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Volume 2: Manhattan Chapter 406: Take Two Steps When You¡¯re Not Sick

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    On the third underground floor of the toy factory, in the laboratory, the glass room that Tang Ji uses the most is equipped with operating tables and other facilities. Tang Ji will perform surgery here. This location was chosen because Tang Ji was afraid of going out.  Surprisingly, here, he can adjust in time, even if something unexpected happens, he can still make up for it.  At eight o'clock in the morning, very early, Tang Ji took a total of five doctors, including Dr. Chen, into the underground laboratory. It was their first time here, so they kept looking around.  At 8:30 in the morning, Tang Ji lay on the operating table after taking off his clothes, and the positions that did not require surgery were fixed with straps. Afterwards, Dr. Chen performed local anesthesia on Tang Ji. Time passed minute by minute, about  Twenty minutes later.  Doctor Chen pressed Tang Ji's anesthetized leg and said, "How is it?" Tang Ji, who was lying on the bed, looked at the high-definition monitor above, slowly shook his head, paused, and said, "Forget it.  Let's get started. Give me that towel. "In fact, Tang Ji has known that anesthesia is ineffective for him since he jumped off the building last time. On the day when the zombie virus transformed, Tang Ji was anesthetized because of the pain, but it had no effect at all. Since then, he has been anesthetized.  So, Tang Ji didn't say anything just now, he just wanted Dr. Chen to try it, maybe it would be effective.  Unfortunately, there is no possibility.  Dr. Chen and several other doctors ignored it with worried eyes, and then looked at Tang Ji: "We can wait." "Thank you, no need, I understand my physical condition, get a towel" Tang Ji smiled slightly  He shook his head and said, still looking at the monitor above. The monitor was only half a meter away from his face. The picture was his legs. The camera was filming all the time. He needed to watch the entire operation and correct them when necessary.  The problem.  Dr. Chen had nothing to say. The doctor on the side walked to the bedside with a towel, stuffed the towel into Tang Ji's mouth, and asked Tang Ji to bite it.  "Mr. Tang, has it started?" Sig, the surgeon in charge, asked. Several people on the side covered Tang Ji with sterile cloth, and everything was ready.  "Hmm!" Tang Ji made an affirmative nasal sound.  Sig took out the scalpel and cut it very close to the skin of Tang Ji's leg scar. He glanced at Tang Ji sideways, then lowered his head, looked attentively, and pressed down on the tip of the knife.  The moment the scalpel blade scratched Tang Ji's skin, Sig clearly felt it. Tang Ji's body shook slightly. Fortunately, Tang Ji's limbs were fixed. Otherwise, this shaking may cause unnecessary harm to Tang Ji.  s damage.  "Let's hurry up." Sig said, no longer paying attention to Tang Ji's forehead with bulging veins, and began to concentrate on the operation.  "Dilator." "Hemostatic forceps" "Surgical scissors." The operation continued. Following Sig's voice, surgical instruments were handed to him one by one and acted on Tang Ji. His movements were very fast, almost  There was no hesitation and it was obvious that he was a very mature surgeon.  At this time, several other doctors have completely become assistants. This is the case for the time being. This operation cannot be completed in more than ten minutes. Tang Ji's problems are not all in the legs, but the legs are the most serious. Everyone here  Doctors all play a very important role, not just as assistants.  On the operating table, Tang Ji's eyes were wide open and covered with bloodshot eyes. There were protrusions of blood vessels and muscles on the sides of his cheeks and forehead. He was biting the towel, his face was red, and he was enduring great pain.  Outside the laboratory, the room in the middle of the corridor on the third underground floor was quiet and dull. The two women looked nervously at the pictures on the LCD monitor on the wall, looking extremely worried.  Monica and Hillary.  Hillary was six months pregnant, and her belly looked very big. She was sitting at a round table in loose clothes, her hands tightly holding the armrests of the chair, her joints turning white. She looked at the scene of Tang Ji's surgery in the picture.  Very worried, Tang Ji looked terrible.  Monica on the side was not in much better condition than Hillary. Negative emotions such as anxiety and restlessness were all written on her face.  