As the head of logistics for this ergency rescue operation, Xiao Xixi was responsible for coordinating and distributing all the equipnt and supplies.
When an anomaly like this occurred, she didn’t dare to be careless.
The head nurse rushed to the general ward where Qin Donglai was stationed.
"Dr. Qin, what’s the situation in your ward? How have you used up so many more suture kits than the other wards?"
Xiao Xixi didn’t say it outright, but her implication was clear: were the junior doctors being wasteful?
After a long night of rescue efforts, everyone was exhausted and hadn’t paid attention to such details. Prompted by Xiao Xixi, Qin Donglai began to investigate.
Soon, Qin Donglai discovered the reason.
"Wu Ting, did you use all these suture kits by yourself?"
Wu Ting was busy repairing a patient’s tendon and didn’t even look up.
However, Cheng Feng, who was assisting him, stopped what he was doing and explained:
"Dr. Qin, Head Nurse, we did use that many suture kits, but none were wasted. Dr. Wu hasn’t taken a single break so far; he’s been suturing this entire ti."
"Sister Xiao, it’s true. We’ve been coordinating with this ward the whole ti. Dr. Wu has genuinely used every last bit on the patients, without any waste. We’ve already rotated through several shifts since the ergency began, but Dr. Wu hasn’t rested for even a mont."
"Let see the ward’s statistics."
After hearing this, Xiao Xixi found it a bit unbelievable. She looked at the patient treatnt records and was stunned.
"Dr. Wu Ting... the number of patients he’s treated is more than double that of an average doctor."
"No wonder he used so many suture kits."
Hearing Xiao Xixi’s findings, the other doctors also turned their attention to Wu Ting. Seeing him still suturing ticulously with steady hands, they were all filled with respect.
"Dr. Wu, why don’t you take a break?"
Wu Ting shook his head. "It’s fine. I can keep up with the energy and stamina demands. Cheng Feng, keep assisting ."
"Sister Xiao, we’re going to need more suture kits. Please."
"Sister Xiao, if possible, you can divert more patients over here. I can still hold on. The last ti I treated Officer Liu Ping’s arm wound, his story left a deep impression on . In a crisis like this, when the people need us, this is precisely the mont for us to step up."
"Compared to Officer Liu’s dedication and sacrifice, what I’m doing is nothing."
Inspired by Officer Liu’s willpower and endurance, Wu Ting was able to persist despite his fatigue.
Seeing the sincere and determined look in Wu Ting’s eyes, Xiao Xixi was deeply moved.
"Alright, Dr. Wu. Don’t you worry. I’ll handle the logistics."
Xiao Xixi looked at the young nurses beside her.
"Alright. Huang Ye, you, Xiao Wu, and Xiao Xia—the three of you will be permanently assigned to assist Dr. Wu Ting’s team. I’ll go back and make arrangents to divert patients, equipnt, and supplies here in a coordinated manner."
After all, there were still many patients who needed treatnt. If Wu Ting’s team could shoulder more of the burden, the entire rescue operation would run more smoothly.
It just ant Wu Ting would have to bear a heavier load.
But Wu Ting was right. This was the ti when the patients needed them the most.
After Xiao Xixi left, Wu Ting continued with his tendon repairs. The other doctors, inspired by Wu Ting’s example, all threw themselves back into the rescue efforts without pause.
[Ding! The Host has completed a dical collaboration with Head Nurse Xiao Xixi during a crisis. You have obtained an Entry from Xiao Xixi: Blood Purification Technique (Yellow). This represents Xiao Xixi’s decades of traditional blood purification skills. Blood purification, also known as dialysis, primarily includes: hemodialysis, hemofiltration, hemoperfusion, plasma exchange, and immunoadsorption.]
Wu Ting’s eyes lit up. ’Score! This is a really practical ergency skill!’
Under Wu Ting’s example, everyone’s morale was high.
Willpower and conviction are contagious, especially in a ti of crisis!
So of the junior doctors even felt a sense of sha and regret. ’If only we had been more diligent in our training, we could be like Dr. Wu now, stepping up when it matters most!’
