Modern surgeon Lin Mo suddenly died of overwork on the operating table. When he opened his eyes again, he was in the "meat grinder" battlefield of the Songhu Battle in 1937!
The beginning is Shura Field: the comrade's femoral artery ruptured, the company commander was shot in the chest and pneumothorax, everyone said with red eyes - there is no hope, just give it a break.
There is no sterile room, no hemostats, no anesthesia, and even a piece of clean gauze is a luxury.
But Lin Mo has top surgical technology in his mind that is nearly a hundred years ahead of this era!
"As long as the person is still alive, I can snatch it back from the hands of the King of Hell!"
Pinch the femoral artery spurting blood with your bare hands!
Use a broken piece of glass to cut open the chest and use a kettle copper pipe to exhaust the air to revive the company commander!
Use the red-hot spent gun barrel to iron out the blood vessels to stop the bleeding!
They even used fire-baked Japanese engineer shovels to perform difficult laparotomy operations in the trench mud!
I thought he was a cowardly health soldier who fainted at the sight of blood, but his comrades were all dumbfounded and called him the "living king of hell" who was fighting for his life.
The old military doctor who had returned from studying abroad was even more dumbfounded, and was willing to help him on the spot.
In this flesh and blood mill filled with 300,000 people, Lin Mo single-handedly established a medical defense line that even the God of Death could not cross.
Until an incredible list of "seriously injured and zero fatalities" was handed to the commander's desk, the hospital in the rear also began to inquire frantically.
Who is that crazy military doctor who said he wanted to "save one more"?
And when Lin Mo learned that the life-saving medicine that the brothers on the front line were waiting for was actually stolen by moths from behind, he silently clenched the bloody Japanese bayonet...
