Chapter 305 Groundwater
The surgery continues, and the surgeon's mental state is experiencing a sustainable breakdown.
The earthquake did not bring much substantial damage, but it made the already worrying sterile environment even worse. Even if he used his best imagination in two lifetimes, he would never have imagined that there would be an earthquake during surgery or a contamination source falling from the sky.
Although the reaction was timely and the cotton cloth blocked the falling dust, the invisible particles in the air must be everywhere now, and God knows what the concentration is.
Now I can only count on the Heavenly Father. I hope that he will see that believers are injured in their own fields and do something to reduce the chance of infection.
Kraft, who was on the verge of tears, speeded up his hands again, trying to solve the problem faster.
However, it turns out that some things are not subject to subjective will. It was the fastest way to hit a bone with a chisel, but it still took him a little slower than expected to knock out a circle on the bone.
Then use as even a force as possible, like opening the lid of a pressure cooker, to open the thing and release the internal pressure.
A colloid-like substance that was dazzlingly red in color and slightly dull in part bulged out from the newly opened gap. Due to the large amount, it took on a form like an uncondensed egg liquid in a pot, and it undulated subtly with changes in pressure.
Kraft gently used small round-nose pliers to grasp a piece with a relatively high degree of coagulation, picked it up and placed it on the cotton cloth in the tray. Against the white background, the bloodshot clot looked like cilia extending out. Some kind of red parasite.
David finally couldn't hold it any longer and turned his head to let the scene disappear from his eyes, otherwise he might have vomited it out. It was indeed the right thing not to choose surgery.
Although there is no suction device, the entire cleaning process is not much slower. The operation is close to using a small spoon and chopsticks to dish out a soup dish with too much water, but try to avoid touching the bottom of the plate.
We must be thankful that this is another case of epidural hemorrhage, otherwise we would have to cut the dura mater, clean up the congestion, and sew the meninges back together. This also reminded him of the importance of preparing an absorbable suture to deal with situations where sutures cannot be removed.
After checking that there was no active bleeding, Kraft began closing and suturing the wound. After some hesitation, he still placed a small silver tube in place, placed it diagonally into the incision, wrapped it twice more with sutures, and fixed it on the scalp.
It was supposed to be part of the new experimental equipment, replacing the too fragile glass tube in some areas where transparency was not required, but Kraft unexpectedly discovered that, apart from not being soft enough, the tube was actually very suitable for use as a drainage tube.
It is inevitable that there will be blood and fluid in such a large wound. In order to prevent accumulation, it is necessary to put a tube to guide it out.
Usually the drainage tube is a hose made of rubber or some polymer material, connected to a negative pressure bag, but conditions are limited, so we can only make do.
This makes the painting style rather strange. The patient's head after suturing is like a baseball with a silver straw inserted into it.
Finally, the patient's head was wrapped with several layers of bandages that were firm but not tight, loose but not loose, and a torturous operation finally came to an end.
The matter is far from over. The patient will lie in a separate ward of the clinic and receive special monitoring for at least half a month. There is no need to worry about cost-effectiveness, it is the most beneficial thing for him to survive.
Before being pushed out of the operating room, Kraft opened the patient's eyelids for the last time. The vertical downward nystagmus still appeared from time to time. His consciousness was still wandering on the edge of the eternal sea of death, stirred by the deep tide.
"What's next?"
"Let him lie still and don't move around. Get a small bottle to collect the fluid flowing out. I want to know the daily amount." Kraft knew that what he could do here was over, and the patient's fate would follow. would be left in his own hands and in the hands of probability.
It has to be said that doctors are all involved in metaphysics. After all, medicine is far from exhausting the mysteries of life. Clinical experience always fluctuates between "can all of this work?" and "doesn't this work?"
After sending the patient to the ward, he walked around the remaining comatose patients. Those who may have just suffered concussions or minor brain contusions and lacerations have begun to wake up. They are thinking about three major philosophical issues under an unfamiliar ceiling. It will take a long time to fully recover. a while.
Because there are fewer patients with intracranial hematoma who choose conservative treatment, although there is no deterioration, there is no improvement trend for a while. It would be nice to have antibiotics on hand. At this time, I really miss the antibiotics that cost the same as a popsicle, even if it is not an intravenous injection but an oral version, so that I can choose a more active treatment method.
Daydreaming was good. Kraft was immersed in the wonderful fantasy of "moldy oranges suddenly starting to produce antibacterial drugs in large quantities" for a while. He reluctantly left the ward and took Brother Wadding to the room upstairs.
In an environment of relative secrecy, they were finally able to talk about what they were seeing about the situation.
"This is no ordinary earthquake."
"Are you sure?" Just letting this speculation go through his mind, Vadin felt that the cold hair on the back of his neck could open his collar, allowing the cool air blowing from the ground to pour in. "Is there any unnatural power?" It caused an earthquake, but that would be too..."
It's too exaggerated.
People can accept evil beings as a cause of disaster, causing houses to be haunted, fields to be barren, water sources to be polluted, and at most to invade churches. That is already a big deal.
To the extent that it shakes up the entire city and causes large-scale panic is simply unheard of and unseen. Not to mention that this city is Dunling, the religious center of the kingdom.
"And why is today the day when we leave the city?"
Although it sounds a bit self-aware, the timing was really coincidental. Just as several of their insiders of the recent abnormal events were outside the city, an earthquake occurred in the city.
Is it possible that they are so big-hearted that they have to wait for a few tiny creatures that are worse than insects to them to go far away before letting the power that can shake the earth take a look?
"That's not necessarily true." Kraft also had this thought, but immediately found an explanation from another angle, "Our travel time is not determined by ourselves."
"What do you mean?" The monk sorted out all his thoughts from seeing the sky clearing up in the morning to traveling to Yorkcraft. He was very sure that every decision was completely voluntary, and no one tried to influence his subjective will.
"It is determined by the weather. We have wanted to visit Green for a long time, so we will definitely leave as soon as possible on the first day when the weather clears. It is not a random choice."
Green's previous description of the heavy rain in the world on the other side of the dream brought inspiration. From the perspective of anomalies, changes in the weather in the present world should also be mapped to the deep layers, inducing beings in the deep layers to take various actions. This loose logic makes sense.
"Then why does rain cause earthquakes?" This is another question.
"Water level?"
Perhaps in other places it will take time for surface water to seep into the ground. In Dunling, a piece of land covered by a dense drainage system, the time difference between changes in precipitation and the rise and fall of groundwater levels has been greatly reduced.
Considering that sewers are guided, the water level changes caused may not be uniform, but may be drastic changes in groundwater levels in a specific area, stimulating things that are highly dependent on water.
"I have to go back to that hall as soon as possible."
Things are not entirely unclear. If there is a place that is closest to the answer, it must be in the deeply buried hall and under the huge hexagonal well that swallows water.
Thanks to the group friend for correcting me, "If you are a poor person, you should work harder". The direction of nystagmus is divided into fast phase and slow phase. The slow phase is the movement of tracking objects. The movement of jumping back to the original position is the fast phase, and the actual direction of nystagmus is is a fast phase, so all the "vertical upward tremors" in the first two chapters have been changed to "vertical downward tremors"! Σ()
The consequences of the failure of neurology and ophthalmology to understand are revealed (sadness)