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【1392】Someone stood up

This Doctor Fang is worse than her at this moment, and his brain is filled with water.

Dr. Fang was stared at twice and did not dare to say anything.

As a doctor, you can't give up easily. What he just wanted to do because he was afraid of what he said and wanted to push the patient directly to surgery was not right.

Physicians also think best for their patients and fight for them until the last minute.

People in the control room heard what was said in the sterile operating room, and everyone knew that Jin Tianyu's next attempt might determine the patient's life or death.

Yu Xuexian frowned solemnly and could only continue to wait for the final result.

Fu Xinheng made a gesture to Li Chengyuan. If he saw something wrong, he immediately called the anesthesiologist to come down.

Li Chengyuan picked up the phone.

Xie Wanying's eyes were fixed on the operation situation on the other side of the glass, and the words in her heart came to her throat again: She wanted to try, even if she was alone, if she could work hard to find a way.

But how can her brain calculate now? She can't figure out how to do it alone.

"Yingying, can I help you do it?"

Who was talking to her? Suddenly, she felt like she was having an empty dream. Because she knew that Doctor Song would never have such a voice.

Turning her head, she looked at the speaker with uncertain eyes: Is it classmate Pan?

Pan Shihua's fair and gentle face was like a clear white moonlight, quietly exuding flexible strength. When he saw her looking over, he nodded to her to confirm that she heard correctly.

"What did you say?" Feng Yicong came back to his senses and glanced at Classmate Pan in surprise.

Who does this classmate Pan want to help? Want to help Yingying? The female top student in Yingying’s class? No one can understand her operations.

Classmate Pan would be damned if he could help Yingying.

Feng Yicong muttered in his mind that classmate Pan was overestimating his abilities. He had to be sure of his own strength before taking the initiative to apply for a job. Even the monitor, who was the second best student in the class, would not dare to say that.

As a child of a doctor, Yue Wentong has always acted cautiously. The last time he dared to say that he wanted to help classmate Xie was because he had been in a neurology department. He was very unfamiliar with today's PCI and naturally did not dare to speak. He was not Xie classmate, so he could not thank classmate Xie.

It is as if a massive knowledge base has been installed in the students’ bodies and they have become a medical know-how.

Besides, the last time he assisted her in inserting a cranial drainage tube, he did almost nothing and she did it all by herself.

Those who can truly match her skills must be on the same level as hers.

At this stage, only Song Xuelin has it.

Yue Wentong glanced at classmate Pan with a meaningful look: I want to sympathize with this female top student in the class and do something to help. The monitor can understand your feelings, but the teacher is here and does not want to play tricks on the class.

Pan Shihua's expression suddenly became reserved. After the class monitor's kind reminder, he noticed that a group of teachers and fellow students were looking at him.

Yu Xuexian, Fu Xinheng, and Li Chengyuan locked their eyes on Classmate Pan, and their eyes lit up with curiosity: Where did this person come from?

It's normal for the teachers and seniors not to recognize or remember him. For example, in cardiothoracic surgery, he has never had a rotation. Only an eye-catching medical student like Xie can first win the attention of teachers in other departments.

Pan Shihua's psychological pressure suddenly increased dramatically, and his fair and beautiful face turned a little blue and white.

"What's his name?" Li Chengyuan turned to the others and the nurse and asked who recognized this person.

The nurse shook her head: I don’t recognize it.

Fu Xinheng's cold eyes flashed with displeasure: Whoever speaks at this critical juncture is fully responsible. Not to mention that medical students can speak nonsense and express opinions, because it may affect important decisions.

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