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Chapter 922: The Young Marquis's Broken Engagement Wife (44)

Shangguan Ruojin, who was about to perform surgery, looked at the people surrounding him and frowned slightly. "Why are you looking at me? Hurry up and get the operating room ready. The light here is not bright enough. Go get the combination lamp we used last time."

The so-called combination lamp is to add a mirror behind the candle.

Although the effect produced by this method is bright, it will be dazzling to the eyes after a long time. However, this operation is more difficult than any other time. Without sufficient light, it is very likely to go wrong.

Everyone took action, not only out of concern for the patient's injuries, but also out of excitement about witnessing a medical miracle.

"I will definitely be the chief assistant this time!" Doctor Zhao vowed.

"Hmph!" This was Doctor He, who didn't get along well with him. "Forget it. The chief assistant will definitely be Miss Luoyue. At most, she'll be a reserve!"

"I'm good at acupuncture, and I can use acupuncture anesthesia when necessary!" Doctor Zhao said without giving up.

At this time, Shangguan Ruojin stood beside Yuan Zheng and said, "Mao Nu, relax. I'll take care of everything. I won't let you lose your left hand. We agreed that when you come back, we'll go hunting together!"

Yuan Zheng was in so much pain that he couldn't speak. He was mainly afraid that he would wail as soon as he opened his mouth, so he clenched his teeth tightly.

But such a strong person also began to cry after hearing the word "Mao Nu".

These tears were not entirely because his left hand was broken, but because he might never be able to fulfill his promise to go hunting with Shangguan Ruojin.

What's more, he might leave the army. Thinking that he might not see Shangguan Ruojin again in the future, he had an urge to speak out his heart.

But he held back, because he felt that he was no longer worthy of Shangguan Ruojin. Letting her know this at this time would only add to her troubles.

I don’t know if a military general could have so many twists and turns in his mind. Shangguan Ruojin just thought that his tears were due to the pain of his wound.

"Don't be afraid, the pain will go away soon!" Shangguan Ruojin suddenly said this.

Luo Yue, who was standing beside him, was completely confused. This seemed unlucky and scary.

Look, the former lieutenant general is crying even more. He is probably scared by his own young lady and thinks he is going to die.

"Miss, do you want to change your words?" Luo Yue reminded her a little embarrassedly, "Look at General Yuan, he's crying even more."

Yuan Zheng wanted to explain, but before he could open his mouth, he felt a soft silk handkerchief brushing across his face, wiping away the dampness. Then he heard that familiar voice gently say, "Don't be afraid, I'll give you Ma Fei San!"

As he spoke, the warm medicine entered his mouth and Yuan Zheng's consciousness began to blur.

The operation begins.

Shangguan Ruojin used the "silk thread" given to her by her uncle to start suturing Yuan Zheng's left hand.

This "silk thread" is much thinner than the previous mulberry bark thread, and can even connect some tiny blood vessels.

In the makeshift operating room, the candlelight reflected by the bronze mirror made the place as bright as day.

Because it was a bit dazzling, Shangguan Ruojin could only squint his eyes slightly. Fortunately, even so, he could still see Yuan Zheng's wound clearly.

In order to keep the operating room clean and reduce the risk of infection after Yuan Zheng's operation, these people were "fully armed". Not to mention masks, even their hair was wrapped tightly with cloth.

At this point, the operation was already halfway through. The heat and nervousness caused beads of sweat to seep from Shangguan Ruojin's forehead. However, she was well aware of the time-effectiveness of the Ma Fei Powder, so when the sweat had already obscured her vision, she ordered, "Luoyue, wipe the sweat!"

Upon hearing this order, Luoyue immediately picked up a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from Shangguan Ruojin's forehead and between his eyebrows.

Dr. Zhao and Dr. He were both chosen as assistants because they had both participated in this type of operation before.

They stood on both sides of Shangguan Ruojin, one was responsible for stopping the bleeding, and the other was ready to use acupuncture to numb Yuan Zheng's pain at any time - because no one knew when Yuan Zheng would regain his sense of pain.

The operating room was so quiet that the only sounds left were breathing and the clatter of instruments.

Although Shangguan Ruojin was very nervous, her fingers were very steady.

The "silk thread" that was so thin that it was almost transparent moved in her hands like a snake.

Reconnect the broken tendons and blood vessels little by little.

Her movements were precise and swift, as if she had rehearsed them in her mind thousands of times. It was hard to tell that this was her first time performing such an operation.

"The blood vessels have been connected, now start suturing the muscles." She whispered to herself, confirming Yuan Zheng's wound with silk gloves.

After there are no problems, the next step begins.

Doctor Zhao, standing nearby, couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, "I wonder what this thread is made of. It's able to suture blood vessels so delicately. If we were still using mulberry bark thread, it would never be possible to achieve this level of detail."

Although Doctor He was at odds with him, he couldn't help but agree at this moment and said, "Doctor Shangguan's medical skills are indeed superb. When she just mentioned this operation, I was skeptical. Now it seems that I was just too ignorant."

Yuan Zheng was still sleeping under the effect of Ma Fei San, but he was not completely unconscious.

The pain from the wound made him frown slightly.

Shangguan Ruojin glanced at him. In order to reduce his pain, she sped up, hoping to finish the operation as soon as possible.

But it seemed that this was not enough. Seeing his frown growing deeper and deeper, she immediately said, "Doctor Zhao, please give me acupuncture quickly. The effect of the Ma Fei San may be wearing off."

Doctor Zhao was not vague either. After a few quick injections, Yuan Zheng's frown relaxed a lot.

To comfort him, Shangguan Ruojin softened his voice a bit: "Mao Nu, bear with it a little longer, it will be fine soon."

I don’t know how long it took, but Doctor Zhao gave the patient a few more injections. When the acupuncture points were almost penetrated, the operation was finally over.

Shangguan Ruojin breathed a sigh of relief: "The suturing is complete, now fix it with a bandage."

As these words came out of her mouth, everyone's hearts finally settled down.

Luoyue and Doctor Zhao worked together to fix and bandage Yuan Zheng's wound.

It’s not that Shangguan Ruojin doesn’t know how, but she has just consumed too much physical strength, and Luoyue is more skilled in fixed bandaging than Shangguan Ruojin.

After they fixed Yuan Zheng's arm, Shangguan Ruojin checked the suture of the wound again. Only after confirming that it was correct did he feel completely relieved.

"From the current perspective, the operation was successful. We can only take it one step at a time and see what happens next." Shangguan Ruojin's legs were sore and she felt like she could not stand anymore.

After leaving the operating room, Luoyue hurriedly helped her young lady sit aside and gave her a water bag.

Shangguan Ruojin didn't hesitate and drank it all in one gulp.

Just now her feet were sore, but as soon as the water went down, she realized that she was hungry and tired.