you an anti-inflammatory injection and anesthetic. Don't worry. It won't hurt too much."

Because the tip of the needle is staying in the position of my eye socket, I can't nod my head, I can only reluctantly give a "um" to show that I know.

After anti-inflammatory injections and anesthetics, the nurse who just trimmed my eyelashes came over and pasted a piece of khaki tape on my eyes. When I was in the dark and didn't understand what was going on, I heard the sound of the tape being cut by the scalpel, and then my left eye was bright again. At this moment, I understand that the original tape is to fix the eyelids, to facilitate the next operation.

When Sergey's scalpel carefully cut a hole in my eyeball, I couldn't help holding my breath nervously. I was afraid that my tiny movements would affect the scalpel in his hand.

When Sergey was skillfully repairing the retina through the incision, osimin, who was standing beside him, kept whispering something, because his speed was too fast and his voice was too small. I didn't hear a word clearly, but I could guess that he was guiding Sergey.

I don't know how long after that, I vaguely heard Sergey breathe a sigh of relief, and stopped his action. I just wanted to ask if the operation was over. But heard him turn to the side of the nurse said: "intraocular pressure is too low, injection of 5cc gas." The nurse agreed, took a needle tube from the side, stabbed it at my eyeball. When I didn't work hard, I felt my eyeballs were swollen. It should be the gas injected by the nurse that had an effect. After the nurse finished the series of operations, I heard o'siminin say to Sergei, "you can sew it up. You can come in person."“ All right Sergey readily agreed and sewed up the wound on my eyeball. I waited for him to finish all this and stand up straight again before I asked tentatively, "Comrade Sergei, is the operation finished?"“ Yes, Comrade General. " Without waiting for Sergei to answer, osimi Ning next to him answered, "the operation has been completed. It's very successful. Next we'll send you back to the ward."“ Thank goodness, it's finally done. " I said, trying to sit up and go back to the ward by myself. Unexpectedly, Sergei pressed my shoulder and said nervously, "Comrade General, don't move. Be careful to crack the wound that has just been sewn." Then he looked up and said to the nurse standing next to him, "Comrade nurse, go and call the nurse in and ask them to push the general back to the ward." Not long after the nurse left, she came back with two male nurses. Osimin pointed at me and said, "you two, take the general back to the ward." Two nurses agreed to go forward and push my operating bed. When we returned to the ward, Yushchenko met us and said anxiously, "thank God, comrade commander, your operation has been finished. We're going crazy waiting here. " Looking back on my experience in the operation, I felt that it didn't take long. But why was Yushchenko so anxious? He asked casually, "how long has the operation been done?"“ Five hours, five hours Yushchenko spread his palm in front of me and said, "you went in at eight in the morning. It's one o'clock at noon now."