"It's you...the thing in the banyan tree...let me go..."

The patient who was fixed on the gurney howled in pain and suddenly burst into tears. All the anger and confusion disappeared, and only the fear of death and the humility of survival were left on the distorted face: "

Please, I don’t want to die...just let me go..."

Gu Jun frowned deeply, why did he seem to have seen me before?

Could he be the person on the other end of the phone in Gurong Village? No, Gurong Village should have been cleared and quarantined long ago, and the population would not be so large.

"Go away." The female nurse rushed over and pushed the patient away very skillfully. These nurses all wore walkie-talkie headsets. As she pushed away, she reported to the command center: "Orthopedics department, patient No. 128 has appeared.

The state of delirium is suspected to be transforming into a stage of bereavement."

"Oops..." Zhou Jiaqiang murmured, and then explained to the somewhat stunned interns: "This patient needs to be operated on immediately. If he reaches the stage of transformation, there will be no way to save him. Talking nonsense is a symptom of the patient starting to transform, and usually it will

I mentioned 'things in the banyan tree', I don't know what it means."

Gu Jun suddenly remembered that the voice on the other end of the phone also said "things in the banyan tree" but did not say "it's you", so he asked: "Brother Qiang, do they all say 'it's you' to others like this?

"

"This seems... this is the first time I've seen it." Zhou Jiaqiang didn't care much, "Delirium is a condition where delusions and delusions occur due to delusions and hallucinations, and then the mood becomes disordered. Let's go."

They continued to walk forward, and Gu Jun asked again: "Brother Qiang, where did these patients come from? Is it a different place from the exotic banyan tree in the competition?"

"You know I can't say this, and I don't know either." Zhou Jiaqiang said seriously, "Let's do our own clinical work first and save people."

But before they finished walking this long corridor, another patient suddenly appeared in a delirium state and yelled at them uncontrollably: "Things in the banyan tree, don't come here... Let me go, don't... things in the banyan tree."

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Suddenly another nurse ran over exclaiming, "Patient No. 143 has delirium!"

"It's really strange." Zhou Jiaqiang scratched his face in distress, "This batch of patients has just reached the second stage, so it shouldn't be so fast. How come they only have a few days..."

Everyone's expressions darkened. But Gu Jun's mood was the most confusing. It seemed that he had inadvertent eye contact with Patient 143 just now, and that patient went crazy... and acted as if he had seen him before, "

"Things in the banyan tree" refers to him again...

Gu Jun pressed his aching head, and the restless feeling became more intense, as if an illusion was about to be triggered at any time.

Are the hallucinations directly related to these patients with strange banyan disease? But there is still a similar situation...

"Gu Jun, are you okay?" Wang Ruoxiang asked softly, but she saw that his face was turning pale. She was a little surprised, Gu Jun was not so timid.

"It's nothing..." Gu Jun said hoarsely, "Seeing them like this makes me feel a little uncomfortable." This was indeed his mood.

"Me too." Wang Ruoxiang pursed her lips, "I hope I can contribute a little."

Brother Qiang asked them not to stop. They walked all the way and soon arrived at a huge office. It was already a noisy place. Everyone was disrupted by the two patients whose condition suddenly worsened. The two groups needed to act immediately.

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However, in such an emergency situation, the operation is naturally performed by a team of experienced and skilled veterans.

Zhou Jiaqiang handed over the five interns to the miscellaneous nurses of different groups, and went to work himself. The five people followed their respective nurses to report.

At this time, Gu Jun knew that he was joining Dr. Zhu Ruiwen's team. He followed the miscellaneous nurse to the team's lounge, dressing room, and operating room to look around and familiarize himself with the place first.

In the team's single office, Gu Jun met the chief surgeon Zhu Ruiwen, a kind middle-aged man; the anesthesiologist Yan Haizhe; the first assistant Zeng Jianguo, both of whom were approachable; and the third assistant was a young man of the same age who had just been promoted to a G-level officer.

Person, Li Hualong.

But unlike them who were selected from the competition, Li Hualong looked for an internship in a hospital like Brother Qiang, and was selected into the Tianji Bureau and received regular training. Li Hualong was also very polite to him, but a little too polite. Gu Jun didn't

It's hard to guess the reason. He came late but became the second assistant first. Li Hualong was a bit arrogant and complained a little.

