Chapter 1018: Vasily's Surgery (Part II)
Seeing my anxious appearance, Yushchenko walked up to my side and whispered: "Comrade General, why don't we go into the operating room to see what is going on?" โ
Hearing his bad idea, I glared at him fiercely and said angrily, "Nonsense, it's nonsense." Aren't you afraid that we will rush in so rashly and affect Dr. Sergei's operation? โ
After being reprimanded by me, Yushchenko had no choice but to honestly go back to the chair by the wall and sit down, patiently waiting with me.
I don't know how long I waited, but the door of the operating room suddenly rang. I turned my head to look, and a nurse wearing a mask walked out of it, and I hurriedly stepped forward to stop her way, and asked with concern, "Comrade nurse, is the operation inside done?" โ
The nurse shook her head and said angrily, "I'm sorry, Comrade Commander, there was an accident during the operation, and the time may be extended." โ
There was an accident during the operation, and when I heard the news, I immediately became nervous, grabbed her arm, and asked in a panic, "What happened to the accident, will it cause the operation to fail?" โ
The nurse shook her head again and replied: "Dr. Sergey, while removing the blood from the wounded eye, found a piece of shrapnel that had not been removed during the last operation. Due to the small size of this shrapnel, it may take a little time to remove it. After saying this, she said to me in a pleading tone, "Comrade commander, I have run out of medicine in the operating room, and I am in a hurry to get the medicine now, do you allow me to leave?" โใ
Only then did I realize that I was still clutching her arm, and I quickly loosened my fingers and took a step back. Apologetically, "I'm sorry. Comrade nurse. I'm delaying your work. Then he made a gesture of please, "Please." โ
Yushchenko walked up to me again, looked at the back of the nurse who was leaving in a hurry, and said angrily: "Hmph, no wonder Vasily's eyes have not been restored for a long time, it turns out that there is still shrapnel that has not been taken out." โ
"Comrade Captain, you can't blame the doctor for this." Sergey operated on me, and I knew in my heart that he was a serious and responsible doctor. The reason why no shrapnel remained in Vasily's eye was found may be due to its small size. Seeing Yushchenko's indignant look, I could only explain to him: "The volume of this residual shrapnel should be very small, I guess it is about the same as a grain of sand, so Dr. Sergei missed it when they debrided it last time." โ
Listening to my explanation, Yushchenko sighed, walked back to the wall noncommittally, and sat down again.
The minutes ticked by, just as I was about to lose my patience. The door to the operating room was banging again. This time the two doors were wide open, and two male nurses pushed out the operating table where Vasily was lying. I hurried to catch up. Holding on to the edge of the operating table, he followed a few steps and asked Vasily, who was lying on it, with concern: "Hey, Vasily, can you hear me?" โ
Vasily, whose eyes were tightly wrapped in gauze, heard my voice, and after a hum, said to me in a loud voice: "Comrade Commander, I feel very good, thank you!" โ
Hearing that he was full of confidence, I finally breathed a sigh of relief in my heart, and said to Vasily again: "You go back and rest first, and I will see you later." He straightened up and took a step back, letting the nurse push the operating table to the ward.
I turned around and walked towards Osiminaen, who had just appeared in the doorway. When I was still two steps away from him, I took the initiative to stretch out my hands and said at the same time: "Comrade Dean, hard work! โ
When Osiminen stretched out his hands to shake me, he said with a bitter face: "Comrade General, I finally did not disappoint you, the operation was successful. Comrade Vasily's eyes can be removed in a week at most, and although the eyesight is not comparable to before, at least he will not be blind. โ
After chatting with him for a few words, I suddenly realized that I had not seen Sergei's shadow until now, so I asked curiously: "Comrade Dean, I don't know where Dr. Sergei is?" I'm going to thank him personally. โ
Osiminen pouted into the operating room and said, "Where else can it be, of course it's inside." At this, he sighed and added bitterly, "Five or six hours of continuous surgery has exhausted him." If it were in peacetime, such an operation would not be a big deal for him. But now that it was the time of the war, everything was rationed, and many of our doctors were malnourished and could not last long operations. Dr. Sergei was no exception, and in the last half hour of the operation, he was almost unsteady on his feet. โ
After listening to Osimmenen's account, my heart felt as if something had been struck at me, and I felt extremely uncomfortable. I turned my head and instructed Yushchenko, who was standing behind: "Comrade Captain, you immediately go back to our place and get something to eat, especially enema, as much as you want." โ
After listening to my instructions, Yushchenko did not act immediately, but continued to stand in the distance without moving, with a look of embarrassment on his face. When I saw this, I couldn't help but be angry, and raised my voice and asked him: "Captain, what's going on, didn't you hear my order?" โ
Yushchenko, seeing that I was angry again, could only honestly reply: "Comrade General, I heard you." However, we have limited food, and if we bring it to Dr. Sergei, we may go hungry at night. โ
"We'll talk about it in the evening," I interrupted Yushchenko's words without saying anything, and ordered him categorically: "Now you go back and get food at once, do you hear?" โ
"Yes!" Yushchenko reluctantly agreed, turned and walked down the corridor towards the outside.
I asked where Sergei was, and I walked straight in. Standing at the door of the open locker room, I saw Sergei sitting on the floor with his back against the wall, and a nurse crouched beside him, wiping the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief.
"Doctor Sergei." I screamed, walked into the locker room, and immediately crouched down beside him, asking with concern, "What's wrong with you?" โ
Sergei looked at me, squeezed a smile out of his face with all his might, and replied: "Comrade General, I'm fine, it's just that it's a little too long when I stand, my feet are a little weak, and I'll be fine after a while." โ
Didn't wait for me to speak. The nurse who was squatting on the other side puffed up and said, "Dr. Sergei." Where are you standing for a long time and your feet are weak. It is simply because of long-term malnutrition that the body cannot withstand such a high-intensity operation......"
