Ye Fan had many fierce battles and was busy with all kinds of troubles. Murong Yanran was embarrassed to come over to trouble.
But now Murong Wuxin is really at the critical moment of life and death, and if he does not receive effective treatment, he will die.
The domestic and foreign experts she invited were helpless, and even the Xiong Kingdom's "Xiong Jiudao" dared not let go of the bet.
So Murong Yanran had to bite the bullet and beg Ye Fan.
Ye Fan did not hesitate and quickly got into Ferrari and left.
He happened to want to see Murong Wuxin's situation.
Half an hour later, Ye Fan and Murong Yanran came to the hospital.
"This warhead is stuck in a very sensitive position and it is difficult to operate."
"But if the surgery is not done quickly, the blood vessels and heart meridians will not be repaired and will continue to have severe bleeding."
"But if you have surgery, the patient is slightly irritated or his hands shake, his heart may be damaged."
"And who can do this world-class surgery?"
"Damn, there's not much time left, and you don't have confidence, so let me, Xiong Jiudao, have a bet."
When we walked into the patient's observation room, a bunch of famous Chinese and foreign doctors were talking about more than a dozen photos of their injuries.
Ye Fan glanced at the wound and had a basic understanding of the situation.
I don’t know if the sniper’s bullet was too weak or the bulletproof glass was too powerful, so the warhead did not penetrate Murong Wuxin after hitting him.
A small warhead shot into the ribs below Murong Wuxin's heart.
A rib broke and then got stuck.
This warhead is not only stuck in the broken bone, but also entangles many blood vessels, which is only a few millimeters away from the heart.
This not only hangs Murong Wuxin’s life, but also makes the operation full of great danger.
But compared to Old Murong's danger, Ye Fan was more interested in that small warhead.
He stood in front of a photo and looked at it with interest.
He pondered the speed and trajectory of the warhead, and felt that the position of the warhead was lower.
If Murong Wuxin was attacked and his body tilted forward, the warhead would probably pass through his lower abdomen.
Seeing Ye Fan staring at the photo, Murong Yanran took a step forward:
"Mr. Ye, are you sure to save my grandfather?"
Her eyes were expectant and her voice was trembling.
Although the injury was difficult, it was a piece of cake for Ye Fan, but he didn't say it was fine.
"It's a bit tricky, I'll study it again."
Instead, he looked at the photo and smiled:
"This sniper is also a talent. One inch upwards can take lives. One inch downwards, and the warhead pierces the abdomen."
"Why did he get such an injury that is neither up nor down?"
Ye Fan sighed: "I am so wise and powerful, I can't tell whether he wants Mr. Murong to die or wants Murong to live first..."
Murong Yanran's eyelids twitched, and she opened her mouth and wanted to speak.
"It's not good, the patient's blood supply is insufficient and cardiac arrest."
Just then, a surveillance nurse rushed out of the ward and shouted.
Murong Yanran shuddered and shouted: "Hurry, doctor, save my grandfather."
Several doctors rushed in to rescue them.
Although Murong Wuxin's heartbeat was soon restored, the situation became even more serious.
If there is no surgery, Murong Wuxin will probably not be able to see the sun tomorrow.
Faced with the latest data summarized, dozens of experts were frowning and didn't know what to do.
It saved Murong Wuxin's reputation and was rewarded with 100 million yuan.
But in the same way, if you die under your own scalpel, even if you don’t have to bear legal responsibility, your lifelong career will be ruined.
"Don't hesitate, don't think about it, Miss Murong, I'll use the knife, or your grandfather will die soon."
Just as Ye Fan was about to speak out, a burly man from the Xiong Kingdom stood up from the corner:
"But I have an ugly saying before, saving Mr. Murong, I don't want you to have 100 million, just 10 million."
"But you don't blame me even if you die under my knife."
"That's it."
He shouted at the top of his throat: "Come, come, get me a bottle of vodka, I will take action after drinking it."
Several assistants were busy looking for vodka.
