Wife is safe, cute baby makes trouble in the world of special forces.

"Director, the wound has been disinfected and the surgery can be performed."

"Surgical scissors."

"Give."

"Hemostat."

"Give."

"..."

In the ward, under the bright incandescent light, several figures in white coats were busy working, and Gong Jian's operation was proceeding normally.

In the end, he chose Chen Haonan's suggestion and relied on manual anesthesia instead of drug anesthesia. Most of the pain was indeed relieved, but there was still some residual pain, especially when he could watch the scalpel cutting around his skin, muscles, and blood vessels with his own eyes. That kind of personal experience was quite a test of his psychological quality.

Fortunately, he was a soldier after all, so the pressure was not too great, but the consumption was not small. When the operation was most completed, his body had begun to tremble slightly, and beads of sweat as big as beans appeared on his forehead.

Beside him, the young female nurse kept wiping the sweat off Gong Jian's face while observing his condition. "Does it hurt? Can you bear it? If not, make a sound and I'll give you an anesthetic injection."

Gong Jian's lips had turned pale, and he could feel his body trembling, but he shook his head firmly and said intermittently: "Yes, I can hold it in."

"Okay, if you can't hold on, just squeak."

The nurse couldn't help but said one more word. There was no other way. Seeing this, her little heart was about to burst with shock.

As a nurse, she has to come into contact with patients and see bloody wounds. But today, it was the first time she saw a patient undergoing surgery without anesthesia. The scene looked thrilling.

Not to mention how painful it is, the psychological pressure alone is enormous.

But then again, the pain of the knife entering the flesh must have been excruciating, and the patients were able to endure it because of the little boy's anesthesia technique.

It’s strange, his little hands only pecked the patient back and forth a few times, how could it have such a good effect?

Seeing this, the nurse looked at Chen Haonan with admiration.

Gong Jian nodded without saying anything and continued to endure it, while Chen Haonan continued to stay by his side, pecking him from time to time to relieve the pain.

"Instructor, if it hurts a lot, just tell me and I'll help you clear it up." Chen Haonan stayed and observed Gong Jian.

"Okay...it's okay now." Gong Jian squeezed out a few words and then clenched his teeth and continued to endure it.

After a long while, Director Mu suddenly looked at Gong Jian and said seriously, "The last wound has been sutured. Can you hold on?"

Gong Jian raised his eyes with difficulty and looked at Chen Haonan, who was standing beside him with his little head. Although he didn't say anything, his eyes were like a sick child looking at his father.

Chen Haonan nodded directly, "You have to hold on even if you can't. Otherwise, all your efforts will be wasted. However, if you want to be a eunuch, I won't stop you."

"No." Gong Jian shook his head firmly, "Doctor, please continue..."

Five minutes later, the operation was completed perfectly, and at the last moment, Gong Jian could finally relax and fell into a deep sleep.

Director Mu heaved a sigh of relief, turned around and looked at the small Chen Haonan, rubbing his hands together, and finally asked tentatively: "Well, can you teach me those tricks of yours?"

The entire experiment was a success, but it was also due to Chen Haonan's anesthesia technique, especially the previous hemostasis technique was very useful. In the end, Gong Jian was not hurt too much.

As a doctor, Mu Weimin was naturally aware of the relationship here. It was also because of this that he was curious about Chen Hao's witch doctor techniques. If he could learn a few tricks, perhaps he could save more people in the future without leaving any sequelae to the patients.

The studious Mu Weimin simply put aside his status and asked to study.

Chen Haonan glanced at him and said, "Old man, I advise you to be kind. You know what this lost traditional craft means. You have to kneel down and call me master."

Oh shit, Master... Mu Weimin was stunned and quickly imagined himself kneeling in front of a little kid's feet.

What's the big deal about an old man kneeling down to a young boy? Can you even call him master?

Mu Weimin smiled bitterly, "Forget it, forget it. I can't afford to lose face. I'm already retired. I'm just rehiring an old cadre. But where did you learn this?"

"By the way, why do you not look like a child? Is it because of this traditional craft?"

"You old pervert." Chen Haonan cursed angrily, "Okay, I'm going out to find a wife. I won't talk nonsense with you anymore."

After saying that, he pushed the door and walked out, leaving Mu Weimin with a helpless look on his face.

"This is obviously just a little kid, how can he know so much?" Looking at Chen Haonan's small figure, Mu Weimin was still in shock and even found it a little hard to accept why the other party gave him such an unreal feeling.

"Director, judging by the tone of his voice and the way he does things, I don't think he looks like a child. But he is only 9 years old and looks like a younger brother." The young nurse kept her eyes on Chen Haonan until he left.

Mu Weimin shook his head helplessly, "I can't use normal people's standards to measure this little guy. He has unimaginable secrets."

As he spoke, Mu Weimin felt even more helpless, and even felt sorry for the witch doctor's method of taking the measure.

If it weren't for the fact that the guy was still a child, he would have wanted to learn from him, but the other person was just a child, so he couldn't even ask for the master...

Chen Haonan took off his white coat that looked like a quilt and walked out of the operating room. But as soon as he came out, he was shocked by the scene in front of him.

Oh my god, those standing outside are all Jackie Chan, no, reporters who look like Jackie Chan...

The corridor, which was not very spacious to begin with, was already crowded with dozens of people. Those people were all reporters holding filming equipment. He had seen these people on the way here just now.

I didn't expect these guys to come here to join in the fun. They are really thoughtful.

Chen Haonan scanned the crowd and began looking for An Ran. At this time, a slightly taller guy grabbed An Ran and started questioning him.

"How is the injured kid inside? I heard that he blocked a soldier's knife. He was only eight or nine years old. It's amazing. What a positive image. Please accept an interview. I am the director of general affairs, not a reporter. My name is Chen Tao, this is my ID. I just happened to be working nearby. Haha, I heard about this and I'm a little excited."

An Ran's delicate body trembled slightly. She was shocked by the other party's introduction. Even the Director of General Affairs was attracted here?

General Affairs is a powerful department that is in charge of all ideological and political issues of the military, and is responsible for external military diplomacy, news, etc. Anyway, if you are passionate and want to be a special forces soldier and want good treatment and fast promotion, the fastest way is to go to General Affairs.

Such a small thing today actually alarmed such a big shot?

Seeing An Ran didn't say anything, Chen Tao smiled again and said, "Many people say that I look like Jackie Chan. These two are my assistants."

As he spoke, he pointed to two young women on his left and right who had slender waists and were wearing black suits and black stockings.

"Haha, don't be nervous. I've read several headlines. He is simply a little hero of the times. He has brought the glorious image of a soldier to the extreme. He also mobilized many children to chase away the Internet celebrity. However, I am a little surprised. Wasn't he stabbed? How could he stand up and save himself?"