The strange light and shadow flickered, revealing the ancient banyan tree and the figures kneeling and worshipping around it.
Gu Jun felt like he was standing right next to the banyan tree, but from his' perspective ', he could see everything around the banyan tree in 360 degrees. There were about 50 people kneeling around it, and they were all wearing the same set of clothes …
It was a long black mandarin jacket with some strange embroidery patterns. It looked like a costume from the Republic of China, revealing an unknown sinister aura.
Where is this? When did this happen? Gu Jun wondered. The visual range of the illusion was limited. Farther away, there was only a blur that seemed to have lost focus, and there were some low buildings. Is this Gu Rong Village? Or the origin of patient number 25 on the operating table?
He wanted to take a closer look at the banyan tree, but he could only see its lush branches and leaves spreading out. The thick tree roots drooped to the ground as if it was absorbing the power of the earth.
"Why?" Gu Jun did not understand. If the patient with the Malformed Banyan Disease was the direct connection of this illusion, then what was the similarity between this scene and them preparing to operate on the patient?
At this time, he vaguely heard the sound of someone struggling and howling. "Ah, ah …" Was it the cry of patient number 25?
But suddenly, he saw something. Four people also wearing the same black mandarin jacket were pushing a strangely shaped wooden prison cart towards the banyan tree. The wood of the prison cart was carved with exquisite patterns, and the roots of the banyan tree were twisted into some strange rings. In the middle of the prison cart, there was a wooden frame.
Gu Jun's head suddenly twitched, and the headache became more intense. The image of the illusion was greatly shaken.
A man was tied to the wooden frame of the prison cart. His torso and limbs were tightly bound, as if his whole body was bound to the operating table. The man whimpered in pain. The image of the illusion suddenly zoomed in, and Gu Jun saw that the man's tongue had been cut off.
Those people pushed the prison cart past, and the people kneeling on the ground did not move. They did not even raise their heads.
Gu Jun's heart tightened. He could vaguely predict what was going to happen. The common point of this scene.
They pushed the prison cart all the way to the side of the banyan tree and stopped. Another person walked over. He was also wearing a mandarin jacket, but this time, it was red. The man in red held a machete in his hand. He walked to the side of the prison cart and swung the machete at the prisoner's right upper limb on the wooden frame. Kacha! The wood and flesh flew out, followed by the left upper limb.
The screams seemed to come from hell, but the sound of the blade falling continued.
Gu Jun also felt the pain that seeped into his bones. The illusion became more and more unstable. It flickered and flickered. He saw the machete dripping with blood. He saw the people kneeling on the ground and suddenly chanting in unison, making an indescribable sound.
He saw that the man in red was holding something else … It was the intertwined branches of the banyan tree. There were some black words written on each of the dense leaves … He could not make out the language … The man in red took these branches and inserted them into the severed limbs of the man in the prison cart …
Amidst the screams, the man "transformed" into a form with a human torso and head, but the limbs were all branches of the banyan tree.
Gu Jun had a splitting headache. At this time, he saw the men in black get up from the ground one by one, walking toward the banyan tree and the sacrificial offering in the prison cart.
However, he seemed to be gradually moving away from this scene. However, suddenly.
He saw the appearance of the man in red. He saw it clearly. The face was withered and broken, almost like a skeleton. It was disgusting.
It was the "usher" from Lai Sheng Company who was following him. It was that guy.
"Ah!" Gu Jun could not help but let out a hoarse scream. He felt something exploding in his heart.
Those men in black were all from Lai Sheng Company. This was their organization. They formed a secret society and carried out these crazy rituals and sacrifices for some crazy purpose. Were Mom and Dad a member of it? Were the two of them there!?
But why did this illusion feel so old, like something that happened during the Republic of China?
This pile of new questions rushed at every drop of blood in Gu Jun, but at the same time, he had some hateful answers.
Lai Sheng Company was a lunatic organization. The Malformed Banyan Disease was related to Lai Sheng Company. It was probably a man-made disease!
Suddenly, all the illusions receded like the tide. Gu Jun suddenly saw that he was surrounded by a bright modern operating room. The light of the shadowless lamp shone down from above.
"Second assistant? Second assistant? " Zhu Ruiwen shouted louder and louder. Fu Tai's face was a little nervous. Seeing that Gu Jun finally responded, he asked, "Are you okay?"
First assistant Zeng Jianguo, third assistant Li Hualong, anesthesiologist Yan Haizhe, and a group of nurses were all looking at Gu Jun.
Just now, this rookie suddenly froze in a trance. There seemed to be some confusion, confusion, and pain on his face.
This kind of situation was not uncommon in Phecda's operating room. No one wanted to blame him, but they were a little disappointed. Surgeon Zhu had previously said, "This little guy Gu Jun's talent is higher than mine. We can't treat him like an ordinary person." Now it seemed that he was just an ordinary person.
"Do you want to take a break outside first?" Zhu Ruiwen said hesitantly. The surgery was about to start, and the other teams were also in progress. Where could he find a second assistant in such a short time? Zhu Ruiwen was also a new surgeon. Faced with this situation, he did not know how to deal with it.
"I'm fine …" Gu Jun took a few deep breaths and stabilized his body, not letting his hands, which needed to be kept sterile, touch the bed, table, or operating table next to him. "Everyone, I'm sorry. I was a little distracted just now. I'm fine now."
The scream in the illusion just now was like a scream in a nightmare. Others could not hear it, but he vented the pain in his heart.
Patient number 25 on the operating table was still screaming, but his eyes had been covered by a sterile eye mask by the nurse, and he was much quieter than before.
Gu Jun looked at this patient, and his face became firm and calm again.
"Hmm, okay." Zhu Ruiwen nodded thoughtfully. After all, the training for the jinmenken thoracotomy was just training. It was still necessary to give the rookie some room to grow.
Watching animals die tragically and watching their own kind die tragically were two different things for humans.
Looking at a dead patient's body and looking at a patient struggling on the edge of death were also two different things for a doctor.
No matter how talented Gu Jun was, he still lacked some psychological experience. However, seeing that he was really fine, Zhu Ruiwen did not let him go out to rest again. He would observe the situation first. However, Zhu Ruiwen winked at the circulating nurse. "If you find anything wrong with Gu Jun, immediately inform me to deal with it."
"The patient has shown signs of delirium. Let's hurry." Zhu Ruiwen took the scalpel and focused on the operating table again. Everyone also got into action again.
Gu Jun's heart sank. Calm down. Don't think about anything now. Finish this surgery first.
He concentrated on watching Primary Surgeon Zhu and First Assistant Zeng make the incision, blocking out the patient's cries of pain and letting his brain ignore it.
The primary surgeon and first assistant first made a posterior incision (neck and scapula), cut the patient's posterior muscles, and separated the posterior skin flap. They cut while doing bleeding control. At this time, they cut the latissimus dorsi and trapezius muscles. Blood was surging, and Zeng Jianguo was a bit busy.
"Oh." Zhu Ruiwen slightly turned his head to look at the second assistant Gu Jun, looked at the third assistant Li Hualong, and finally called out: "Second assistant, come up and suture to stop the bleeding."
After all, there were 19 surgeries to be done in the next three days. Their team needed a good second assistant.
The surgery was still in the first stage of the anterior incision. It was still early. If Gu Jun could not do it, then they should replace him as soon as possible.
Under everyone's attention, Gu Jun took a step forward and said: "Okay."
He looked at the operating area that was closer to him — the patient's deformed left upper limb shoulder, which was already a twisted mess of flesh and blood.
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