Chapter 1304: Was he rescued?

Chapter 1304: Was he rescued?

The old-fashioned incandescent lamp on the ceiling of the operating room glowed dimly in the night, stretching the shadows of several people huddled in the corner of the room.

There were not many benches and chairs in the room. Wang Defa and Wang Qilei sat crookedly against the corner, with their heads drooping between their knees.

The only stretcher in the room had been given to Gui Jing and Ming Zhangju.

At this moment, footsteps were heard walking into the operating room. Gui Jing and Ming Zhangju, who still had a trace of clarity of mind, raised their heads, shook their heads gently at Guo Fang, the director of the Nursing Department, then stood up and took the thermos from each other.

"Be quiet, they are all asleep!" Gui Jing reminded softly.

"I know, Director Gui, I'll get you some hot water! You can rest for a while!" Guo Fang felt very distressed about the condition of the people in the room. The thermos bottle she handed over froze in the air, held by her hand, and she insisted that she rest for a while.

"Okay! Be gentle!" After Gui Jing gave her instructions, she was about to sit down when Ming Zhangju stood up and supported her.

The nineteen-hour surgical rescue operation was already over.

This was the first surgery for patent foramen ovale in the heart, which was very nerve-wracking and everyone was exhausted.

Even Gui Jing and Ming Zhangju who were in support were so exhausted, not to mention the auxiliary swordsmen and equipment support from Wang Defa, Wang Qi and Lei Jin!

Not to mention Li Xiangnan, the chief surgeon!

So as soon as he sat down, Gui Jing hurriedly asked, "Head Nurse Guo, is the dean asleep?"

"I just went to see, the dean has already gone to bed! His wife was waiting for him in the office last night and is taking care of him now!" Guo Fang said softly, handing over the enamel pot.

Gui Jing was a little surprised, "Xiao Qin is here? It's not easy. The dean and his wife spend so little time together because of these patients. It's hard for them!"

Ming Zhangju sighed, "Who says it's not true? I just observed the dean and found that his legs and feet were deformed when he got off the operating table. He was still unwilling to go back to rest. If we hadn't insisted, he would have stayed here for a while! Xiao Qin must have felt so distressed to see the dean so tired!"

"Doctor Ming, Director Gui, it was all worth it! We saved the child!"

"Yes! He's rescued!" Gui Jing's eyes were a little moist.

Only the people in this room knew how difficult this operation was! It was the highest in the history of Nianwei Hospital since its establishment!

The difficulty coefficient is the highest, the patient is the youngest, and the operation time is the longest!

Moreover, this is the only surgery so far that requires constant energy replenishment during the operation!

People are iron rice is steel!

Although the doctors and nurses reduced the body's food intake to a minimum, the high level of tension and the non-stop surgeries still forced everyone to eat twice.

"Well, I'm back..."

Wang Defa on the side stood up in a daze, and seemed to be very sleepy, so he leaned against the wall to slowly support his body.

"Defa," Gui Jing drank a sip of water and tiptoed to the wall. He reached out to grab the scalpel from Wang Defa's hand, "Can you hear me? Give it to me!"

At this moment, Defa took off his white coat and was only wearing a shiny indigo surgical gown. His back was slowly sliding down the gray-green tile wall.

The iodine residue on the wall stained the back of his neck, but he didn't care about that. His right knee was against the iron locker door, and his left hand was still holding the half-broken vascular clamp that he hadn't returned in time.

The lid of the tin kettle on the enamel washbasin rack in the locker room was opened, and hot steam was coming out. It was opened specially by head nurse Guo Fang after she came in, just to let the doctors drink some just the right amount of hot water.

"Doctor Wang, let me pour you some hot water!" Seeing his appearance, Guo Fang called out softly with heartache.

But Defa didn't even have the strength to stand up. The back of his head hit the corner of the metal cabinet with a dull "bang". The young nurse who was changing clothes nearby and came in for duty was so startled that she looked in through the frosted glass window.

"Doctor Wang!"

"Defa!"

Several small exclamations rang out in the room. Gui Jingming and Zhang Ju's exclamations woke up Lei Jin and Wang Qi who were not sleeping soundly.

They stood up and quickly supported Wang Defa. When they saw the fat doctor, they suddenly felt choked in their throat.

