Different World Development Manual Chapter 66: Rescue the wounded

　　 In the aisle of the hospital, Legion Commander Lei Ting looked at the soldiers who were sent to various operating rooms and temporary operating rooms by Chinese medical staff, with a trace of anxiety on his face.

Ran Xu on the side of 　　 comforted: "Commander Thunder, believe us, we will do our best to rescue your comrades in arms from the hands of death."

　　 Most of the guys sent to the operating room were guys who would die if they couldn't be cured in a short time. Even with magic, these warriors with broken arms and legs might not survive.

　　 There is no dwarf magician in the Thunder's legion, let alone a priest who is very rare for dwarves.

　　The medical attainments of the black iron dwarves are only limited to bandage explosions, splint fixation, and herbal compresses.

　　The dwarves who put all their talents on ironing, forging, and combat can be said to be mediocre in medicine and herbalism.

　　Thunder can only secretly pray that his brothers can survive this level.

　　 The wounded of the Dark Iron Dwarf Legion were rushed to the hospital in the base as soon as possible. Nurse Ke Qiuyan and his colleagues were rushing to the operating room pushing the portable ambulance bed.

　　 Lying on the portable ambulance bed is a black iron dwarf warrior whose legs were bitten by a monster, and the wounds caused by the monster almost reached the root of his thigh.

　　 Ke Qiuyan shouted: "Hurry up! Hurry up!"

　　The door to the operating room had already been opened for Ke Qiuyan and the others, and everyone pushed the dwarf into the operating room.

　　 "Come on! Bring it up!"

　　 Several people worked together and lifted the tall one of the black iron dwarves, who was 1.5 meters tall and weighed 140, onto the operating table.

　　 is just a broken leg, which makes this dwarf not so crowded now.

Doctor 　　 began to dismantle the broken cloak and coarse cotton coat on the dark iron dwarf. He buried his head and sorted out the simple bandages and clothing on the wound. At the same time, he asked: "Black Iron Have you got the dwarf information?"

　　 Ke Qiuyan was already sweating profusely at this time, panting slightly, and pushing the dwarf all the way to run over is indeed a little tired: "Well... I got it, just like our humans on earth, A, B, AB, O."

　　 The doctor nodded: "Confirm the blood of the wounded."

　　 "Yes!"

　　 Ke Qiuyan immediately took the test tube and took a little blood from the dark iron dwarf, turned around and ran to the side to determine the blood of the wounded.

　　 And the doctor put the oxygen mask on the black iron dwarf’s mouth and said to another nurse: "Hold it down."

　　 "Understand."

　　The armor of the dark iron dwarf is now a nuisance for the doctors who perform the operation. He glanced at the iron armor of the dwarf’s legs and frowned: "Bring the chainsaw and put it on my leg. Saw his armor."

　　 "Yes!"

　　 A small circular chainsaw was brought over, and the nurse immediately saw the chainsaw on the dwarf’s armor with a sound.

　　 "Sedatives!"

　　 Fortunately, the dwarf was in a coma, but the operation woke him up, and the doctor quickly injected the dwarf with a tranquilizer.

　　 "Crack!"

　　After a short while, all the armor on the dwarf’s legs had been removed, and several doctors and nurses were panting, ignoring that they were already covered in blood.

　　 "Narcotic!"

　　 "Yes!"

　　A nurse looked at the heart rate chart next to him and reminded: "The heart rate of the wounded has dropped."

　　 yelled: "Xiao Ke, is there any blood type?"

　　 Ke Qiuyan was also sweating profusely at this time, just got the blood type, immediately shouted: "O type!"

　　 "Go! Hurry up!"

　　 "Yes!"

　　 Ke Qiuyan hurriedly went to the cabinet next to her, took out a bag of O-type blood and ran over, hung up immediately, and began to transport it into the dwarf.

　　 "Stop the bleeding!"

　　 "Understand!"

　　 "Scalpel!"

　　 "Scissors!"

　　Several doctors cut off the minced meat of the black iron dwarf’s legs, studied the injury a little, and muttered: "It must be cut off."

　　Thunder in the operating room didn't know what was going on inside. In Thunder's imagination, it was probably a few Chinese priests or wizards surrounding his comrades-in-arms and brothers, continuing to cast magic to help their lives.

　　 The anxious wait is very long, and the time for several disappearances is like several days for Thunder.

　　 As the green light of the operating room came on, the people in the operating room were slowly turned on. Several nurses with blood stains all over their bodies pushed a black iron dwarf who had undergone the operation out.

