Bu Jingyun concealed Bao'er's knowledge and agreed to the treatment plan. The owner of the valley used special medicine to help Qin Bao'er's body reach its best condition as quickly as possible. The cost was that the recovery time after surgery would be long, and it would also be a long time in the future.
A sick and weak body.
But even so, Qin Baoer's body is weaker than that of normal people. Feng Qingchen is really worried about Qin Baoer's body. She is simply a sick sister. She is born with deficiencies that cannot be supplemented the day after tomorrow. She is destined to be cared for in this life.
Seven days later, Feng Qingchen gave Qin Baoer anesthesia and sent him to the operating room early the next morning.
In the operating room, Guo Baoji, Chi Lianshui, Gu Zhu and Sun Sixing were waiting there in full gear. Sun Sixing even explained the extracorporeal circulation device to Gu Zhu in detail.
"It's time to start." Feng Qingchen came in and announced with a serious face. The Valley Master also put away his curiosity and stood aside, holding his breath and being a bystander.
Sun Sixing took a deep breath and gestured to Feng Qingchen: He is ready!
Feng Qingchen stepped forward and untied Qin Baoer's clothes, revealing his snow-white skin. The Valley Master, Chi Lianshui and Guo Baoji were completely indifferent. Sun Sixing's ears turned red and he quickly calmed down.
Feng Qingchen nodded with satisfaction, and pulled Qin Baoer's clothes under her chest, exposing only the incision. Feng Qingchen lightly scratched the center of Qin Baoer's sternum, and Sun Sixing took a marker and made a surgical incision on it.
Feng Qingchen glanced at it and saw that there was no problem. He handed the scalpel to Sun Sixing. Sun Sixing took the knife and without any hesitation, he cut along the surgical incision and opened the sternum strictly according to the surgical plan step by step...
"Very good." Feng Qingchen stepped forward to check and made sure there were no problems. He handed the tool to Sun Sixing again: "Hemostatic forceps."
When Sun Sixing was handling the surgical incision, Feng Qingchen took out a spectacle-type surgical magnifying glass and put it on Sun Sixing.
The owner of the valley also took the opportunity to step forward and check it out.
Over the years, he had opened people's sternums many times and tried various methods, but never once did he produce only a little blood like Sun Sixing did.
"Why does a lot of blood bleed out every time I open my sternum?" The owner of the valley is a good boy, so he asked if he didn't understand.
"The knife you used was wrong, and the technique you used to cut the knife was wrong, and you cut the artery." The extracorporeal circulation was not so fast yet, and Feng Qingchen was fine for the time being, so he kindly explained to the valley owner.
With Guzhu, a master of traditional Chinese medicine, perhaps the most perfect combination of traditional Chinese and Western medicine can be achieved, and heart surgery can be performed even without extracorporeal circulation equipment.
This is Feng Qingchen's pursuit. She hopes that traditional Chinese medicine will be carried forward and Western medicine will be incorporated into it.
"Cut the artery? Do you mean these blood vessels?" The owner of the valley directly treated Qin Baoer as a living body display board. Feng Qingchen was worried that his asking questions would affect Sun Sixing, so he nodded and signaled that there was a problem.
Let’s talk about it after we go out.
Although the Valley Master is dissatisfied, it is related to human life. He himself does not take human life seriously, but he cannot let Feng Qingchen and Sun Sixing imitate him. Doctors must have medical ethics, and he was also a person with medical ethics back then.
The operation continued. Under Feng Qingchen's guidance, Sun Sixing installed the extracorporeal circulation device very efficiently and it was able to operate normally.
Feng Qingchen placed the ice pack prepared in advance in the operating room and next to Qin Baoer.
"Why is this?" The Valley Master was thinking a hundred thousand whys at this time. He understood the principle of the extracorporeal circulation device, but it still felt magical when he saw it with his own eyes. When he saw Feng Qingchen placing ice packs everywhere, he was even more puzzled.
"We'll explain it when we get out." At this time, Feng Qingchen really had no way to distract herself from explaining to the Valley Master. It was very difficult for Sun Sixing to complete the operation alone, so she had to help.