The leg surgery came to an end after almost an hour. Sig wanted to use Tang Ji's key item in the surgery, which was Tang Ji's research for several months, a method that can make wound tissue heal quickly.  Even proliferative sprays. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Snap!  Snap!  Sig shook the bottle containing the spray liquid and turned his attention to Tang Ji again. After shaking it for a few more times, he lowered his head and pulled out the cap, pointed the nozzle at Tang Ji's wound, and pressed down.  Hiss!  The liquid is sprayed into the wound and quickly fuses with flesh, blood and soft tissue.  "Well" Tang Ji made a painful nasal sound at that moment, his body shook hard, his chest arched upward, and his eyes were straight.Looking at the screen, the blood vessels in his neck malfunctioned, twisting and twisting like fat earthworms, and looked as if they were about to burst.  Extreme pain.  This medicine allows Tang Ji¡¯s cells to divide at an unimaginable speed, and the process cannot be peaceful.  Sig handed the spray to the people around him and immediately began to suture Tang Ji's wound. The wound was a bit large, so if it was not sutured, even if the wound healed, it would still be deformed.  A minute later, Tang Ji¡¯s pain disappeared, completely disappeared. Even when Sig was suturing his wound with a needle and thread, he couldn¡¯t feel it because he was completely numb.  The entire operation lasted until one o'clock in the afternoon. The operation was successful. After that, the other four doctors left. Before leaving, they pushed Tang Ji to the lounge nearby. After a few people left, Monica and Hillary entered  laboratory.  "Baby, are you okay? How do you feel?" Monica, who put on a white coat, slowly walked into the room where Tang Ji was. She asked as she walked slowly to the bed, squatted down and looked at Tang Ji on the bed.  lucky.  "I'm fine." Tang Ji, who was covered in bandages and looked pale, turned his head to look at Monica and whispered, then looked at the door with a smile.  A female armed soldier helped Hillary slowly walk into the room, holding her hands on her waist, looking very careful.  As her belly gets bigger, Hillary needs more and more care, so she recently selected some female personal guards to take care of her daily life and travel.  "Didn't you say don't come out and walk around all the time? Why do you always do this?" Tang Ji looked at Hillary sideways and complained in a low voice.  "I'm not that fragile, how are you?" Manila said with a smile, slowly walked to the chair next to Tang Ji's bed and sat down.  "Very good, very successful." Tang Ji nodded slightly.  "How long will it take to get out of bed?" Monica on the side asked, standing up, twisting and sitting on the edge of the bed, picking up the towel next to the pillow and wiping the sweat on Tang Ji's forehead.  "It may take a few hours. The incision is large and it will take longer to heal." Tang Ji replied.  At four o'clock in the afternoon, Hillary, who had been with Tang Ji for two hours, left at Tang Ji's urging. Hillary was pregnant with the child, and Tang Ji didn't want her to be too tired, so it would be nice to have Monica alone with her.  At seven o'clock in the evening, five hours after Tang Ji finished the operation.  Monica was sitting by the bed peeling an apple. There was a fruit basket and a lunch box with only leftover soup and soup beside her. They were all delivered by armed soldiers at six o'clock. After Tang Ji entered the laboratory in the morning, the laboratory  The door was never closed, so there was no need to unlock it when entering or exiting. There was always an armed soldier holding the handle.  "What time is it?" Tang Ji suddenly asked on the bed.  Monica raised her hand to look at her watch, smiled softly and said: "Seven:03." "Well, that's almost it" Tang Ji said softly. As he spoke, he supported the bed with both hands and sat up slowly.  Monica immediately put the fruit knife and the half-cut apple in her hand on the table, stood up and looked at Tang Ji nervously.  In the past five hours, Tang Ji¡¯s body below the neck had hardly moved. Tang Ji was worried that moving would affect the healing of the wound, so he didn¡¯t dare to move. Even his meals were fed by Monica.  At this time, Tang Ji suddenly sat up, and it was impossible for Monica not to be worried.  "HaI'm fine, don't be nervous, help me get that box." Tang Ji smiled and pointed to the medical box on the table beside him.  Monica immediately reached out to pick up the box and placed it next to Tang Ji.  