Fight,Primitive Man

Chu Dong gritted his teeth and couldn't help it.

As a doctor, Chu Dong has the minimum medical ethics and the bottom line. In front of a doctor, he uses such an unreliable way to save people's lives, which is especially called Cao Jianren's life.

"Who are you?"

Chief looked at Chu Dong, a heavy pressure came.

"I am Chu, who took refuge in the rock tribe after the destruction of Huotong tribe. I can save him. It's better than what you burn. You're not saving people, you're committing a crime! "

Chu Dong came out, looked at the chief and said.

Chu Dong's head is one meter eighty-two, but in front of the chief who is two meters away, it looks like a chick.

"Can you save me? You mean, you can save the axe's life? You How sure are you? " The chief hears a sound, a stride came to Chu Dong's body, his forehead green tendon is exposed, a son raised Chu Dong.

Chu Dong only felt that his neck was strangled by steel bars, and his face was red!

Are primitive people so strong?

"Cough, let go. I'll die before he dies. Let me loose Chu Dong's face is red and his neck is thick. When the chief releases his hand subconsciously, Chu Dong gasps twice.

"I can save it. I'm a doctor. Even if it can't be saved, it's better than your playing with a torch. However, I have a request, need your cooperation! Only in this way can I save him. "

Chu Dong pointed to the axe that the air from his eyes on the ground was less than that from his air intake.

What is a doctor?

Chief, I don't understand.

But the chief understood Chu Dong's words. He just hesitated for a while. Then, the chief turned around and looked at a group of whispering tribal people. His voice let go. He held the torch high and said in a loud voice.

"He said, he You can save the axe

The sound is like thunder.

Shua!

All people's eyes are gathered in Chu Dong's body, eyes such as choose people and bite of the hungry wolf. The chief's voice became more and more fierce. He looked around, and his eyes finally fixed on Chu Dong.

"Axe, I'll give it to you. I only want his life. I don't care whether you exaggerate or not, no matter how much food and resources you use, I will give it to you. But if the axe is dead, you have to use your life to fill it

"If the axe is alive, then you..."

"Chu, you can eat meat!"

The chief's voice was deafening. The cold in his voice seemed to make people shiver as soon as they heard it.

Can I eat meat?

What a simple and rude reward.

But

I love it!

"Deal!"

Chudong curled his mouth, and then he nodded to the chief.

Later, he directed a group of people to move the axe to the nearest stone house. He didn't want to have an operation in broad daylight. He was scared out of his wits because of the poor urine quality of these primitive people. He just pulled him when he left.

"Don't worry, it's OK."

Chu Dong of course knows what Xia is thinking. He pats Xia's shoulder comfortingly and turns his head to get into the warehouse of Panshi tribe.

The reason why the Panshi tribe is named after Panshi is that there are many stones around the tribe. The people of the tribe are famous for polishing stone tools. The warehouse is full of stone axes and sharp stone spears. Although it can't compare with the sharp props polished by modern science and technology, its sharpness is not inferior.

What makes Chu Dong more concerned is that he found a one meter long iron in the corner of the warehouse.

How can there be such a thing in this era?

Have primitive people learned how to smelt iron?

Chu Dong Leng for a while, but he didn't think much, turned around and began to look for what he needed.

Soon he found what he needed.

And some kind of giant stone with a sharp intestines.

The tools were simple and crude, but Chu Dong didn't care too much. In modern society, Chu Dong went abroad to provide medical aid to a very backward country, and even glass pieces could be used as scalpels. Now the situation is very good.

What satisfied Chu Dong was the casing.

Chu Dong pulled, and found that the intestines are full of toughness, which is a bit more tough than the infusion tubes in modern hospitals. He cut a small section as a suture, and Chu Dong turned and went out.

When he saw the axe again, he was still awake.

You know, it's been at least half a day since the axe was carried back to the tribe by Tyrannosaurus Rex. It's terrible to lose blood from such a big wound, and it's still not in a coma.

This has to let Chu Dong sigh that the vitality of the high barbarian soldiers is exuberant.

