Xie Yiman survived the first, the second, and the third.
Xie Yiman survived all of them. She was not given any anesthesia. However, even after the surgery, her mind was blurry and she could not answer the doctors' questions. Then the puncture needle was removed and an intravenous drip of antibiotics was given to prevent intracranial infection. Gu Jun personally applied an ice pack on her face and asked again, "Yiman, is your face still itchy?"
"Itchy?" Xie Yiman's swollen face could not form any expression. She could not frown, she could not grin. Her mumbling was no longer delirious. She sounded lost and relieved, but there was not much joy in it. "I think … it's not itchy anymore. I can't feel anything on my face anymore …"
Without skin and muscles, did she still have a face?
When everyone heard this result, they immediately let out a breath, and all sorts of feelings welled up in their hearts.
That should be the case because even after the surgery, Xie Yiman did not complain about the itch. There was no need for the nurse to scratch her face. Before this, she could not stand the itch for more than 10 seconds. Furthermore, the spread of the red skin had stopped. It had almost completely taken over her face.
After the exhalation, Gu Jun told her, Uncle Dan, Cai Zixuan, Si Kouxian, Deng Ximei and himself, "The surgery is a success."
Wu Shiyu leaned against the wall and sat on the floor. He did not want to move.
The surgery was a success! This was supposed to be a happy result but it was a heavy blow.
By destroying most of the functions of the patient's trigeminal nerve and facial nerve, it seemed to have effectively destroyed the mental connection between the patient and the unknown pathogen and killed those mental bugs. Just like Zhang Haidong said, the itch switch in the patient's heart had been switched off.
The surgery result was a huge boost to the command central. They communicated with the other member countries in the name of GOA.
This was not an easy treatment but it could save a life.
The experimental treatment group that was previously set would not change. More clinical samples were needed in the medical field.
"Yiman, the itch is gone and the spread has stopped. Your skin disease is under control."
Beside the operating table, Gu Jun looked at the girl with her swollen face and crooked mouth, and a storm raged in his heart. 'What kind of' virtue 'is this …' He said seriously, "Regarding your diseased skin, let's see how the disease progresses before we decide how to deal with it."
"Oh, okay …" Xie Yiman answered. "Doctor Gu, can I take a look in the mirror?"
To be honest, Uncle Dan and the rest did not recommend doing that. It was too much of a psychological shock to the patient.
"Give her a mirror." However, Gu Jun told the scrub nurse that Xie Yiman's trust in him was based on his respect for her. She had the right to see how he was doing.
The scrub nurse took a normal mirror and looked at the patient's face. Xie Yiman looked at the deformed face in the mirror and was silent for a while. Suddenly, she let out a sound that sounded like she was laughing and crying. Since her oral cavity and tongue were damaged, her voice sounded even more strange.
"Yiman, don't think too much about it." Gu Jun comforted her. "What you need now is rest. Have a good sleep and recover your energy."
Si Kouxian and the rest offered words of consolation to give the patient hope.
However, words were useless at a time like this. Before the surgery, they had communicated with the command central and arranged for Xie Yiman's parents to accompany her. She had a good relationship with her parents and the care of her loved ones would give her strength.
Soon after, Xie Yiman was moved onto a mobile bed and pushed out of the surgery room. She needed to do some post-surgery imaging before she returned to her room to rest.
After the patient left, Gu Jun stood silently beside the operating table. It was not until Wu Shiyu came to pat him on the shoulder that he left with the rest.
After changing out of the scrub suit, disinfecting and putting on a white coat, he returned to the conference room for a post-surgery meeting to summarize the surgery with the command central.
At the same time, they paid close attention to Xie Yiman's postoperative condition. The nurse next to the patient gave her report again and again. The patient's mouth, nose and ears showed signs of discomfort but her eyes were fine. This was good news. This meant that the surgery did not damage the first branch of the trigeminal nerve, so there should be no complications of blindness.
After dinner, they continued the meeting and watched the surgery progress of the experimental patients through the monitor.
These patients who were still in prodromal stage did not show signs of mental corruption, so the surgery was more effective. However, those who only damaged the trigeminal nerve or the facial nerve still felt itchy. Only the group of 15 patients with both nerves damaged could remove the itchiness, which was similar to Xie Yiman's condition.
It would take time for them to recover after the surgery.
After the meeting, Gu Jun could finally rest for a while. It was already 11 pm.
He was now staying in the People's Hospital and had his own lounge. He laid on the sofa and gave a long sigh. Only then could he organize his thoughts. He had asked Deng Ximei earlier. Lydia did not know Lenton and the cause of his death. She did not know either.
"What a long day …" Gu Jun mumbled as he massaged his slightly swollen temples.
Putting Xie Yiman into an induced coma, performing preoperative psychological intervention and radiofrequency lesion surgery had all been done on this day. As long as he could save someone, he did not mind the tiredness. His stamina was not that drained but what he had experienced today … like Deng Ximei said, it was not just on the surface.
The pressure was immense. He might need to visit Sister Liang later for a psychotherapy session.
Gu Jun shook his head. He then called up the system in his mind to look at the messages that popped up.
"Multiple Radiofrequency Lesion Surgery, 2-star, Success, Personal Contribution 15%, Rank 3"
The biggest contributor to this surgery was the main surgeon, Si Kouxian, followed by Zhang Jinsong and the rest.
"Your Strong Heart Tempering Degree has increased by 10000. You are now at Level 2 (120000/300000 Tempering Degree)."
The system, this system … Gu Jun grumbled. Where did this power come from? He had never been able to figure it out.
"Is it the power that I obtained at the bottom of Longkan Seabed? Or this power has always been inside me and I just activated it? "Gu Jun was leaning toward the latter." Is it related to Lenton and the Son of Misfortune? "
He thought about it but could not come up with anything. He sat down to rest. After all, he had exhausted a lot of mental energy today. It would be troublesome if something happened in the morning.
There were many vague scenes in his mind, one after another, rising and falling …
Gu Jun did not rest well. He looked like he was asleep, but he did not. In this state, when he opened his eyes, it was already past midnight. He had slept for almost an hour. Since no one woke him up, it meant that everything was fine. That was good news.
"The mission list has been refreshed, right?" Gu Jun opened up the system to have a look. After a quick glance, he immediately jumped up and ran out of the resting room.
It's out, it's finally out!
"Abyssal Mission: Complete the autopsy of 1 Deep One within a week. Mission Reward: Unknown.
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