Chapter 709

How different are we from our ancestors?

In those moments of arrogance, barbarism, stupidity, ignorance and helplessness, how much difference is there

It's already dark. In this operating room of the mental and psychological building of the Dongzhou medical department base, a lobectomy is in progress.

The chief surgeon Liu Chuanhong, the anesthesiologists around the operating table, Yizhu, Erzhu, etc. heard the noise outside, but they all held their breath. Professor Lu Qiqing was in a coma state under general anesthesia, and the operation was completed on one side.

"Ready to cut." Liu Chuanhong said that in the operating room, the old seal stone had been set up for a long time, and the team of old seal personnel was ready to deal with the abnormal situation that happened at any time.

Sun Yuheng was a help to the operation. He and Gu Jun, Wang Ruoxiang and Cai Zixuan came to Dongzhou Tianji bureau at the same time. Originally, he was promoted to one aid in such a short time. Normally, he was a rare talent, but his light was covered up by several students, and he was almost unable to enter the incantation department.

Liu Chuanhong is holding a cutter and steadily probes into the hole in Professor Lu's left skull to cut off several nerve fibers.

There was more noise coming from outside. Suddenly, the whole building was shocked. Even the shadowless lamp on the operating table was shaking.

It seems that just now, there was a huge earthquake.

And the chaos was getting worse, bang, bang, bang, bang, gunfire.

Liu Chuanhong's right hand could stop. The cutter in his hand almost deviated from the predetermined cutting position and stabbed to other parts of the brain. In that case, it would inevitably cause unpredictable consequences and even make the patient unable to wake up again.

The cold sweat fell from the chief knife's forehead to the mask. The itinerant nurse nearby quickly went to wipe it, and the main knife took a deep breath.

All of them didn't speak, their heart rate quickened and they couldn't help shaking their spirits.

"Continue the operation. Get ready to cut." Liu Chuanhong's voice calms morale. No matter what's going on outside, they should focus on the operating table in front of them.

People no longer pay attention to the rapid and fierce gunfire outside, as well as the continuous slight vibration of the building. Liu Chuanhong aims the cutter at the predetermined nerve fiber and pulls the tension bar of the cutter handle. It seems that there is a click, and the steel ring of the cutter pops up and rotates to complete the cutting.

This is the first nerve fiber transection in the anterior lobe of Professor Lu, and it is also the first experimental treatment for patients with petrochemical disease.

There was silence in the operating room. Nothing happened. There was no mental shock wave. There was no illusion.

Even the screens of the instruments that monitor the vital signs and brain waves of the landing professor have not changed much, and they are still relatively stable.

A lot of medical staff, old seal staff are not sure what this is, but it usually means Invalid.

A trace of disappointment actually spread in their hearts. Like nightmares, one of the most effective manifestations of lobectomy is that when the nerve fibers of the patients are cut off, the patients will release mental shock, so that at the early stage of cutting off this step, Gu Jun can only operate in the operating room alone.

But now there is no response at all, which may mean that the connection between the patients with petrochemical diseases and abnormal forces does not lie in the cerebral lobes, which cannot be cut off here.

But at the moment, none of them can be sure whether it is or not, and Professor Lu is unable to express his symptoms.

So in any case, the operation can only continue. The operation is like a train with no suspension. Once it leaves the platform, it can only drive to its end.

"The patient has no abnormal reaction, no vision." Liu Chuanhong made a report on the operation of the cutter to the next predetermined position, "the operation continues."

At the same time, the gunfire outside did not abate. They suddenly heard an explosion, and their hearts were still torn. They could hear that it was a shell explosion. A communication horn on the wall of the operating room soon said, "please have a safe operation in the operating room. There is an attack of abnormal forces outside, and the situation is still under control."

Obviously, the command center also knows that it is impossible that these deafening gunfire will not affect their psychological state.

"It's a statue of Dr. Gu." Liu Chuanhong told others, concentrating on himself and others, "the enemy wants to destroy the statue of doctor Gu. We do our job. Professor Lu is still waiting for us to complete this operation. The spirit of Dr. Gu will bless our success. The operation will continue! "

Everyone nodded well. Sun Yuheng also stabilized his mind and continued his work.

Gu Jun is the kind of person who makes him feel inferior to himself. When he first heard the news of Gu Jun's death, he was shocked, regretted and sad.

Now, sun Yuheng is a little dissatisfied with why he can't get into the incantation department. However, the more he is like this, the more he has to fight. At the beginning, Gu Jun alone to face the mental impact of patients with nightmares, will not be easier than now. We can't let Dongda have its prestige. He can't afford to lose it.

Sun yuhengwei laughed at himself and resolved the tension, so he devoted himself to the operation.The explosion of shells was heard again and again outside the building, and the indistinct human voice did not stop, but became faster and more chaotic.

All of a sudden, they heard the first scream, but the scream stopped suddenly, and then there were more shouts and gunshots

Someone died. The scream was the last echo before the victim died.

The defense line centered on the statue of Gu Jun is undoubtedly under severe impact.

Liu Chuanhong once again pulled the brace of the cutter handle to cut off the second nerve fiber position, and soon the third position was completed.

The lobes were cut off, and without a breath of relief, they began to close the skull and suture.

The night outside was darker, and all kinds of chaotic noises did not stop. The second scream appeared, followed by the third

It's not clear how many people's screams, angry shouts, crazy shouting mixed into the sound wave.

It seems that a defense line has been lost, and those who are undergoing surgery do not even know what the enemy they are facing is like. There is only a faint roar of flood and some indescribable strange sounds.

Outside the operating room is a world, inside the operating room is another world.

Stick to the operating table, just like those who stick to the defense line.

After finishing the left side skull, they went to the right side, turned Professor Lu to a good position and began to cut the scalp.

After a while, the high-speed rotation of the electric drill sounded again. Liu Chuanhong took the electric drill to drill holes in Professor Lu's right skull, and the bone slag splashed slightly.

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