63: C63 The Birth of a Godly Doctor

C63 The Birth of a Godly Doctor

The surgery went on for more than a dozen hours, and the patient had a few cardiac arrest, plasma emergency.1

The news of the accident that happened to the patient in the operating theater was already on the news.

He drove an off-road vehicle and crashed into a large truck. He had yet to fasten his seatbelt. Therefore, everyone knew that when he was sent to the hospital, he was almost a dead man. The doctor had also sent out the patient's critical condition notice.

Therefore, this surgery had spread in the hospital. Regardless of whether it was the patient or the family members, they were all looking forward to a miracle. That young man who had almost lost his head would be able to walk out of the operating theater alive.

Later, when the blood flow became urgent, the hospital released a few broadcasts to let the AB sub-type patient donate blood.

The young nurse who was extracting blood described what happened in the operating theater to the point that it was soul-stirring.

They said, "If Dr. Chung did not insist, that patient would have been pushed out a long time ago. She had helped that patient recover his heartbeat a few times. You guys don't know, her hands are simply godly. Do you know how thin the nerves in our bodies are? If they are broken or injured, how difficult would it be to receive them? Do you know? It's even harder than receiving a strand of hair!

But Dr. Chung's hands were so nimble that they were like embroidery as they pierced through needles and threads. We watched from the side and forgot that we were in the operation. It felt like we were admiring Dr. Chung's acupuncture performance. We forgot that we were tired!"

Hence, people asked," Who is Dr. Chung? "

The young nurses began to exaggerate, "Dr. Chung was poached by Dean Chen from overseas. She is not even thirty yet. So impressive. I heard that on the first day she came to the hospital, she met a patient with intestinal obstruction. According to common sense, severe intestinal obstruction required surgery. But Dr. Chung said that without surgery, she could cure the patient in a few minutes.

At that time, Dean Chen and many doctors were there, and they could only watch helplessly. Dr. Chung tapped a few times on the patient's body, as if she was performing an acupuncture point on the television. Then, she tapped and massaged a few more times. Guess what happened?"

Everyone asked," What happened? "

The young nurse covered her mouth and laughed. "Hahaha, I wanted to laugh when I thought about it. That patient puffed up a lot of air and then pulled on his pants again..."

When they imagined that stinky scene, everyone laughed. "It's so miserable? That patient probably doesn't have the face to see anyone anymore!"

The young nurse smiled and said, "You can't say that either. After all, it's to avoid suffering from surgery. And it doesn't harm the body. Although it stinks a little, the benefits are far greater than the disadvantages. Let me tell you, Dr. Chung even selflessly used this massage technique. She taught it to several doctors. In the future, if anyone else gets this kind of illness, they don't even need to operate on them anymore!"

" Oh my, this Dr. Chung is really noble, a godly doctor! "

Hence, before the surgery ended, Jiang Nanxi's name was spread throughout the hospital. At the same time, the news of her treatment of intestinal obstruction had also spread throughout the hospital.

This matter had also reached Yeh Lanshu's ears, and she was so angry that her entire body trembled.

Jiang Nanxi, you are in the limelight. Why did you bring me along?

Just you wait, I will not let you be pleased for too long!

That night, Gao Weitine came to bring her dinner. He heard that Jiang Nanxi was rescuing the patient. The surgery had not ended from noon until now, so he could not help feeling a little heartache.

He knew Jiang Nanxi too well. If she could not save the patient, she would definitely not give up!

The blood was rushing again, and it had already been sent to the operating theater for 2,000 milliliters. It was still not enough. The hospital was broadcasting again to let the AB sub-type blood donor donate blood. But how could there be so many people with AB subtypes?

Yeh Beixiao quietly stood in front of the nurse who was collecting blood. He stretched out his arm and said coldly, "I have AB-type blood."

He paused for a moment and then asked, "How is Dr. Chung now?" The woman had been standing in front of the operating table for more than eight hours!

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