"Alright, Irina, don't talk about it." Sergei gave me a wary look as he stopped the nurse from continuing, as if he was afraid that the nurse's words would provoke me.
I coughed softly and comforted him: "Don't worry, Doctor Sergey. I know that Comrade Nurse is telling the truth. Now that the ration system is in place, you have very limited food to eat each day. This is not enough food for a doctor like you, who does the heavy lifting of the work every day, and I will respond to my superiors as soon as possible so that they can increase your daily quota. โ
Hearing me say this, Sergei's eyes lit up, and then they darkened again. He shook his head and said weakly, "Thank you, Comrade General. But it's useless, because you're not in charge of the health department after all. There is simply no right to adjust the treatment of health care workers. โ
Instead of dwelling on this issue, I shifted the topic to Vasily's operation: "Doctor Sergey. I would like to ask you why, during the last operation, all the shrapnel in Comrade Vasily's eyes was not removed. โ
"That's right, Comrade General." Sergei heard me about this and quickly explained to me: "When Comrade Vasily was sent to our hospital, the injury to his eye was already very serious, probably related to the improper disposal of the field hospital. We performed two debridement surgeries in a row to remove the shrapnel and various impurities from his eyeball. As for the piece of shrapnel found today, it was too small in size, only slightly larger than a grain of sand, so it could not be found in time at that time. โ
I heard Sergey's statement, which was similar to what I had guessed, so I didn't dwell on the matter anymore, but continued to ask: "How long will it take for Vasily to recover after this operation?" "Although Osiminin gave me an answer to this matter just now, I wanted to get further information from Sergei, so I asked again.
Sergey, having regained some strength, replied to me: "Comrade General, rest assured, Vasily's operation was a success. After removing the piece of shrapnel, I searched it several times to make sure that there were no other residual fragments, and then I sutured it up. If nothing else, at most a week later, Vasily will be able to remove the stitches. Although his eyesight will never return to the level it used to be, he will never lose his sight. โ
As soon as Sergei finished speaking, Irina on the other side suddenly said to me: "Comrade commander, although you have been discharged from the hospital now, for the sake of safety, you must not do any strenuous exercise for three months, lest you have retinal detachment again. With our current medical conditions, the anesthetic injected into your brain for a second surgery can have undesirable side effects. โ
Hearing the nurse's advice, I quickly nodded in approval and assured her, "Don't worry, Comrade Irina, I will be extra careful about what you remind." โ
As we spoke, Yushchenko walked in with a rucksack on his face. I winked at him and motioned for him to hand it to Sergei.
Yushchenko saw my eyes, immediately understood, crouched down, and placed the bulging rucksack in front of him.
Seeing the rucksack placed in front of him, Sergei showed a surprised expression on his face, and he asked strangely: "Comrade General, what is this?" โ
"It's nothing, it's just a little bit to eat." I shrugged my shoulders and said lightly, "I see you've been working hard lately, so I asked my subordinates to bring you something to eat, and I hope you can take it." โ
Irina, the nurse next to her, heard that the backpack was full of food, and couldn't help but reach for the backpack, but Sergei grabbed her hand. Sergei shook his head at her, then turned to me and said, "Comrade General, you better take back this food." I know that you are all from outside the city, and you don't have a ration card, and it is very difficult to get these foods, so how can we have the right to eat the food you have so hard to get? โ
Without saying a word, I grabbed the rucksack on the ground, stuffed it into Irina's arms without saying a word, and said in a tough tone: "Comrade nurse, this food is for you and Dr. Sergei, you can only accept it and not refuse it. This is my order, and although you are not yet soldiers, you should know that the orders of your superiors can only be obeyed, and this cannot be discussed. โ
In the face of my aggressiveness, the rucksack Irina held in her arms was like a time bomb, making her feel cramped and uneasy, just sweeping her gaze back and forth over my and Sergei's faces.
"Since it's the kindness of Comrade General, then let's accept it." Sergei guessed from my actions that if he didn't take these things, I would never give up, so he nodded at Irina and said, "I'll take it to the doctors and nurses in the inpatient department later." โ
"Okay." When Irina heard Sergei say this, she immediately agreed, stood up with her backpack, walked to the other side of the dressing room, and carefully placed her things on the table.
I raised my hand and looked at my watch, and when I saw that it was past noon, I stood up and said to Sergei, who was still sitting on the ground: "Comrade doctor, it's not early, we won't disturb you, you can rest well." After saying that, I turned around and shook my head at Yushchenko, who was standing next to me, and said, "Captain, let's go!" โ
When Yushchenko and I got into the jeep, I asked: "Captain, were there anything important during my absence?" โ
Yushchenko, who was sitting in the co-pilot's seat, heard me ask, turned around, turned to my side, and said, "Comrade General, there is nothing else, but the instructor who wants to teach you English is here and is waiting for you at our quarters." โ
"Comrade driver, let's drive." I leaned forward, reached out and patted the driver on the shoulder, and told him, "Get back to our place as soon as possible, don't make the instructor wait too long." โ
Five minutes later, our car was parked outside our accommodation. Yushchenko got out of the car first, walked to the back, opened the door, and respectfully waited for me to get out of the car.
As soon as I got out of the car, a soldier ran out of it and asked Yushchenko with a smile: "Comrade Captain, you are back." โ
Yushchenko didn't talk nonsense with him either, and asked bluntly: "Is the instructor still inside?" โ
The soldier nodded desperately and replied in the affirmative, "Yes, Comrade Captain, the instructor has been waiting inside for the general to return." โ
I walked up to the warrior and told him, "Take us to the instructor, I think he must be in a hurry." (To be continued......)
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