"Don't comfort me. I know my situation is not good now, but seeing that you are fine, I can leave with peace of mind..."
A smile appeared on Wu Qian's face, which seemed to be relief and relief.
Not dying on the spot, he was lucky to be killed by the Cobra mercenaries. At least he could see Nie Cai one last time.
"Fart, I'm fine, and you can't be fine either. There's a group of people outside the operating room, including your father and your comrades. They all hope you can persevere!"
Nie Cai's face tightened and he said loudly.
The most fearful thing at this time is sleeping. In a life-or-death situation, survival is crucial. If Wu Qian falls asleep, she will never wake up again.
"Don't lie to me. My dad probably has his old habit again. How can he still stand at the door..."
Wu Qian smiled weakly and said.
But at this moment, the vital signs monitor next to him immediately sounded an alarm.
"No, the blood pressure is too low and cannot be lowered any further!"
The anesthesiologist immediately exclaimed and said quickly: "I'm going to inject a cardiotonic drug for the last chance..."
"Inject it! Let fate take its course."
The chief surgeon said with a hint of helplessness in his eyes.
"Hurry up and pull out the dislocated bones and suture the wound!"
Nie Cai couldn't stand it anymore and said immediately.
Even a layman like him could tell that the wound on Wu Qian's liver was bleeding continuously due to the puncture of the bone stubble.
If the wound is not sewn up, it will be useless no matter how much cardiac drug is injected or how much blood is transfused.
"No, it's not that simple. According to the examination results, her liver contains not only the outer bone, but also some broken vehicle shell fragments. In addition, her vital signs are very unstable. Pulling it out can easily cause massive bleeding. , is likely to die within a few seconds..."
The chief surgeon gave a wry smile and said: "In just a few seconds, we must avoid the blood vessels in the liver, pick out all the fragments inside, and then sew them up as quickly as possible. I am just an intern." Surgeons are not so capable of performing such difficult operations, but I guess even if old doctors like the director and deputy director come, they may not be able to do anything... "
This operation was extremely difficult, almost world-class. As a trainee doctor, he was the chief surgeon, so he had no choice but to do it in a hurry. Faced with this situation, he had no choice.
Because we had just undergone a major surgery that lasted 28 hours, the director of the major surgery department fell ill and was still in the intensive care unit. He would definitely not be able to perform the operation at this time. The deputy director went home to rest again, so we could only let him This intern doctor tops it all.
It was already midnight, and it would take at least another two hours for the deputy director to rush over from home. In Wu Qian's current state, she simply couldn't last that long.
"What?"
Upon hearing the news, Nie Cai's heart immediately sank.
No wonder the doctor outside was so pessimistic. He had already asked someone to prepare his last words. It turned out that Wu Qian's injury was already so serious.
Generally speaking, the human liver has a very strong recovery ability. As long as more than two-thirds of it is removed, it can slowly grow back.
Therefore, as long as Wu Qian can survive this time and clear out all the bones in her liver, she can gradually regain her strength through slow cultivation.
But... the current situation is not optimistic.
The ability to recover is something that will happen in the future, but at least it must be able to survive the immediate life danger.
After pulling out the bone stubble, Wu Qian would most likely die from excessive bleeding within a few seconds, but if she hadn't pulled it out, with her weak vital signs, she wouldn't have been able to hold on for too long. .
It can be said that Wu Qian is now hovering on the line of life and death, narrowly missing death!
"Give me a pair of gloves and I'll try them on."
Nie Cai was silent for a moment and then suddenly said.
This doctor is just an intern, and his technical skills are obviously insufficient. It is unrealistic to embarrass him in this situation.
Wu Qian is faced with a life and death decision. If she doesn't give it a try, she will definitely die.
"You? Can you do it..."
The intern who performed the surgery said in surprise.
"I published a paper in "Thelancet" magazine, what do you think?"
Nie Cai smiled and said.
The surgeon in charge was initially a little skeptical, but after hearing Nie Cai's words, his eyes suddenly lit up.
"It turns out that we are also traveling together, so disrespectful! Prepare something for him and let him try it!"
The Chinese name of "Thelancet" is "The Lancet", a medical journal published in the United Kingdom. It is also one of the oldest and most respected medical journals in the world.
As one of the world's top medical journals, those who can publish technical articles in The Lancet are experts.
Therefore, when Nie Cai said that he had actually published a paper in The Lancet, the doctor immediately lost all suspicion and actively asked people to cooperate with Nie Cai.
Under such circumstances, the doctor who performed the surgery was under tremendous pressure, so when he heard that Nie Cai, a family member, dared to stand up and share the pressure, he was a little surprised.
Although this was against operating room regulations, it was a life-and-death situation and he couldn't care less.
Anyway, Wu Qian only has a few minutes to live at most, so she might as well give it another try, maybe a miracle will happen!
Immediately, a nurse handed Nie Cai a pair of medical gloves and asked him to put on a surgical gown and a mask. Then he brought the scalpel and suture needles in front of Nie Cai for him to use. .
"By the way, let me ask, how do you sew the sutures? I have never sutured a wound..."
Nie Cai put on surgical clothes and gloves and suddenly said.
"It's almost like sewing clothes... What? You can't even sew the most basic wounds?"
The intern surgeon almost fainted and said in great surprise.
Didn’t you say that you published an article in The Lancet? Even doctors who are not surgeons would have learned how to suture wounds. Now he actually asked himself this question
Nie Cai shook his head and said: "I am not a doctor, I am just a reporter, but the paper is true."
Last time Nie used the old drug rapamycin to treat tuberous sclerosis in children. With the efforts of Professor David, the research results were published in the journal "The Lancet". Nie Cai is one of the contributors. So What he said is indeed correct.
"What, you, a reporter, are just messing around!"
After hearing Nie Cai's words, the surgeon's face suddenly changed and he said nervously.
I originally thought that Nie Cai could publish papers, and even if he was not a surgeon, he was still an insider at the worst. I didn't expect that he would be a reporter!
Isn't it reckless to ask a reporter to perform such a difficult operation