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Chapter 674 Rebirth! (First Update!)

The doctor in charge of the surgery turned around, looked at the medicine in Di Yanjun's hand, and then at the iodine in his own hand used to clean the wound. He fell into deep thought for a moment.

The surgical incisions of patients with severe gout are very different from those of ordinary patients, the most obvious difference being the color of the surgical incision.

Gout patients' wounds become even redder, turning purplish-red.

If diabetes is also present, the wound's ability to heal itself will be severely compromised, and it will continuously ooze tissue fluid containing high levels of uric acid, forming a layer of uric acid crystals at the wound site in a very short time.

A thin layer of white frost was applied to the already reddish-purple surgical incision.

This is what Said's cut looks like.

In just a short while, a layer of white crystals was already visible to the naked eye.

The doctor hesitated for a moment, put down the iodine in his hand, and took the medicine for cleaning the wound from Di Yanjun.

Since it's already this serious, it doesn't matter if we use this medicine. As long as it's not dichlorvos, not paraquat, and not a high-sugar medicine, it can be used for cleaning.

He carefully took out gauze, first covering the wound with it to absorb the tissue fluid, and then rubbing the wound with gauze soaked in iodine to remove the visible uric acid crystals on the surface. Only then did he slowly pour the medicine in his hand onto the wound.

He was pouring the medicine, and the doctor next to him picked up a cotton swab and a gauze, carefully applied the medicine, and gently cleaned and scraped Said's wound.

While the cleaning was being carried out, the two doctors were also observing the patient, and if they noticed anything amiss, they would immediately stop administering the medication.

As they wiped, they noticed that the color of the granulation tissue at Sayed's incision was gradually fading, changing from red to purplish, and then back to a normal bright red.

The speed was very fast relative to their observation.

The two doctors quickly stopped administering the medication and turned to look at Di Yanjun.

Di Yanjun's face, hidden behind a mask, remained expressionless. He simply nodded slightly. "Continue cleaning the wound. Do not stitch it up after cleaning!"

“This isn’t good!” One of the doctors turned around, stared at the monitoring equipment for a while, and then asked, “If we don’t suture it, what if other complications occur after the medication is injected later?”

"Don't sew it up!" Di Yanjun didn't answer directly, but emphasized it again.

All the doctors present are top-notch, but the surgeon leading today's operation is Di Yanjun.

This is an order from above.

Although somewhat reluctant, the doctors still chose to follow Di Yanjun's instructions and operate according to his orders.

After cleaning one wound, the two doctors moved on to cleaning the next one.

In addition to cleaning up their own gout wounds, they also cleaned up the surgical wounds from the hepatobiliary surgery and interventional radiology departments.

An hour passed in the blink of an eye, and Sayyid's wounds were completely cleaned.

After cleaning the last wound, the two doctors turned their attention back to the first wound.

Although they saw uric acid crystals again, the wound was in better condition than they had initially observed.

Relieved to find no redness or inflammation in the wounds, the two packed up their equipment, stepped aside, and handed the scene over to Di Yanjun.

With the battlefield now in his hands, Di Yanjun pushed forward with the insulated box containing medicine, while several male nurses behind him immediately stepped forward to reinforce Said with restraints.

After the reinforcement was completed, they took six nutrient solution bags from the medicine cart next to them and hung them on Said.

Larger nutrient solution bags, 5 kg per bag, 6 bags total 30 kg.

It can make a person drink themselves to death.

After the nurses finished their work, Di Yanjun checked on Said first, then picked up the prepared medicine and gave him the second injection.

After the second injection, Said immediately reacted, his body began to twitch erratically, and the wound that had seemed fine before started to ooze tissue fluid.

Fortunately, the convulsions didn't last long, only a few dozen seconds, and the person calmed down again.

Di Yanjun glanced at the tissue fluid seeping outwards, then turned his attention back to the monitoring equipment next to him.

Because the tissue fluid was yellowish-white and somewhat viscous, it was reflecting light under the shadowless lamp.

That's normal tissue fluid, a mixture of uric acid crystals and pus from bodily inflammation.

After staring at the equipment for a while, he turned back and said to the two doctors who had just treated his gout wound, "Continue cleaning his wound!"

