Chapter 1262
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The hospital director did not approve of waiting. However, Cheng Ming seemed to trust this doctor, so he nodded and said, "Okay. I'll try my best."
If they delayed and missed the best time to operate, he would not have to bear any responsibility.
The hospital director returned to the resuscitation room before long.
Cheng Ming looked at the door of the resuscitation room. He could only hope that Huo Yao would arrive soon.
Time ticked by. Before long, five minutes had gone by.
The nurse had come out of the resuscitation room twice and informed him that Huo Yulin's condition was not looking good. He might not survive for another five minutes.
Cheng Ming waited for another two minutes before he took out his phone and called Huo Yao.
The moment the call went through, he heard a phone ringing in the quiet corridor. He raised his head and saw Huo Yao walking over in her pajamas.
He hurriedly hung up.
"What's the situation now?" asked Huo Yao as she held the box of needles in her hand.
"The bullet penetrated his chest from the back, and the shrapnel is stuck in his heart. The hospital director doesn't dare to remove it now. I'm afraid he won't be able to hold on much longer," said Cheng Ming as he pressed the doorbell.
Huo Yao nodded. She looked much more serious than usual, but she did not seem flustered at all. Strangely, Cheng Ming calmed down a lot when he saw her.
The door to the resuscitation room opened. Before Huo Yao entered, she could hear the beeping sounds of the instruments and the hospital director's voice.
Her brows furrowed as she walked past the nurse and strode in.
The hospital director was still performing CPR, and the numbers on the machine were showing a straight line. Huo Yao raised her head and glanced at it. Without hesitation, she took out a few silver needles. "Let me do it."
The hospital director paused when he heard Huo Yao's voice. Only then did he notice that there was another person in the resuscitation room. Not only him, but the other specialists also noticed her.
However, they could not help frowning when they saw Huo Yao's young face.
The hospital director was stunned when he saw the silver needles in Huo Yao's hand. "Are you... a doctor?"
Huo Yao did not say a word. She walked up and swiftly inserted the silver needles into the major acupoints on Huo Yulin's chest.
When the other experts saw this, they subconsciously felt that it was ridiculous. "You're delaying our rescue time."
The numbers on the machine were still stable. If there was no response for two minutes, they would not be able to save Huo Yulin.
None of them could afford to offend the person on the operating table.
The hospital director suddenly raised his hand to stop the specialists from talking when he saw Huo Yao.
The depth of Chinese medicine was evident from the young man's technique.
At this moment, the ray on the instrument began to fluctuate. The data was not too optimistic, but the person was temporarily pulled back from the gates of hell.
The hospital director could not help but glance at Huo Yao again.
Even if he continued to perform CPR, he did not have a 100% chance of saving the patient.
A minute later, Huo Yao put the needle away after the readings on the machine stabilized. After checking the wound, she turned to look at the hospital director. "Please operate on the patient now."
"It's been a long time, and his heart is injured. Even if we perform surgery now, the success rate is very low," the hospital director said directly.
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