After steaming the towels and boiling the water, it took about ten minutes.

Once everything was ready, Wang Qiang and the others didn't dare delay, quickly bringing the prepared items to Lin Junfu in the next room.

At that moment, Old Lin was equally busy; with scissors in his right hand, he gently pulled on Hu Xiaodong's trouser leg with his left, and as the scissors advanced, the wound already stained red with blood gradually became exposed with the removal of the fabric.

"Manager Lin, the surgical supplies have been delivered. I'm putting them here for you!" Tang Xiaoquan spoke softly and slowly, trying not to disturb Lin Junfu's work.

Lin Junfu seemed not to hear, not responding as he continued doing the task at hand.

After finishing cutting away the bloodstained trouser leg, Lin Junfu exhaled deeply, poured some boiling water, and thoroughly washed his hands before refocusing on Hu Xiaodong's wound.

There was no doubt that the real work was about to begin; Lin Junfu knew nothing could go wrong during the surgery. He steadied himself, hoping to calm his nerves, and carefully put on the surgical gloves.

To be honest, it was the first time in Lin Junfu's life wearing surgical gloves, and what made it even more absurd was that his first time was during a life-or-death surgery.

If you claim you're not nervous or scared at this moment, that's just bravado.

But in this world, for some people, some things, even knowing you can't succeed, you have to risk everything and fight once.

Don't worry, Xiao Hu, I will make sure you survive!

Silently making this vow, Lin Junfu's once unfocused and dazed eyes gradually turned sharp.

He opened the saline solution, carefully cleaned the blood and sweat around the wound, then used iodine to disinfect it with a burning sensation. To be extra cautious, he used hemostatic forceps to wipe alcohol-soaked cotton balls over the area about to be sutured.

Triple-layer protection; although Lin Junfu wasn't sure about the real surgical procedures, this was the most reliable and comprehensive disinfection method he could think of.

As Lin Junfu was preparing the disinfection for Hu Xiaodong, Zhao Yunhai, who was responsible for cooling him down, was also busy.

He tirelessly wiped Hu Xiaodong's body. He had some experience with the so-called "physical cooling."

After all, when a child is young and frail, they often experience fevers, and during those times, parents are usually very tense and helpless.

At this moment, Zhao Yunhai felt as if he had returned to the sleepless nights of the past, caring not for Hu Xiaodong but for his most beloved daughter,

neck, armpits, wrists, forehead, these were Zhao's key areas to focus on because he vividly remembered what the medical staff had taught him.

When a high fever doesn't break, these areas should be wiped first to bring down the temperature.

It's a tedious and exhausting task because it's not about wiping once or twice and seeing immediate results.

This requires the wiper to constantly wipe repeatedly without giving up, which is a severe test of one's patience and resolve.

Zhao Yunhai operated energetically, showing no signs of slacking or giving up, even though his arms were numb, and Hu Xiaodong was still unconscious. Yet, a firm voice in Old Zhao's mind told him:

It will work! It will work! It must work!

The simple psychological suggestion was not only Zhao Yunhai's self-encouragement but also his trust in the tough guy, Hu Xiaodong.

He believed firmly that this strong young man would absolutely not bow to a mere knife wound.

The young man must be fighting Death in his own way, and as his elder, his family, his brother, the only thing to do now is to: believe in him!! Believe he can defeat Death and come back!!

Hu Xiaodong's condition still looked grim; his heavy breathing was slightly better than before, but his forehead remained hot.

Looking at the nebulous Hu Xiaodong, Zhao Yunhai was quite conflicted. On one hand, he hoped the latter would wake up quickly; on the other, he worried that waking up too soon would cause him pain during leg suturing.

Thus, as Zhao Yunhai wrestled with these worries, time ticked by slow second by slow second. If those inside were concerned about Hu Xiaodong's unclear condition, those waiting outside were anxious for the unknown "result" that could arrive anytime.

Waiting is torturous, especially for someone as impatient as Wang Qiang; it's even worse than the torture itself.

If Tang Xiaoquan hadn't stepped in to stop him, Wang Qiang might have long gone to the iron gate to vent his anger on the constantly "howling" zombies outside.

After more than half an hour of "torment," the tightly shut "operating room" door finally opened.

Lin Junfu slowly emerged, looking exhausted, as if his spirit had been drained.

Tang Xiaoquan, seeing his sweat-soaked, utterly fatigued expression, understood it was the result of intense concentration.

So he quickly moved his chair over to Lin Junfu and helped him sit down.

Once Lin Junfu was seated, the restless Wang Qiang, who was like an ant on a hot pan, couldn't wait any longer, immediately asking eagerly, "How is it? Manager Lin, Brother Hu, he..."

Lin Junfu slightly furrowed his brow, not rushing to answer. After taking a few deep breaths to stabilize his trembling hand from the tension, he slowly said, "The suturing went relatively smoothly, but as for Xiao Hu..."

"Sigh~" with a long sigh, Lin Junfu shook his head silently.

A simple gesture, but to the survivors waiting anxiously, it felt like a heavy blow.

Especially for those like Wu Chao, who walked alongside Hu Xiaodong, they felt such sorrow that their eyes welled up.

Witnessing this, Tang Xiaoquan also felt uneasy, but he knew it was no time for sadness.

After all, Brother Hu's life was still there; even if the situation was worrying, there was still a chance for improvement.

More importantly, the current environment didn't allow them to relax their vigilance.

So...

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