The two doctors received instructions and, equipped with their gear, went forward again to clean Said's wounds.

The cleanup was quick; they finished in about 20 minutes.

After the two doctors left, Di Yanjun picked up the third injection and gave it to Said.

As soon as the injection was administered, Said on the hospital bed began to convulse erratically again, and the rate of tissue fluid seeping from the wound also increased.

Seeing this, Di Yanjun increased the infusion rate of several nutrient solutions and called the doctor to clean the wound again.

While the two doctors were cleaning the wound, he picked up an endoscope and inserted it through the wound in Sayed's chest to examine the condition of his liver.

Under the endoscopic lens, surgical fluid was found in Sayed's chest cavity, but at the same time, the incision on his liver had miraculously dried and healed, and the thin membrane outside the liver was faintly visible, beginning to prevent the tissue fluid inside the liver from continuing to leak out.

It was a strange scene. Several doctors in the hepatobiliary surgery department twitched their eyelids when they saw this, and their gazes subconsciously fell on the few vials of medicine that Di Yanjun had used.

After examining the liver incision, Di Yanjun, with the help of an endoscope, adjusted the position of the chest drainage bag to allow it to better drain the pleural effusion.

After adjusting the drainage bag, he called the two doctors who were cleaning the wound to the side and, under everyone's watchful eyes, he picked up the fourth injection.

Unlike the injection given to Adria, this time it was a total of seven injections.

After the fourth injection, Di Yanjun immediately began administering the fifth injection.

Then comes the 6th stitch, and the 7th stitch.

After receiving four injections in a row, Sayed was like a fish on a chopping board, convulsing and writhing wildly.

The other doctors gasped in shock and were about to rush forward to provide emergency care, but before they could take a step, Di Yanjun stopped them: "No need, it's normal!"

Several medical leaders watched as Said thrashed about on the operating table like a fish to be slaughtered, his heart rate nearing its limit on the monitoring equipment. They simply couldn't reconcile this scene with the word "normal."

Even if you try to force it together, you can't make it work.

"You're killing someone!" the interventional radiology doctor shouted. Just as he was about to step forward, he was grabbed by the male nurse next to him. At that moment, Di Yanjun's voice reached his ears.

"Don't worry, this is a normal process. His cells are metabolizing rapidly, and there's nothing you can do to help right now."

"If you don't believe me, look at his wounds!"

Several doctors turned around, their eyes fixed on Said's wound.

Especially his knees.

Both of his knees had been cut open. The tissue fluid that had been seeping out was originally yellowish-white and very viscous, making it difficult to flow. But now, the seeping tissue has begun to slowly turn into a transparent yellow. It is very clear and flows very well.

This means that the uric acid crystals in Said's body have been fully metabolized, and the pus produced by the inflammation caused by uric acid has also been basically metabolized and excreted from the body.

The amount of water seeping in is a little too much, making one suspect that he has a faucet installed on his knee.

Ok……

Quite outrageous.

Many ailments in the human body, in essence, stem from insufficient metabolism.

Theoretically, Saeed's gout and diabetes could be eliminated with sufficient metabolism, but the problem is only theoretical; the actual human body is much more complex.

Moreover, gout and diabetes are caused by insufficient metabolism.

Insufficient metabolism leads to illness, but a large amount of metabolism is needed to clear the pathogens, resulting in insufficient metabolism.

It's stuck in a vicious cycle.

But now, after a few injections and dozens of kilograms of nutrient solution, they actually saw a patient with severe gout and diabetes metabolize the severe uric acid crystals in his body.

When did science develop to this point?
As time went on, Said on the operating table stopped thrashing about like a dead fish and gradually calmed down.

Only his heartbeat was still a bit high.

After waiting for another ten minutes or so, and finding that his heartbeat still wouldn't go down, Di Yanjun frowned. He turned around, took out a heart-protecting injection from the medicine cart next to him, prepared the medicine, and gave it to Said.

After the injection, it took a full 10 minutes for Sayyid's heart rate to begin to slowly drop. The drop was not fast; it took several minutes for it to return to around 120.

