Sheng Shi Merciful Light

Wang Ziguang looks like his mother, just like the loli version of Chaoyang who brought him warmth in the memory of the original owner of Mu Ci. He also wears two buns, red lips and white teeth, smart and playful, old-fashioned and warm-hearted, knows how to be grateful, and wants to save his partner even if he exposes it His good second cousin is also commendable.

Mu Ci has IQ and intuition bonuses, and she is accurate in seeing people, so she will not embarrass such a person.On the contrary, there was a sense of kindness in his heart, and he pulled the ribbon on Wang Ziguang's double bun, saying: "Get fatter and wear a red bellyband, and you will be the same as a red boy."

Wang Ziguang's face turned red with embarrassment: "What's the same?"

"You are more delicate." Mu Ci said, although there was no smile on her face, but she no longer had an aggressive manner, and her eyes turned into soft spring water, and she touched Wang Ziguang's head twice, "Don't worry, I won't It will hurt you, and Chaoyang will feel distressed."

Wang Ziguang smiled, showing two intoxicating dimples on his face.

Although Wang Ziguang was abandoned due to illness in his previous life, he never suffered. He has been well taken care of by the "Charity Ji" fund.He has spent his whole life in school and hospital, and has not been contaminated with any karma in the world of mortals. His heart is extremely clear, and he instinctively discerns that King Changle is trustworthy. Because the two have the same origin, they also have a lot of closeness.

He smiled and stretched King Le's hand, and his clear eyes showed admiration: "I knew you were a good person, smart and kind. Fortunately, the people are blessed, and my second cousin was saved."

Mu Ci's tone was serious: "I'm not the omnipotent protagonist, you've read too many novels."

Wang Ziguang: "..."

"This is not a novel, this is a real world with real people," Mu Ci pinched Wang Ziguang's small face, "Also, saving that child is not as simple as you think."

Wang Ziguang's impulse subsided, and he tried to think more rationally: "I want to pass iodine and antibiotics, but I don't have them. I can't do it. I can only think of distilling alcohol."

"No!" Mu Ci immediately refused.

"why?"

Mu Ci stared at Wang Ziguang, indifferently, seeing the jumping children honestly, and said: "Large wounds, deep wounds cannot be disinfected with alcohol, it can't kill spores, fungi and anaerobic bacteria, irritating will damage cell viability. And without anesthesia, the pain of using alcohol will exceed the threshold that humans can bear, and the child has not been trained in pain tolerance, which will lead to neurogenic shock and sudden death."

People...will they really die in pain?

Wang Ziguang's jaw was about to drop, he never thought about it...

"and……"

and also?

"He has systemic symptoms, no antibiotics, and it is no longer effective for trauma disinfection. When I came here at noon, it was already too late."

Wang Ziguang: "..." It's so painful that hope is shattered as soon as it is raised!

"I can only amputate his limbs to remove the biggest source of infection. I can still find a way to control his systemic infection." Mu Ci said ruthlessly.

"Really, there is no possibility at all?"

Mu Ci answered truthfully: "The good news is that I have a license to practice medicine in country M. I am not a dentist, but a clinical neurosurgery and brain surgery. I also have some experience in traditional Chinese medicine. I can use alcohol to make simple iodine, and it still hurts." , but the bactericidal effect is better."

Wang Ziguang's eyes lit up, and he immediately felt uneasy again, and asked anxiously, "Where's the bad news?"

"What do you think?" Mu Ci glanced at him sideways.

Wang Ziguang: "..."

"There is no anesthetic, no antibiotics, no sterile operating room, not even a scalpel that is sharp enough and not rusty. The child survived the pain without sudden death, and then survived the systemic infection. The chance of surviving is less than 10%. Of course I I will try my best to increase this chance, but I can’t guarantee it. I’m done talking here, you go back and discuss whether to bet on a 10% chance, or amputation to get a [-]% chance of saving your life.”

Wang Ziguang's heart was heavy.

Mu Ci reminded: "Although the daylight hours here are long, it's afternoon now, and when the sky gets dark, we can't do anything. If it is delayed until tomorrow, the survival rate of amputations will also drop."

……

Saving people is like putting out a fire. When Mu Ruoshan continued to use spirits to find ways to cool down Mu Ruobai and relieve his pain, the news brought by Wang Ziguang drove Chaoyang and others crazy, and they couldn't stop arguing.

Almost no one wants to bet on the 10% chance, which is really a desperately low value, but they don't want to watch Mu Ruobai amputate and ruin his life. For such an excellent child, amputation is worse than death.In the future, when Mu Ruobai wakes up, he will definitely blame everyone for not giving him that 10% chance.

At the same time, Mu Ci held a medical book in his hand, and there were several imperial physicians beside him. While looking up the information in the medical books, he asked the imperial physicians, and the imperial physicians were sweating, because there were many of them that professional doctors like them could not answer. The problem, the pressure is enormous.

Mu Ci has two things in one mind, and the speed of turning through the book is still very fast, almost without a pause. Others really think that he is just looking at it casually. Only Mou Yu and Mu Ruosong who know him know that Mu Ci reads like this of.

Mu Ruosong's punctuation speed couldn't match at all, so he had to arrest Wang Ziguang as a strong man, and then Mu Ruofeng followed suit, so he could barely keep up with Mu Ci's speed.

After Mu Ci asked the question, he began to discuss the medicine list with the imperial physician. Seeing Wang Ziguang's two maids shaking their buns, he thought for a while, then called him and the two apprentices of the imperial physician over, and explained to them.Wang Ziguang nodded, and led the two apprentices to find a large, clean room, made more than a dozen jugs of spirits, a lot of messy bottles and pipes, and closed the door so that no one would be disturbed.

