In the ward, Qiao Ran went directly into the operating room to perform surgery on Hongmeng.
This time, Qiao Ran was not masked again.
Cheng Zhiyuan, who learned that Qiao Ran was undergoing surgery, immediately rushed to the operating room and performed surgery on Qiao Ran himself.
Not only Qiao Ran, but also the hospital director and key doctors gathered in front of the TV screen to watch Qiao Ran perform the operation.
In the picture transmitted through the instrument, the patient's injured position is only half a centimeter away from the heart. If the force is not careful, the sharp instrument stuck in the patient's body will pierce the heart. The difficulty of the operation is very thrilling and complicated.
"Dr. Cheng, how do you think this operation should be performed safely?" Qiao Ran, wearing surgical clothes and a mask, looked at Cheng Zhiyuan.
Although she already knew from Song Wanqing that Qiao Ran was the famous Dr. Joy, she looked at Qiao Ran who was wearing surgical clothes and no longer fully armed.
Cheng Zhiyuan was still so shocked that he couldn't even close his jaw.
"The position of the patient's injury is very dangerous. A little carelessness will lead to the patient's immediate death. I think the operation should be performed with a relatively conservative method..."
Cheng Zhiyuan explained his surgical plan.
"The method you mentioned is indeed relatively safe, but if the operation time is too long, it will cause the patient's brain to become comatose for a long time, causing a chain reaction of hypoxia, and eventually turning the patient into a vegetative state.
What's the point of living like that and dying? The patient is the kind of person who should risk death rather than live as a lifeless vegetable, so my method is..."
Qiao Ran explained his plan and opinions.
After listening to Qiao Ran's words, Cheng Zhiyuan's eyes showed deep admiration.
"Although your plan is very risky and radical, I am willing to assist you in completing this operation."
"Then thank you Dr. Cheng."
Qiao Ran said and started to operate on Hongmeng.
Outside the monitoring screen in the operating room, dozens of key doctors heard Qiao Ran's plan and started talking about it.
"How can such a risky method be used to perform this operation? This is so irresponsible to the patient."
"Yes, how can you make a decision based on your own wishes when performing an operation? What does it mean that the patient wants to risk his life? The patient is already in a coma, will she choose?"
"That is, when a doctor holds a scalpel, he is responsible for the patient's life."
"Is she really Dr. Joy? From Wen Shimo's ex-wife to Joy, why do I not believe it so much?"
"..."
Any one of the doctors present could be Qiao Ran's father or mother. They all have superb medical skills and good oral skills.
Seeing that the legendary mysterious medical genius is a little girl in her early twenties, no one wants to believe that Qiao Ran is really Dr. Joy.
Although Qiao Ran's method was suddenly risky and radical, and he did not recognize her as a person, everyone still watched Qiao Ran perform this extremely difficult operation with their eyes fixed.
When they watched Qiao Ran pull out his weapon and the patient's body spurted out blood like a fountain just as they had imagined, everyone felt that the operation had failed.
"I said she couldn't be Dr. Joy. Dr. Joy didn't even allow her to lose too much blood when she operated on a pregnant twin who had epileptic seizures. The patient was already in a coma, and now she spurts out so much blood that even the gods can't save her.
Already."
"Dean, she is not a doctor in our hospital. If a medical accident occurs in our hospital, our hospital must bear the responsibility. It is better for you to go in and perform the surgery to rescue the patient quickly. Even if she becomes a vegetative state, it is better than letting her die!"
"Wen Shimo and Shen Mubai are both outside. Even if they really have to take responsibility, it is their business. We don't need our hospital to step in at this time. Let's just wait and see how this legendary genius doctor ends up?" The dean's majestic gaze.
Li looked at the screen with some appreciation.
Although everyone thought that Qiao Ran was so young that she could not be the mysterious Dr. Joy with incredible medical skills, but the dean felt from Qiao Ran's unusually skillful surgical movements that she was Dr. Joy.
