Earth Afire (The First Formic War 2) - Page 101

Kim's fast walk became a jog. This was more serious than she thought. She reached her office and put her wrist pad on the holodesk. All of the information from the Med-Assist appeared in front of her. Images, video, steps completed.

It was a small bowel resection. Kim swore. She had expected a skinned knee or a broken bone perhaps. A child's injury. This was full-on invasive surgery. How old was this kid? He didn't sound older than seven or eight. It was lunacy. She waved her hand through the holofield and made a call. A man's head appeared. "Itzak," said Kim, "I need you up in my office immediately."

He didn't ask questions. "On my way."

He was the best gastroenterologist they had on staff and a brilliant surgeon. He was in her office less than a minute later. He quickly scanned the information in the air in front of him. "They're halfway through the surgery," he said. "Who are these people?"

"Not soldiers," said Kim. "The kid's the only one who speaks English. None of them has any medical training." She had read the boy's responses to all the questions the device had asked. "Can we do a shadow surgery?"

He looked unsure. "Maybe. I don't know their skill level."

"They have no skill level. But they're already halfway through it. We have to try." Kim took the line off mute. "Bingwen, can you hear me?"

"Yes. I'm here. I thought I had lost you." He sounded afraid.

"No, Bingwen. I'm here. I have another doctor with me. We're going to try something. It's called a shadow surgery. Dr. Mendelsohn and I are going to show you exactly what to do. We'll have a holo of your friend here in front of us. We'll perform the rest of the surgery step by step and the person on your end just has to mimic everything we do. You're very close. You've been doing wonderfully."

"The woman here who's doing it wants to give up. She doesn't think she can finish. She's been going for hours."

"She can do it, Bingwen," said Kim. "You have to convince her to keep going."

"I'm trying. She's not listening."

Itzak spoke quietly. "I need a visual."

"Bingwen," said Kim. "I need you to point the pad over the wound for me and hold it there."

"Okay."

Itzak moved his hands through the holofield, and a holo of a man's midsection appeared on the table. Kim had never gotten used to this part: performing surgery this way, without scrubbing up first, without a wall of equipment and monitoring devices around you.

"Good, Bingwen. We can see your friend now," said Kim. "What's the name of the woman who's helping you?"

"Mingzhu."

"Is Mingzhu ready to begin?"

She heard him speak in Chinese. A woman answered. Kim could here the stress in the woman's voice.

"She says she can't go on." The boy sounded panicked.

"We need to get moving on this," Itzak whispered. "There's some light hemorrhaging here."

"Bingwen," said Kim. "Listen to me. We need to do this right now. Do you understand? Tell Mingzhu that if she doesn't act now your friend is going to die."

She heard Bingwen speak in Chinese again. But this time, he said a word that Kim did recognize, not a Chinese word, a name. It froze her heart.

"Bingwen," she said, her voice suddenly shaky. "What did you tell her? Give me the exact words you just said."

"I told her that if she didn't help Mazer would die."

It was like the floor had dropped out beneath her. This couldn't be. It was impossible, and yet completely possible.

"Bingwen," she said slowly. "What is your friend's name? His full name."

"Mazer," said the boy.

"Mazer Rackham."

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