Looking at the number, Di Yanjun breathed a long sigh of relief, and at the same time shifted his attention from the monitoring equipment to Said's surgical incision.

The surgical incision still oozes tissue fluid like a faucet, but the oozing fluid is clear and transparent, completely unlike the viscous fluid of patients with severe diabetes and gout.

After checking the surgical incision, he placed his hand on Sayed's arm, pressing inch by inch for five or six seconds, then released his fingers and watched the skin bounce back.

Seeing this, the doctor next to them quickly came over.

Especially the doctors in charge of gout surgery, upon seeing Di Yanjun's actions, also placed their hands on Said's arm, pressed for a few seconds, released their fingers, and observed the skin's rebound.

This is a common method for screening diabetic patients.

Diabetic patients often experience poor skin elasticity due to metabolic disorders, microvascular complications, and collagen damage caused by chronic hyperglycemia.

Therefore, doctors usually choose this method for preliminary screening during examinations. The pressure points are generally the back of the hand and the forearm. Press for 5 seconds and then release.

If the indentation rebounds within one second after being pressed, the person is normal. If it rebounds between one and three seconds, the person has diabetes, but it is mild and can be managed with medication and dietary changes. If it rebounds for more than three seconds, the person's diabetes is severe, and the longer it lasts, the more severe it is.

The urine of diabetic patients is not sweet.

The dents created by the doctors rebounded rather slowly, but according to their estimates, it took between one and three seconds.

This is not the time it should take for the skin of a severely diabetic patient to recover.

The time that belongs to Saeed should be around 4 to 5 seconds.

Unconvinced, they prepared to press on Said's heel to check how quickly blood flow would return to it.

But when they got closer to his feet, they discovered that Sayyid's feet were covered in surgical incisions, and at that moment, tissue fluid was seeping out of those incisions, which could not be seen even when pressed.

Left with no other choice, they had to start massaging his hands again.

Press your thighs.

Through repeated testing, they found that Sayed's skin elasticity was rapidly recovering.

Having reached this conclusion, they quickly turned to look at Di Yanjun:

"Professor Di, is this medicine... imported from abroad?"

Di Yanjun was examining Said's pupils when he heard this. He straightened up, crossed his arms, and began circling around Said, all the while displaying a profound and inscrutable expression.

After circling around twice, he gently shook his head: "It's a drug developed by a domestic company. Our Wudaokou Biological Research Institute is only responsible for manufacturing it. It's a highly confidential project."

"The reason we invited you to perform this surgery this time is not only because it is quite difficult, but also because we wanted to obtain a completely new sample."

"In retrospect, this surgery and sample retrieval were perfect."

"Therefore, I hope you will keep the results of this surgery confidential."

"Of course, the leader who coordinated your arrival should also discuss this issue with you after the surgery is completed."

So, don't ask!

After speaking in a profound and enigmatic manner, Di Yanjun turned his gaze to the two gout surgeons: "We can begin suturing the wounds now."

This one sentence left two gout surgeons scratching their heads.

The wound is still oozing tissue fluid, and in large quantities.

What's the difference between this and fixing a water pipe when there's water in it?
But when their eyes met Di Yanjun's, they could only scratch their heads and grit their teeth to proceed.

They noticed something was wrong as soon as the surgery began.

The skin around Said's wound had become more resilient, allowing them to apply slightly more pressure and be less cautious when suturing it.

After tentatively stitching up the first wound, the two doctors exchanged a glance and decisively separated, each taking charge of one wound.

With both sides working together, the stitching speed suddenly increased.

About an hour later, the wound was stitched up. After that, they used the special medicine to clean the wound.

While they were stitching him up, Sayed's heart rate gradually dropped from 120 to around 70.

This is the heartbeat of a normal person when they are asleep.

After waiting another half hour and confirming that everything was normal, Di Yanjun called the anesthesiologist to remove the anesthesia.

The antidote was slowly administered, and a group of people stood by, waiting for Said to wake up.

Half an hour later, Saeed still hadn't woken up. The anesthesiologist came forward, examined him, and gave him another injection.

Less than 10 minutes after the injection, Sayed opened his eyes.

Di Yanjun stepped forward: "Mr. Said, congratulations on your new life!"

(End of this chapter)