Senior Wei Guoyuan was very optimistic about her. Why did he feel that she was a female version of Lu Zhishen in Linxun, acting without thinking.

Logically, he should continue to stop them. But her words really annoyed him.

"Okay." Xiao Yang said, and asked the nurse to help them prepare the surgical supplies. Anyway, this matter was none of his business, and he had already tried his best to stop it. If the patient really died in their hands, don't blame him for reminding them beforehand.

That being said, Xin Yanjun had no idea if she had to do the neurosurgery puncture herself, so she took out her cell phone and called the hospital. This time she called her enemy, a surgical classmate.

As early as when she received her first call back to the hospital, the emergency department of the National Association was overwhelmed.

The nurses panicked and called the head nurse to report the situation. Doctor Dong and Yin Fengchun ran out of the clinic to inquire about the specific condition of Sister Xu's injury. Li Chengyuan, who was holding the phone, knew that Xin Yanjun on the phone was completely different from usual, and he could infer that the situation on the other side was very bad.

"Xie Wanying said it was a foramen magnum hernia?" Yin Fengchun asked.

"Yes." Li Chengyuan said.

"It's a problem." Doctor Dong pounded his fist into his palm and said, "Our department's old Lin said that her judgment is very accurate. It's almost accurate."

...

...

None of the seniors on the scene would underestimate Xie Wanying's ability. However, it is useless to just judge. What is more important is the next rescue measures. Xie Wanying has not yet been to the neurosurgery internship. Even if she has been to the neurosurgery internship, like Yue Wentong, who only stayed in the neurosurgery for three months, what she can learn must be general and superficial.

The training period for neurosurgeons is much longer than that for general surgeons, and it is the most difficult of the two specialties. Just imagine, a large number of brains need to be drilled by associate professors at the bedside.

"They can't come back now, right? We can only ask Xuanwu's neurosurgery department to rescue them." said Dr. Dong.

Others thought the same. Since Xie Wanying said it was too late to send the patient back, they could only ask the specialists at the sister hospital to help save him.

The phone rang.

Li Chengyuan pressed the call button.

The people around him held their breath and listened to him and Xin Yanjun's conversation. Then they saw his face turn pale and blue. Doctor Dong asked anxiously, "What happened? What happened to Sister Xu?"

The nurse next to her wanted to cry after hearing this.

"He has respiratory arrest and may need a ventilator." Li Chengyuan's voice fell to the bottom just like his mood.

The condition is getting worse so fast? He needs a ventilator? Dr. Dong took off his glasses and wiped his eyes, hoping that he had heard wrongly.

"Really?" Yin Fengchun cursed, thinking about the bastard who caused the accident and why he had to hit the ambulance.

"Are they going to send Miss Xu to the operating room?" Doctor Dong asked, wondering if he needed to send someone to guard outside the operating room.

"No." Li Chengyuan was almost out of strength when he uttered these two words.

No?! A group of people stared at the phone in his hand in surprise.

"Why not!" Dr. Dong asked loudly.

The specialist doctor across the street gave up and said that there was no hope for her, and asked them to transfer to another hospital. So now, Xin Yanjun planned to bring two students to perform lateral ventricle drainage on Sister Xu to buy time for the operation.

With a wow sound, the colleague who had a good relationship with Sister Xu couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Don't stop me!" Doctor Dong rolled up his sleeves and turned around in circles, veins showing on his gentle face. "I just want to rush over and beat someone up now."