The wound was cut off, but the wound was still in the chest.

"Fuck... was this hemostat clamped blindly?!"

Fan Jun, the director of the operating room, asked with a look of doubt.

"Yes, it was done by the doctor named Zhang Yi." Yu Shen explained.

Just now in the outpatient clinic on the second floor, he watched Zhang Yi insert the hemostat into the chest cavity.

Then within a few seconds, Wu Xiumin's blood pressure stabilized...

They all thought that Zhang Yi clamped it blindly.

But now...

Looking at this hemostat clamped right on the pulmonary artery.

They all couldn't help but doubt.

Could Zhang Yi have X-ray vision? !

Otherwise, how could he clamp it so accurately!

Also, how could he be sure that it was pulmonary artery bleeding? !

It's amazing!

Fan Jun and Yu Shen both thought that they must ask this doctor named Zhang Yi later.

How did he do the blind clamping? !

In the operating room, the blood vessels were sutured very quickly.

Because Zhang Yi stabilized the blood pressure.

So the rescue work in the operating room was naturally relatively simple.

At this time, on the second floor of the outpatient department.

After sending Wu Xiumin to the operating room.

Zhang Yi just wanted to stand up, but he felt a tearing pain in his calf.

Zhang Yi almost couldn't stand.

At this time, Lei Chenguang and Shen Wei discovered that there was a small pool of blood at Zhang Yi's feet? !

"Zhang Yi, are you injured?" Shen Wei asked hurriedly.

Zhang Yi did not deny it: "When I kicked Dean Lei away just now, my foot was scratched by the blade. But it doesn't matter, I can sew it myself."

Lei Chenguang reacted.

This guy was injured to save himself!

"Hurry up and find a wheelchair." Lei Chenguang instructed the young doctor next to him.

The young doctor did as he was told.

A wheelchair was pushed over in a short while.

Zhang Yi didn't want to sit in a wheelchair at first.

What a big deal, isn't it just a cut on the calf?

But when I saw the distance to the treatment room was so far...

Forget it, it hurts.

Let's sit in a wheelchair.

Zhang Yi sat on the chair with the help of Dean Lei and Shen Wei.

And Dean Lei personally pushed Zhang Yi to the outpatient treatment room.

At this time, most of the onlookers had dispersed.

But some of them were still here.

Seeing Zhang Yi in a wheelchair, some people couldn't help asking:

"Doctor? Did you get hurt while saving someone just now?"

Zhang Yi didn't deny it: "Yes, but fortunately, my calf was scratched."

"Wow... you are so great, doctor, you must take care of yourself!"

"That's right, I saw you rescued people just now, you must be careful of your legs too!"

The onlookers saw everything that happened just now.

They thought this doctor was young, handsome and brave!

I really admire him!

Zhang Yi thanked them one by one, and then went to the treatment room.

The incision was not deep, but it was quite long.

About five centimeters, on the right calf.

Then, Zhang Yi threaded the needle himself, under the stunned gaze of Lei Chenguang and Shen Wei.

After disinfection, the wound was sutured in a few strokes.

Hiss!

It hurts so much!

He finally understood why the expressions of those nurses were so hideous when they gave themselves injections at school before!

Because it really hurts!

It hurts more than when someone pricks you!

Zhang Yi let out a long sigh of relief: "It's OK, thank you."

Lei Chenguang came back to his senses from Zhang Yi's exquisite suturing technique.

He seemed to be unbelievable.

Which hospital is this doctor from?

Our hospital? !

He didn't expect that such a young doctor could have such suturing skills?

But when he thought of his hemostasis technique just now, he didn't think it was strange.

This young man is not simple anyway.

For a while, he automatically mistook Zhang Yi for an ordinary doctor newly recruited by the provincial hospital.

Just at this time, the director of the operating room, Fan Jun, posted a message in the hospital group:

"The operation was successful! Director Wu Xiumin's rescue was successful!"

For a while, all the medical staff in the group were boiling.

Everyone was cheering:

"Great, Director Wu is not dead!"

"Great, he is back!"

"Wow... I am crying! I was worried that something might happen to Director Wu!"

"Me too! I am so scared!"

We are all medical staff.

We can all relate to this kind of thing, so naturally we don't want anything to happen to Director Wu.

Director Wu is usually kind and rarely makes enemies with patients.

Everyone feels helpless and sad about this extreme medical incident.

Heart.

No doctor wants to see a patient die in his hands.

But sometimes accidents come so fast that people are caught off guard.

Even if doctors try their best, they may not be able to save a life.

Doctors are also very sad.

Not only sad, they also have to face the questioning and accusations of family members.

Many people think that it is just giving birth to a child.

It is just a very simple thing.

In fact, it is not true, nothing is absolute.

Individual cases can never represent the group.

The group cannot include all individual cases.

Everyone has different physical constitutions, some have poor physical constitutions and some have good physical constitutions.

And the operating room is a door of life and death.

All operations are risky, 1%, 10%, 50%, etc.

Once you enter this door, there is a risk of not being able to get out.

What doctors can do is to minimize the risk as much as possible.

But the patient's family will not understand.

Just like most people will always consider things from their own perspective.

Come to the hospital to see a doctor and get treatment.

If the disease is not cured or something goes wrong, the doctor should be blamed.

If you explain the reason, the family members will not listen, and medicine is too complicated and tedious, and it is difficult for those who have not studied medicine to understand it.

If you don't explain, the misunderstanding between the doctor and the family members will become deeper and deeper.

So it is easy to cause medical disputes.

If you meet someone with extreme ideas, you will be like Director Wu...

Fortunately, Zhang Yi was here today.

In a critical moment, he directly took the hemostatic forceps and reached into the chest cavity to stop the bleeding.

But what if Zhang Yi was not here?

Sending to the operating room, doing angiography and then opening the chest will take at least 20 minutes.

These 20 minutes are too important for patients in shock!

It is the golden time to save lives!

So Zhang Yi's wave today really helped the provincial hospital a lot.

Lei Chenguang put down his mobile phone and excitedly announced the good news:

"Great, Director Wu's rescue was successful!"

Shen Wei was relieved when he heard it.

It's good that the person is okay.

Zhang Yi also had the same expression as it should have:

"The bleeding point has stopped. As long as the blood vessels are sutured as soon as possible to restore the blood flow in the pulmonary artery, there will be no problem."

After Zhang Yi finished speaking.

Lei Chenguang suddenly looked at him seriously and solemnly and said:

"Zhang Yi, first of all, on my behalf, thank you for saving me. Secondly, I also thank you on behalf of the Provincial Hospital!"

After that, Lei Chenguang bowed slightly to Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi waved his hand quickly:

"Don't be so polite, Dean Lei, just don't blame me for kicking you."

Lei Chenguang didn't care. He laughed softly:

"What's the matter? You did it to save me. But... I remember you from the bottom of my heart. You are the first person who dared to kick me in my more than 50 years of life!"

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