Senior Wei Guoyuan thought highly of her. He felt she was like a female version of Lu Zhishen in clinical practice, acting without thinking.
Logically, he should continue to stop them. But her words had angered him.
"Fine," said Xiao Yang, instructing the nurse to prepare surgical items for them. Anyway, it was no longer his concern; he had done his best to stop them. If the patient really died in their hands, they shouldn’t bla him for not warning them beforehand.
Despite saying so, when it ca to really performing the neurosurgical puncture, Xin Yanjun felt completely uncertain, holding her phone to call the hospital. This ti she called her old surgical classmate rival.
From the mont of her first call back to the hospital, the Guoxie Ergency Departnt had already exploded in chaos.
The nurses were in a panic, each hurriedly calling the head nurse to report the situation. Doctor Dong and Yin Fengchun ran out of the consultation room to ask Sister Seo about the specific injuries. Li Chengyuan, holding his phone, knew very well just from Xin Yanjun’s tone which was completely unlike usual, deducing the situation on the other side was extrely dire.
"Xie Wanying said it’s an occipital bone herniation?" Yin Fengchun asked.
"Yes," Li Chengyuan replied.
"That’s trouble," Doctor Dong said, pounding his fist into his palm, "Our departnt’s Old Lin said her judgnt is very accurate, almost always spot-on."
The seniors at the scene did not underestimate Xie Wanying’s capabilities. However, just making a judgnt was not enough. More importantly, were the subsequent rescue asures. Xie Wanying had not yet interned in neurosurgery; even if she had, like Yue Wentong who only stayed in neurosurgery for three months, the things learned would be superficial.
The training period for neurosurgeons is far longer than for general surgeons, making it one of the two most challenging specialties. Think about it, clinically a large number of cranial drills at the bedside must be perford by those of associate senior level.
"Now they can’t co back, right? We’ll have to rely on the neurosurgery departnt at Xuanwu Hospital to rescue her," Doctor Dong said.
Everyone else thought the sa. Since Xie Wanying said it was too late to send her back, they had to request the specialized doctors at the brother hospital to help save her.
The call ca through.
Li Chengyuan pressed the call button.
The people around held their breath, listening to him communicate with Xin Yanjun, then saw his face go from green to white. Doctor Dong urgently asked, "What happened? What’s going on with Sister Seo?"
The nurse next to him listened and felt like crying.
"Respiratory arrest, she may need to be on a ventilator," Li Chengyuan’s voice dropped to rock bottom, matching his mood.
Has her condition deteriorated so quickly? Does she need a ventilator now? Doctor Dong took off his glasses to wipe his eyes, hoping he had heard wrong.
"Damn it," Yin Fengchun cursed, thinking about the bastard who caused the accident—why did it have to hit the ambulance?
"Are they going to take Sister Seo to the operating room?" Doctor Dong asked, considering whether soone should be sent to stand guard outside their operating room.
"No," Li Chengyuan said these two words with almost no strength left.
No?! A group of people stared at the phone in his hand in surprise.
"How can it not be!" Doctor Dong asked loudly.
The specialized doctors on the other side let go and refused to rescue her, saying she was beyond help, advising them to transfer her. So now, Xin Yanjun plans to perform lateral ventricular drainage on Sister Seo with two students to buy surgical ti.
Colleagues close to Sister Seo couldn’t help but weep loudly.
"Don’t stop !" Doctor Dong, rolling up his sleeves, paced in circles angrily, veins bulging on his normally gentle face, "I just want to rush over and beat soone up."
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