Marshal's Cannon Fodder Spouse (Transmigration)

Chapter 110

     In the interstellar era, there were too few times when doctors were needed, even in the military. In most mecha wars, mecha warriors who encountered serious damage didn't even have the chance to see a doctor, they would just be buried in space. It could be said that the reason Yu Xinlan could appear here covered in blood today was all because of her excellent mecha piloting skills.

There were a lot of people gathered around now. After seeing Yu Xinlan close her eyes, Duan Hengye heard an uncontrollable whisper in his ear. The medical robots had been waiting here for a long time, ready to send Yu Xinlan to the starship's nourishment chamber at any time. However, because the mecha fragments on Yu Xinlan's body hadn't been cleaned up yet, she couldn't move rashly. Duan Hengye saw the white starship's medical robots constantly moving around Yu Xinlan's body. The dark red light coming from the small window made the atmosphere even more tense.

Now that Meng Jinhuai and Dongfang Hewen weren't on the starship, Duan Hengye was the person with the highest rank here. Although he knew that the people gathered here were all here out of concern for Yu Xinlan, after seeing the woman close her eyes in pain, Duan Hengye immediately turned around and ordered the onlookers to disperse.

Most of the people who stayed on the starship tonight were technical staff. Because they had been staying at the rear, they rarely saw such a scene, so the tension spread abnormally fast. Although Duan Hengye had never been on the battlefield before, he was someone who had died once after all, so his psychological endurance was higher than these staff members.

Because of the lack of sleep, Duan Hengye was still very tired now, but the aura on his body didn't decrease at all. Not long after hearing his order, the people around him returned to their own quarters. At this time, the corridor finally quieted down. Other than the starship's medical robots, there was only the doctor, Duan Hengye, and his assistant Ye Pu left here.

After everything quieted down, Duan Hengye could even clearly hear the sound of the medical forceps clashing against the mech fragments. There was even the sound of a small knife cutting through flesh. Duan Hengye noticed that even though Yu Xinlan was unconscious, he couldn't help but frown. He looked like he was in pain.

Duan Hengye could finally see where Yu Xinlan's wound was because there was no one blocking his view. Other than the large mecha fragment on his left arm, Yu Xinlan's injuries below his neck were even more serious. After seeing this, Duan Hengye could not help but feel nervous. Unlike the arm, this part of his body was far too fragile and fatal.

Following the doctor's actions, the pain on Yu Xinlan's face became more and more obvious. Ye Pu also noticed this. After seeing Yu Xinlan's expression, he couldn't help but take two steps forward. After hesitating for a moment, he asked the other doctor who was not working, "Excuse me … Did General Yu Xinlan not get anesthetics?" Ye Pu asked the same question Duan Hengye was wondering.

After hearing Ye Pu's question, the staff member suddenly pursed his lips and said, "We can't get anesthetics. The composition of the mecha's paint is too complicated and poisonous. Now that it has entered the bloodstream, we don't know how it will react to anesthetics. "

As soon as the doctor finished speaking, Ye Pu's gaze involuntarily fell on Duan Hengye. To be honest, after hearing the doctor's words, even Duan Hengye couldn't help but be taken aback for a moment. The doctor was right. In order to deal with the extreme temperature and various cosmic rays in space, the composition of the mecha's paint was very complicated, and many of them were poisonous. In such a short period of time, even Duan Hengye could not determine how the mecha's reaction would be if it was anesthetized.

Duan Hengye never thought about this before. After hearing the doctor's words, his hands that had been quietly hanging by his side could not help but slowly curl up. Duan Hengye thought that simply doing research in the laboratory and personally participating in the experiment were two completely different feelings. Even though he had previously thought about whether he would gain any additional valuable experience from this war, he never thought about using his friend's health … or his friend's life in exchange for this. It was too heavy a burden.