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Beep, beep, beep.
The numbers on the heart monitor have changed.
All doctors' nerves raised alarm lines.
Time is running out. Yin Fengchun felt his hands shaking.
"If he can't do it, I'll do it." Cao Yong made a decisive decision and reached out to the nurse for the instrument.
Dr. Cao, you! All the doctors at the scene looked at Cao Yong with deep admiration in their eyes. The young doctor was even more deeply shaken. Senior Brother Cao is a bull. Lin Hao stood in the distance and watched with admiration.
Although I know that I may not be able to do it, as a doctor, I must stand up at this juncture no matter what, bear all responsibilities and risks, and do my best. This is what a surgeon should do. Xie Wanying's heart was filled with emotion, thinking that it made sense for all the boys in her class to regard Senior Brother Cao as their idol.
"It's not enough for you to clamp the artery." Tao Zhijie's careful gaze was like observing the wound inside from the outside, and he said to Cao Yong after deep thought.
"Yes." Cao Yong agreed with him, "Someone must put his finger in instead of a knife and block the opening first. It is best to be able to do this."
Are these two people suddenly planning to cooperate on the operating stage regardless of their previous suspicions? The people around them carefully took a look at the expressions and trends of these two people.
Yin Fengchun's breathing was a little tight. He couldn't let her take this risk, so he said, "I'll stop it."
"Are you sure you can?" The others glanced at his gloved hands and trembled involuntarily.
Whatever he has to do, he must be able to do it even if he can't.
"I'll block it for him," Tao Zhijie decided.
The whole thing happened because of the patients of their hepatobiliary surgery department. It was the responsibility of their hepatobiliary surgery department, and it was his responsibility as the person in charge. It should be borne by him and not others. Maybe two talented young people can try to do it, but this is a burden that they need to bear and should not be their young people.
One blockage and one clip are not neurosurgery, just because he is a doctor in the National Association and the predecessor of the young doctors here. Seniors need to have strong willpower and sense of responsibility.
"Give me the pliers." Cao Yong ordered the nurse again, not wanting to delay any more time.
"Xiao Song." Tao Zhijie said to Song Xuelin who was holding the knife, "I say pull it out, so you pull it out, are you clear?"
Song Xuelin tensed his delicate eyebrows, and his intuition told him: the risk was too great.
Xie Wanying watched this situation nervously. She felt the same as Dr. Song that this was not the best plan, but there was no other way. The two senior brothers decided to fight to the death.
The instrument nurse handed over the forceps, and with a snap, the atrial appendage forceps with a long head and a slightly curved head fell into Cao Yong's gloved palm.
Cao Yong focused his attention on the knife edge, recalling the angle mentioned by his junior sister and desperately searching for urological surgeries he had encountered during his previous internship.
Tao Zhijie, who was facing him, was also thinking hard about the anatomical position, his brows were so tight that he could wrinkle them, waiting for everyone to be ready to give the order to pull out.
Everyone around held their breath. The two anesthesiologists stood up and made preparations for rescue. Lu Tianchi gestured to Fu Xinheng: "Doctor Fu."
Fu Xinheng knew what he wanted to say, and looked at the monitor. Since he was here, he must help. If the heart stopped, he would directly rescue the heart. Anyway, I will never give up on patients.
When everything was ready, the sound cut through the operating room——
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