Chapter 128

appendicitis?

Wang Dali was surprised. NIMA, this disease needs surgery!

In places like primitive tribes, medical conditions are so inadequate that a small appendicitis can kill a small person!

Xiuer shivered when she heard the word appendicitis.

"Oba, I know this appendicitis. There's no way to get better without surgery." Xiuer hurriedly said.

"I know!"

Wang vigorously nodded and said to Benson, "I said, man, why don't you operate on the patient? Aren't you an Explorer?"

Benson smiled bitterly and spread his hand: "as you said, I'm just an explorer. I don't know any skills, and I haven't studied medicine. At best, I can only do a little outdoor rescue. There's still a long way to go from the operation of breaking my stomach and removing my appendix. I don't have the slightest grip at all. Instead of killing the old clan leader directly, I'd better let me commit suicide directly!"

"Well, lead the way quickly!"

Wang Dali's face is as black as the bottom of the pot. NIMA and Aya priestess expect themselves to have appendicitis surgery?

It's too high to see yourself. I'm a financial college student. How can I understand appendectomy? At best, I know a little about primary field rescue, which is far from the level of surgery.

However, it's not easy to refuse at this time.

The party soon came to the rear of the tribe.

In front of a large wooden house, there were already people. In the past, there were nearly a thousand people, old and young, men and women, anxious and painful on their faces, but more despair.

In the wooden house, the torch was lit, the fire was bright, and the painful hum came out, which made people tremble.

Wang Dali, led by the priest ayah, quickly entered the house and came to the bed.

The old patriarch of the crescent tribe is suffering a lot. He covers his right lower abdomen with his hands. Next to him, several indigenous men and women are helpless and anxious.

"Priest Aya, let all irrelevant people go out, Xiu'er, Benson and you stay!" Wang Dali hurried.

"I see!"

Priest Aya waved his hand, and the irrelevant people retreated obediently.

Wang Dali stepped forward, pressed the old patriarch's stomach and confirmed it carefully.

"Ladies and gentlemen, who is a surgeon? In a word, is it acute appendicitis?" Wang Dali now only hopes for the majority of online audiences.

"Preliminary estimate, acute appendix -"

"Yes, the place you press is the position of the appendix. The patient is in great pain -"

"Initially confirm that yes, we must hurry up, otherwise Kwai is dangerous."

Wang Dali breathed a sigh of relief. The online audience still has great power. At the critical time, they have to go out.

"It's acute appendicitis. You must operate immediately and order it. Prepare boiling hot water, high spirits, sharp knives, scissors and clean linen."

Wang Dali paused, swallowed his saliva and hesitated, "are these all there?"

"All of them!" priest Aya quickly waved his hand, and Benson immediately brought up a tray of things, all of which were surgical artifacts.

"It's dangerous without antibiosis drugs!" Benson wanted to cry.

"I have a way!"

Wang Dali took out a rhinoceros leather bag, poured out a glass of Prussian crocodile blood and let the old patriarch drink it.

"Is there any anesthetic?"

Wang Dali suddenly said.

"Yes, it's just a nerve poison. It can be used as an anesthetic in a small amount, but if you use it too much, you will die!" Benson said.

"Then do it quickly, Ma fan patient!" Wang Dali said.

"OK, I'm not to blame for the excess!" Benson smiled bitterly, trembled, stained the poison with bone spurs, pierced the right lower abdomen of the old clan leader, and injected the poison near the appendix.

After a while, the old patriarch's pain eased.

"It worked!" Benson breathed.

Wang Dali took a deep breath and said, "well, I'm going to start the operation. Hold the patient down and don't let him move!"

“OK！”

Wang Dali picked up the knife, baked it on the fire for a while, and quickly cut it

Xiu'er turned and vomited when she saw the blood shooting out.

"Xiu'er, go out and see how the hot water is. Bring it in later!" Wang Dali said, holding on. With God's help, he quickly found the appendix.

Good guy, this thing is black and purulent.

Wang Dali hesitated for a moment and quickly cut.

"Man, stitching is the key!" Benson handed over a catgut, which had been tied with a fishbone.

"You are all ready!" Wang Dali was surprised.

"The old patriarch's appendicitis occurred from time to time some time ago, but no one can operate, and no one has the technology. I haven't tried, so I can only stare. However, I have considered the preparation for the operation!"

Wang Dali quickly sutured the incision of the appendix.

"Do you have antibiotics?" Wang Dali said.

"Don't be funny, man. How could there be such a thing?" Benson smiled bitterly.

"It seems that I have to use my method!"

Wang Dali drenched the blood of the Prussian giant crocodile on the stitched wound, and then let the old clan leader who endured the pain drink a few mouthfuls. After a while, the old clan leader was hot all over.

Wang Dali's eyes are sharp. He has seen the subtle parts of the wound and is slowly healing.

"Yes!"

Wang Dali surprise, is worthy of the essence of extraordinary life, speeding healing is not covered, the old patriarch, should be able to save lives.

When everything is done, the sky is white.

"Man, this is a success?" Benson was a little incredible.

"Well, if you succeed, you can save your life as long as you survive the infection!" Wang Dali said.

"What can I do? There are no antibiosis drugs!" Benson was distressed.

"Don't worry. Every half an hour, let him drink the blood of the Prussian giant crocodile. There are super anti biotic factors in it. I promise 100% that his life will be saved!"

Wang vigorously patted Benson on the shoulder and turned out of the patriarch's cabin.

"Thank you so much!" priest Aya didn't know how to thank him.

"No, saving people is a good deed!" Wang vigorously waved his hand and was afraid. If there were not two highly skilled surgeons who gave on-site guidance to themselves through the God system just now, I was afraid that the operation would have broken the dish.

"Aya priest, how are the survivors captured by the moon eclipse tribe?" Wang Dali said.

"I'm sorry!" the Aya priest shook his head and sighed: "just got the news, they will be presented as a tribute to the dominator today!"

"What, just today?" Wang Dali was surprised.

"Yes, today, if we start now, we should still be able to catch up and watch them be eaten!"

"Fake oil!" Wang Dali really wants to curse his mother.