1427 Accident, Feng Qingchen took over
Bu Jingyun hid it from Baoer and agreed to the treatment plan. The Valley Master used special medicine to make Qin Baoer's body reach the best condition as quickly as possible, but the price was that the postoperative recuperation time would be very long and she would be weak in the future.
But even so, Qin Baoer's body is weaker than that of a normal person. Feng Qingchen is really worried about Qin Baoer's health. She is simply a sick sister. She is born with deficiencies that cannot be supplemented later. She is destined to be cared for in this life.
Seven days later, Feng Qingchen gave Qin Baoer anesthesia and sent her to the operating room early the next morning.
In the operating room, Guo Baoji, Chi Lianshui, the Valley Master and Sun Sixing were already waiting there fully armed. Sun Sixing even explained the extracorporeal circulation device in detail to the Valley Master.
"We can start now." Feng Qingchen came in and announced with a serious face. The Valley Master put away his curiosity and stood aside, holding his breath, just like a bystander.
Sun Sixing took a deep breath and made a gesture to Feng Qingchen: He was ready!
Feng Qingchen stepped forward and undressed Qin Baoer, revealing her snow-white skin. The Valley Master, Chi Lianshui and Guo Baoji felt nothing at all. Sun Sixing's ears turned red for a moment, but he quickly calmed down.
Feng Qingchen nodded with satisfaction and pulled Qin Baoer's clothes down to below her chest, leaving only the incision exposed. Feng Qingchen lightly drew a line in the middle of Qin Baoer's sternum, and Sun Sixing took a marker and drew the surgical incision on it.
Feng Qingchen glanced at it and found no problem. He handed the scalpel to Sun Sixing. Sun Sixing took the knife and cut along the incision without any hesitation. He strictly followed the surgical plan step by step and opened the sternum...
"Very good." Feng Qingchen stepped forward to check and confirmed that there was no problem. He handed the tool to Sun Sixing again: "Hemostatic forceps."
While Sun Sixing was treating the surgical incision, Feng Qingchen took out a pair of glasses-type surgical magnifiers and put them on Sun Sixing.
The Valley Master also took the opportunity to step forward and take a look.
Over the years, he had opened people's sternums many times and tried various methods, but never once had he only bled a little bit like Sun Sixing did.
"Why does a lot of blood come out every time I open my sternum?" The Valley Master is a good boy and asks when he doesn't understand.
"You used the wrong knife and the technique you used was wrong. You cut the artery." The extracorporeal circulation was not that fast yet. Feng Qingchen was fine for the time being, so he kindly explained to the Valley Master.
With the presence of Gu Zhu, a great Chinese medicine expert, perhaps Chinese and Western medicine can be perfectly combined, and heart surgery can be performed even without an extracorporeal circulation device.
This is Feng Qingchen's pursuit. She hopes that traditional Chinese medicine will flourish and integrate Western medicine into it.
"Cut the artery? Do you mean these blood vessels?" The Valley Master directly treated Qin Baoer as a living display board. Feng Qingchen was worried that his questions would affect Sun Sixing, so he nodded and signaled that he should go out and talk about the questions first.
Although the Valley Master was dissatisfied, it was a matter of human life. He himself did not take human life seriously, but he could not let Feng Qingchen and Sun Sixing learn from him. A doctor must have medical ethics, and he was also a man with medical ethics in his past.
The operation continued. Under Feng Qingchen's instructions, Sun Sixing installed the extracorporeal circulation device quite efficiently and made it operate normally.
Feng Qingchen placed the ice packs he had prepared in advance in the operating room and next to Qin Baoer.
"Why is this?" The Valley Master had a million questions at this moment. He understood the principle of the extracorporeal circulation device, but he still found it magical when he saw it with his own eyes. He was even more confused when he saw Feng Qingchen placing ice packs everywhere.
"Go out and explain." Feng Qingchen really couldn't distract herself to explain to the Valley Master at this time. It was very difficult for Sun Sixing to complete the operation alone, so she had to help.
