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After some teachings from Fang Jifan.
Zhu Houzhao roughly understood the operation process.
¡°Obviouslythe difficulty of this operation was much more difficult than he originally expected.
He thought it was the same as cutting the waist, and it came out with a snap.
Therefore, Zhu Houzhao took a deep breath and had to be cautious.
In her belly, there is her own child, maybe even her own son.
You still have the throne and country to inherit, and you have to survive.
Fang Jifan was actually more nervous than Zhu Houzhao.
Because the surgical instruments of this era are naturally far inferior to those of the previous life. At this time, whether the operation can be completed depends on Zhu Houzhao's knife skills. If the instruments are not good, the knife skills will make up for it.
Fang Jifan touched Fang's belly and roughly confirmed the position of the child. Then he took a piece of cloth and covered Fang's belly, leaving only a small opening for surgery to prevent blood flow. 's everywhere.
Zhu Houzhao took out the scalpel, while Fang Jifan took the hemostatic forceps.
"Your Highness, we don't have much time. In order to prevent heavy bleeding, we must be quick. Any delay will put Concubine Fang in more danger."
"Understood." Zhu Houzhao nodded.
Fang Jifan took a deep breath: "That's it, let's start now!"
"start."
Zhu Houzhao took a deep breath and concentrated on it. This guy's psychological quality was so good that he must have been a pig butcher in his previous life.
Then, Zhu Houzhao held the extremely sharp scalpel according to the operation position, and gently began to draw across Concubine Fang's belly.
Although Smelly Mazi Decoction has a certain anesthetic effect, its effect is limited.
Concubine Fang felt pain.
She burst into tears.
This feeling of lying on your back while two people disembowel your body with butcher knives is enough to make a woman feel unspeakable horror.
Butshe gritted her teeth and did not dare to move.
She knew in her heart that if she moved randomly, the child might not be saved.
Fang Jifan couldn't help but hold her hand and comforted: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, don't be nervous, it's okay, it will be okay soon, you will see the child soon."
"Really?" Concubine Fang's hands were cold and her voice was choked: "Okay, I won't move, Iit won't hurt"
Fang Jifan nodded, and then he concentrated on observing the direction of Zhu Houzhao's sword.
Zhu Houzhao frowned, his eyes were like lightning, and he began to carefully cut open the first layer of belly.
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He could already see the blood stains on the back and belly.
Fang Jifan suddenly thought, isn¡¯t the scene in front of him the same as skinning? This is an ancestral craft. I think back then, Emperor Taizu Gao¡¯s favorite thing to do was to peel skins and fill them with grass.
"Continue." Fang Jifan said.
"Wipe the sweat." Zhu Houzhao noticed that there was sweat on his forehead.
Sweat must not drip down, as it can easily cause wound infection.
Fang Jifan was busy wiping his sweat.
Zhu Houzhao continued to stare at the surgical site and made the second incision.
The second layer of skin slowly opens.
His hand was steady and impartial, and his expression was like Wang Shouren's when he killed the pig, calm and quick.
Zhu Houzhao continued, and the scalpel opened the third layer of belly.
There are seven layers in the belly. In later generations of surgeries, it was not just as simple as cutting open the belly at once. This is the difficulty of caesarean section, which is the difference from cutting the waist. Because the wound required for caesarean section is larger, one layer must be cut open. The skin was cut open layer by layer, and then the child and placenta were quickly taken out, and then sutured layer by layer. If the knife was cut directly, even if the suturing was performed, the bleeding would not be stopped.
Fang was holding back. She could feel her belly being cut open layer by layer. This was an extremely terrifying thing. She raised her eyes, looked at Zhu Houzhao, and then at Fang Jifan. The two of them lowered their heads, and she was dead. Holding Fang Jifan's hand: "Brother, is the child out?"
Fang Jifan said: "It's almost here."
This is just the beginning.
Next, the third floor, the fourth floor
"Obviously, the current surgical instruments are still not up to par, and the sharpness of the scalpels is still far inferior to that of later generations. Only after the fourth layer, under that thin layer of belly, can almost see the abdominal cavity.
Fang Ji?The feudal lord just laid the 'big rat' flat on the tray.
The silkworm room was already very warm, so there was no need to worry about the 'big rat' freezing. Fang Jifan took out a large cotton swab, dipped it in alcohol, and began to wipe every part of the child's body, especially the umbilical cord.
After smearing the alcohol all over his body, Fang Jifan breathed a sigh of relief. The child began to move his mouth, as if he didn't want to cry anymore, he was too tired.
Fang Jifan took out the swaddling clothes that had been prepared and wrapped him up. The swaddling clothes were a bit big, and obviously the palace had no idea about the condition of premature babies, but it didn't matter, just wrap him in an extra layer.
After wrapping him up, Fang Jifan put the 'big rat' aside.
The child is healthy.
Thinking about it, his nutrition was fully guaranteed when he was in his stomach. The child that Fang Jifan was most worried about might not have fully developed lungs. This would probably not happen if he was a child from a poor family.
Fang Jifan returned to the operating table. Zhu Houzhao lowered his head and continued to sew, sewing layer by layer from the inside out. It was already the third layer. When he saw Fang Jifan approaching, he couldn't help but said with disgust: "Go take care of my children." .¡±
"I want to look at my sister." Fang Jifan said.
Zhu Houzhao had nothing to do with him.
Fang Jifan first touched Concubine Fang's forehead. Her body temperature was normal, and her breathing was even, but she was still a little weak. After the abdomen was sewn, there were occasional blood drops coming out, but the blood loss was not the same. Heavy.
Fang Jifan thought to himself, whether you can survive or not depends on you, you can do it.
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