Ye Lan was a little disappointed.
Doctor Wang's hand is indeed very steady, but he has not considered everything comprehensively in many aspects.
"You keep looking at the patient during surgery? Don't you look at the instruments?"
Ye Lan said in a deep voice.
Everyone was stunned.
The monitoring instruments in the operating room are all intelligent monitors. Once the patient's data exceeds the normal value, an alarm will sound.
At this moment, all the instruments were silent and no prompts appeared.
Wang Baojin raised his head, the two professors raised their heads, and even everyone in the observation room looked up at the instrument.
There, everything works fine and all the data looks within normal limits.
"Blood pressure! Blood pressure!"
Ye Lan hated that iron could not become steel, so she hit the back of his hand hard.
Wang Baojin was stunned for a while, staring at the blood pressure data again and again.
Then he said: "That's right! She lost blood, and her blood pressure is still within the normal range!"
"How much was it just now?"
Ye Lan asked in a deep voice.
Everyone was silent.
Who remembers blood pressure changes during surgery?
Even the surgical nurse who was staring at the instruments didn't know why at the moment.
"After the bleeding stopped, the blood pressure should have increased, but now it has dropped by 8."
"Xiaoye, this is an operation after all. A few pressure fluctuations are normal, right?" Professor Chen asked in a low voice.
"Yes, blood pressure may fluctuate during surgery, but didn't you notice that it dropped at a constant rate?"
"You mean, the organs have changed?" Professor Wang asked.
Ye Lan nodded, too lazy to remind him step by step.
He said directly: "Fluid in the heart! First puncture the heart, and then sew it up!"
Traumatic cardiac rupture or intrapericardial blood vessel damage can cause blood accumulation in the pericardial cavity, which can easily lead to acute death.
And this was caused by moving the ribs during the surgery just now.
However, this change is very slight and difficult for ordinary people to detect.
Moreover, it will gradually become serious after a few days.
By then, it may be too late for surgery.
...
Everyone was silent again.
No one could have imagined that Ye Lan would pay attention to the slightest change.
Even if someone notices it, it is difficult to consider the possibility of cardiac effusion.
"Where did this monster come from? Is he so powerful at such a young age?"
"Awesome? It's simply terrifying, okay? Let's talk about it one by one. Who has considered it?"
"No wonder Professor Chen let him into the operating room!"
"What's this guy's name? Let him and Professor Chen go to my office later. Our hospital is short of such talents!"
Dean Gao's abacus crackled.
Zuo Datian, who was behind the crowd, almost had his teeth broken.
He finally saw that this boy's strength was not comparable to his.
You may feel jealous and hateful when facing someone who is superior to you.
But facing someone who is invincible, a feeling of powerlessness will arise in your heart.
But he quickly adjusted.
"What does medical skill mean? No matter how good your medical skills are, you are just a doctor!"
"Since your medical skills are great, then I will make you famous!"
His eyes gradually became hateful, and then he took out his mobile phone and secretly connected it to the video recorder and computer.
Soon, a video of about one minute appeared online.
[Horrifying, the boy broke into the operating room and gave acupuncture to trauma patients! 】
The video was just released and immediately attracted comments.
"Where is this? That doctor looks so young!"
"Silver needles for trauma? Isn't this a gimmick?"
"I think so too. It's obviously a joke made by the anchor to gain attention!"
"This is not a joke, I am a doctor, and that is indeed an operating room!"
"Oh my god, this is a waste of human life! Who is that doctor?"
This is exactly Zuo Datian's method.
It was clear that today's surgery had a high chance of success.
But he couldn't make it easy for Ye Lan.
When this video becomes popular on the Internet, people will naturally find out that this is Beichen Second Hospital.
At that time, under the overwhelming pressure on the Internet, no matter how good Ye Lan's medical skills are, he will still have to take the blame.
When he thought of this, he couldn't help but smile.
...
The subsequent surgery went smoothly.
Wang Baojin’s skills are indeed very strong.
Ye Lan wanted to tap the back of his hand a few more times, but he had already learned the lesson.
He would stop at every step and ask for advice.
Ye Lan couldn't hide it, so he could only explain it carefully.
Until the last moment when the cavity was closed, Wang Baojing picked up the suture needle, and Ye Lan's eyes lit up, and he slightly raised the hemostatic forceps.
Doctor Wang was startled and quickly put on the beauty thread.
Damn it, if he was beaten at this moment, his face would not be saved.
Seeing that the operation was basically completed, Ye Lan stopped lingering and left the operating room early.
After cleaning up, he slipped out early without saying goodbye to anyone.
It was late at night and the school should have been closed.
Just as he was considering whether to rent a house in Cao Ziyan for the night, Ye Lan took out his cell phone.
During the operation, the cell phone was kept on silent mode.
When I looked at it, I realized that there were more than a dozen missed calls.
Zhang Baixue!
All of them were Zhang Baixue’s phone calls.
Not only that, she also sent a lot of messages.
"You brat, why don't you answer the phone?"
"My cold poison is acting up again, can you come over here?"
"Are you still angry with me?"
"I feel so uncomfortable now, worse than ever!"
"Are you in class? How about I pick you up from your school?"
"When you see the message, call me back!"
"I'm at the back door of your school."
"Ye Lan! Answer the phone!"
...
During the three hours of surgery, she sent more than one message back and forth.
The last treatment was not thorough, and the suppressed cold poison unexpectedly broke out again.
And this time, it is obviously more serious than before.
Ye Lan stood on the side of the road, stopped the car and dialed the phone.
The phone rang a dozen times before it was connected, and Zhang Baixue's trembling voice came over.
"Ye Lan, help!"
The extremely weak voice showed that she had been tortured to the point of death.
Ye Lan quickly said: "I'll be here right away!"
He opened the taxi door and threw out a wad of money.
"Get to the back door of Beichen University of Technology as quickly as possible!"
Ye Lan shouted.
The driver's eyes lit up, and before he could fasten his seat belt, he stepped on the accelerator and jumped out.
The journey that was originally half an hour took only 13 minutes.
After getting out of the car, Ye Lan saw the off-road vehicle parked outside the school's back entrance wall.
The car was still on, beeping in the dark.
He strode over and yanked open the car door.
A burst of heat suddenly hit him.
In the already hot summer, the heater is still on in the car.
Zhang Baixue was curled up in the back seat, holding a pillow in her arms and shivering.
Seeing Ye Lan's arrival, she raised her head suddenly, with a hint of pleading in her eyes.
"Ye Lan, save me!"
