She was waiting to see what kind of splash Qiao Nian could make.
If Elder Wei can turn danger into safety, she can take all the credit on herself. If not, she is not involved in the end anyway, so the final result has nothing to do with her...
Liang Lu had gradually calmed down in the past two hours, thought clearly about the pros and cons, and also thought of the response methods and retreat plans, and was just waiting for the results.
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In the operating room, medical staff were busy and sweating profusely.
Just now, when Liang Lu and the foreign expert were performing the operation, the foreign expert could not speak Chinese and spoke everything in a foreign language.
Many times they cannot immediately understand what the other person is saying.
Moreover, they were unable to communicate with the other party in a timely manner when the other party clearly made some medical errors during the operation.
Liang Lu didn't point out the common sense mistakes the other party made, so they could only worry.
After Qiao Nian came in, there were no more communication barriers and the operation went much more smoothly.
It’s just that Mr. Wei’s condition is really too bad.
Even if Qiao Nian tried his best to save people.
The final result was not satisfactory.
Two hours later, the lights in the operating room dimmed.
Although the nurse herself looked exhausted, she handed her a towel and said, "Miss Qiao, please wipe the sweat off your head."
Qiao Nian took it tiredly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Thank you."
"fine."
The nurse just followed Liang Lu and watched Liang Lu and the foreign expert work together to perform surgery on Mr. Wei. After watching the two operations, the gap between Qiao Nian and Liang Lu was obvious.
She looked at the girl's overly young face under the surgical cap, and still felt a slight shock in her heart.
She withdrew her gaze and said politely and respectfully: "This is what I should do. Don't take it to heart, Miss Qiao." The job of a nurse in the operating room is to pass things to the doctor.
These things include towels and water.
As the two were talking, the chief physician of the Provincial Hospital's neurosurgery department spoke excitedly, "Wei, Elder Wei is awake!"
Qiao Nian just picked up the mineral water bottle and before he had time to take a sip of water, he immediately put the water down and walked quickly towards the operating table.
She had seen the old man on the operating table once before at the Wei family. He was in his early seventies, but he looked much older than Nie Mi, who was the same age.
A bluish-gray area under the eyelids is a sign of very poor health.
At this moment, Mr. Wei's face was as pale as a piece of paper, and he looked so fragile that no one knew whether he would leave in the next second.
He opened his eyes with great effort, as if trying to see clearly who was in front of him.
However, those once majestic eyes were covered with a layer of light gray film. When Qiao Nian walked over and saw the gray film on his eyes, his heart sank and he couldn't bear to look at it.
Generally, only people who are dying will show this symptom.
Mr. Wei really can’t take it this time!
Qiao Nian walked over, her hands hanging by her sides. Her voice didn't sound particularly up and down, but her voice was hoarse. She lowered her head and said softly to the old man who was struggling to look at her, "Grandpa Wei, don't worry. I'll let Wei Lou and the others in right away."
She was about to turn around.
Suddenly someone pulled my left hand.
The force was not great, but it was the greatest strength an old man in his last moments could exert.
"Nian, Nian Nian?"
Qiao Nian suddenly stopped and turned around, with a look of surprise on her face, as if she didn't expect Mr. Wei to know her.
"Are you Nian Nian?"
(End of this chapter)