Even if she is not, being able to admit her to the hospital will be a qualitative leap and improvement to the hospital's reputation.
Under the gaze of everyone, Qiao Ran on the screen was seen calmly facing the blood spurting out, and was performing the operation in an orderly manner.
The doctors all felt that Qiao Ran was doing useless work. A patient who had lost so much blood would soon lose his vital signs and his heart would stop beating.
However, in the shock of everyone, Qiao Ran stopped the bleeding as quickly as possible and at the same time pulled out the weapon from the patient's body.
All the doctors were shocked when they saw Qiao Ran throwing the weapon into the waste tray and quickly proceeding to the next operation. No one questioned Qiao Ran's medical skills and identity.
With such superb surgical skills, who else can do it except Dr. Joy, who is known as a genius doctor?
After Qiao Ran took out the weapon safely from the patient's body, he handed over the final steps of suturing to Cheng Zhiyuan.
Although Cheng Zhiyuan is already the best doctor in the hospital, under Qiao Ran's guidance, Cheng Zhiyuan still feels that he still has a lot to learn.
"Qiao Ran, thank you. Under your guidance, I feel that the wounds I stitched are much more pleasing to the eye." Cheng Zhiyuan looked at Qiao Ran with bright eyes.
"Dr. Cheng, in the operating room, you should call me Dr. Qiao or Dr. Qiao Ran." Qiao Ran corrected with a smile.
"Yes, Doctor Qiao, for such a thrilling operation, only you can compete with Yama at the gate of hell!"
"This is because the patient's physical condition is good. Otherwise, no matter how good the medical skills are, she will not be able to get off the operating table. Even if the operation is successful, it will depend on her subsequent recovery. If she does not wake up tomorrow, she may have to sleep forever.
On the bed."
Cheng Zhiyuan looked at the unconscious Hongmeng and nodded in approval.
This patient's obsession with survival was so strong that he suffered cardiac arrest several times during the operation.
Finally it jumped again.
Ordinary patients would probably have died on the operating table long ago.
Operating room waiting area!
Wen Shimo looked at Shen Mubai who was coming over after taking care of the wound, and his dark eyes became a little colder.
"I told you not to have Qiao Ran's ideas. Mr. Shen seems to be suffering from amnesia. Do you need me to remind you again?"
"The person who suffers from amnesia should be Mr. Wen. I remember Mr. Wen and I also said that a gentleman is a bad person. I pursue the person I like, and Mr. Wen seems to have no right to interfere."
Shen Mubai looked at Wen Shimo with gentle eyes, but there was an unyielding determination in his eyes.
"Are those hired killers really just to assassinate Prince Garden? Some people look at the beauty of the world on the surface, but in fact they are greedy for profit. They are wolves in sheep's clothing.
Qiao Ran and I are a couple no matter what, and I will never allow anyone to get close to her by any means, deceive her trust and then hurt her." Wen Shimo looked at Shen Mubai with a dangerous light in his eyes, with an intolerance in his eyes.
Suspicious and persistent.
"My feelings for Qiao Ran don't need to be proven to anyone, as long as she knows it, it's enough."
The operating door opened, and Qiao Ran saw at a glance two men with incredible looks, Wen Shimo and Shen Mubai, standing in a row, one in black and one in white, filled with the smell of gunpowder.
"Mubai, how is your injury? Is it taken care of?" Qiao Ran looked at Shen Mubai, who was wearing a white hospital gown, with concern.
"It's been taken care of. How about the surgery?"
"It's successful for now. If she doesn't wake up early tomorrow morning, she will become a vegetative state. Your back is seriously injured. I'll help you back to the ward and give you some medicine." Qiao Ran said, holding on to Shen Mubai's arm. Just leave.
Thinking of the scene of Qiao Ran applying medicine to himself, Wen Shimo felt a surge of anger from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and quickly reached out to hold Qiao Ran who had taken two steps.
"Go and see Wan Qing first." Wen Shimo ordered in a domineering voice.