Taking out surgical scissors and other things from the box, Tang Ji first cut off all the bandages on his body, revealing the places where the wounds were sutured. There were five places in total, one on the left hip and left knee, one on the abdomen, and one on the right forearm.  One spot, and another spot on the chest.  The shortest wound was five centimeters and the long one was eight centimeters, and they all seemed to have healed.  Tang Ji stretched out his hand and pinched the soft tissue near the wound. No abnormality was felt, so he began to remove the sutures from several wounds at once. Removing the sutures was very simple. Just cut off all the sutures and use tweezers to pull them out.  Three minutes later, Tang Ji put down the tweezers in his hand, pinched the scar, and patted it.  "Very good!" Tang Ji muttered to himself, moved his buttocks to the edge of the bed, and put his legs down.  Monica, who had been watching from the side, immediately took out Tang Ji's leather boots from under the stool, walked quickly to Tang Ji's side, squatted down and helped Tang Ji put on the shoes.  Monica stood up, Tang Ji¡¯s hand was always on Monica¡¯s shoulders, his butt rubbed against the edge of the bed, and he got out of the bed, slowly standing up straight.  "How do you feel?" Monica looked at Tang Ji with concerned eyes and asked softly.  Tang Ji shook his head slightly, having no special feeling., paused and said, "Let me take a few steps and try." After saying this, his hand slowly left Monica's shoulder, taking one step, two steps, three steps forward walking faster and faster, walking  When he reached the corner, he quickly turned around and walked quickly along the glass wall, with the wind blowing under his feet.  "Baby, I'm fine!" Tang Ji said as he walked, with a joyful smile on his face.  Monica raised the corners of her mouth, showing a happy smile, but suddenly raised her hand to cover her mouth, looking at Tang Ji with red eyes.  She wants to cry!  "I'm fine, I'm really fine" Tang Ji didn't pay attention to Monica, and was still walking on his own. As he spoke, his tone increased a lot. When he walked to the glass wall again, Tang Ji suddenly and fiercely walked toward her.  He took a step forward, stepped on the glass wall, and flew into the air.  After an amazing backflip, Tang Ji landed smoothly, looked sideways at Monica, spread his hands and said with a smile: "Baby, I'm really fine." Monica covered her mouth and blinked.  Blinking, he put down his hands and ran for two steps, holding Tang Ji tightly, crying with joy: "Tang!" Tang Ji closed his arms, hugged Monica tightly, sniffed, and sighed: "I said  However, I am sure that I will succeed. "Twenty minutes later, on the main road in the north of the Dawn Fire gathering place, two armed pickup trucks were driving forward quickly, guarding the mine protection vehicle.  In the car, Monica sat on the left side of Tang Ji, holding Tang Ji's arm, leaning on Tang Ji's shoulder, talking softly to Tang Ji.  On the right side of Tang Ji, the crutch he had been using for several months was leaning against the seat. His hand was still touching it subconsciously. He decided to take the crutch back. Although he would not use it in the future, it would be good to keep it as a souvenir.  "If you go back like this, they will definitely be scared" Monica whispered, suddenly got up, sat up straight and looked sideways at Tang Ji, laughing softly: "How about we lie to them?" "What are you lying to?  ?" Tang Ji was puzzled.  "You go back on crutches, as usual, and then suddenly you get better. You pretend not to know. Look at their reaction Kristen will definitely scream." Monica actually had the intention to drive Manilla out.  Joking with Christine, it¡¯s no wonder that the heavy pressure that had been there for the past half month finally disappeared, and her mood could no longer be described by the word "relaxed".  "Is this okay? Manila is pregnant" Tang Ji said with a smile. A woman's mood should not fluctuate too much during pregnancy.  "Then tell her first, not Kerry" Monica replied, but she stopped mid-sentence, and her eyes widened when she looked at Tang Ji.  "Be careful!" With a scream, Monica hugged Tang Ji tightly.  Boom!  With a roar, the traveling mine-protected vehicle suffered an external impact and shook violently to the right. The bodies of everyone in the vehicle shook violently, and explosions and gunshots rang out one after another.  Tang Ji was attacked!  (To be continued.)
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