With Xiao Xixi intentionally diverting them, more patients were sent to Wu Ting.
And Wu Ting, true to his word, took on these patients without a mont’s pause. Under the influence of his Assembly Line Entry, he seed to grow stronger with each patient.
"Dr. Wu’s willpower and endurance are incredible."
The young nurses who had been permanently assigned to assist Wu Ting were filled with admiration.
With the increase in patients, new problems began to arise in the ward.
A patient being treated by Luo Ming developed an issue requiring nerve repair.
"Dr. Qin, the patient in bed 2... I’ve completed the tendon and blood vessel anastomosis, but the patient’s nerves need suturing, and I’m a bit lacking in experience in that area."
Nerve suturing is generally divided into three types: epineurial suture, perineurial suture, and a combination of the two. Compared to suturing blood vessels and tendons, nerve suturing is significantly more difficult.
Hearing Luo Ming’s call for help, Qin Donglai, who was still busy with his own patient, imdiately sent a junior doctor to find Director Jiang Ming and ask for his assistance.
A short while later, Jiang Ming hurried over.
"Director Jiang, we need to perform a nerve anastomosis here, and we’re short-handed."
Jiang Ming had also just gone through a large number of surgeries and was exhausted. He was also prone to hypoglycemia. However, as a Deputy Chief Physician, he still had to shoulder his responsibilities.
During this entire ti, he had been acting as the team’s troubleshooter.
"Alright, leave it to ."
Jiang Ming’s overall capabilities were formidable; otherwise, he wouldn’t have beco the youngest Deputy Chief Physician at City First Hospital. He possessed both outstanding professional skills and the background of coming from a family of doctors, a combination that earned him great respect.
After taking over, Jiang Ming closed his eyes for a mont to compose himself, then imdiately began the nerve anastomosis.
"Scalpel blade... Size 11 nylon suture..."
Due to his fatigue, Jiang Ming’s overall speed was much slower than usual, but his hands remained steady.
Dissecting and freeing the severed nerve...
"2ml of 1% Procaine..."
Then, Jiang Ming began to inject 2ml of 1% Procaine into the nerve trunk proximal to the neuroma...
A mont later, he began trimming the nerve ends with the scalpel blade until healthy nerve fascicles were exposed...
Jiang Ming’s Surgical Technique was still textbook-perfect and solid, but he had to pause to rest from ti to ti.
On the other side of the room, Wu Ting was still finishing a tendon repair on his patient.
Under the effect of his ’Tendon Repair Master Assembly Line’, Wu Ting was in excellent condition. Cheng Feng, assisting him, was struggling to keep up, but he gritted his teeth and persevered.
Ti ticked by, second by second.
Five minutes later, Wu Ting finally finished the tendon suture.
"Cheng Feng, take a break. I’ll handle the skin closure."
"Brother Ting, I..."
Cheng Feng’s eyes reddened. He wanted to continue, but his body simply wouldn’t allow it.
"Rest for a bit. I’ll need you to perform debrident on the next patient."
Wu Ting took the needle holder with an air of authority and began to rapidly suture the skin.
"Okay!"
Cheng Feng imdiately moved to the side to rest. The young nurse, Huang Ye, promptly brought over a bottle of glucose solution and gestured with it.
"Oh, thanks."
Cheng Feng looked at Huang Ye, his face flushing, and took the bottle to start drinking.
To be honest, he really was hungry and exhausted, and his throat felt as dry as a desert. This was a common way for many surgeons to replenish their energy after high-intensity operations.
By the ti Cheng Feng had recovered a little, Wu Ting had already finished closing the skin.
Cheng Feng imdiately put down the glucose bottle and hurried over, ready to take over from Wu Ting and perform the initial debrident on the next patient.
"Director Jiang!"
Just then, a nurse cried out in alarm. Jiang Ming, who was more than halfway through the nerve anastomosis, suddenly felt his vision go black and nearly collapsed. Fortunately, he managed to steady himself with his last ounce of willpower.
However, his face was pale. Jiang Ming’s stamina was giving out.
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