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On the third day, the third round began.

The third round is a three-day actual combat surgery challenge, which is to perform operations on various rare diseases, terminally ill, and severe patients collected from all over the world. The team with the highest success rate of surgical patients wins.

Some of these seriously ill patients are from poor families who cannot afford the high cost of treatment.

There are also people from wealthy families who can't find a good doctor, so they come here to find a doctor with superb medical skills to treat their illnesses.

After all, the doctors who can participate in the competition here are all elite doctors.

In addition, if a patient is on the operating table, or dies three days after the operation, the team will withdraw from the game.

Let many families of seriously ill patients from all over the world sign up for the competition with confidence.

Even if they really died on the operating table, they would accept their fate.

Even the top doctors in the world can't cure their diseases. They are ordinary people who are seriously ill, what else can they do to struggle besides resigning to their fate?

After the team that successfully treated the most patients wins the third round, that team will take the final round of internal competition written test, and the person with the highest score in the test will win the final championship.

Although the recruited patients are all critically ill patients, different illnesses mean that the time required for surgery is also different.

Qiao Ran felt that she belonged to the unlucky doctor, and the patient she personally signed was a 78-year-old patient with advanced brain cancer.

The old man in a sterile hospital gown came over with the help of volunteers.

The old man's complexion was dark and yellow, and his body was thin, but his head became big and swollen due to edema, which was in stark contrast to his slender body, which made people feel a little startled.

The old man knelt on the ground as soon as he came in, his body trembling uncontrollably.

"Doctor, I don't want to have an operation, but my grandson insists on signing me up and begging me to have an operation. Doctors, I beg you to let me live for a few more years.

I am a farmer who makes a living by farming. My son and daughter-in-law died in a car accident. My grandson also lost a hand in the car accident, and my grandson-in-law lost both legs.

She is pregnant now, and it will be inconvenient to bring up children in the future. If I don't help them for a few years, they can't imagine their future lives, so I can't die, please cure me. "

Hearing the old man's words, Qiao Ran's nose was sour.

An old man who has been poor all his life and has suffered a lot, even though he is old, God has not treated him kindly.

"Grandpa, you have a good and filial grandson. The doctors here are very professional and will do their best to cure your illness. Don't be afraid or worry." Qiao Ran helped the grandfather up, his voice soft but firm typical.

If he hadn't watched the live broadcast, the old man would not have believed that Qiao Ran's medical skills were so good when he saw Qiao Ran's too young face.

After watching the live broadcast of the game, when they learned that Qiao Ran's team had drawn lots to treat him, the volunteers were all happy for him, saying that he was lucky.

Looking at Qiao Ran's eyes full of power, the grandfather suddenly felt that the operation was not so scary.

"Then please, doctors."

Qiao Ran helped the old man onto the operating table, read the detailed medical records that the old man had checked long ago, and discussed the operation plan with several doctors.

Time was tight and the task was urgent, Qiao Ran quickly decided on the operation plan. After some preparations, Qiao Ran took a scalpel and with the help of precision instruments, began to operate on the grandfather.

As soon as the corner of the old man's skull was knocked open, thick yellow liquid flowed out quickly, affecting Qiao Ran's sight during the operation.

With Cheng Zhiyuan's tacit assistance from the side, after more than ten minutes of operation, the yellow liquid stopped flowing out, and the cancerous brain cells inside could be clearly seen.

Many tiny tumors were densely attached to the cranial nerves and blood vessels, and if they were removed carelessly, the brain would suffer from hypoxia and die.

The three doctors next to him watched Qiao Ran's action, each with admiration in their eyes.

They dare not even try such an extremely delicate and dangerous operation.

If Qiao Ran wasn't there, they would have demanded a half-hour fine for changing patients when encountering this kind of surgical case.

The operation was too difficult. Qiao Ran had to do it for ten hours before it was over. From ten o'clock in the morning to eight o'clock in the evening, he didn't drink a drop of water.

Because the operation is too complicated, a little distraction may cause improper operation and cause the patient's illness.

The moment Qiao Ran announced that the operation was successful, Qiao Ran felt his legs trembling with exhaustion, and his body fell backwards uncontrollably.

Cheng Zhiyuan quickly supported Qiao Ran who fell backwards.

"Doctor Qiao, you're starving, drink some glucose." Ren Chaofan quickly brought a glass of glucose water to Qiao Ran.

Qiao Ran felt much better after taking a few sips of glucose water, and together with everyone, he pushed the old man into the intensive care unit for observing patients.

When Qiao Ran and his group came out, the door of a glass operating room not far away opened, and Mike's team also pushed the patient out.

"Didn't Dr. Joy strive for the first place every time? Why did it take so long to complete the operation this time? Is it because Dr. Joy, who has an empty stomach, can't come up with real facts when it comes to the actual combat?" Mike said sarcastically.

"What information do you have about Dr. Qiao, aren't you late too?" A doctor from Qiao Ran's team replied angrily.

"This is my second patient. Is there any problem if I come out now?" Mike smiled triumphantly.

"Compared with winning the championship, what I value more is the success rate of treating diseases and saving lives. Although these patients have signed exempt contracts, I still have to respect my heart and perform the surgery to the extreme to ensure the success of the surgery.

If for the sake of the championship, violating medical ethics, only seeking speed for a while, regardless of the possible recurrence of the disease after surgery, then even if you win the championship, you will not feel at ease in this life. " Qiao Ran said in a cold voice.

"What are you talking about? I have always done my best in surgery to ensure the safety of patients. I did not violate medical ethics for the sake of being a champion." Mike stared at Qiao Ran and retorted angrily. ???.

"No, no, no, why is Dr. Mike so excited? Oh, do you feel chest tightness, shortness of breath, and difficulty breathing, and you need to shout to breathe better?" Qiao Ran left before Mike could answer.

Mike looked at Qiao Ran's back, wondering if it was because of her words, because of the admiration in his heart, he suddenly felt that it was really difficult to breathe and uncomfortable.

After sending the old man to the intensive care unit, Qiao Ran and Cheng Zhiyuan ate a little dinner before continuing to draw lots for the operation.

This time, the youngest patient in the competition was a pair of conjoined twins who were only 3 years old.

Because the position of conjoined twins is very dangerous, no doctor dares to perform this separation operation, and the high operation fee also makes their parents unable to pay.

This has only dragged on for 3 years, and I signed up to become a patient in this competition, hoping that there will be a doctor here to successfully separate the child.

Looking at the two cute children in front of him, Cheng Zhiyuan was about to cry. He said that he would perform the operation himself, and let Qiao Ran take a rest.

But after reading the medical records, he was simply not qualified for this extremely difficult operation.

"Let's start again with a replacement!" Cheng Zhiyuan looked at Qiao Ran and asked.

Before Qiao Ran could answer, the little girl choked up and begged, "Sister Miracle Doctor, please don't replace my brother and me, many people have already replaced us.

My mother said that if you, a genius doctor, don't operate on us, then we will die before we are five years old.

I don't want my brother to die, I want my brother to live well, just do the surgery to protect my brother, don't care about my life, please. "

Seeing the little girl wearing a red princess gauze dress in front of her, begging herself with a pair of pure and innocent eyes, Qiao Ran felt as if her heart was being pulled by an invisible hand, and the pain made it difficult to breathe.

A 3-year-old child with a rare deformity said such righteous and loving words, how could she be willing to reject her?

It's just that it's impossible to win the championship if it takes a very high difficulty and requires a long time of surgery.