C102 Stop the Bleeding
C102 Stop the Bleeding
The broken bones moved a little bit in his flesh, like thousands of knives cutting into his flesh. The heart-piercing pain made Uncle Wei couldn't help but scream in pain, but he clenched his teeth and forced himself to stop screaming.
He was enduring!
"Uncle Wei, you have to bear it no matter what!" Lee Yifann was afraid that he would not be able to hold it in, so he reminded him again seriously.
"I, I will hold it in! Just put the needle!" Uncle Wei's pale face was full of cold sweat. He gritted his teeth and squeezed out a smile, letting Lee Yifann feel at ease.
Lee Yifann looked at him deeply and felt helpless in his heart. If there was an anesthesia, Uncle Wei would not need to suffer so much pain.
In his heart, he could only pray that the anesthesia could be bought back as soon as possible. The sooner, the better!
In addition, there were anesthetics in TCM, but Lee Yifann had not learned them and did not know how to do it.
He did not dare to perform anesthesia on Uncle Wei under the circumstances that he did not know how to do it. If he made a mistake, it was very likely that he would lose his life.
Fortunately, Uncle Wei was a real man. During Lee Yifann's treatment, he gritted his teeth so that he did not scream in pain.
In order to reduce Uncle Wei's pain, Lee Yifann inserted the needle very quickly. As long as he found the acupuncture point, he would not drag it out.
The more he dawdled, the more pain Uncle Wei would have to endure.
When the thirteenth silver needle fell, Lee Yifann finally let out a sigh of relief. He finally finished inserting the silver needle in his heart.
Buzz, buzz, buzz.
The thirteen silver needles vibrated at a strange frequency, as if they were resonating with each other. It looked very magical.
Immediately, the bleeding stopped from the wound that was still bleeding.
Sun Qiang called out in surprise, "Elder Brother Yifann, it worked!"
"En." Lee Yifann nodded. He took a deep breath, but his expression was very serious. It was very easy to stop the bleeding, but it was not easy to reconnect Uncle Wei's bones.
Seeing Lee Yifann frown, Sun Qiang could not help asking, "Elder Brother Yifann, is it difficult?"
"His fracture is a little displaced. It is very troublesome." Lee Yifann did not hide it. He frowned and thought about how to restore Uncle Wei's Correcting Bone.
Unlike before, when he gave Wang Hao or Sun Qiang the Correcting Bone, Wang Hao's bones were dislocated, and it was easy to restore them.
Although Sun Qiang's ribs were broken, the position of his bones did not deviate. There was no need for the Correcting Bone to recover. Broken bones would regenerate and heal on their own.
Uncle Wei's bones were not only broken, but they had also been shifted by a large margin because of the impact of the steel pipe. If he wanted the Correcting Bone to be restored, the first thing he needed to do was to correct the displacement.
Displacement correction was not a simple task, because the broken bones and displacement would inevitably be accompanied by nerve and muscle damage. As long as the broken bones moved slightly, it would affect the muscles. The pain it brought was extraordinary, and it would be much greater than when he had inserted the needles just now. The pain it caused could not be mentioned in the same breath.
With Lee Yifann's current medical skills, if he wanted to perform this kind of high-difficulty bone replantation surgery, he would have to cut open the muscles in the wound and perform a surgical surgery. He would have to use Western medicine to reconnect the bones.
However, the pain of cutting open the muscles in the arm could be imagined...
For some reason, Cang Xuande's mysterious Bone-Setting Manipulation immediately appeared in his mind. If Cang Xuande was here, he would definitely be able to heal Uncle Wei without suffering any pain by using the Soft Bone Hand.
It was a pity that Cang Xuande wasn't here, and Lee Yifann didn't even know how to use the Soft Bone Hand.
He sighed helplessly and said with a frown, "The next treatment is to wait for the anesthesia to be bought back."
He could not guarantee that Uncle Wei would not be able to bear the pain at that time. If he could not control his body, the consequences would be unimaginable.
To be safe, using anesthetics was the most appropriate method.
"Can't we start reconnecting bones now? I can bear it!" Uncle Wei's forehead was covered in cold sweat, and his face was pale as he gritted his teeth.
"No! The risk is too great. Without anesthesia, you will die from the pain!" No matter what Lee Yifann said, he would not agree to receive bone replantation.
Uncle Wei was a human, not a machine made of iron. Even if a machine had a limit, let alone a human.
He did not want Uncle Wei to suffer the pain that he should not have. In the end, he would die from the pain. It was not like there had never been cases where patients with bone injuries did not receive anesthesia and died from pain in the end. He did not dare to take this unnecessary risk.
"Alright, I'll listen to you!" Uncle Wei's face, which was as pale as paper, showed a trace of exhaustion. God knows how much pain he was suffering right now.
He only had one feeling right now, and that was pain.
It was a pain that went deep into his bone marrow!
It was so painful that even his breathing became extremely difficult, and the excessive loss of blood made the pain even more severe.
Lee Yifann smiled. He was really afraid that Uncle Wei would stubbornly insist on performing the surgery. This was also good. It would be the same when Jiang Xiaolong bought the anesthesia and came back to perform the surgery.
He stood up and walked to Mo Lingyan. "Five minutes should be up. I'm going to pull out the silver needles."
"Okay!" Mo Lingyan had been waiting anxiously.
Lee Yifann stood on the left side of her body and carefully removed the silver needles. He checked her left cheek again and confirmed that there was nothing wrong with it before he said, "Alright, there should be no problem. The wound will completely heal after a night's rest. There shouldn't be any scars left."
"Thank you!" Mo Lingyan revealed a grateful smile. To be honest, she did not want to leave a scar on her face. After all, it was her face. How could she not care?
A trace of Power of Karma green onion oil appeared above her head and flowed into Lee Yifann's Will Sea and Divine Cauldron. He smiled and said, "Don't be so polite. I am responsible for your injury."
"Hurry up and stop talking about this. How is Uncle Wei?" Mo Lingyan revealed a worried expression and hurriedly ran towards Uncle Wei. She saw that Uncle Wei's face was pale and that he had lost a lot of blood. Her eyes immediately turned red, "Uncle Wei, I'm sorry. It was all my fault for being impulsive and forcing myself out. That's why you were beaten up like this. "
Uncle Wei shook his head with difficulty. "Miss, it's none of your business. It's that Zheng Dahao's strength is too strong!"
Zheng Dahao was very strong. Uncle Wei did not have the strength to resist at all. Otherwise, he would not have been beaten so badly.
"But if I didn't stand up for you, you wouldn't have been beaten by him." Mo Lingyan felt that it was her fault that Uncle Wei would end up like this.
"Miss, it really wasn't your fault. Don't take it to heart," Uncle Wei said anxiously.
Sun Qiang and Wang Hao saw this and quickly pressed him down so that he didn't move. Otherwise, the wound would definitely involve the wound.
Lee Yifann looked at the two of them. "It's done! The two of you don't need to fight anymore. No matter who is responsible, that Zheng Dahao is already dead. It can be considered that he has paid the price for beating someone up."