Path of Medicine With a System

Chapter 536: Ouyang Cry

Open the chest and open the lungs, the little girl's heart appeared in front of Zhang Fan's eyes. The sweat of Director Li of Cardiothoracic Surgery was too exciting, and the walk between life and death was too challenging for people's nerves. His slightly trembling hands and bright eyes showed that Zhang Fan did what he said.

"Director Li, are you here or me?" The heart turned out, but Zhang Fan was really inexperienced in heart massage and resuscitation. This is the child's last chance. If you lose this opportunity, you can only watch it. He died.

To be honest, Zhang Fan is no better than Director Li. Although he was fully absorbed when he opened the chest, the timeline in his mind still challenged Zhang Fan's nerves, sweat, and the back of his head seemed like he had just taken a bath. It looks the same.

"Grunting!" The voice of Director Li's drool was particularly obvious. His slightly trembling hands and trembling lips, Zhang Fan understood that this was the child's last chance. He didn't understand it, and the Cardiac Surgery had been an old doctor for half his life. He doesn't know anything.

Just when Zhang Fan thought Director Li was unwilling or afraid, Lao Li spoke, "I'm coming!"

There is a sound, like the crisp yellow bell Daluo. Medical care cannot be stubborn. However, if Lao Li doesn't say anything today, and hesitates for another three seconds, Zhang Fan will get started.

Not speaking is against it, Zhang Fan is not qualified to force others. However, Lao Li stood up, although he did not agree to open the chest before the operation. However, at the critical moment, he did not pretend to be silent.

This is the responsibility of the doctor, or the charm of the doctor's profession: on weekdays, they live ordinary tea and vinegar.

However, in that coat of white coat, he is the hero who laughs in life and death.

But when he took the stethoscope, she was the patient's last hope, the last shield.

However, when the cold scalpel was lit, he was a warrior who blocked the hand of death.

If you ca n’t do it, please take your time to take off your white coat and try your best to enter the career path. Do n’t be mistaken!

responsibility? Responsibility after failure? To be honest, this kind of thing is generally something to think about after the operation, and you may regret smashing your head and pinching your chest after the operation.

However, at this kind of moment, such a moment of death in minutes, it is not ordinary people who can think of hindsight responsibility.

Most people really don't have this mind!

The hospital is a stage, and most actors perform on the stage without ink or masks. Hospital doctors and nurses are both actors and spectators.

The longer doctors practice, the more they see the world. Some doctors are getting more and more lost in pursuing the lives of upper class people, and some doctors are getting more and more muddled. Most of them are grounded by the long river of time without personality.

However, there are some doctors, like Mr. Fujino in Lao Lu's writing, and there are quite a few. A man who can stand up at the frontier hospital alone for cardiothoracic surgery is not a person with many intestines.

With the powerful voice of Lao Li, I saw that the big hand with blood reached the little girl's heart, and I could not see much beating heart.

Ten minutes, Zhang Fan entered the chest in ten minutes, which created a lot of effective time for Li and the little girl.

Lao Li's big hand was gently placed on the little girl's heart. With a weak heartbeat, Lao Li's manual operation. Four fingers pushed up slowly and forcefully at the apex of the heart.

One time, two times, three times. With Lao Li's heart massage, the child's heart began to become strong, and the limbs that had lost temperature began to slowly gain body temperature.

"Quick, the channel is wide! Effective! Effective!" Zhang Fan shouted loudly in the operating room. Because of the weak heartbeat, it was difficult for the liquid to enter the child's body. With the recovery of Lao Li, finally, the liquid Began to enter the body.

"fast!"

"Come on!" The nurses, anesthesiologists and even the expert team in the operating room started to move.

Excited, so excited. For the first time, Zhang Fan had a slight tremor on the operating table. For this rescue, Zhang Fan really didn't have any hope.

Opening the chest is to give myself an explanation to this poor child, not for others, just because he will never dream. If you did, you failed. Maybe Zhang Fan will work hard for this failure and improve.

However, because I was afraid and cowardly, I did n’t try to fight. Watching the child die dead may be a knot in Zhang Fan ’s heart, which is usually invisible. Like scars on trees, they will only grow bigger.

This industry is really anti-human.

Slowly, Lao Li's big hand is getting less and less forceful, getting smaller and smaller, and slowly leaves her little heart, when the heart appears again in front of Zhang Fan.

It's so vibrant, it's so beautiful, it's so alive.

"It's done!" Lao Li looked at Zhang Fan with a smile in his eyes!

"It's done!" Zhang Fan looked at Lao Li gratefully, not knowing why, Zhang Fan just wanted to be grateful to Lao Li.

"shut down?"

"Shut down!" Zhang Fan nodded, and then said, "Director Li, come and go!"

This is a respectful expression, a respectful expression on the operating table, beginning and end!

"No, my hands are shaking so badly that I can't hold the needle holder. Hi! It's shameful, shameful, Zhang Yuan, you come." Then, Li raised his hands, really shaking.

Old Li also worked hard. After just a few heart massages, it is estimated that Director Li used his whole body to control his hands. It's like trying to grab a piece of tender tofu with a lot of force.

"Okay, I'm here, Director Li. You take a rest and rest. Watch me and Xiao Wang stitch." Zhang Fan smiled. He understood Director Li and he understood Director Li's mood at this time.

It's so cool, it's too cool, then it's too cool, and my body is numb ~!

"Okay, haha, okay!" Lao Li held back the edge of the operating table and slowly backed away, then grabbed the touring nurse and sat under the operating table without taking off gloves or leaving. Sitting next to the operating table.

With a smile in his eyes, Zhang Fan and his assistant stitched together. At this time, Lao Li is like a pure brew that has been drinking for hundreds of years, cool! A sense of accomplishment! What kind of adrenaline slowly traverses the blood vessels is too satisfying.

As the liquid enters and the child's heart beats again, the alarm sound of the monitoring device changes from rapid to no sound.

Outside the operating room, Ouyang sat quietly on a stool in the door of the operating room, and his wife came. He was called by Ouyang. A sick primary school teacher.

The old man had a good eyebrow, and his long eyebrows hung above his eyebrows like a repaired banjo. Gentle, looking at it is a very gentle elder, and his appearance can make people want to approach, not Ouyang, at a glance, it is not a good match!

If the European positive is like a scorching fire, the old man is probably the lubricating oil that will never burn. The old man sits beside Ou Yang and gently strokes the old lady's hand.

Even today, if you are in a hospital on weekdays, this action is likely to have been rolled over by Ouyang and drew away!

"How's it going?" Ouyang stood up, because the nurse in the operating room of the emergency center came out. The old man also stood up gently, holding Ouyang gently.

He knew Ouyang so well, his mouth was as hard as marble, but the heart in his chest could not bear the slightest tear about the child.

"Dean, the child is alive. After Zhang Yuan and Director Li opened the chest for a heart massage, the child ..." said the head nurse, unable to continue.

Because she saw Ouyang crying!

The child has a fever, flattening, high fever, hey!

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