Although the Valley Master was very anxious, he could only retreat obediently in the face of Feng Qingchen's cold face. Feng Qingchen refused to speak, what should he do?
Chi Lianshui had no time to care about him. The operation was at a critical moment. He had to pay attention to Qin Baoer's physical condition at all times. Once he realized that she could not hold on, he would use gold needles to save her life.
Time passed by minute by minute, and Sun Sixing and Feng Qingchen were concentrating on the operation. The temperature in the room was obviously very low, but the two of them kept sweating. As an idle person, Guo Baoji came forward to help, wiping the sweat for the two from time to time and handing them a knife.
The Valley Master stood aside, wanting to help but not knowing where to start. He hadn't even recognized all the rows of knives of different sizes, let alone the potions. The words on them were incomplete, and he could only guess a few.
Experts are lonely!
As a national expert in Xinglin, he could only stand aside and watch for several hours. The Valley Master found himself bored to the point of crying. Seeing that the operation was coming to an end, the Valley Master was looking forward to going out and having a good chat with Feng Qingchen when he heard Sun Sixing shout, "Master, there is bleeding."
"Quick, stop the bleeding!"
"Gold needle, stop Qin Baoer's bleeding."
"Something went wrong?" Valley Master and Guo Baoji looked solemn. The operation was about to succeed, how could this happen?
"Heavy bleeding. It will be fine as long as the bleeding is stopped." Feng Qingchen was very calm. He could be said to be the calmest person present.
It is normal to encounter such a situation during surgery. Qin Baoer's surgical success rate is not high, and the possibility of dying on the operating table is 40%.
"Yes." Sun Sixing and Chi Lianshui looked serious. Chi Lianshui was fine, but Sun Sixing was so busy that his hands were about to fight.
"Master, my blood pressure can't be raised."
"Master, my heartbeat is unstable."
"Master, the patient's vital signs are declining and the bleeding cannot be stopped."
"No, the bleeding can't be stopped." Chi Lianshui's golden needle had already been inserted, but it had no effect at all.
"Master, I can't hold on any longer." Sun Sixing's face was as pale as snow, and his fingers were trembling. The high intensity and extremely fast hand speed caused his hands to begin to strain. If this continued, he would not be able to complete the operation.
"Hold on for a quarter of an hour and give a blood transfusion." Feng Qingchen glanced at the monitor and cursed Qin Baoer in his heart for being too weak. If the bleeding could not be stopped and the operation failed, Qin Baoer would soon die on the operating table.
"Yes." Sun Sixing insisted with gritted teeth. The medical cotton was completely soaked and thrown aside. The bloody red was dazzling. Sun Sixing's movements gradually slowed down. He couldn't bear it and couldn't handle it.
"Damn it!" Feng Qingchen cursed and said to Chi Lianshui, "Give me two needles. I want to hold the knife."
"No, the consequences will be serious." Chi Lianshui refused without thinking. This kind of rapid recovery method comes at the cost of damaging future health.
"I have no choice. Sixing's hands can hardly hold the knife. Hurry up and stop nagging. I don't care, so why do you care?" Feng Qingchen narrowed his eyes and looked extremely imposing.
"She's just a woman. No one will blame you even if she dies. We can all testify to this." Chi Lianshui didn't want Feng Qingchen to hurt his left hand for Qin Baoer.
"Yes, yes, yes, Qingchen, don't worry. If Baoer dies, I will explain for you." The Valley Master promised that Feng Qingchen would never be implicated in this matter.
"I am a doctor. I am responsible for the patient on the operating table. I must save her if I can. I don't care whether she lives or dies, but I don't want her to die on the operating table, on the operating table where Sixing is the surgeon." She cares about her own hands, but she is also responsible for the patients. Most importantly, she doesn't want Sixing to have any psychological trauma.
"Okay, as you wish." Chi Lianshui knew that since it was Sun Sixing's business, he couldn't persuade Feng Qingchen, so he had to give Feng Qingchen acupuncture so that her left hand would not be affected and could be used normally...