Silva looked calm like an Englishman, but on the inside, he was a Brazilian maniac.
As he watched Ma Yanlin help him remove the bandage, the Englishman's calmness on his face crumbled at a speed faster than that of World War II.
"Is the infection serious?" Silva was a mercenary, and he knew the consequences of infection very well, especially in an environment like this where there was a lack of doctors and medicine. An infection that sounded insignificant could cost him his life.
Just look at the death rate during the American Civil War. Without sufficient medicine, the death rate of infection was extremely high.
Ma Yanlin looked serious and shook his head slightly.
'I can't take it anymore?'
Silva looked at Ma Yanlin's actions, and he instantly broke down. His expression was completely Brazilian, and he said emotionally, "I was just cut by a stone."
"The infection is not serious. It'll be fine after some treatment," Ma Yanlin said simply through the interpreter at this time.
When Silva heard what Selena said, he broke down again. "If it's nothing, why did you shake your head?"
Ma Yanlin raised his head and saw that Silva was about to cry. He said in puzzlement, "This is China's habit. When we say no, we first shake our head …"
"China has such a habit?" Silva looked at Ling Ran with a puzzled expression.
Ling Ran could not be bothered with this kind of language difference. He said in a straightforward manner, "You need to do a debridement and suture now. You did not debridement after you were injured, and the impurities in the wound caused an infection. You should have taken antibiotics, right? "
Silva nodded repeatedly and said, "I used a first aid kit."
The captain also said by the side, "We are often injured. Usually, when we use the medicine in the first aid kit, we will not get infected when we go to the hospital."
Ling Ran hummed in acknowledgment and nodded.
Ma Yanlin explained by the side, "Maybe it's because Brazil is tropical. Also, there are more pathogens in the sewage. Fatigue may also cause the human body's immunity to decline. There are many reasons."
"So, it's luck?" Silva asked.
"Infection has always been luck." Ma Yanlin shrugged. "The probability of being hit by a needle used by an AIDS patient is one in three hundred. The success rate of condoms is also only 85% … "
"Huh? The success rate of condoms is only 85%? "The captain and Silva's expressions changed.
In comparison, Silva's expression changed even more.
Ma Yanlin was like a community doctor. He smiled and said, "Don't worry too much. If used correctly, the success rate can be increased to 98%. The 85% success rate is mainly because many people use it incorrectly."
"How do I use it? How do I use it?" Silva couldn't care less about the pain in his waist.
"Don't move." Ling Ran put on gloves and pressed on the wound on Silva's waist. He even simulated it with his hands.
Selina translated as usual.
Silva was going crazy. "Don't move? I'm not wearing a condom to stop moving! "
Selena blushed a little and stole a glance at Ling Ran. She did not translate Ling Ran's words at all and said directly, "What Doctor Ling means is that if you move now, he will cut off your kidney."
Silva instantly stiffened.
Ling Ran happened to poke Silva a few more times.
Silva's face stiffened. He used all the experience, experience, and willpower he had accumulated over five years as a mercenary, four years as a university student, and three years as a soldier, but he could not help but not move.
Ling Ran raised his head and looked at Silva in surprise. He muttered to himself, "He seems to be very strong."
Ma Yanlin didn't understand what Silva and Selena were talking about, so he praised him in English, "Tough guy."
Silva flashed an indecipherable smile.
When Ma Yanlin saw this, he said, "It should be because his nerves are relatively slow. Can we use less anesthetic later and save some of it? We don't have much medicine left. "
"Hmm …" Ling Ran could not help but think.
"They came to deliver medicine, but they used up a lot of it when they arrived. It's not right. Of course, it's mainly because of his physical condition. He doesn't look like he needs too much anesthetic. If we give him too much, there will be side effects. "Ma Yanlin made a very logical assessment of the anesthesia and began to prepare for the anesthesia.
There was no anesthetist at the scene at all. Ling Ran had Master Level Local Infiltration Anesthesia, but this was a branch of his skill. Without the help of equipment, he could not determine the patient's condition even if he looked at the patient from afar.
"I'll do a local debridement first, then anesthetize you." Ling Ran specially reminded Silva before he started debridement and suturing his wound.
The first step of debridement and suturing was debridement, not anesthesia. This was to prevent further infection, because when the needle was inserted into the wound, it might bring in the bacteria on the surface.
Silva had been a mercenary for many years, and he had done many debridement and suturing. Naturally, he understood this. He could only grit his teeth and look at Ling Ran. He used a soft brush to clean the skin around the wound and rinsed it with normal saline.
Ling Ran had a smile on his face, and he did it carefully.
After staying in Guozheng Charity Hospital for three days, Ling Ran had treated more than a hundred patients who were sent there that day who could be operated on. Even if they were seriously injured, Ling Ran would do his best to ensure that they could survive.
However, because of this, there were not many patients in the hospital who needed surgery.
Fortunately, the mercenaries sent supplies, including themselves. For people like Silva, the wound was already treated on the way. By night time, the wound had developed just enough, and it was very suitable for surgery.
"Give me some more saline." Ling Ran used it sparingly, but one basin of saline was still not enough.
Silva's injury was not serious, but that was relative to the battlefield. In fact, the entire right side of his abdomen was abrasions, and there were even a few wounds that went deep into the skin. Coupled with the pus caused by infection, these wounds needed to be cleaned.
Compared to other drugs, the normal saline stored in Guozheng Charity Hospital was enough. The nurse quickly brought another bottle and poured it out on the spot to clean the wound.
At this time, Ling Ran used a pair of forceps to pick out a few large pieces of branch fragments and pressed on a few small bleeding points to stop the bleeding.
Once he was done, Ling Ran said, "The wound is still quite deep. Send him to the operating theater."
"Do we need to do surgery?" A few mercenaries who were present became nervous again.
"Debridement and suturing is a small surgery." Selena did not even need Ling Ran to say anything.
"The operating theater's environment is cleaner. It's not easy to get infected. " Ling Ran paused for a moment and said, "We don't have the conditions right now. We can only use conventional broad-spectrum antibiotics. If you get infected with a troublesome bacteria, we can't do anything."
Silva was so scared that he could not say anything to object. He could only be pushed into the operating theater with dull eyes.
His captain and team members could not follow him in. They could only stare at the lights in the operating theater in a daze.
Injections.
Cutting flesh.
Cleaning.
Bandaging.
Not long after, Silva was sent out of the operating theater.
A few mercenaries crowded around Silva and returned to the ward.
Then, a group of people surrounded Silva and were in a daze.
One of the team members whispered, "Captain … is our mission over?"
"Probably …" The captain looked around. There were bored patients and bored patients' families everywhere. There was no hell, so there was no room for them to perform.
"What do we do next?"
"What are you doing?"
"I want to go fishing."
"Go."
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