Chapter 811: 【811】No blocking Chapter 811: 【811】No blocking The atmosphere inside the operating room was indescribably frantic at that mont.
Director Yang’s hands clutched at the dark green scrub top across his chest.
The group of surgical colleagues Director Yang had sent out didn’t go far; a bunch of them crowded into the anesthesiology office, each one exceedingly worried about the young girl lying on the operating table.
“Any idea what’s happening inside?” Chang Jiawei frowned, his arms crossed over his chest, heaving a sigh.
Soone peeked out from the doorway, seeming to sense the tenor of the operating room, and said, “It looks like they’re starting to extract the knife.”
“They definitely have to remove it, no delaying it.”
“The mont they do, her life’s hanging by a thread.”
“What if sothing really happens, what about Doctor Yin?”
The group exchanged apprehensive glances, fearing Yin Fengchun might break down in tears on the spot.
Chang Jiawei turned to look at his old classmate.
Fu Xinheng sat relaxed in his chair, appearing composed unlike everyone else.
“He’s a machine, a robot,” the other doctors said, shaking their heads and discussing amongst themselves as they turned away from him.
“You don’t seem very worried,” Chang Jiawei pulled up a chair next to him and asked.
“I’m not too worried about the surgery,” Fu Xinheng admitted. Because Director Yang said a top expert had arrived, and the hospital leaders ntioned this during an ergency surgery; there was no chance it was a joke, so he wasn’t afraid to leave.
Chang Jiawei was puzzled by his words: If he wasn’t worried, why did he stay here instead of leaving like the others?
“Are you saying you’re worried about sothing post-surgery?” Chang considered the possibility that he was worried about a sudden cardiac failure in the patient after surgery. It was entirely possible; so patients did suffer acute myocardial infarction after surgery.
Suddenly, soone entered through the operating room doors.
People craned their necks to see who it was and said:
“The ICU people have arrived.”
“Director Dai brought Xia Dongxian.”
So well-inford doctors shared the news: “Word is the patient was soone Director Dai asked Dr. Tao to help treat. Who would have thought the patient would turn around and stab one of our own hospital staff?”
Chang Jiawei and Fu Xinheng exchanged a glance: It seed the hospital leaders had called down the ICU team.
In that case, the hospital leaders probably had a good grasp of the situation by now.
The surgery in the operating room continued, with the two from the ICU waiting outside in the hallway.
A nurse erged from within, and Dai Ronghong stopped her to ask, “How’s the patient’s condition inside?”
“I need to get blood,” the nurse replied briefly before running off.
Beep, beep, beep, beep.
The sound of the vital signs monitor’s digits jumping could be heard from inside the operating room. The anesthesiologist watched the patient’s vital sign fluctuations with a cold sweat breaking out over the seriousness of the situation.
President Wu’s sweat seeped from his forehead,
his fingers acting as a makeshift dam on the incision.
“Start sucking the blood, quickly!”
Urged by Cao Yong next to him, Song Xueling’s hands moved, inserting the suction tube into the surgical field to frantically extract blood. They couldn’t wait until the field was completely clear before proceeding.
Several blood vessels and nerves were partially visible amongst the uneven sea of blood.
“Doctor Yin!” Several voices shouted for Yin Fengchun in unison.
Fengchun’s fingers gripped the mouth of the hemostat so tightly they were on the verge of bleeding. She held her breath, steeled herself, and focused intently as she thrust the clamp into her abdon.
Click, she clamped down on the first major blood vessel.
“Another one!”
The scrub nurse handed another big curved clamp to the surgeon.
With another determined plunge of the clamp, Fengchun felt her own heartbeat pulsing in her ears, deafening. Yin Fengchun’s gaze, along with everyone else’s, turned towards the monitor.
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