After Qin Xue entered the operating room and saw everyone busily yet systematically working, she went over and checked the results, finding that it was a brain stroke.
Qin Xue had sowhat anticipated the possibility of a brain stroke, given that Miao Qingqing had high blood pressure before. If there is an excessive emotional stimulus, this phenonon is quite common, but who would have done such a thing to her?
"Dr. Qin, you’re here." Soone who had previously collaborated with Qin Xue on surgeries breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing her. With Qin Xue present, the patient’s life could be saved.
"How’s the situation now?" Qin Xue looked at Miao Qingqing on the operating table, astonished that such a smart and lively elderly woman was now lying lifeless here—it seed fate was playing tricks.
"We found a small hemorrhage in the patient’s brain and are planning to perform craniotomy to evacuate the hematoma and alleviate intracranial pressure. However, we are not particularly skilled with this surgery and have sent soone to your house to find you and Mr. Mo. We didn’t expect you to arrive so quickly." The doctor who had called Qin Xue explained the current situation upon her inquiry.
"The patient is experiencing an acute stroke with hemorrhage, and indeed these procedures are necessary. If you are able to handle them, I’ll observe from the side." Qin Xue wasn’t unwilling to get involved, but she hoped the doctors here could manage the surgery since she couldn’t always appear in ti.
Besides, she felt they were just hesitant; they could certainly execute the procedure if they tried.
"Dr. Qin, please, you take over while we learn from you." Without a master present, the doctor was prepared to take the lead bravely, but now that a far superior doctor was on-site, he wouldn’t dare to perform under scrutiny and opted to step aside for the guru, as the patient’s condition allowed no delay.
"Teacher." Soone who joined the surgery session and didn’t know Qin Xue disagreed upon overhearing the doctor’s suggestion, voicing a call to the doctor.
"You’ll understand shortly, pay attention and learn." The doctor disregarded the interruption, casually advising instead.
"I..." The interrupter felt slighted, wondering why the teacher wouldn’t listen to a kindly reminder. Despite her dissatisfaction, since the suggestion ca from the teacher, she had to tolerate it silently.
"Since there’s no objection, fine, I’ll proceed." Qin Xue recognized that further delays for Miao Qingqing would lose the best opportunity for treatnt.
Qin Xue took a pill from her pocket, placed it in Miao Qingqing’s mouth, closed her mouth with her hands, sensing for reactions until the drug reached her stomach before comncing the surgery.
Once Qin Xue picked up the scalpel, she transford, differing entirely from her forr conversational self, her actions as fluid as a flowing stream. The person who had spoken earlier was now astounded at her prowess. It was no wonder her teacher urged them to learn diligently. Possessing such a superb technique would command respect; but how could one aspire to match her skill?
Occupied with the surgery, Qin Xue was oblivious to these thoughts, otherwise, she’d have dismissed them outright. This was not the ti to entertain idle thoughts, as it risked the patient’s life.
Watching Qin Xue, the doctor marveled at her competence. Indeed, her deft movents hardly seed like performing a craniotomy, rather like cutting at. Every surgery with Qin Xue deepened his admiration, expanding his horizons.
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