Roman's leg was not broken, but he was shot in the knee of his left leg.

The shot directly penetrated Roman's knee and made a big hole. In other words, Roman could not save one leg. Even if he could save his leg without amputation, the leg that Roman was shot was useless.

Moreover, compared to Vitali's situation, although Roman was not that dangerous, he was also losing a lot of blood, but the blood loss had not reached the point of fatality.

Roman was pale and it was difficult for him to sit because he felt that he might faint at any time, but he was concerned about Vitali now.

Anton was giving Roman blood, and Roman whispered: "What's going on? Is Vitali not dead? Is he still saved?"

Anton looked back and then he said in a deep voice: "Vitaly has no pulse anymore. I think he is dead, but I am not a doctor. Woody said he is not dead yet, that is not dead."

After pausing, Anton whispered: "If you have hope, you still have to try it. I think Vitali is in hemorrhagic shock. It must be true that this will not be wrong. If... if you are in a large hospital with a full range of equipment, this situation may be saved. Although the chance is not too great,... maybe Woody can create a miracle."

Woody was still performing surgery on Vitali. He found all the major bleeding points and then clamped the bleeding opening with a hemostat. He finally got the next step.

"How long has his heart stopped beating?"

Anton immediately shouted: "It's been twelve minutes since he was shot."

"How long has the heartbeat stopped?"

"I don't know, about ten minutes? The battle lasted very short, and I had no pulse when I touched him."

Woody exhaled and said, "I understand, let the next one be left to God. I will use a defibrillator to turn him over."

The cardiac defibrillator was ready long ago. He turned Vitali over and placed it on the dining table. When Woody picked up the defibrillator, Yang Yi happened to enter the door.

“What’s the situation?”

Yang Yi was very anxious, but Anton looked at Woody and said, "Vitali's heartbeat has stopped. Woody has stopped him from bleeding. Now he wants to restore his heartbeat."

Yang Yi walked in, he gasped and looked at Woody intently.

"first."

Vitali's body shook for a moment, and then Woody said in a deep voice: "Second time."

Another moment, Woody put down the defibrillator after observing for a while and said in a deep voice: "There is a heartbeat, we don't have a respirator. Vitali needs someone to help him breathe. Do you all know how to do artificial respiration?"

Sergei immediately said, "I'll do it!"

Woody looked at the watch, not the watch, but a clock he placed next to it.

"Vitali's heartbeat stops for about five minutes, not as long as ten minutes. This is enough to cause damage to the brain, but I have encountered the same situation many times. Some people will die in brain, but some people will not. The brain is only slightly damaged, and they will even recover after a few days of rest, so it depends on his luck."

After Woody finished speaking lightly, Yang Yi couldn't help but say, "Is Vitali okay?"

Woody shook his head and said, "No, his situation is still very bad. Now he has just completed the most critical steps. There are still many things to do next. It will take at least a few hours to complete the operation. Please keep quiet. I will continue the operation."

Yang Yi didn't dare to speak anymore. He looked at Roman and whispered: "Vitali's surgery will take several hours, but what should Roman do?"

Anton also whispered: "I don't know, but Woody should know what to do. He is the doctor. We just need to follow his arrangements."

After about twenty minutes, Woody left the restaurant. He cleaned his hands first, then changed his gloves and came to Roman.

Looking at Roman's legs, Woody exclaimed and said, "It's a waste, just cut it off."

Roman pale and he whispered: "Man, no, doctor, I think my legs may be saved."

Woody raised his hands and shook his head, "Impossible, Roman, you were shot in your knee, and the kneecap was completely shattered. The current medical conditions cannot bring your legs back to their original state."

After saying that, Woody said helplessly: "But, you have to believe me. I have no say in internal medicine and chronic diseases. For example, I can't do heart surgery, but trauma, especially the most common trauma on the battlefield, I am an authority. I have done no less than 500 first aid surgeries. For a period of time, I did two-thirds of the major surgeries in Iraq. You are not fatal, but it is disabled."

Roman's face turned pale, he only knew how to shake his head.

Yang Yi couldn't help but say, "Woody, you should... be more tactful."

Woody waved his head to the restaurant and said, "There is a specialized psychologist in psychological comfort, and I am a race against death. Sorry, I must tell you everything you should know in the shortest time. There is still someone waiting for me to continue the surgery."

After saying that, Woody shrugged and said, "Sorry, your leg has lost its function from below the knee. If you don't have amputation, you will only retain a decorative function. Well, I actually think it's more convenient to turn the prosthesis after amputation."

Roman said in a trembling voice: "There is no hope at all? I, I...even if there is only the decorative effect, I want to leave my legs..."

Woody nodded and said, "I understand. I'll stop the bleeding from you. Wait for Vitali to clean up the wound after the surgery. Well, you can have a nap first, I will give you a tranquilizer."

Roman said anxiously: "Wait! Wait! I don't want to fall asleep. I have to wait for news about Vitali. I want to know that he has survived as soon as possible, rather than letting someone tell me after I wake up!"

Woody nodded and said, "It's okay, just looking at your legs... Well, I hope your psychological quality is strong enough."

Yang Yi killed without blinking, but watching Woody stirring in the bloody hole in Roman's legs made him feel nauseous.

Yang Yi walked out of the room, and then Brian quickly followed him out.

"This Woody...is pretty good."

Brian gave Yang Yi a cigarette, and then he lit one for himself, and then he whispered: "We all think Vitali is dead, but he refuses to give up. Now it seems that Vitali is indeed likely to live. If Woody was lazy, he could have given up."

Brian exhaled a long sigh, and then he said indifferently: "It's just that for you, as a boss, letting Vitalie die may be more beneficial than saving him. What do you think?"
Chapter completed!