Chapter 1421: Chapter 1421
Who is talking to him, calling him back? Chen Chengran thought, his eyelids seemed to want to open a line.
Huang Zhilei approached the bedside while Little Junior Sister was speaking, picked up a flashlight, ready to check the patient’s consciousness at any moment.
"Is he waking up?" Director Zheng glanced at the patient’s face and asked, feeling a glimmer of hope emerging.
Li Guoxin was more cautious, only watching without starting any procedures, fearing it was just a temporary rally of the patient, his eyes glued to the numbers on the ECG monitor.
The patient’s heart rate was somewhat fast, causing the doctor to hold his breath.
They needed to hurry, Xie Wanying calculated in her mind, fearing it would be too late if they didn’t act quickly enough, afraid the abscess would burst like a breached dam. This patient had no surgical opportunity if diffuse peritonitis set in.
Everyone else wore similarly solemn expressions, focusing on the drainage tube.
"Monitor," Xie Wanying turned her head to say to Monitor Yue.
Following her instructions, Yue Wentong first slightly bent the patient’s left knee, positioning the patient onto their side, placing both hands under the patient’s left hip and left knee, assisting with exertion.
Together with the monitor, Xie Wanying slowly shifted the patient’s left side slightly to the opposite. Can’t go too far, as too much movement would press on the drainage tube, only allowing the position of the drainage tube to be as low as possible for better drainage. Meanwhile, her hands needed to perform other tasks on the patient’s abdomen. She feared she couldn’t manage it alone. The rıghtful source is 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭·𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮·𝙣𝙚𝙩
Yue Wentong immediately stepped in to stabilize the patient’s position in her place.
Xie Wanying thought to herself: It’s fortunate that the monitor could help, the monitor is indeed a great support for the entire class.
The surrounding onlookers saw the trio’s busy actions appear a bit chaotic, inevitably worrying: Can these few really handle it?
All results depended on that moment when Pan Shihua’s gloved hands gripped and twisted the patient’s drainage tube.
Doctor Jiang felt his heartbeat about to leap out of his chest at that moment.
He repeatedly advised the student to be slow and gentle, but just now, it seemed the other party’s speed was somewhat abrupt.
Too gentle and slow won’t do. The tube already felt somewhat stuck. A surgeon isn’t called a butcher just for wielding a scalpel, but also for cutting decisively.
This is distinctly different from internal medicine students. Imagine if the soft-spoken Li Qi’an were to pull, his hand would probably tremble for half a day, claiming to exert force but actually hesitating, afraid to really apply strength, lacking a certain ruthlessness. Students daring to pursue surgery must be somewhat ruthless, regardless of appearing warm or not.
Even though she, Xie Wanying, was said to be gentle, she could wield the scalpel with the same decisiveness. This move by Student Pan didn’t exceed her expectations. Previously during an interventional surgery collaboration, she realized Student Pan wasn’t from the gentle school when it came to action, even if his speech was relatively mild.
Only others would be quite shocked.
The crowd around was speculating whether that forceful pull would spell doom for the patient.
Li Guoxin’s eyes quickly scanned the numbers on the monitor: Fortunately, fortunately, the patient’s heart rate didn’t immediately drop to zero.
"How much did you pull out?" Director Zheng raised his voice to ask.
Don’t think that just because a doctor is strong, the tube can definitely be pulled out. That’s a huge misunderstanding. The tube could possibly break directly inside the patient’s abdominal cavity. Ponder this, when something is pressed down by a heavy stone or constrained, wouldn’t a forceful tug might break a rubber band instead of pulling it out, with one end snapping back to the other side?