Old Chief Physician Pan and Tang Xiu had just arrived at the operating theater. Before Tang Xiu could call her family, the door opened and a stretcher trolley was pushed out.
Tang Xiu was startled. There was no white sheet.
Her father's hair was gray and his face was pale as if he was dead.
A girl in a blue isolation suit sat on the trolley. Her posture was awkward as she tried to pinch the rubber ball.
Although she had never studied medicine, Tang Xiu was knowledgeable enough to vaguely understand that pinching the rubber ball was the same as performing artificial respiration. It was to provide oxygen to her father.
In an instant, sorrow rose in her heart.
Tears flowed uncontrollably from her eyes.
Dead … Resuscitation failed … Countless negative words appeared in her mind.
A chill ran down her spine and countless stars flashed before her eyes.
Tang Xiu grabbed the bed frame of the operating table and bawled.
She cried but there was no sound.
However, everyone present could feel the heart-wrenching sadness.
Zheng Ren guided the way while Su Yun pushed the trolley from behind. Chu Yanran curled up in a corner of the trolley, concentrating on pinching the rubber ball.
Tang Xiu grabbed the bed frame to slow the trolley down. Chu Yanran almost fell off the trolley as if someone had slammed on the brakes.
Zheng Ren, who was next to her, quickly supported her and said angrily, "Who are you?!"
Old Chief Physician Pan quickly pulled Tang Xiu away and said sternly, "He's not dead. Don't interfere with the resuscitation."
Not dead? Tang Xiu did not understand the simple sentence until she was pulled away by Old Chief Physician Pan.
Her mind was completely muddled at that moment.
It seemed to be good news, or perhaps the doctor was deliberately trying to comfort her. She was pulled away by Old Chief Physician Pan but could not suppress the sadness in her heart and continued to cry silently.
"It's a family member," Old Chief Physician Pan said.
"Are you okay?" Zheng Ren asked with concern. Chu Yanran shook her head and narrowed her eyes as if smiling at him. He was relieved.
He opened the door of the medical elevator and pushed the trolley inside.
"Chief Physician Pan, ask her to wait for me here. I'll talk to her after the patient is sent to the ICU," Zheng Ren said as the elevator door slowly closed.
Old Chief Physician Pan had seen countless joys and sorrows, so Tang Xiu's dejected look was not unusual.
He didn't say anything to comfort her. This was the moment when her emotions were the most unstable. It would be useless no matter what he said.
More importantly, Old Chief Physician Pan did not know how the surgery went. He had to comfort the family members. It was a big taboo to speak carelessly without knowing whether the surgery was successful or not.
The hall outside the operating theater on the third floor was very spacious. The whistling sound of the north wind outside could be faintly heard. It was mixed with the suppressed, silent crying, and there was a sense of eeriness in it.
However, Old Chief Physician Pan was someone who had come from the battlefield, so he did not care about such trivial matters.
Yang Qi was exuberant, and all evils were repelled.
He carefully recalled the moment just now. Judging from Zheng Ren's expression and behavior, the surgery should have been successful.
This chief resident is really not bad.
There had been three to five rescues like today's in the past month, and every rescue had been successful.
This time, it should not be a problem.
Old Chief Physician Pan paced slowly in the hall with his hands behind his back, wondering if there were any loopholes in his communication with the family.
Zheng Ren was a hard-working child. She could not hold him back.
Ten minutes later, Zheng Ren emerged from the fire escape. Chu Yanran followed him but did not see Su Yun.
"Zheng Ren, you're back." Old Chief Physician Pan gave him a look.
Zheng Ren nodded and said softly, "It was successful."
Finally, a stone fell to the ground.
Tang Xiu sat on the ground, hugging her knees and burying her head in them. Her shoulders trembled.
"Are you the family member?" Zheng Ren stood in front of her and asked.
Tang Xiu continued sobbing on the ground as if she did not hear him.
Zheng Ren asked a few more questions, but Tang Xiu still did not respond. He took out his phone and asked, "Are you busy?"
"Come to the operating theater hall."
"Yes, there's a family member who is too sad to communicate."
"Yes, come up. I'll sort out the video data. The surgery was successful, don't worry. "
Zheng Ren hung up and said to Old Chief Physician Pan, "Let Chang Yue communicate with the family."
Old Chief Physician Pan understood Chang Yue's communication skills and knew that Zheng Ren was right. He did not mind Zheng Ren making the arrangements first and asked with a smile, "How was the surgery done?"
Zheng Ren patted Chu Yanran's shoulder and gestured for her to enter the operating theater while he waited for Chang Yue with Old Chief Physician Pan. Then, he said calmly, "Traumatic rupture of the hepatic hemangioma. We found the blood supply artery and inserted a spring coil."
"That simple?"
"It's more complicated," Zheng Ren said. "The blood supply artery is thick, so the spring coil couldn't block it completely, so we used four more gel sponges."
There was nothing exciting about the surgery, but Old Chief Physician Pan could imagine the tension and cautiousness of every second during the resuscitation process.
"How is the patient now?" Old Chief Physician Pan asked.
"His blood pressure has risen to 80mm Hg after arriving in the ICU. Low pressure has also appeared. His heart rate has decreased, but the hemorrhagic shock should be under control. I was worried, so I asked Su Yun to take a look. If everything goes well, he can be extubated tomorrow morning and transferred out of the ICU. "
"That's good." Old Chief Physician Pan was satisfied and looked at Zheng Ren with a kind and proud expression.
They chatted for a while more before Chang Yue caught up with them.
Zheng Ren and Old Chief Physician Pan entered the operating theater after leaving Chang Yue in charge.
In the control console room, Zheng Ren explained the surgery to Old Chief Physician Pan while editing the surgical images.
Zheng Ren was surprised by Old Chief Physician Pan's eagerness to learn.
The old man was almost seventy years old. Although he was healthy, had good eyesight and hearing, and could walk like the wind, he would never be able to perform interventional radiology.
He would never perform interventional radiology in his life.
What was the point of learning interventional radiology then? Zheng Ren did not know and was too lazy to think about it. Perhaps the old man was eager to learn, or perhaps he wanted to master a new clinical technique so that he could handle emergency patients with ease.
Regardless of what Old Chief Physician Pan was thinking, Zheng Ren would definitely fulfill his request. It was just a trivial matter like the surgery.
Old Chief Physician Pan was certain that the surgery was a success after watching the shocking display of "fireworks" from blooming to fading and dissipating.
Although he had never performed an actual surgery, Old Chief Physician Pan had read about interventional radiology and understood its basic principles and difficulty.
Zheng Ren made it sound easy, but Old Chief Physician Pan knew that the difficulties were solved by Zheng Ren's high standards.
If it were someone else, the patient might have died on the operating table due to excessive bleeding before they could find the bleeding artery.
Old Chief Physician Pan suddenly had an idea as he watched Zheng Ren edit the video.
"I'll contact Professor Pei when I have time. You should visit Imperial Capital."
"Huh?" Zheng Ren tilted his head, not understanding why Old Chief Physician Pan suddenly said that.
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