"Who are you?" Before the doctor who was blocking the road finished speaking, he was pushed hard by Yang Fan and took a few steps back. The crowd behind wanted to swarm forward, but the gap that Yang Fan had just pushed was quickly blocked again.
Up.
The second floor of the hospital.
The situation in the lobby on the first floor can be clearly seen on the second floor. A middle-aged man, wearing glasses, slicked back hair, and a white coat, is walking back and forth. Next to him is a young doctor, both of whom have blood on their faces.
Extremely anxious.
"Why haven't the police come yet? What should I do now?"
"Dean, this is the daughter of the Xia family. Why do you think--they called over there, and it is estimated that the Xia family's troops will be here soon."
"It seems that I, the dean, can't save Liu Yanqing, a fool! Just tell him to get out!" The dean of the hospital looked at the battle situation in the lobby on the first floor with mixed feelings, "When will the experts from the province arrive?"
"Dean, actually this is not Director Liu's fault, it's because the Miss Xia family's body is like that. This is something no one expected!" said the young doctor.
"I know! But that's the daughter of the Xia family!" The dean looked at the crowded crowd, and Yang Fan had already broken through. "Who is that person? Stop him!"
After squeezing through two doors, Yang Fan finally arrived at the door of the emergency room. He saw a young nurse pushing several large bundles of cleaning cloths into the emergency room in a hurry.
"What are you doing with these?" Yang Fan followed the car with cleaning cloths to the emergency room.
"Who are you?" the little nurse looked back at Yang Fan in surprise and asked.
"I'm a doctor and I want to see patients!"
Yang Fan entered the emergency room, and the scene that appeared in front of him made him unable to bear to watch. Under the shadowless lamp, a woman was lying quietly on the operating table, naked, and several doctors were running around anxiously, sweating profusely. But the first thing he saw was
But it was not these, but the blood that kept flowing on the operating table, constantly flowing out from the woman's abdomen. A pile of cleaning cloths had been placed on the operating table, but it was all red! Blood-stained red!
"What's wrong?" Yang Fan shouted, and then approached the operating table. In an instant, several doctors immediately gathered around him.
"Who are you?" A doctor asked tremblingly. He was holding a scalpel, and Yang Fan knew that he was the attending physician.
"I'm a doctor, I know how to treat patients. I asked her what's wrong?" Yang Fan raised his voice.
Treasure box? My treasure box is not there! Yang Fan was sweating profusely in an instant.
"We want to stop the bleeding! But we can't find the big blood vessels!" The attending doctor's voice trembled, "I didn't find the big blood vessels!"
At this time, Yang Fan had already taken the simple operating room clothes, put on a doctor's hat, and a white coat, and said: "Quick! Help me get the needle! Just take a two-inch and seven-minute long thin needle! Hurry!
Go!” But everyone was indifferent!
"Why are you still standing there! Go and get the needle! I'm a doctor!" Yang Fan yelled at the little nurse beside him!
"Go away!" Yang Fan pulled the attending doctor behind him with a strong pull, and then walked to the operating table.
"Who are you? What do you want to do?" Soon several assistant doctors had gathered around.
But Yang Fan didn't pay attention. He just pressed his hands on the woman's body. One hand was pressed on the chest, and the other hand was pressed on the woman's abdomen. His fingers moved slowly, and the blood gushing out had stained the fingers of his right hand.
"Hey! What do you want to do?" A tall and thin doctor next to him stretched out his hand to pull Yang Fan. "Get away!" Yang Fan roared, and the doctor stopped moving.
"Look! The blood flow has slowed down!" The nurse beside Yang Fan exclaimed.
"What?" A group of doctors were suddenly stunned when they looked at this unexpected visitor.
"Look at what I am doing, go and get the needle for me! She is so beautiful, I will never let her die!" Yang Fan shouted loudly again.
"What kind of needle?"
"I want acupuncture, get the needles used in traditional Chinese medicine!" Yang Fan said.
"Xiao Hu, go get the needle quickly!" The attending doctor immediately ordered the nurse beside him as if he saw a life-saving straw!
This is a life-saving straw! Because there is nothing you can do!
"Xiao Li, put the cleaning cloth aside and help him wipe away the sweat!" At this time, Yang Fan spread his legs to the side, arched his back, and pressed his hands tightly on the woman's chest and abdomen. There was a constant coldness on his face.
"Except for Xiaoli, all of you stay away from me! But don't be too far away. Just take whatever I tell you to take! Do you hear me?" Yang Fan's voice was loud and majestic, as if he was a general giving an order.
Everyone looked at this young man who was only in his early twenties. They were even more surprised and expected. They hoped that the woman on the operating table would not die and that this young man could save this life, because they all knew that if
What does this woman's death mean to them.
"The needles are here!" I saw the nurse named Xiao Hu running over in a hurry, holding a box in her hand. In the box were slender needles. "They've all been sterilized!"
Yang Fan took it over and took a look: "Why is this kind of needle?"
"This is a needle borrowed from Director Gao of Traditional Chinese Medicine, a needle used for acupuncture." Xiao Hu explained quickly.
"Forget it, just use this! Come over and hand me the needle!" Yang Fan said to the attending doctor.
"Okay. Which one should you use first?"
"Xiao Li, use a cotton ball to wipe away the blood above the abdomen." Yang Fan ordered.
"Yes!" I saw Xiaoli holding the towel in her right hand and trembling, wiping it slowly!
"Don't be afraid, hurry up, the sooner the better!" Yang Fan's tone became much calmer.
Soon, the area above the incision on the abdomen had been wiped clean. Yang Fan spread his five fingers of his left hand and pressed them partially on the chest and lower abdomen. He held a two-inch-long fine needle in his right hand and slowly penetrated the skin, from shallow to deep, slowly
And down!
"Needle!"
After taking it over, another needle was exchanged.
Deep and shallow, pierce the front and side. Prick 12 needles in a row, needle out, needle in! Different depths.
This is like the pitch on a musical scale, rising and falling, playing a beautiful melody. But under Yang Fan's hands, what is played is the melody of life.
"There is one last injection! It will take some time, she is bleeding too much! You hurry up and find a matching blood type." Yang Fan said with deep breath.
"The blood type is ready, type O. Do you want the blood transfusion now?"
"Why not transfuse blood when you are ready? Could it be that the doctor is so confused?"
I saw Yang Fan holding a needle and using surgical tweezers to bend the tip of the needle.
"What are you doing?" Xiaoli beside her was a little puzzled when she saw Yang Fan struggling.
"I can't use tweezers. Can you find some pliers for me?" Yang Fan said.
"Pliers?" Everyone could hardly believe their ears.
"You need pliers with fine jaws and strong force, hurry!" Yang Fan continued.
The sweaty attending doctor nodded, and then Xiaoli ran out.
Three minutes later, Xiaoli ran back sweating profusely with a pair of pliers in her hand: "I borrowed this from the electrician, do you think it's okay?"
"Very good!" Yang Fan looked happy, took the pliers and started to exert force on the needle. Soon, he saw that the originally straight needle had been bent into an S shape.
"Dean!" A doctor suddenly called back, and saw a middle-aged man with slicked back hair and a young doctor at the door of the emergency room. "Dean! Are you here?" the attending doctor greeted, but
A look of guilt appeared on his face.
"Shh!" At this time, the dean had already put his index finger on his lips, signaling everyone to stop talking.
Everyone's eyes turned to Yang Fan in front of the operating table, focusing on the curved needle he held in his hand.
"What kind of needle is that? Why is it curved?"
"Could it be the legendary Wandering Dragon Needle?" Excited words came from the dean's mouth.