　　Thunder hurriedly greeted him and looked at the dwarf brother lying on the white bed with tears in his eyes.

　　 Ke Qiuyan looked at Ran Xu, who was standing next to him, and quickly reported the situation: "It has been rescued, but the limb is amputated, and the leg cannot be saved. I am afraid I can only use a wheelchair or a prosthetic in the future."

　　 Ran Xu nodded and saluted the group of military doctors: "Thanks for your hard work."

　　 turned her head and translated Ke Qiuyan's words to the waiting side of Thunder, and saw Thunder watching the amputated black iron dwarf being retreated, taking a step on his hind legs, and sitting weakly on a chair in the aisle , Yang Tian sighed: "It's fine to be alive."

　　 Lei Ting was somewhat grateful to Ran Xu and the Chinese people. When accepting the help of Hua Xia, Lei Ting was still a bit hesitant. After all, when a stranger suddenly appeared in front of him and offered help to himself, everyone would be suspicious.

　　 But there were too many wounded, and the Chinese said that they planned to establish diplomatic relations with the Dark Iron Kingdom, as well as the well-known Aghanim brave.

　　 Although he has never seen the brave himself, subjectively, Thunder still believes that these Chinese people came with kindness.

　　 With so many wounded under his staff, after seeing the strong fighting power of the Chinese, Thunder only had dead horses as doctors, in case these wounded were rescued.

　　If there were no Chinese, these wounded would definitely not be able to return to Hammer Castle and receive treatment.

　　 Without these Chinese people, their legion would repeat the same mistakes two years ago.

　　 Lei Ting raised his head, looked at Ran Xu standing in front of him, and said solemnly: "Thank you."

　　 Ran Xu smiled lightly: "It's a matter of raising your hand."

　　 "Hurry up!"

　　 At this time, another seriously injured dwarf warrior was pushed into the operating room. Thunder glanced at it, and was slightly surprised. How fast this Huaxia can save people.

　　 Under Qi Ye's order, although the large hospital has not enough operating rooms, many operating rooms have been temporarily opened.

　　 At the same time, inside and outside the hospital, there are also many rooms for the treatment of dwarves.

　　 Those black iron dwarf warriors who were slightly injured and moderately injured without entering the operating room were dealt with by military doctors and nurses outside.

　　 The bandaging technique of the dwarves is really not flattering. There are so many wounded that many soldiers from the base rushed to help.

　　 took apart the dirty yellowing bandage on the dwarf’s wound, sprayed it with alcohol, and listened to the dwarf’s heart-piercing screams. The soldiers don’t care about so much, but the only words they know The black iron dwarf said soothingly: "Hold back, heal, friend."

　　 Regardless of whether the dwarves like killing pigs can understand or not, it is important to treat the wound.

　　 After disinfection, the white gauze and bandage were immediately wrapped up.

　　 Those who need splints have also been properly put on new splints.

　　 The dwarves who were "killed" by the Chinese people just like pigs~IndoMTL.com~Looking at this brand new bandage, the brand new splint, the pain has relieved a lot of wounds, and I look at the Chinese people who are healing themselves , Showing a simple and honest smile, speaking the only Chinese sentence he learned, gratefully said: "Crab crab!"

　　 Qi Ye and An Rui looked at the report in their hands. Within a day, the base rescued 221 Dark Iron Dwarves. ,

　　 168 of them were slightly injured and moderately injured. After the wounds were treated, they were already alive and kicking. They were like a curious child entering the playground in the base, looking around.

　　 53 people were seriously injured, 7 died, and only 46 survived after treatment. They are currently lying in the ward, receiving follow-up treatment and care.

　　 Although 7 people died, this result is undoubtedly the best result for the legion commander Thunder, even in Hammer Castle, and even instantly returned to the king's capital of the Dark Iron Kingdom. These under his command It is impossible for the soldiers to be saved so many.

　　In the eyes of Thunder, the Huaxia people undoubtedly created a huge medical miracle.

　　 An Rui, the deputy commander of the vacant base with the rank of colonel, looked at this report and excitedly said: "Boss Qi, he is destroying Beamon and saving the Dark Iron Dwarf Legion.

　　With this gift, our diplomatic actions in the Dark Iron Kingdom will become much easier. "

　　 Qi Ye chuckled, scratched his forehead, clicked on the strange report on the desktop, and said, “Don’t forget that the smell of burning gasoline and diesel is also a huge temptation for dwarves.

　　 By the way, tonight, the base canteen will be temporarily changed to a bimon meal, so that everyone can relax. "