It occurred to her that she hadn’t spoken up to remind the others that the child’s heart would stop beating, partly because she assud these seniors would be able to guess her reasoning, and partly because her mind was so overloaded she couldn’t speak. Like right now, she didn’t even respond with a hum to Zhang Huayao’s words.
Cao Yong, at this mont, once Fu Xinheng took over the heart compressions, stopped his own actions, hurried over, and moved behind her to help ease her nerves.
So doctors can beco overly tense during surgery, which leads to incidents. As a neurosurgeon, he understood this all too well.
As everyone was busy trying to save the child’s life, suddenly the sound of the family mbers arriving could be heard outside.
"Sisi, Sisi." The child’s mother ran back, crying as she ran, "What should I do? I can’t find Doctor Chen. I don’t know where he went."
The doctor had just happened to get off work.
The nurse and Lin Liqiong saw her and stepped forward to jointly block Mother Sisi outside the treatnt room: "Wait outside, the doctors are rescuing the patient."
"No, I need to see my daughter. How is she?" Mother Sisi shouted loudly, her two hands fighting with the dical staff preventing her.
Lin Liqiong and the nurse had their faces scratched so much by her hands that they were almost transford into spotted cats.
Li Xiaobing heard the child’s mother crying, and panic twisted her heart into tight knots.
"Let’s go, let’s sit sowhere else. Don’t watch here, believe that Cao Yong and the others can handle it." Zhu Huicang said, not caring for any consequences, and first supported his pregnant wife to move away from the scene where sothing might happen.
Li Xiaobing adjusted her breathing, feeling like her belly was about to hit the ground with panic. Her husband lifted her firmly, as if rescuing her and the child.
The treatnt room door was closed. Zhang Huayao glanced at the tightly shut door, and sternly ordered Xie Wanying, who was in operation: "Don’t panic, she can’t get in."
The undertone of Teacher Zhang’s words was that if anyone dared to rush in and disturb at this mont, Teacher Zhang would shout them out first.
Therefore, she must be steady, she had to be steady.
Xie Wanying seed to not hear any sound around her; in her world, there was only the cotton ball blocking the child’s trachea.
Continue the technique, scoop gently, don’t use force, just attempt in small gentle movents repeatedly. Her mind was tightly wound like a balloon shaped into a sharp cone, ready to burst at any mont.
A hand suddenly pressed in the middle of her shoulder blades, behind her heart, as if feeling her rapid heartbeat, then a voice spoke beside her ear: "Relax a bit."
It was Senior Cao’s voice; Xie Wanying’s eyes opened slightly as she listened. She could feel Senior Cao’s extrely calm tone, which instantly dissipated the almost explosive tension in the room.
"Don’t rush, I’m here. Adjust your own breathing, take a breath, let your mind relax a bit, can’t do it? No problem, listen to my instructions, now, inhale, inhale—breath—"
Unknowingly, she took a breath in accordance with his words.
"Yes, then slowly exhale. You can close your eyes for a mont." Cao Yong said.
Anyway, she was operating blindly now, closing her eyes could help her focus on her thoughts to rethink how to proceed. In any case, he believed she could recall her original rhythm.
Xie Wanying’s eyelids slightly closed, and with nothing in her vision, her brain instantly plunged into a deep-sea zone within the darkness. Her brain urgently needed to co up with a new, quicker, and more efficient plan in a short ti.
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