His body was supported by the crowd, his bloodshot eyes were closed, his eyelashes cast a small fan-like shadow under his eyes, but could not hide the dark veins under his eyelids, like ink marks spread on rice paper.

His nostrils flared with his heavy breathing, and the stethoscope was still hanging on his chest, the cold chrome tube pressed against his collarbone, glowing coldly under the light.

What is most heartbreaking is the pair of hands covered with calluses.

There was still a scab on the second joint of the right index finger from being poked by the needle when the artery was sutured, and there was a piece of yellowed tape on the base of the left hand - it was a blister caused by burns from an old-fashioned electric scalpel.

At this moment, the two hands were resting on the knees, with the fingers curled unconsciously, as if they were still simulating the action of tying a knot.

There were dark brown blood stains in the crevices of his fingernails, from when the pericardium was sutured just now. Mixed with the iodine and carbolic acid deposited in the palm lines, it formed a strange color, just like the Red Cross badge on his chest pocket, which had lost its color due to wear and tear over the years.

The old-fashioned clock on the wall ticked away, and from the end of the corridor came the sound of the wheels of the night shift nurse pushing a treatment cart.

The corners of his mouth suddenly twitched as if in a convulsion. He seemed to see the walnut-sized ventricular septal defect on the operating table gushing out blood, and he seemed to be recalling the subtle "swish" sound when the polyester patch was sewn into the myocardium.

The wooden door of the locker room was pushed open by the draft, and the chill of early spring poured in. He raised his head and finally realized that he was so tired that he had lost his former color. He reached out to hold Lei Jin's shoulder, opened his mouth full of bloodshot, and asked: "Have we...have we saved him?"

Lei Jin nodded, "I've saved him, look!"

He pointed at Feng Chunli lying on the operating table, where the soft beating of the electrocardiogram was reminding her of the success of the operation.

"Hoo!" Wang Defa's body swayed, and he sat down on the ground. It seemed that the sound of his muscles colliding with the ground made him feel more alert. He raised his head and asked, "That's good! Xiao Li, where's Xiao Li? How is he?"

Patients and brothers are the two things he cares about most!

Everyone looked sincere and distressed.

Guo Fang choked up and said, "Doctor Wang, the director is fine! We forced him to go to the office to rest! He must be sleeping soundly now! Don't hang on here! You have performed an operation for more than ten hours, you are already very impressive! Don't forget, we are here to help! We have many doctors in Nianwei Hospital who can take over for you! Please trust us!"

The interns who were already standing by the operating bed, their hands monitoring the anesthesia machine, extracorporeal circulation machine, infusion pump, suction device, etc., all stopped at this moment, as if they had a tacit understanding, and turned around naturally, casting the most respectful and admiring gazes towards all the senior doctors including Wang Defa.

"Trust us! I'm here!"

"I'm here!"

"And I!"

One by one, young doctors stood up with admiration in their hearts, their voices small but firm.

Wang Defa's eyes turned red. He looked at the people around him and smiled.

"Nianwei Hospital, we feel relieved to have you carry out the life relay!"

now.

The moonlight was still lingering on the windowsill of the dean's office, and the white coat was wrinkled like used gauze.

Li Xiangnan was already sunk into the faded sofa, his chest rising and falling slightly with his snoring.

Qin Ruobai rubbed his brow with her fingertips, where there was still a red mark from the surgical light.

His stethoscope was still pressing against his ribs, as if he was about to bounce up and rush to the emergency room at any time.

The cold enamelware pot on the coffee table was covered with tea stains, and it faced the street lights of Anheqiao Street outside the window in the distance.

Qin Ruobai took off his stethoscope, placed it gently on the coffee table, curled herself up like a cat, and wrapped herself in his chest.

Then she grabbed the ultrasound report next to her husband, her eyelashes fluttering, a smile on her face, humming a lullaby softly, and fell into a sweet sleep.

"The moon is shining on the wall. I sang a little song for you. I feel so happy when I see you fall asleep..."

The moonlight moved sparsely, shining gently on the ultrasound report, in a corner that neither of them could see.

It seemed as if a naughty little man had stuck his head out of the bag and was curiously staring at the parents chosen in the sky...