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The nurse helped Jin Moyu aside, unscrewed a bottle of sugar and salt water for Jin Moyu to drink.Jin Moyu waved his hand and refused, and looked at the nurse beggingly, "Take me to see her." Hearing this, the nurse pushed a wheelchair over and asked someone to carry Jin Moyu up.

Jin Moyu Maoyao picked up the piece of paper with Qin Xiaohuan's bloody handprint on the ground, and tremblingly pulled out a pen from his pocket.Write in large characters: Power of Attorney, Jin Moyu is entrusted with full authority to represent me in all matters during my hospitalization. Signatory: It is blank, only the handprint is on it, bright red, piercing through the back of the paper.

Jin Moyu was pushed to the door of the operating room.There were already crowds of people outside, including doctors and nurses, those who knew each other, as well as the dean who rushed over and people from the administration building.When they saw Jin Moyu covered in blood, someone immediately came up to check Jin Moyu.Jin Moyu waved his hand and said, "I'm not injured, it's Qin Xiaohuan's blood. Before she goes into shock, let me represent her with full authority. If there is anything to sign, I will sign it. She won't let her family be notified."

Many people turned their heads to look at the dean. The dean did not have the kindness of the past, but looked serious. He looked at Jin Moyu and asked, "Is it okay not to inform her family? Such a big thing happened."

"I have known her for ten years. We have been together since college. Apart from her family, I am the closest person to her. If anything happens, I will take responsibility." Jin Moyu said firmly.

"Then, well, since it's Qin Xiaohuan's idea, let's do it first." The dean nodded.

"I want to go in and see her." Jin Moyu begged.

"You look like this, can you do it?" the dean asked.Jin Moyu's complexion was frighteningly pale. Seeing her sitting in a wheelchair, it must be difficult for her to even stand up.

Jin Moyu used both hands to support the armrests of the wheelchair, tried to stand up, and said, "I'm fine, I was too nervous just now."

At this time, the door of the operating room suddenly opened, and a nurse rushed out and asked: Who knows what blood type Dr. Qin is?She is now bleeding heavily in her abdominal cavity and is in urgent need of a blood transfusion. "If someone knows Qin Xiaohuan's blood type, it will be far more convenient than going for a blood test.

"O-type blood." Jin Moyu replied affirmatively, he never remembered anything wrong about Qin Xiaohong.

"Is there enough type O blood in the blood bank?" the dean asked with concern.

The doctor in charge of the medical technology department with a blue mark on the cuff next to it replied: "It is enough. I will go to get her blood immediately. Is 1000 units enough?"

"Take 1000 units first." The dean replied.Emergency comes first.

Hearing this, the medical technician took out his mobile phone and contacted the blood bank while running to get blood.

Jin Moyu walked slowly and firmly to the operating room.As Jin Moyu approached, the crowd made way for her so that she could pass by.Entering the operating room, Jin Moyu took off his blood-stained white coat, and refused the surgical gown offered by the nurse next to him. She said, "I'll go to the observation room on the upper floor, just give me the isolation gown." The more people in the operating room, The easier the sterile environment is destroyed, the more dangerous Qin Xiaohuan will be.Jin Moyu brushed his hands and changed into a gown.Into the observation room.

From top to bottom, you can see the panorama of the operating room and the operation process.

Jin Moyu looked at the monitor. Her heart rate was 150 beats per minute, her blood pressure was 80/40 mmHg, her respiration was 30 beats per minute, and her blood oxygen saturation was 80. She couldn't help clenching her fists, and her nails sank deep into her flesh.Qin Xiaohuan went into hypovolemic shock, which was very dangerous, and she would die of exhaustion at any time.

The well-known surgical experts on duty in the hospital are busy in the operating room.A group of doctors were intubating Qin Xiaohuan's trachea. When the tube entered the trachea, it would cause dry cough and vomiting. Only comatose patients did not respond. Now Qin Xiaohuan is like this, letting the doctor operate unconsciously.

After the intubation was successful, Qin Xiaohuan's breathing finally slowed down, and the blood oxygen saturation gradually increased with the input of the blood bag.Jin Moyu widened his eyes nervously.There was no way to give Qin Xiaohuan general anesthesia for the lumbar spine. After discussing with the surgeon, the anesthesiologist chose respiratory anesthesia.

