Great Medical System in a Veterinarian

Chapter 782 - 310: Reviving a Heart by Bare Hand—Even King Yama Waited at the Bedside as He Kept Adding Time to Life!

Fang Fangfang maintained a tentative attitude towards continuing the surgery.

"I feel like if we don’t do the surgery, we might not even get to see Dad one last time; it would be equivalent to directly sentencing him to death. If we perform the surgery, there’s at least a 5% chance of success. As his children, we’ve done our best, and there’s even a possibility he might wake up. Even if it’s just to say a final goodbye, it’s worth it."

As for Fang Yongqiang, he felt that the surgery should be performed.

At least there’s still a chance worth fighting for.

If the surgery isn’t performed...

It’s essentially equivalent to sentencing the person to death.

"Sister-in-law, now one agrees and one doesn’t; you also need to pull yourself together and make a decision!"

Zhao Donghai started speaking to Guo Fengxia.

"Right, Mom, I agree while Big Brother disagrees. Do you think Dad should have the surgery?"

Fang Fangfang looked at her mother.

"Mom, please give us an answer!"

Fang Yongqiang also turned to his mother.

"Do it... if we don’t, it’s equivalent to giving up; doing it gives us at least a little hope."

Guo Fengxia wiped her tears; her eyes were already red.

To ask her to abandon the husband she’s been with for three to four decades is something she truly can’t do.

Although this may sound somewhat ridiculous to others.

Indeed...

She’s the one who personally caused her husband’s death!

Thinking of this, an unprecedented sense of guilt flooded over her once again.

"Dean Huang, we agree to proceed with the surgery on our end."

Fang Yongqiang immediately went to inform Huang Xiangning after hearing his mother’s reply.

"Good! Let’s proceed with the process on our side."

Huang Xiangning immediately asked her assistant to bring over the pre-prepared documents.

"Director Huang—"

However, just as they were about to sign.

Yin Xiaoxiao charged into the operating room.

"What?"

Huang Xiangning looked at Yin Xiaoxiao’s expression, filled with confusion.

"It’s bad! The patient has developed ventricular fibrillation!"

Yin Xiaoxiao said anxiously.

"This is bad! Luchun, help me keep an eye on things!"

Huang Xiangning left these words and rushed inside.

"What?"

"Ventricular fibrillation??"

Seeing Huang Xiangning rush inside, Guo Fengxia, Fang Yongqiang, and Fang Fangfang all had expressions of bewilderment.

They quickly signed the documents as well.

Praying in their hearts.

Hoping for a miracle.

On the way.

Over fifty-year-old Huang Xiangning ran even faster than Yin Xiaoxiao in her twenties.

Because their surgery was an open-heart one.

If ventricular fibrillation occurs at this time, Xiaochuan’s Heart Area Striking Skill and Cardiopulmonary Resuscitation can’t be used.

Under normal circumstances...

During an open-heart surgery, if ventricular fibrillation occurs, immediate internal cardiac massage is required, which simply means manually squeezing the heart to resuscitate.

However, unless it’s a cardiac specialist or an emergency expert familiar with this area, they might not dare to proceed.

After all, manually squeezing the heart...

This feels completely different from performing Heart Area Striking Skill or Cardiopulmonary Resuscitation through the skin.

So she needed to rush to the scene to save the patient.

Otherwise, let’s not even talk about the whole pancreatic resection anymore; the patient would die on the operating table now.

"Huh???"

Charging fast to the operating table.

Huang Xiangning stood stunned for a moment.

Because she saw Zhang Lingchuan actually holding Fang Jianhong’s fibrillating heart barehanded, resuscitating by squeezing and releasing as if mimicking the heart’s beating.

Beside him were bewildered emergency department doctors, digestive experts, and general surgery experts.

"Vice Director Huang, amazing!"

Doctor Jiao from the digestive department gave a thumbs-up.

In the perilous moment of ventricular fibrillation, when everyone was at a loss, Dr. Xiaochuan directly started manually squeezing the heart.

"Xiaochuan, your manual internal cardiac massage is pretty good!"

Huang Xiangning actually felt somewhat tingling all over.

Why?

Because his technique feels like someone who has squeezed hundreds or thousands of hearts, resurrecting them.

Honestly...

Huang Xiangning considered her own manual cardiac massage fairly satisfactory...

But compared to Xiaochuan, it seems significantly lacking.

Still, there’s that saying...

Outsiders watch the show, insiders watch the skill.

So she clearly understood the vast difference in manual cardiac massage between herself and Xiaochuan.

"But the situation isn’t great."

Ever since acquiring Perfect-level CPR, Zhang Lingchuan had cardiac resuscitation knowledge in his mind.

Which included performing internal cardiac massage on this patient during an open-heart surgery.

Just now, after his teacher’s wife left...

The patient suddenly experienced ventricular fibrillation.

Immediately after ventricular fibrillation began, a countdown started.

[Prompt! The patient has entered the clinical death phase.]

Zhang Lingchuan immediately performed emergency resuscitation, but the countdown continued.

[60... 59... 59... 59... 58.]

And it kept dropping.

The corresponding feedback could also be seen on the cardiac monitor.

"Let’s do our best."

Huang Xiangning knew that Fang Jianhong was already on his last breath.

While Zhang Lingchuan was responsible for resuscitation...

Huang Xiangning led the team in performing the whole pancreatic resection surgery.

But the more they operated, the more alarming they felt.

Time continued to tick away, second by second.

"Isn’t it nine o’clock already; why has there been no result from the surgery yet?"

Fang Jianhong’s family waited anxiously.

On the other side at Jida Affiliated Hospital...

"It’s strange; it’s already nine o’clock, and Senior Zhang hasn’t gotten off work?"

The people in Song Wanqing’s dormitory were watching her make a phone call.

But the phone still remained unanswered.

"I don’t know; if he had time, Teacher Zhang would definitely answer my call. Maybe he’s busy with something!"

Song Wanqing put away the phone, feeling somewhat concerned.

And she was unaware...

The Provincial Hospital’s research room had gathered numerous experts.

Sun Jian Country also arrived at the hospital.