Wang Xiaolan realized she'd let something slip when he asked her that question. After all, medical stents hadn't been used on humans in those days! For these doctors, the term "stent" was completely unheard of.
She coughed dryly, pushed the unstable operating table, and said, "I mean, this operating table needs a bracket to fix it."
As she spoke, she ignored their gazes and expertly busied herself with the preparations for the surgery. Just then, a voice reminded her to quickly activate the mind-retrieval system.
When Wang Xiaolan heard this tip, she felt very happy and thought to herself, "With this, this patient will definitely be out of danger."
She said to Dr. Ding confidently, "Hurry up and get ready."
Doctor Ding looked at Wang Xiaolan doubtfully after hearing what she said, thinking, "Can you really do this surgery? The risk is too great!"
Seeing that Doctor Ding was hesitant to move, Wang Xiaolan urged him, "Don't just stand there. Go quickly..."
Dr. Ding, who was in a daze, was pushed by the nurse again. He came to his senses and quickly walked into the room next to the operating room.
The heart monitor made a "beep, beep" sound.
Every sound seemed to strike at the doctor's tense nerves.
The nurse stared at the curves and numbers flashing on the screen, carefully observing the patient's heartbeat.
…
Outside the operating room, Zeng Qiang and his son Zeng Cheng waited on pins and needles, staring intently at the closed door, as if they could see their loved one undergoing surgery through it.
Time passed minute by minute, and every time a doctor or nurse came in or out, the father and son would stand up at the same time, walk forward with worried faces to ask, but they always got silence or perfunctory responses.
Their eyes were filled with anxiety and helplessness, their hands were clenched into fists, and their nails were deeply dug into their palms.
Beads of sweat rolled down Zeng Qiang's forehead, while Zeng Cheng paced back and forth, seemingly treading on fire. The corridor echoed with their heavy footsteps and strained breathing.
At this moment, a figure rushed over from the other end of the hospital corridor. A closer look revealed it was Zeng Weiwei. She looked flustered and her steps were hurried, as if she had something urgent to do.
When Zeng Cheng saw her, his heart tightened and he quickly stepped forward to stop her.
"Why are you here?" Zeng Cheng asked with a frown, a hint of blame in his tone.
He knew that under the current circumstances, it was inappropriate for Zeng Weiwei to appear here, especially not to let his father see her.
"Go away, you're not needed here. Don't let Dad see you, or he'll get agitated, which is bad for his health."
He paused and said, "My mother is already in critical condition after being irritated by you. You can't send my father to the hospital again!"
Zeng Weiwei bit her lip, but she couldn't help but look in the direction of the emergency room again.
She looked remorseful: "Brother, I didn't mean it..."
"It's no use saying this now, you'd better leave!"
Zeng Weiwei stared at Zeng Cheng with wide eyes and said, "Brother, just let me stay!"
"Go away! You're not needed here."
Zeng Weiwei had no choice but to leave the hospital, looking back every step of the way.
…
In the operating room.
All the medical staff held their breath and stared at the scalpel in Wang Xiaolan's hand. They saw that she was methodical and her movements were very skillful, without a trace of nervousness.
At this time, Wang Xiaolan had already activated the system of taking objects with her mind.
This mind-retrieval system was a special green channel set up for Wang Xiaolan in emergencies. While the medical staff were preoccupied and busy, the stent, like a magic trick, slipped past their sight and quietly landed in her hands.
Under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, Wang Xiaolan concentrated on operating the surgical instruments, and every one of her movements seemed so skillful and confident.
At that thrilling moment, she skillfully and precisely pushed the stent into the patient's body with an almost instinctive reaction.
Time seemed to freeze, and everyone held their breath, nervously anticipating what would happen next. However, just a moment later, a miracle occurred! The heart, once weak and feeble, began to beat vigorously, like a rekindled flame, radiating with vitality.
At that moment, the entire operating room erupted in cheers. The doctors were so excited that tears welled up in their eyes. They were extremely proud of this successful result.
At this moment, Wang Xiaolan displayed an extraordinary calmness and composure. Her exhausted body seemed to have reached its limit, but she still forced herself to support herself and slowly left the operating room.
…
The city lights were brilliant at night, but this bustling scene could not conceal Zeng Weiwei's inner pain and despair. Like a lonely ghost, she wandered the empty streets in despair.
The scene that just happened at home kept replaying in her mind, and tears welled up in her eyes like a broken dam, making her unable to hold herself back. Her cry was particularly desolate in the silent night, as if the whole world could feel her sadness.
Yet, the people around her hurried past, casting strange glances at her. They seemed filled with curiosity and doubt about this weeping woman, yet they dared not approach to ask questions or offer comfort. The gazes of these strangers were like sharp swords, piercing Zeng Weiwei's already broken heart.
At this moment, Zeng Weiwei felt that she had been forgotten by the whole world.
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