……

Not long after, the Crown Princess Yang rushed over and met Mu Ci.

Mu Ci said: "I can't give you any guarantees, but when I do things, I am used to predicting the worst outcome, but I am fully prepared and do my best."

Mrs. Yang is a straightforward and decisive person, so make a decision!

bet!

Bet 10% chance.

Signing the certificate of birth and death is the first family consent form for surgery in the history of Daxing.

……

No matter what Mu Ci does, he is always generous.Now that you are ready to do it, you don't plan to make a fuss.He not only summoned people from the palace who were good at trauma, but also recruited people from the Imperial Medical Bureau.

In the Daxing Dynasty, there was an institution that managed the national medical care called the Imperial Medical Bureau, which was responsible for the training and assessment of doctors across the country, and the best ones were sent to the imperial palace's imperial hospital as imperial doctors.

The Imperial Medical Bureau manages medical clinics and pharmacies across the country, and there is also a volunteer medical institution under it, which is a national charity organization led by Princess Lin'an.

In addition, the military doctors accompanying the army also came from the Imperial Medical Bureau.

From the very beginning, Mu Ci predicted that based on the gambling nature of King Ding's family, he would definitely bet with a 10% chance, so he ordered Mou Yu early on to gather 15 doctors who were good at surgery in addition to the imperial doctor, all of whom were trustworthy and skilled. Top-notch, and young and easy to accept new things.

Mu Ci wants these people to accept new concepts of surgical operations, disinfection, and sutures.

All the medical observers entered the room clean and tidy, wearing headgear and masks as required.For Mu Ruobai's bone-setting imperial physician, he described the symptoms of the injured in detail for everyone to understand.

Mu Ci left Mu Ruosong and Mou Yu behind, and sent everyone else out. He only let them stand outside the window, and manipulated the super large bronze mirrors that Mu Ci ordered to prepare to reflect light into the room.

This is an extremely simple operating room, and this is the first surgical operation in Taiko's history.

Mu Ci checked all the things that needed to be prepared. With the manpower and material resources of Prince Ding's Mansion and the support of Mou Yu, the preparations went smoothly.

Mu Ci walked up to Mu Ruobai who had a high fever and was temporarily suppressed by the frozen spirits bath, and looked around lightly, the noble elegance exuding from the inside out, the majestic majesty, made everyone look at him alone. He held his breath subconsciously, and there was no sound at all.

Mu Ci changed her usual casual indifference, and her expression became extremely serious, saying: "I will not discuss any other foreign affairs. Today I will conduct an on-site teaching and tell you some new methods and concepts of trauma treatment."

The doctors who can come here are all young experts in the field of surgery in this era. Some have doubts, some have sparkling eyes, and most of them hold a cautious attitude of scrutiny.

Mu Ci stated: "This is not a fairy method. I don't guarantee the success rate. The injured may die during the process or from infection, but there is also a chance to keep his leg alive. What I did today was not only to save him One, it is also to increase the survival rate of the traumatized." He turned his head and glanced at Mou Yu beside him.

Mou Yu's eyelids twitched, his expression became solemn, and he was even breathing a little anxiously... because the place with the most traumatized people is the battlefield!It is of great significance if the survival rate of the traumatized can be improved.

Mu Ci said: "Beginning, everything I do will explain the purpose; everything I use will explain the method of preparation; there will be some new terms, you should memorize them first and explain them later. These methods are the most Simple and rough, I hope you will continue to study and improve the method. You can also teach your own children, but don’t spread it to the enemy country.” Mu Ci looked around the crowd again, his eyes were slightly cold, “Also, don’t ask me why I know this, I No need to explain to you. Just focus on the matter itself."

Everyone froze, suppressed all kinds of complicated thoughts, and focused.

Wang Ziguang followed Chaoyang, looking in from a window, he was star-eyed—this fellow's aura was too strong, he was so domineering, and he was so cool.

"It's started! Do the pre-operative preparation first." Mu Ci said to the people beside her, "Zi Ren, take notes."

Mu Ruosong responded, holding a quill and paper, ready to take notes.

Mu Ci said: "Because there is no effective anesthesia, too much pain will cause shock, and the heartbeat and breathing may stop. At this time, cardiopulmonary resuscitation can be used to save people."

Heartbeat and breathing stop, that is dead... Can it be revived?When everyone looked at King Changle, they were either more suspicious, or more radiant, but most of them were worshiping gods and men.

Because of superstition, the resurrection of the dead belongs to the magic of immortality. If the dead can really be brought back to life, then there is no doubt that the king of Changle is really a star in the sky.

Mu Ci ignored everyone's astonishment, curiosity or suspicion and frenzy, and began to teach CPR.The theory is not complicated, the key is practice. Mu Ci pointed to Mu Ruosong and Mou Yudao, "You two also need to learn it. If you learn this thing, you will be prepared. Who will cooperate with me?"

Mou Yu directly pushed Mu Ruosong forward.

Mu Ci took a look at Mou Yu, let Mu Ruosong lie on the ground, and told the imperial physician the precautions. He sat on Mu Ruosong's waist and abdomen with his legs, and stretched out his hand to press his heart, "This is the heart. Squeeze to help provide the body Then pinch his nose and blow in with his mouth..." He leaned down, pinched Mu Ruosong's nose, opened his mouth and stuck it on it, blowing into it...

At this time, Mu Ci abandoned her noble status and didn't care about other things, she was just a doctor. , Regardless of the eyes of everyone, he said calmly: "If the injured person can't breathe, help him breathe like this until he can breathe on his own." Wakamatsu came to practice on him.

Even though Mu Ci has been using very professional words to describe the guidance, Mu Ruosong is still blushing, embarrassed to the point of embarrassment, and Mu Ci mouth to mouth again...

It's terrifying!