My Future Daughter Adds Me On WeChat, Saying That The School Flower Is Her Mother

"Do you have a better way to save her?"

Ye Ping'an picked up the paper cutter, pushed out the blade, and washed and disinfected it with alcohol. "She can last for three to five minutes at most. Even if the ambulance can arrive in time, they don't have to wait until the hospital to send the injured to surgery. Taiwan, it's probably dead. Anyway, it's all dead, why don't you take a gamble, am I right?"

The middle-aged doctor was silent.

"No!"

The middle-aged couple roared in grief and burst into tears.

"Don't make noise, it will distract me."

Ye Ping'an turned to glance at the screaming woman, and nodded with a smile.

The woman was very obedient. Not only did she shut her mouth, she also raised her hand to cover her mouth.

Her husband, the middle-aged man with extraordinary temperament, gave Ye Ping'an a deep look before apologizing, "I'm sorry, please continue!"

At this time, if someone who knew a middle-aged man heard that he used the word 'you' to others, he would definitely go crazy in shock...

"Uncle, have you been in the operating room?"

Ye Ping'an ignored the couple and looked at the middle-aged doctor.

"Ok."

The middle-aged doctor quickly replied, "Twenty-one major surgical operations, minor operations... not to mention!"

"Huh!" Ye Ping'an pouted.

The middle-aged doctor bowed his head in shame.

He knew what the other person was laughing at.

When he was treating the girl just now, he made too many mistakes, but he quickly raised his head and looked at Ye Ping'an with fiery eyes.

"Then trouble uncle to be my assistant first."

Ye Ping'an asked expectantly, "Are you okay?"

"No problem!" The middle-aged doctor nodded quickly.

"And the two of you."

Ye Ping'an looked at Yida Shuanghua, "Come here to help."

Mu Youwei and Yu Xiaoyu's eyes lit up, and they quickly squatted down and put on gloves, like Ye Ping'an to wash the gloves with wine and water, and squatted aside.

They never imagined that they could have access to this level of 'major surgery' before they became doctors.

The look in Ye Ping'an's eyes is so incredible...

Ye Ping'an retracted his gaze, took a deep breath, and exhaled slowly.

He couldn't watch the wounded die before his eyes.

Laozi fights!

As soon as he gritted his teeth, Ye Ping'an's left finger fell on the girl's chest and abdomen, gently groping for the rib gap in the wound, holding the paper cutter in his right hand, slowly falling...

The girl's parents turned their heads and couldn't bear to look anymore.

Don't talk about them.

Most of the people looking around turned their heads.

This is normal person.

Their psychological quality is not strong enough to witness this scene calmly.

Blood flows.

Ye Ping'an cut open the girl's chest.

When cutting the five fingers, directly cut the rib conjoined muscle, and then use a paper cutter and two sterilized screwdrivers as a chest opening bracket, and cut off the girl's ribs abruptly, exposing a space that can accommodate fingers. gap.

Such a terrifying scene, even an adult, almost fainted in shock...

The middle-aged doctor quickly took out a cloth soaked in alcohol and wiped off the blood.

Ye Ping'an stretched out two fingers, and began to feel from the wound.

After about forty seconds.

When he pulled out his fingers, a small shard of glass appeared between them.

After doing this, pick up the wine bottle with the tube on the side, insert a tube into the girl's abdominal cavity, and slowly pull out the paper cutter and screwdriver from the gap between the girl's ribs, so that the rib spacing returns to its original shape... …

The middle-aged doctor cleaned up the blood.

Mu Youwei and Yu Xiaoyu quickly sealed the wound where the girl had inserted the tube with tape.

The crowd exhaled fiercely.

It should be almost there, right?

Whether you can live or not depends on the girl's life!

"The operation has been completed, why do you still need an exhaust catheter?" the middle-aged doctor said.

"The wound of the injured person tore the trachea, and blood poured into it. The glass piece I just took out has caused a slight tear in the lungs, causing air to enter the pleural cavity around the lungs. The combination of the two injuries will cause tension pneumothorax."

Ye Ping'an opened his mouth and came, "If the air is not expelled, the girl will be suffocated to death within two minutes."

"Did you do this..."

The middle-aged doctor looked suspiciously at the wine bottle held high in Ye Ping'an.

It can be seen that a large number of air bubbles began to appear in the wine bottle because the tube inserted into the girl's chest extended into the wine bottle.

"A simple one-way valve."

Ye Ping'an smiled, "We'll deal with it for the time being, but it should be enough for the injured to get to the hospital. Now we need to see the fate of the injured. As long as she can catch her breath, the operation will be considered a real success."

What is a one-way valve?

Doctor Shuanghua looked bewildered.

Medical check valve?

The middle-aged doctor on the side rolled his eyes, almost scolding his mother in his heart.

How can this be called simple?

Without enough medical experience and medical background, who can do it!

Who knew something so simple could save lives?

Even if you know how to do it, can you think of it or do it in this situation?

Do you have the guts to use something like this on a patient?

The middle-aged doctor was completely convinced, and an irrepressible respect rose in his heart.

he knows.

It is very likely that the young man in front of him is the kind of 'legendary' existence that the mentor said in the past.

Now is not the time to think about that.

Can a girl live, still...

Sudden.

The injured girl inhaled sharply and exhaled fiercely.

As long as the eyes are not blind, everyone who sees this scene is clear.

The girl was rescued!

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PS: The name of the protagonist in the first two chapters is wrong, it has been revised, there is no way, it is too sleepy.

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