"Oh, so that’s how it is! Thank you, Dr. Xiaochuan! I, I misunderstood you just now!"
Guo Fengxia quickly expressed her gratitude to Zhang Lingchuan after hearing the explanation.
She didn’t expect that his pounding on her loved one was actually helping.
"It’s alright, saving lives is my duty. And now we’ve only addressed a ventricular fibrillation that I could manage. For surgeries like severe pancreatitis, I can’t be of much help. Director Huang and the others need to handle it together."
Zhang Lingchuan spoke up.
"Dr. Hong, we’ll have to trouble you to send the patient over this ti."
Huang Xiangning expressed her gratitude to Hong Wan’er.
"No problem, no problem, since the task is complete, we’ll take our leave. Thanks to Vice Director Huang and Dr. Xiaochuan, we’ve witnessed the ongoing legend of the 15-Second Cycle thod."
The conversation just now was brief.
It lasted just over a minute.
Since the task was complete, Hong Wan’er and her team naturally prepared to leave.
As for what happened after they left,
Zhang Lingchuan went to change his clothes in the sterile room.
Of course, he was puzzled. The patient should already have been out of danger from the ventricular fibrillation, right?
Why hasn’t the system’s ergency kit been issued yet?
[System Scan Complete.]
[Patient Na: Fang Jianhong.]
[Patient Gender: Male.]
[Patient Age: 67 years old.]
[Patient Status: Ventricular fibrillation is ongoing, low blood pressure, accompanied by massive internal bleeding, organ failure, on the verge of clinical death.]
[Patient Diagnosis: Malignant arrhythmia, hemorrhagic necrotic pancreatitis, multi-organ failure.]
[System Alert: The current patient has pancreatitis due to gallstones and alcohol consumption, and large fluid and food intake during the inflammation period caused pancreatic juice to seep into the pancreas, self-digesting the pancreas, affecting surrounding tissues. A large amount of inflammatory substances entered the bloodstream, causing organ failure, abdominal bleeding, and cardiac arrest. The host should imdiately perform the Heart Area Striking Skill and Cardiopulmonary Resuscitation Cycle ergency rescue, and quickly proceed with surgery. Once the surgery is successful, the host will receive an ergency kit.]
It turns out that when Zhang Lingchuan was handling the ventricular fibrillation, the system’s scan had already started.
At this mont, he looked at the scan results seriously as he walked.
Finally, he realized.
The ergency kit would be issued after the surgery was successful.
But this old gentleman’s condition was indeed very dangerous.
Hemorrhagic necrotic pancreatitis, multi-organ failure.
He couldn’t be sure if they could save him.
"Aunt Guo, then we’ll take our leave, the rest is up to the Provincial Hospital. However, Uncle Fang’s condition is really not good right now. If even the Provincial Hospital can’t manage it, there’s pretty much no other place that can."
After completing the handover, Hong Wan’er spoke to her.
Very soon, neighbor Old Zhao and others also arrived.
They all ca to the entrance of the operating room together.
"Sigh..."
Aunt Guo watched as one doctor after another dressed and entered the operating room, her expression filled with helplessness.
"Brick by brick."
In the changing room, Zhang Lingchuan had already changed into a sterile surgical gown.
He knew that it was almost impossible for him to respond now, given the uncertainty of the patient’s survival.
Soon, he headed towards the operating room.
anwhile, he didn’t realize that his phone, silenced in the locker, was receiving a call.
It was a call from Song Wanqing.
Chun Nan Vanguard District.
"How’s it going, Qingqing? Did Senior Zhang answer the phone?"
Xiaoli, Yunyun, Tingting, and Hui i were all waiting for Song Wanqing’s call.
"It seems like he didn’t answer. Maybe he’s busy at the mont."
Song Wanqing had dialed both voice calls and mobile calls.
But no one picked up.
"Isn’t it after hours? Why is he still busy~"
"Sigh... there’s no news from the official account either. Just how do we get a spot for the lecture? It’s not like we’re going to fight for seats."
"Getting one would be a miracle! Look at how many people have voted!!"
The four won expressed their helplessness.
The fact that Senior Zhang was going to give a lecture at Mingfang Palace had already beco a hot topic.
There was a voting option below the official account.
[Would you like to attend the lecture by Veterinarian Zhang?]
["Absolutely attending: 90% (12,000 people)."]
["Depends on the situation: 7% (900 people)."]
["Not interested: 3% (400 people)."]
(A total of 13,400 people participated in the vote.)
Looking at that data,
it felt overwhelmingly troubleso.
Mingfang Palace on the Qianwei Campus is considered quite a large auditorium.
The roadside can accommodate at most about two thousand people.
But now, the votes on the WeChat public account indicating attendees for the lecture had already reached 12,000 people.
Of course,
so of them might not be from this school and were just joining the fun.
But within those six-fold numbers, if even one or two-fold were students from this school, the pressure to fight for lecture spots would be pretty significant.
If it really turned into a scramble for seats, it would be quite challenging.
"Maybe a patient just arrived, who knows; anyway, the lecture starts on Friday. We still have ti. I’ll call again later~"
Song Wanqing really didn’t expect it.
Teacher Zhang’s lecture would be this popular.
But generally speaking, if Teacher Zhang was available, he would surely answer the call.
If the call was unanswered, then he must be busy.
Indeed.
Zhang Lingchuan was busy; the hospital was already conducting an abdominal opening surgery.
"Beep beep beep—"
All sorts of instrunt noises filled the scene.
Unlike their usual surgeries, today, each of the doctors was extrely serious.
They were all focused on their work.
No one was in the mood for conversation.
[This is a severely failing liver, the situation is not looking good~]
Chest cavity opened.
After his eyes upgraded, Zhang Lingchuan could see labels regarding internal organs, blood vessels, muscles, etc.
At this mont, he saw a question mark on [Liver?].
As an assistant, and with his ntors intentionally letting him learn, he was allowed to touch the organs.
Seeing a question mark, he lightly touched it, curious about its aning.
In the next mont, a prompt popped up.
On seeing the prompt, his brow furrowed; severe failure!
Good gracious, this situation is not looking good!!
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