Seeing her such rapid movements, the big guys on stage and off stage all expressed their opinions: How poisonous this person's eyes must be!
Much more venomous than what he and Boss Zhang had to say.——Ren Zhelun had a lot of slander in his heart.
The decisive point in fighting death is here. Without further ado, heart repair surgery is performed immediately.
After the heart repair was completed, the bystanders looked up at the emergency department clock.
"Thirty-five minutes." Dr. Tang's eyes showed two surprises. This time should have set a record within Guozhi's hospital.
"How long does it usually take?" Someone asked Dr. Tang.
Bystanders know that it is most appropriate to ask this kind of question to an anesthetist who has always stayed in the operating room and has experienced all kinds of surgical operations.
Dr. Tang recalled: "I have seen ninety minutes."
Ninety minutes is not too slow. You must know that cardiac surgery has always been very long, and it is as long as neurosurgery.
Others listened to it for ninety minutes and then compared it to thirty-five minutes. It was more than two to one.
The big guys from the cardiothoracic and thoracic surgeries present felt even more deeply.
Poof, defibrillation, heart rebound.
"It's very fast. I've never seen it so fast." Qiu Bowen sighed.
I think back then, this was not the first time that Mr. Xie came to Guozhi. Before he officially came to work at Guozhi, he had come to Guozhi several times to participate in the diagnosis and treatment of patients at Guozhi. Therefore, Teacher Du knew Mr. Xie’s medical skills relatively well.
To what extent.
The blood pressure has not fully returned. The surgical team continues to repair the patient's lungs non-stop.
It shows that Dr. Tang, an anesthesiology and surgery guru, said that setting records is a real miracle, and tonight definitely set a historical record.
Okay, this is a teacher who adheres to the reputation of being the number one conservative and cares about words to the extreme.
Qiu Bowen observed the ongoing lung repair surgery on the operating table. This time it was his turn, as a thoracic surgery expert, to make an estimate: "It may take less than ninety minutes to complete the entire operation."
"A small step is progress, a big step is progress. Compared with her past, can a leap not be called progress?"
Others can tell who he is talking about.
Looking at it now, classmate Xie’s progress is so fast, like a rocket rushing.
After the cardiopulmonary surgery was completed on the operating table, the sound of the surgeon exhaling was heard by everyone around him.
Everyone believes what the thoracic surgeon says.
If the onlookers can talk and laugh, it definitely means that the patient has been saved. Otherwise, he should rush over to help in a hurry.
"Are you saying she is just making progress?" Qiu Bowen turned around to find fault with his words.
For example, classmate Xie came to Zhi in the past and only watched his teacher perform cardiac surgery on a patient in the operating room. No matter how much he said and gave him valuable advice, after all, surgery is about hands-on ability, and his teacher did not feel that at that time
She can undergo cardiac surgery.
Old God Du Yeqing, who was listening to this, put down his elegant and sharp rimless glasses on the ground and began to express his own opinions: "Progress has been made."
It can be seen that the surgeon is eager to leave tonight's operating table, which is like a Shura field, as soon as possible.
"Go get him a glass of water." Both Yeqing and Qiu Bowen hurriedly stepped forward to pour water for the junior brothers and sisters who had worked so hard. Even bystanders could feel the terrifying nature of the surgery tonight.
At this moment, a clear female voice suddenly intervened and said: "Bring your finger."
Uh! Ye Qing and the others suddenly retracted their feet.