There was no time. Yin Fengchun felt his hands shaking.
"If he can't do it, I'll clamp it." Cao Yong made a decisive decision and reached out to the nurse for the instrument.
Doctor Cao, you! All the doctors on the scene looked at Cao Yong, with only a hint of deep admiration in their eyes. The young doctor was even more deeply shaken. Senior Brother Cao is awesome. Lin Hao stood in the distance and watched with admiration.
Although she knows that she may not be able to do it, as a doctor, she must stand up at this juncture no matter what, bear all responsibilities and risks and do her best. This is what a surgeon should do. Xie Wanying's heart was filled with emotion, thinking about the people in her class
It makes sense that all the boys regard Senior Brother Cao as their idol.
"It's not enough for you to clamp the artery." Tao Zhijie's careful gaze was like observing the wound inside from the outside, and he said to Cao Yong after deep thought.
"Yes." Cao Yong agreed with him, "Someone must put his finger in instead of a knife and block the opening first. It is best to be able to do this."
Are these two people suddenly planning to cooperate on the operating stage regardless of their previous suspicions? People around them carefully took a look at the expressions and trends of these two people.
Yin Fengchun's breathing was a little tight. He couldn't let her take this risk, so he said, "I'll stop it."
"Are you sure you can?" Others glanced at his gloved hands and trembled involuntarily.
Whatever he wants to do, he must be able to do it even if he can't.
"I'll block it for him," Tao Zhijie decided.
The cause of the whole thing is that the patients of their hepatobiliary surgery department are the responsibility of their hepatobiliary surgery department. It is his responsibility as the person in charge. It should be borne by him and not others. Maybe two talented young people can try it.
Do, however, this is a burden he needs to bear, not for them young people.
One blockage and one clamp are not neurosurgery, just because they are doctors in the National Association and the seniors of the young doctors here. The current seniors need to have strong willpower and sense of responsibility.
"Give me the pliers." Cao Yong ordered the nurse again, not wanting to delay any more time.
"Xiao Song." Tao Zhijie said to Song Xuelin who was holding the knife, "I say pull it out, so you pull it out, are you clear?"
Song Xuelin tensed his delicate eyebrows, and his intuition told him: the risk was too great.
Xie Wanying watched this situation nervously. She and Dr. Song felt that this was not the best solution, but there was no other way. The two brothers decided to give it a try.
The instrument nurse handed over the forceps, and with a snap, the atrial appendage forceps with a long head and a slightly curved head fell into Cao Yong's gloved palm.
Cao Yong focused his attention on the knife edge, recalling the angle mentioned by his junior sister and desperately searching for urological surgeries he had encountered during his previous internship.
Tao Zhijie, who was face to face with him, was also thinking hard about the anatomical position, his brows were so tight that he could wrinkle them, waiting for everyone to be ready to give the order to pull it out.
Everyone around held their breath. The two anesthesiologists stood up and made preparations for rescue. Lu Tianchi signaled to Fu Xinheng: "Doctor Fu."
Fu Xinheng knew what he wanted to say and looked at the monitor. Now that he is here, he must help. If the heart stops, he will directly rescue the heart. Anyway, he will never give up on the patient.
When everything was ready, the sound broke through the operating room——