Although the Valley Master was anxious, he could only retreat obediently when faced with Feng Qingchen's cold face. Feng Qingchen refused to say what he should do.
Chi Lianshui had no time to care about him. The operation was at a critical moment. He had to pay attention to Qin Baoer's physical condition at all times. Once he realized that she couldn't hold on, he had to use golden needles to keep her alive.
Time passed minute by minute. Sun Sixing and Feng Qingchen had been immersed in the operation. The temperature in the room was obviously very low, but they kept sweating. As an idler, Guo Baoji stepped forward and wiped the two of them from time to time.
Khan, hand me a knife.
The Valley Master stood aside, wanting to help but not knowing where to start. He had not fully recognized the rows of knives of different sizes, not to mention the potions. The words on them were missing arms and legs, so he just
I can guess a thing or two.
Masters are lonely!
As a national player in Xinglin, he could only stand aside and watch for several hours. The Valley Master found himself so bored that he was about to cry. Seeing that the operation was coming to an end, the Valley Master was looking forward to going out and having a good chat with Feng Qingchen, so he just listened
Then Sun Sixing shouted: "Master, I'm bleeding."
"Quick, stop the bleeding!"
"Golden needle, stop Qin Baoer's bleeding."
"Something happened?" The owner of the valley and Guo Baoji looked solemn. Seeing that the operation was about to succeed, how could it happen?
"Heavy bleeding, as long as the bleeding is stopped, everything will be fine." Feng Qingchen was very calm, and could be said to be the calmest person in the room.
It is normal to encounter such a situation during surgery. The success rate of Qin Baoer's surgery itself is not high, and the chance of dying on the operating table is 40%.
"Yes." Sun Sixing and Chi Lianshui looked serious. Chi Lianshui was okay, but Sun Sixing was so busy that his hands were almost fighting.
"Master, my blood pressure won't go up."
"Master, my heartbeat is unstable."
"Master, the patient's vital signs have declined and the bleeding cannot be stopped."
"No, I can't stop the bleeding." The golden needle of Red Lian Shui has been inserted, but it has no effect at all.
"Master, I can't hold on anymore." Sun Sixing's face was as white as snow, and his fingers were trembling a little. The high intensity and extremely fast hand speed made his hands start to spasm, and he would be unable to complete the operation if he continued like this.
"Hold on for a quarter of an hour, blood transfusion." Feng Qingchen glanced at the monitor and secretly cursed Qin Baoer's body for being too weak. If the bleeding could not be stopped and the operation failed, Qin Baoer would soon die on the operating table.
"Yes." Sun Sixing gritted his teeth and insisted. The medical cotton was completely soaked and was thrown aside.
"Damn it!" Feng Qingchen cursed in a low voice and said to Chi Lianshui: "Give me two needles, I want to hold the knife."
"No, the consequences will be serious." Chi Lianshui refused without thinking. This extremely fast recovery method will come at the expense of future health.
"I have no choice. Sixing's hand can no longer hold the knife. Hurry up. I don't care about my mother-in-law. What do you care about?" Feng Qingchen's eyes widened and his momentum was astonishing.
"You are just a woman. Even if you die, no one will blame you. We can all testify." Chi Lianshui did not want Feng Qingchen to hurt his left hand for Qin Baoer.
"Yes, yes, Qingchen, don't worry. If Bao'er dies, I will explain it to you." The Valley Master promised with all his heart that Feng Qingchen would never be implicated in this matter.
"I am a doctor, and I am responsible for the patient on the operating table. I will save her if I can. I don't care about her life or death, but I don't want her to die on the operating table, where Sixing is the surgeon.
." She cares about her hands, but she also has to be responsible for the patient. Most importantly, she doesn't want Sixing to have a psychological shadow.
"Okay, as you wish." Chi Lianshui knew that it was related to Sun Sixing, so he couldn't persuade Feng Qingchen, so he had to give Feng Qingchen an injection so that her left hand could be used normally without being affected...