Another group of doctors disinfects the skin before surgery.One of them has been holding the murder weapon in his hand.After the disinfection was completed, I just saw the anesthesiologist compared his thumbs and knew that the anesthesia effect had been achieved.

"Scalpel." The chief surgeon calmly reached out to take the scalpel, and cut open the abdominal skin around the knife with a bow.

"Gauze, hemostat." The first assistant said to the equipment nurse at the same time.

The abdominal cavity was opened, and the surgeon in charge looked at the blood inside, and said to the nurse, bring a blood salvage device and prepare for autologous blood salvage.Then use the suction end of the instrument to suck out as much blood as possible in Qin Xiaohuan's abdominal cavity.

"Saline, rinse."

After Qin Xiaohuan's wound was exposed to the air, Jin Moyu could clearly see that the knife had passed through Qin Xiaohuan's greater omentum and directly pierced into the small intestine.But the condition of the small intestine could not be seen clearly, as if it was stuck together.Jin Moyu prayed in his heart that it must not be the worst outcome.

The chief surgeon checked the place where the knife was pierced, and found that the situation was not very good. Some of the intestines were punctured, and some were cut and only half of the intestines were left. The intestines that should have been pink were lost in the case of blood loss. become whitish.

Another expert looked at it and said, "It seems that a large part of the small intestine needs to be amputated."

"I'm afraid it won't work. If it needs to be cut off, then there may not be a few meters left. She is still so young..." The chief surgeon pondered for a while, and ordered, "Go get the water bath box, let's sew up the bleeding spots within the range of vision first." And the fracture, how much can be kept depends on good luck."

Several doctors acted quickly, performing ligation and suturing while detecting the bleeding point.

The nurse fetched the water bath.

The chief surgeon said in a low voice: "I'll leave it to everyone, let's warm the small intestine wall that lost blood with water, maybe the blood can still circulate, if it really can't, we'll cut it off and reconnect it."

According to the instructions, the assistants took out a small part of Qin Xiaohuan’s small intestine and put it into 55-degree hot water. Generally speaking, the temperature of human skin temperature is between 20°C and 47°C. Produce temperature sensation; when the temperature exceeds 35°C, it will feel hot or even scalding; when the temperature reaches 45°C, there will be scalding pain; when the temperature is greater than 50°C, it will easily cause burns and form blisters.

Even a doctor wearing rubber gloves will feel pain in his hands if he insists on this water temperature for a long time.However, looking at the colleagues who were still struggling on the verge of death, no one complained.He kept rubbing the intestinal tube with his hands, hoping to restore the blood circulation as soon as possible.

"There is really no other way, I can only use this simple method, everyone, persevere." The chief surgeon stood in front of the operating table and continued to explore the abdominal cavity, saying with some guilt.

"Eh? My piece is healed and turned pink," a doctor said happily.

"Me too"

"I'm not very good at this. It's a little dark."

"I'm fine."

Several doctors have reported the current status.

After the chief surgeon checked, no more bleeding was seen, he nodded, indicating that the person who had been holding the knife could draw it.

The knife was drawn.

The chief surgeon used electrocoagulation to quickly stop the bleeding.The lowermost wound was quickly treated.

"How is it? How many parts are necrotic?" asked the chief surgeon.

"About one meter, where the wounds are concentrated, fortunately, only this section is necrotic, and the rest can be preserved."

"Okay! Cut off this piece, let's reconnect."

Jin Moyu also breathed a sigh of relief.Fortunately, only one meter of the small intestine was removed, so it shouldn't affect anything.

The time in the operating room seemed to be sped up, passing quickly in the busyness.One operation took a full eight hours.After closing the abdominal cavity, the chief surgeon stapled the abdominal skin with something similar to a stapler.

He looked up at the monitor.

Blood pressure 90/60mmHg, heart rate 100 beats/min, respiration 20 beats/min, blood oxygen saturation 99.The instrument shows that Qin Xiaohuan's vital signs are stable at present.

"The operation is over." The chief surgeon got off the operating table, feeling his legs were weak, he staggered to the edge of the wall, leaned against the wall, and then remembered that the eight-hour operation did not contain a drop of water.After taking off the gloves and pulling off the mask, Jin Moyu saw clearly that he was the head of surgery, over 50 years old.The authority on abdominal surgery in China is also one of the soul-level figures in this hospital. I didn't expect to invite him to perform surgery on Qin Xiaohuan.