"Now, I'm going to cut your wound, remove your carrion caused by external force, and then stop your bleeding again by finger pressing You Well Chu Dong washed his hands, he took a stone knife and began to do preoperative advice, but he habitually said two words before he found that he was afraid to play the lute before the ox.

Saw the axe blink black bright eye bead son, a face muddle force of looking at him, that facial expression want more muddle force have more muddle force, Chu Dong sighed a tone, know oneself is white to say.Hand is a knife, Chu Dong skilled cut the axe was pierced by the wound.

Push aside the skin and flesh, Chu Dong carefully looking at the organ damage, see generally unimpeded, he was relieved. Maybe it's because of the luck of the axe, or maybe it's because of the strong physique of the high-ranking soldiers who have gone deep into the heart.

Although the organs were damaged, it was within the acceptable range.

Take out the rotten meat, block the bleeding blood vessels, skilled suture, at most 20 minutes, Chu Dong has finished the wound treatment.

As for disinfection, well, in such a primitive and barbaric society, there is no such thing as disinfection. Chu Dong only hopes that axe will not die of bacterial infection.

Axe is worthy of being the first warrior of rock.

More than 20 minutes of operation, Chu Dong can be described as simple and rough, how to efficiency how to come.

Fu Leng didn't say a word.

Well, it's a primitive man.

After washing his hands, Chu Dong turns his head out of the stone house. As soon as he comes out, he sees that a group of tribal soldiers outside the stone house are like black eyed chickens. Yes, he looks at him. The chief is pacing back and forth from outside. When he sees Chu Dong coming out, he immediately steps up.

"Chu, when does it start? The injury of the axe is very serious. I'm afraid it won't last long Chieftain tiger eye glitters, holding Chu Dong's shoulder way.

"Start? It's over. "

Chu Dong was stunned for a moment. As the world's top surgeon, such a small surgical operation is similar to cutting the cecum. If it's not for the poor medical conditions, he will finish it in ten minutes.

"Over?"

The soldiers were silent for a moment, and then everyone's eyes turned red.

"Axe, dead?"

The chief was even more moved. He quickly re entered the stone house. When the chief came out again, his eyes suddenly turned red. Then the chief grabbed Chu Dong's arm like a wounded beast.

"Chu, you said you could save him."

The chief is a high-ranking soldier with great strength.

Chu Dong felt that his arm was about to break, as if as long as he did not give a clear explanation, the chief would crush him like a chicken, without hesitation.

It's just Dead?

Even if there is no disinfection, how can such a small surgical operation kill people?

Bacterial infection?

You can't really guess for yourself.

Chu Dong Leng for a while, he forced himself to get rid of the chief's hand, but saw in the room, the axe sleeps peacefully, clearly sleeps sweetly.

Chudong's face turned black.

"Chief, who said the axe was dead?"

"The axe is not dead? But why hasn't he got up yet? "

The chief was surprised.

Shit, you think surgery is a panacea.

Chu Dong make complaints about it.

However, when I saw the axe's pale face, it was obvious that he lost too much blood. Even if the high-ranking soldiers had strong vitality, the massive loss of blood was enough to cause death.

Chu Dong hesitated. He didn't want to come to prehistoric treatment. The first patient died of excessive blood loss.

"I can only say that the axe's life has been saved for the time being, but it is not out of danger. After all, the delay has been a long time, a lot of blood loss, even the lives of high-ranking soldiers are in danger. Now there is only one way, that is, blood transfusion. Only blood transfusion can guarantee that the axe can live 100 percent. "

Think about it, Chu Dong Dao.

Seeing the crowd looking at him, Chu Dong rolled his eyes and explained. "I know you don't understand, so to speak. The blood in the axe's body is gone. It's dying. But we can give him our blood and let him live, understand? "

Chu Dong's explanation was straightforward. Although the soldiers of the tribe were more muscular than their heads, they also understood what he meant.

It's just

The soldiers looked at each other face to face.

It's the first time that they've heard such a strange saying, blood transfusion? Can blood be transfused? What's more, if the axe's blood is gone, if you give him other people's blood and the axe is alive, isn't the blood giver going to die?

Is this life for life?

This is not even a witch's way!