Murong Yanran and others were speechless for a moment.
Ye Fan looked at the other party curiously.
Then he remembered the nine-knife of the Bear Kingdom that Murong Yanran mentioned on the way.
A very famous but very rough surgeon.
He is very famous for challenging various difficult surgeries and has saved many patients whose lives are on the verge of death.
He is rough, because his swordsmanship and style are very arrogant. He is not cautious at all during the operation, but opens and closes like a pig.
The most speechless thing is that he always drinks a bottle of vodka before the operation.
I just don't know if he is refreshing or courageous.
"Forget it, I drank a bottle ten minutes ago. I still have some alcohol and can have surgery."
At this moment, Xiong Jiudao twisted his neck, carried a box, and rushed into the operating room with his people.
It seemed that in order to reassure Murong Yanran and the others, he might not care about Xiaojie, so he didn't even close the surgical door.
All the people in the observation room could see the operation at a glance.
Xiong Jiudao also quickly put on a mask and gloves to perform surgery on Murong Wuxin.
The other experts were frightened and shouted: "Xiong Jiudao, you can't do anything randomly, it's very dangerous."
Murong Yanran's body was shocked and shouted: "Mr. Xiong Jiudao, wait a moment, wait a moment..."
"I'm just waiting, wait a little longer, your grandfather will be burping."
Xiong Jiudao ignored Murong Yanran, opened the box and pulled out a sharp knife.
Murong Yanran begged to look at Ye Fan.
But seeing Ye Fan's silent face, she thought Ye Fan was not sure to save people.
At this moment, she could only turn around and look at Xiong Jiudao and shouted: "Mr. Xiong Jiudao, my grandfather must..."
"Don't disturb me!"
Xiong Jiudao impatiently stopped Murong Yanran and the others, and then took his medical assistant to start the operation.
Murong Yanran couldn't bear to watch it.
The other experts stared at Xiong Jiudao's every move.
In addition to curious whether Xiong Jiudao rescued or killed him, he also wanted to see his rough style.
But everyone could not stop looking at each other after watching for a while.
Uncle, too rough, too savage, too crazy.
Xiong Jiudao was not as careful as a doctor, and it was completely a violent style of breaking his stomach.
One knife fell down one by one, one by one, one by one, and the sharp knife and the scalpel often touched each other, making jingling noises.
People who don’t know really think Xiong Jiudao is killing pigs.
"Didi--"
Just as Xiong Jiudao was doing his best, the instrument alarm suddenly sounded harshly.
An assistant spoke in a trembling voice: "No, I'm bleeding."
Another nurse followed and said: "All the functions of the body are descending like a cliff..."
"Damn, the operation failed."
Xiong Jiudao glanced at the instrument data and couldn't stop swearing:
"I lost."
Although it was just a heavy bleeding, for him, who had just picked up the warhead and had not bypassed the blood vessels and heart veins, he had no time to find the bleeding points and stop the bleeding.
After clamping out the warhead, Murong Wuxin died of excessive bleeding.
If you take action to stop bleeding, the warhead will accidentally tear the heart blood vessels.
Let the other experts come to help, one is not familiar with his approach and it is difficult to achieve success, and the other is that no one is willing to stick to mud at this moment.
So Xiong Jiudao knew that his surgery was about to be finished.
A lifetime of heroic reputation is probably going to be destroyed.
Hearing Xiong Jiudao's words, the experts present fell silent for a moment.
Murong Yanran also looked desperate: "Grandpa--"
"Swoosh swish swish--"
At this moment, a figure flashed away.
Ye Fan immediately arrived next to the operating table and put on gloves.
Then, he stretched his left hand into the open wound on the patient's abdomen.
Seeing this scene, all the doctors present were shocked.
Is this a straight murder to give me pleasure?
Xiong Jiudao also stared at the young man in front of him in a daze and said angrily: "What are you doing?"
"Have you ever learned to stop bleeding with your bare hands?"