"What are you arguing about?" Just then, Hoffman's doctor walked over.
"He said that Hoffman is still alive." Tim Waltz still had a sliver of hope in his heart.
The doctor shook his head. "We've already checked. Hoffman is already dead. His heart has stopped beating for more than ten minutes."
The doctor then looked at Chen Zhao. "I don't know why you're saying that, but I've personally diagnosed him. He's already dead."
"Did you see that, Mr. Tim?" Reidra chimed in. "Even the doctor said that."
"I still insist on my opinion. He's not dead, but he's indeed dying soon." Chen Zhao looked at Tim Waltz. "Sir, if you want your child to live, then give me and him a chance."
Tim Waltz's eyes flashed as he looked at Chen Zhao. Then, he looked at Reidra and the doctor hesitantly.
Just then, Faur spoke up. "Sir, I trust my friend's judgment."
"Ms. Faur, please consider your position."
"Doctor Crete, isn't my position obvious enough? I support my friend. " Faur looked at Tim Waltz. "Sir, give my friend a chance and give your son a chance too."
"Can you really save him?" Tim Waltz obviously hoped that his son was still alive, but he also didn't want his body to be desecrated.
Chen Zhao looked at Tim Waltz and pulled the white sheet aside. He realized that this was the student he'd saved in class.
Chen Zhao reached out and pressed hard on the Quxin acupoint.
Everyone saw Hoffman's fingers move slightly.
"Alive?! Hoffman is still alive! He's still alive … "Tim Waltz yelled." My son is still alive! He's still alive! "
Reidra and Krit, the attending physician, looked extremely gloomy.
"I need an operating room," Chen Zhao said.
"Sir, he can't be saved. He was just wheeled out of the operating room. His ventricular endometrium correction surgery failed, causing severe internal bleeding. There's no hope for him …" Crete said. "Even if you temporarily made his muscles react, it doesn't mean he's still alive."
"I need an operating room!" Chen Zhao repeated.
"Quick, prepare an operating room for him. Quick, quick!"
"Mr. Tim, that's against the rules," Crete said.
Mom's rules. Prepare a surgery room for my son and this gentleman right now. "Tim Waltz roared." Or you want to get the hell out of this hospital. "
"Chen, OR 09 should be empty …" Faur said. "But I hope it'll be over in two hours, because I have a patient's surgery there in two hours."
"Push him to OR 09," Chen Zhao said.
At the entrance of the surgery room, Faur asked, "Do you need my help?"
"No need." Chen Zhao closed the automatic door. The surgery room could only be opened from the inside.
"Mr. Tim, why did you believe that liar?" Reidra said angrily.
"Yeah, that's just an ordinary muscle reaction. It doesn't mean that Hoffman is still alive."
Tim Waltz sat at the door of the surgery room. He didn't say anything, and his expression remained gloomy.
"Moreover, that liar even brought a cat into the operating theater. Doesn't he know that the operating theater has to be maintained in an absolutely sterile environment? You have no common sense at all. "
"That's Chen's habit," Faur said.
"Be quiet," Tim Waltz yelled. "I don't want to hear any nonsense before the results are out."
…
Wearing gloves, Chen Zhao reopened Hoffman's chest. The trachea was blocked by blood.
Because the surgery had failed, the resutures were done casually.
He did not even use latex gel. Latex gel was mainly used after surgery to repair and suture damaged organs. It was most commonly used for gastric perforations.
Chen Zhao first used a Soul Shock to stimulate Hoffman's soul.
Instantly, Hoffman's eyes flew open. What followed was a strong feeling of suffocation.
"Calm down. I know you're in pain, but you have to hold on. Just pretend that you're underwater." Chen Zhao dripped a drop of the perfect potion into Hoffman's mouth.
This drop of the perfect potion was the purest essence of life.
It instantly nourished Hoffman's body. Hoffman was still in pain, but at least it wasn't unbearable.
"Go to sleep first."
Chen Zhao hypnotized Hoffman and made him fall into a deep sleep.
Chen Zhao used magic, demon medicine, and Chinese medicine at the same time to operate on Hoffman.
Hoffman's biggest problem right now was the abnormal ventricular endometrium. As long as Chen Zhao could cut off the abnormal part and Hoffman could hold on, he would have hope.
To maintain his best state, Chen Zhao also cast a Quick Thinking spell on himself.
The spell made Chen Zhao's mind extremely clear. He knew exactly what he had to do.
After cutting off the abnormal endometrium, Chen Zhao sutured the heart and used gel to patch it up. At the same time, he gave Hoffman a drop of the perfect potion.
"Vitality!" Chen Zhao shouted. Hoffman's heart suddenly started beating.
Just then, the blood in the trachea spurted out of Hoffman's nose as the air flowed out.
Chen Zhao didn't suture the chest immediately. Instead, he observed Hoffman's heartbeat.
He realized that although Hoffman's heart had started beating again, it wasn't strong enough.
On one hand, he was too weak now. On the other hand, his heart muscle was weak to begin with.
This wasn't a problem that could be solved overnight. After ensuring that Hoffman's heart was stable, Chen Zhao started suturing his chest.
Chen Zhao gave Hoffman a Soul Shock. Hoffman started panting heavily.
"Am … am I dead?"
"Not yet." Chen Zhao patted Hoffman's cheek gently. "How do you feel?"
"A bit painful."
Chen Zhao pinched Hoffman's finger again. "How about now?"
"Painful."
Then his toe. "Do you feel anything?"
"Painful."
"Good, you're out of danger for now," Chen Zhao said. "Your body functions are normal and your nerves are normal."
"Thank you …" Hoffman was still very weak. His voice was very weak.
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