Falling behind at the start, the first surgery shocked the world.

The person in front of them had been completely burned to a crisp, his entire body covered in charred black skin. The nurses couldn't find a vein to give him an IV.

now.

Looking at the coke in front of him.

Summer makes me feel utterly hopeless.

It's too late to save them!

Even if he's cheating, there's nothing he can do.

"System... what can I do to save him?"

[I'm sorry, host, you can't save him.]

Let's see him off on his final journey.

Heh heh...

The patient's mouth moved slightly; he wanted to speak, but his injuries were too severe to allow him to speak. The only thing that could still be clearly seen was his eyeballs.

His eyes were fixed on summer.

Two streams of tears flowed from his eyes.

That gaze... was filled with despair.

"What are you trying to say?"

Xia Tian went over to him, wanting to help, but didn't know where to start.

Heh heh...

And then that sound came out again.

Wang Boyi, with red eyes, said, "The patient's vocal cords are not damaged, but he is too weak to speak."

He didn't even have the strength to speak.

Summer's expression darkened.

He said, "I have a way."

"Give me a dose of dopamine."

He took out a super dopamine syringe from his pocket. His body was so charred that no veins could be found, so he simply stopped looking and aimed at the muscle, injecting the super dopamine into it. After the injection of super dopamine entered his body...

The patient's eyes became much brighter.

"Doctor... doctor."

The hoarse voice sounded like a broken bellows, leaking air everywhere with the slightest movement.

"We're here."

Xia Tian and Wang Boyi hurriedly stepped forward.

With the help of super dopamine, the patient was able to speak, but was still very weak.

He spoke haltingly.

"I...I have a bank card."

"Password, 226688, please tell my parents."

He would pause for a minute or two after saying each word.

Xia Tian and Wang Boyi listened patiently to him finish speaking, nodding repeatedly.

"Don't worry, we will definitely pass on the message to them."

"Is there anything else you want to say?"

He paused for a moment, whether because he was too weak or thinking about what he should say in his final moments, a few minutes later he spoke again.

"Yes, it's Engineer Li..."

……

Ten minutes later, the heart rate on the monitor turned into a straight line.

I glanced at the time on the wall.

Xia Tian announced: "The patient died at 1:40 AM."

call……

Leave the emergency room.

Xia Tian let out a long sigh. He had only been working there for six months and was not used to death, especially such a young life, gone just like that... He felt very uncomfortable.

Xia Tian and Wang Boyi exchanged a glance, their faces both looking extremely grim.

"What do we do now?"

Wang Boyi inquired.

Summer's face darkened, and she asked in a low voice.

"Have the police arrived?"

The factory explosion injured more than 50 people, which is considered a major accident. In the face of a major accident, in addition to treating patients, doctors also have to cooperate with the police to investigate the cause of the explosion.

"I saw a policeman just now, but I haven't seen him yet."

"Go to the emergency room."

The two returned to the emergency room.

The consultation room was filled with patients and their families.

Is Sister Li there?

With Zhang Ming absent, Li Yajun is in charge of the emergency room, so Xia Tian needs to discuss things with her before making a decision.

Han Meiji was stitching up a trauma patient when she quickly replied to Xia Tian.

"Sister Li isn't here."

"Please take them in quickly, there are two patients with severe burns at the entrance."

Before the two could reply.

Two patients rushed in, shouting as soon as they entered.

"Doctor, doctor, my hand! Please save my hand! I'm a skilled worker, I can't live without my hand!"

The patient was young, around 35 years old. His right hand was charred black, and the bone of his thumb was even exposed. In addition to his right hand, he had burns of varying degrees in other parts of his body.

"quick."

"Lie down."

Saving the patient is the priority; we can deal with other things later.

The patient lay down, and in summer the curtains were drawn.

The patient was immediately given an injection of painkiller to relieve the pain. Then, the small blisters on the patient's body were treated. Minor burns only require cleaning the wound and applying ointment.

It doesn't require much processing.

Then.

Summer began treating the burns on my right hand.

Burns are classified into three degrees:

First-degree burns: ordinary burns, with redness of the skin and blisters.

Grade 2: Localized pain, blisters, hard as leather, red, waxy white or scorched yellow wound surface.

Level 3: Blackening, scorching, and carbonization.

The patient's burns are classified as first-degree burns, but the burns on his hands are classified as third-degree burns.

I placed a sterile gauze pad on my hand, then poured the entire bottle of hydrogen peroxide onto the gauze and applied it externally. Afterward, I wiped away the black stains on my hand, being very careful during the process, especially in the summer.

Beneath the charred remains, it was impossible to determine the severity of the patient's injuries in the summer.

You can only wipe it clean little by little.

It took a full 50 minutes, three bottles of hydrogen peroxide, and countless sterile gauze pads to clean the patient's hands.

The area on the hand was mangled and bloody, reaching the granulation tissue stage.

The patient kept asking Xia Tian questions.

"Doctor, is there any way to save my hand?"

"I can't live without hands."

"I have three children and parents. If I lose my hands, I will be a useless person."

"Please, please save my hand."

Summer treated the wound while comforting the patient.

"Your hand is fine."

"The skin injury won't affect your opponent, don't worry."

Granulation wound is a medical term. Simply put, it means that the surface layer of skin has been burned away. The surface layer is treated, and it does not affect the nervous system. After healing, only a scar will be left, and it will not affect the use of the hand.

"However... you might not be able to save your thumb."

In addition to the burns, the thumb was also hit by an external force, leaving the entire finger a bloody mess and the bones completely shattered. In the summer, they tried to piece the bones back together, but both attempts failed.

Summer speaks softly.

"My thumb is gone."

"It had to be surgically removed."

The patient was immediately alarmed and shouted, "No, I can't live without my thumb!"

"I'm a technician. Losing my thumb is no different from not having a hand. Doctor, please, please save my thumb."

Summer frowns.

The current situation isn't about whether he can stay in the hospital or not, but rather that his thumb... is gone.

It was smashed into mincemeat...