The surgery room that was supposed to be used to save lives was a scene of madness.
Si Kouxian and the rest of the medical staff gripped their heads and screamed in pain. The veins on their pale faces were popping and the light in their eyes was fading rapidly.
The command central, the psychology building, the research center and other places that were watching the synchronized video feed were shocked!
The screams that came from the surgery room made every researcher's heart wrench. What was happening? Chen Wenwei's electroencephalogram showed a mess of messy waveforms. They squeezed onto the monitor screen eerily.
"Save them now!" Professor Qin ordered urgently. His voice came through the broadcast system.
A team of Action Force members in sterile suits were already waiting outside the surgery room. But now, they too froze with pained expressions.
At the same time, the crowd saw Gu Jun, who was still able to stand, rush to the operating table. He grabbed a ball of clean gauze from the tray on the table and stuffed it into Chen Wenwei's mouth. He blocked the strange noises that came from Chen Wenwei's mouth.
Everyone was stunned. Gu Jun … could still move?
Not only could Gu Jun move and control his body, he could maintain his sanity. He yelled, "Everyone, don't look at him, don't listen to him! Think of something else! "
As he shouted, he had already prepared a syringe of anesthetic mixed with lidocaine and tetracaine from the anesthesia instrument table. He aimed it at the area below the external ear of Chen Wenwei's head, slightly in front of the anterior edge of the mastoid process. The sharp needle flashed with a cold glint as it pierced straight down to the area below the jugular vein and injected the anesthetic.
Since the general anesthesia that suppressed the central nervous system had lost its effect, they could try the nerve block of local anesthesia.
As long as they could numb the glossopharyngeal nerves, Chen Wenwei would not be able to make any sound. If that was a spell, the effect would be greatly reduced.
"It's mental interference!" Gu Jun yelled again, "Command central, don't let anyone in!"
In the panicked conference room on the same floor, Professor Qin immediately used the broadcast to stop the action team who were about to rush in. "Wait, listen to Ah Jun!"
Professor Qin understood what was going on. The patient was releasing abnormal and strong brainwave signals, causing everyone in the operating theater to experience stress. However, because Gu Jun had undergone strict mental training and other reasons, he was able to stabilize himself.
However, the operatives had only received regular training. Although their mental strength was stronger than ordinary people's, they were still unable to deal with it freely.
It was very likely that when he opened the door of the operating theater and walked in, he would not be able to save the patient and would need to be saved by others.
However, in the operating theater, there were already a few nurses who had collapsed on the floor. The others also had to hold onto the instruments, chairs, and other objects around them. They could not hold on any longer.
"Ah Jun, when can he go in? Tell me now!" Professor Qin's voice sounded in the operating room through the loudspeaker.
"Got it …" Gu Jun could only barely stabilize himself. He felt a huge wave of chaos in his mind, and the splitting pain continued to increase.
However, he tried his best to focus on one point. He held the cerebral cortex amputation device and took a deep breath.
His hands were unfamiliar with the touch, but he had studied the information and seen how Chief Surgeon Si used it. The steel coil tension bar on the handle had been retracted, and he moved the amputation device deeper into the patient's brain. He did not care if it was 100% accurate or not.
No matter how difficult it was, he had to continue with the surgery.
An idea flashed in Gu Jun's mind, and he clicked to accept the mission.
[Difficult Mission: Accumulate 100% personal contribution by completing a two-star surgery (successful) within one day. Mission Reward: One pair of Carlop Dissecting Scissors.]
[Mission Accepted, Mission Completed!]
He immediately pulled the tension bar on the amputation device's handle. A strange force came through, as if he could feel the steel wire popping out and rotating.
He stirred it evenly and forcefully.
Crack! Another soft nerve fiber in Chen Wenwei's prefrontal lobe was destroyed. His cloudy eyes became more and more rigid, but his mouth could no longer make a sound.
However, vaguely, Gu Jun seemed to hear Chen Wenwei's mournful plea, "Doctor Gu, save me …"
'Is it a mental response?' He felt another person's emotions, hesitation, fear, grief, and pain.
The confusion of a person fighting alone in a big city, the anxiety of life's future, the longing for home, and the unwillingness to leave.
For some reason, Gu Jun felt like he was looking at a small bay window.
"Bro, hang in there!" He gritted his teeth and focused his mind. He moved the amputation device forward a little more and pulled out the steel wire again.
Crack. Another nerve fiber was destroyed.
Then, Gu Jun slowly pulled the amputation device out of the patient's skull. He felt the mental pressure weaken, and he shouted, "It's done. Come in and save him!"
"Save him!" With the order from Professor Qin, the Action Team that was stationed outside the surgery room rushed in. Even though they were slightly dizzy, they could still handle it. Ignoring the cleanliness of the surgery room, they hurried Si Kouxian and the rest onto stretchers and rushed out to save them.
"I'm fine … You guys save the others …" Si Kouxian said slowly on the stretcher. He was still conscious.
However, the first assistant Song Yilong, second assistant Chen Xinfeng, anaesthetist Guo Jun, and scrub nurse Huang Yanyu, the four surgical workers who were closest to the patient, had pale faces. Saliva dripped out of their mouths and their facial muscles twitched.
The other neurosurgeons in the corridor knew this was bad. This looked like acute cerebral hemorrhage.
The surgical workers who were performing surgery earlier were immediately sent to the surgery room next door.
The whole surgical building was mobilized. The neurosurgery department did not have that many people, so those from other departments were sent to help.
At that moment, the substitute surgical team that had been arranged earlier walked in from the clean corridor. Their faces were dark as they walked toward the surgery table without hesitation.
The main surgeon was Gao Guohong, the first assistant was Ding Ming, and Gu Jun took over the position of the second assistant. He worked together with the rest to perform the craniotomy and suture.
Watching the video, the people could see that Gu Jun's hands were incredibly steady. In fact, he was the one with the most composure at the surgery table. The others were still affected by an invisible mental disturbance. Their hands were shaking. Some of the more delicate procedures were done according to Gao Guohong's instructions, and Gu Jun was the one who did it.
The youngest man in the room had become the anchor of this surgery room, a source of motivation for everyone.
"Ah Jun, do you think we should continue with this surgery?" After the craniotomy was completed, Professor Qin asked for Gu Jun's opinion.
"Yes! We must continue. "Gu Jun answered solemnly." We'll only know the result after we continue. "
Therefore, the surgery room resumed its solemn silence. The nurse rotated the patient's head around to fix it, and the rest of the team continued with their work.
Scalpels, electrosurgical scalpels, high-speed drills … The instruments continued to be used. The skull was exposed again, and another hole was drilled.
The medical staff did not think too much about it. They only had one thought in their mind, and that was to complete this surgery!
Just like what Gu Jun said earlier, they had to continue.
They could not let the collapse of Surgeon Si and the rest become meaningless. Even if the second batch collapsed, they had to call the third batch to continue the surgery.
This was because the lobotomy would only prove to be effective on Nightmare Illness after the surgery was completed.
In the history of human medicine, there was no other way to cure diseases. It was not through the mercy of God or the charity of the devil.
Only through repeated clinical trials, relying on the blood and flesh of the patient and the doctors, could a new path be carved out.
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