But there are more important things now. Both of them are focused on listening to Team Leader Zhu's explanation of the surgical plan for patient No. 25, the first surgery in the afternoon.

It was also at this time that Gu Jun heard a situation that made his heart suddenly twitch, "It's just local anesthesia!?" he exclaimed in shock.

"Yes." Zhu Ruiwen's face was filled with seriousness, indicating that this was not an introductory tease for newcomers, "The amputation surgery for patients with idiopathic banyanus disease cannot be performed under general anesthesia, otherwise the patient will easily suffer from acute heart failure during the operation.

, the failure rate of the operation will be higher, and more than 80% of patients under general anesthesia will completely lose consciousness even if they can wake up...so we can only give patients local anesthesia."

Gu Jun was the only one in the office who learned about it for the first time, and the only one who was speechless at this time.

The surgery video played by the Department of Medicine at the competition venue had no sound. Professor Qin only said that patients in the second stage could be saved, but did not say what the success rate of the surgery was, giving them the illusion of 100% success...

But...scapular girdle dissection, in layman's terms, involves sawing off the entire hand and part of the shoulder. The operation is expected to last three hours.

Local anesthesia.

"This will test the patient's will." Zhu Ruiwen said encouragingly, "but it will also test our will."

Gu Jun nodded silently, but his expression was still very bad. Li Hualong did not take the opportunity to scold him at this time. Instead, he patted his shoulder and encouraged: "It's okay. The success rate of local anesthesia is 76%, which is very high."

Gu Jun was grateful for this. He was not a bad person. Come to think of it, it was not easy to pass the review department.

He had just met everyone and learned about today's surgery plan. He had a packed lunch in the lounge at noon, and the first surgery was almost about to begin.

Gu Jun followed Zhu Ruiwen and the others to the dressing room, changed into sterile equipment, sterilized it, and then put on surgical gowns and gloves. This was no different from the preparation process for ordinary surgery.

However, in an ordinary operating room at this time, it is impossible for the patient to scream: "Ah...it hurts..."

"Huh." Gu Jun took a deep breath and followed a few people out of the locker room and walked towards the open door of the operating room next to him. The peculiar smell in the air that was unique to the abnormal limbs caused by the alien disease passed through the mask and continued to stimulate the respiratory system. His head felt a little...

It hurts.

The spacious and bright operating room is fully equipped, including operating beds, shadowless lights, medical pendants, instrument tables... A male patient is already lying on the operating bed in a side-lying position, and is connected to a ventilator, anesthesia monitor and other equipment.

Monitoring equipment. The patient's torso and normal limbs were completely wrapped around the operating bed by a special leather body restraint, leaving only the left upper limb on the sick side exposed upward, deformed and twisted.

Zhu Ruiwen took the lead towards the surgeon's position. Anesthesiologist Yan Haizhe was already sitting by the anesthesia machine and staring at various indicators.

"Help..." The patient kept struggling and crying.

Gu Jun could feel his psychological pressure rising rapidly. Even though he had experienced some things and had a calm hand, the blood in his body still seemed to be coagulating. This operating room suddenly brought him back to the person he was before humans had no anesthetics.

A brutal and bloody era.

In comparison, the canine thoracotomy operating room where he performed the surgery in the morning was like a child playing house.

"Everyone, take your place." Zhu Ruiwen came to sit on the right side of the patient. First assistant Zeng Jianguo was opposite the surgeon, Gu Jun stood below the surgeon, and third assistant Li Hualong stood opposite him. The equipment nurse, circulating nurse and other nurses also

Everyone is busy.

"You..." The patient on the operating table turned to look at them. When he saw something, he suddenly screamed in panic: "Things in the banyan tree! No, don't..."

His heart tightened. Gu Jun was very sure this time that the patient just made eye contact with him...

No. 128, No. 143, No. 25... three patients, why, why does it seem that I will accelerate the development of their disease, why!

Gu Jun's mind went blank, something blocked his throat, and he felt uncomfortable... His head started to hurt again, cracking pain...

And in front of his eyes, that illusion of light and shadow appeared again after half a month. The scene in the surrounding operating room was quickly fading away. In a few moments, he could not even hear the patient's screams. He fell into

In the illusion, the strange lights and shadows gradually become real...
Chapter completed!