Five Hundred and Thirty Second Ouyang Cried

Opening up the chest cavity and lungs, the little girl's heart appeared in front of Zhang Fan's eyes. Director Li of the Cardiothoracic Surgery Department was sweating. It was too exciting. The journey between life and death was too challenging. His trembling hands and bright eyes all showed that Zhang Fan had done what he said.

"Director Li, are you coming or should I come?" His heart turned out, but Zhang Fan really has no experience in heart massage and resuscitation. This is the child's last chance. If he loses this opportunity, he really can only watch Let her die.

To be honest, Zhang Fan is no better than Director Li. Although he was concentrating on opening his chest, the timeline in his mind still uncomfortably challenged Zhang Fan's nerves, sweating, and the size of the back of his head was like a person who had just taken a bath. look the same.

"Gulu!" Director Li's slobbering voice was particularly obvious. With his slightly trembling hands and trembling lips, Zhang Fan knew that this was the child's last chance. How could he not understand? He is an old doctor who has worked in the Department of Cardiac Surgery for half his life. He doesn't know anything.

Just when Zhang Fan thought Director Li was unwilling or afraid, Lao Li said, "I'll do it!"

There is a sonorous sound, just like the crisp Huang Zhong Dalu. Medical care cannot be overpowered. But today, if Lao Li doesn't make a sound and hesitates for three seconds, Zhang Fan will start.

Silence is opposition, Zhang Fan has no right to force others. However, Lao Li stood up, although he did not agree to open the chest before the operation. However, when the critical moment came, he did not pretend to be silent selfishly.

This is the responsibility of doctors, or the charm of the profession of doctors: on weekdays, they live an ordinary life of oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea.

However, the moment he puts on the white coat, he is a hero talking and laughing in life and death.

However, when he puts on the stethoscope, she is the patient's last hope, the last shield.

However, when he lights up the scalpel with a cold light, he is a warrior who blocks the hand of death.

If you can't do it, then please put more thought into getting rid of the white coat earlier, and work hard to enter the official career, don't mislead others and yourself!

responsibility? Responsibility after failure? To be honest, this kind of thing is usually something to think about after the operation. After the operation, you may regret it and beat your head and chest.

However, at this moment, this moment when people die every minute, it is not ordinary people who can think about the responsibility afterwards.

Ordinary people really don't have such a brain!

The hospital is a stage, and most of the actors perform on this stage without their makeup or masks.

The doctors and nurses in the hospital are both actors and audiences.

The longer a doctor has practiced medicine, the more clearly he sees the world. Some doctors are more and more lost in the pursuit of the life of the upper class, and some doctors are more and more muddled. Most of them have been worn out by the long river of time without personality.

However, there are also some doctors, just like Mr. Fujino in Lao Lu's writing, and there are quite a few of them. A man who can stand up to the cardiothoracic surgery department in a frontier hospital by himself is not a man with too much flair.

Following Lao Li's powerful "I come", I saw the big bloody hand reaching for the little girl's heart, and there was not much beating heart in sight.

In ten minutes, Zhang Fan entered the chest cavity in ten minutes, which created a lot of effective time for Lao Li and the little girl.

Lao Li's big hand gently placed on the little girl's heart, and with the weak heartbeat, Lao Li's hand moved. Slowly but firmly push up with four fingers on the apex of the heart.

One stroke, two strokes, three strokes, with Lao Li's heart massage, the child's heart began to become stronger, and the limbs that had lost temperature began to warm up slowly.

"Quick, widen the channel! It works! It works!" Zhang Fan shouted loudly in the operating room. Because of the weak heartbeat, it was already difficult for the liquid to enter the child's body. With Lao Li's recovery, finally, the liquid started to enter the body.

"quick!"

"Quick!" The nurses, anesthesiologists and even the expert team in the operating room started to move.

Excited, so excited. It was the first time that Zhang Fan experienced slight body tremors on the operating table. For this rescue, Zhang Fan really had no hope.

The purpose of opening the chest was to give myself and this poor child an explanation, not for anything else, but for myself not to dream in the future. If you did it and failed, maybe Zhang Fan will work hard for this failure, and work harder to improve.

However, because of fear and cowardice, he didn't try to fight, and watched the child die, maybe it could become a knot in Zhang Fan's heart, a knot that he couldn't usually see. Just like the scar on a tree, it will only get bigger and bigger.

This industry is really anti-human.

Slowly, Lao Li's big hand became smaller and smaller, and slowly and gently left her little heart. When the heart appeared in front of Zhang Fan again.

It's so alive, it beats so beautifully, it pulses so alive.

"It's done!" Lao Li looked at Zhang Fan with a smile in his eyes!

"It's done!" Zhang Fan looked at Lao Li gratefully. For some reason, Zhang Fan just wanted to thank Lao Li.

"closure?"

"Close it!" Zhang Fan nodded, and then said, "Director Li, close it!"

This is an expression of respect, an expression of respect on the operating table, from beginning to end!

"No, my hands are shaking so much that I can't hold the needle holder anymore. Hey! Shame, shame, come here, Yuan Zhang." As he spoke, Lao Li raised his hands, really trembling.

Lao Li also worked hard. Just a few strokes of heart massage, it is estimated that Director Li used all his strength to control his hands. It's like picking a piece of soft tofu with a lot of force.

"Okay, I'm here, Director Li, you get off the stage and rest. Watch me and Xiao Wang sew." Zhang Fan smiled. He understood Director Li, and he understood Director Li's mood at this time.

So cool, so cool, and then too cool, my whole body went numb~!

"Okay, haha, okay!" Lao Li supported the edge of the operating table and slowly backed away, and then sat down under the operating table with the itinerant nurse, without taking off his gloves or leaving. Sitting right next to the operating table.

They all looked at Zhang Fan and his assistants with a smile in their eyes. At this time, Lao Li was like drinking pure wine for hundreds of years, so cool! Sense of accomplishment! The feeling of adrenaline slowly passing through the blood vessels is so satisfying.

With the liquid entering and the child's heart beating again, the alarm sound of the monitoring instrument also changed from rapid to silent.

Outside the operating room, Ouyang sat quietly on the stool at the door of the operating room, and his wife also came. He was called by Ouyang. A primary school teacher who retired from illness.

The old man has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and his long eyebrows hang above his eyebrows like a manicured mustache. Gentle, looks like a very gentle elder, his appearance can make people want to get close to him, not Ouyang, who is not easy to get along with at a glance!

If Ouyang is like a raging fire, the old man is probably a lubricating oil that never burns. The old man sat beside Ouyang, gently stroking the old lady's hand.

Even today, if he was in the hospital on weekdays, Ouyang would have rolled his eyes and walked away with this action!

"How?" With a hush, Ouyang stood up, because the head nurse of the operating room of the emergency center came out. The old man stood up gently, and gently supported Ouyang.

He knows Ouyang too well, his mouth is as hard as marble, but the heart in his chest can no longer withstand the slightest tearing about the child.

"Principal, the child has come back to life. After Yuan Zhang and Director Li opened the chest for heart massage, the child..." The head nurse couldn't continue talking.

Because she saw Ouyang cry!