In the operating room, the preoperative preparations have been completed at this time.

When Deputy Director Qian led Fun Xiaonan into the operating room, he vaguely felt something abnormal in today's operating room.

After frowned slightly, he walked to the operating table and looked at the field of the already laid operating table on the table, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

The silver needles seen on this CT film are quite different from those seen on the spot.

The two assistants standing next to them and the nurses behind the masks were obviously all surprised and suspicious because of the silver needles on the chest.

The strange atmosphere in the operating room seems to be from this.

"Director Qian...how should I do this?"

Dr. Zhao, who served as a 1-aid assistant, is about 40 years old. He is also at the level of deputy chief physician and usually takes surgery alone. Today he is sent to serve as an assistant, which is already a rare thing.

When I came in, I saw the iron nail on the patient's chest and several silver needles around me, and I realized the strangeness of today's surgery.

Deputy Director Qian took a breath slightly at this time, looked at the ECG monitor over there showing only twenty or thirty heartbeats, and secretly bared his teeth and looked at Fun Xiaonan beside him.

"Is this really the function of this... silver needle?"

"Yes, otherwise my atrium would rupture, and I wouldn't be able to let her get to the hospital!" Fen Xiaonan said in a faint voice: "Let's take surgery quickly, the silver needle can work for not long!"

"Okay!" Deputy Director Qian put away the surprise in his heart, then nodded and said, "Then should we do it after we pull out the silver needle? Or?"

"No, just do this. With such a speed, I think the difficulty of the operation should be reduced by 30% or more than forty!" Fan Xiaonan looked at the time and said, "There is still twenty-one minutes left!"

"Twenty-one minutes?" Deputy Director Qian took a deep breath and said, "Okay, start! Are you all done?"

"Director Qian, anesthesia... is difficult to do, such a heart rate is really..." The anesthesiologist next to him looked bitter at Director Qian and hesitated.

"The anesthesia has not been done yet?" Director Qian's face changed. If the anesthesia has not started, it would take at least ten minutes more!

"I have hardly seen such a heart rate before, and the risk is too high!" the anesthesiologist said helplessly.

Deputy Director Qian's face was a little gloomy, and he looked at the values ​​displayed on the ECG monitoring again, and was also shocked. Indeed, the heartbeat at this rate, but as the anesthesiologist said, the risk was too high and he really didn't dare to take it!

"It's okay, just do it, no need to have anesthesia!"

Looking at the face of Deputy Director Qian, Xiao Nan said in a deep voice: "In this state, she can't wake up, and the surgery is safe!"

"Confirm?" Deputy Director Qian's eyes lit up and he looked at Xiaonan in a deep voice.

"Sure!"

"Okay, start!" Since there is no need for anesthesia, the risk is much less.

With Deputy Director Qian's words, everyone stood in their own position and started the operation.

Deputy Director Qian glanced at the iron nail that had not been pulled out and some blood that gushed out from time to time from the wound; he couldn't help but look at the silver needles again.

She has been in cardiothoracic surgery for more than 20 years and is very clear about what will happen to this kind of wound; but now the amount of bleeding is unexpectedly small, and it seems that this should be the credit of these silver needles.

"It's unimaginable how many silver needles have such good results!"

Although a few silver needles are a little hindered, it is not a big problem for these experienced practitioners. The scalpel follows the position of the iron nails layer by layer, cutting the skin, muscles, and sternum.

Looking at Luo Nana who still had no reaction, Deputy Director Qian and others all breathed a sigh of relief.

Cardiac repair is not a difficult surgery with sufficient equipment and blood supply; especially when an extracorporeal circulation can be established, the risk is not high.

However, in order to gain time this time, it will be relatively difficult to repair without establishing external circulation.

But at such a heartbeat rate, the difficulty is also greatly reduced; the only thing to do is race against time.

Fun Xiaonan, who was standing beside him, looked at the skillful movements of Deputy Director Qian and the cooperation of Dr. Zhao next to him; Fun Xiaonan, who was just helping to pull and suck, also nodded secretly.

Sure enough, I didn’t choose the wrong person. The technology at this deputy director Qian is indeed considered first-class in China.

From time to time, he looked at the monitor next to him and the blood that was being input quickly, and Fun Xiaonan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. As for the current situation, Ronana could not die.

Although I was relieved, I remembered the danger and thought that Ronana almost died, and the anger in Xiaonan's heart was still hard to eliminate.

The guy who instigated him behind his back was really a death sentence.

However, if this happens this time, the damn mansion master should not let that guy go.

As Moon Xiaonan thought, the operation went smoothly, but in less than twenty minutes, the repair was completed.

Fang Xiaonan finally reached out and pulled out several silver needles one by one in the curious eyes of everyone; then retreated to the side and handed the entire operating table to the doctors to continue the final suture.

Soon after, Deputy Director Qian also stepped down. The main parts of the operation had been completed. Leaving the rest to Dr. Zhao and others was already underestimated, so there was no need to worry.

Standing beside Fun Xiaonan and looking at the operating table over there, Deputy Director Qian turned his head and glanced at Fun Xiaonan, and suddenly said slowly: "Can I know what this acupuncture method is called?"

"The Heavenly Needle Locks Life!" said authentically, imitating Xiaonan.

"Tian Needle Locks Life?" Deputy Director Qian retelled softly, and then hesitated: "My grandfather used to be an old Chinese doctor, and he is also good at acupuncture; I learned it with him for two or three years when I was a child, but I have never heard of this acupuncture!"

Fon Xiaonan did not expect that Deputy Director Qian would have such experiences, so he did not hide it at the moment and said indifferently: "This acupuncture method originated from an unknown doctor in the Ming Dynasty. It has very good results, but its technique is special and ordinary people cannot learn it; therefore, it is not widely circulated!"

"Oh... So that's it! This Chinese medicine doctor is indeed more profound than I thought!" Deputy Director Qian nodded with an sigh.

Fang Xiaonan also looked at the Deputy Director Qian curiously and said, "Since you are so interested in traditional Chinese medicine, why do you learn Western medicine?"

"Haha... I also thought about inheriting my grandfather's Chinese medicine method back then, but my grandfather studied traditional Chinese medicine for 30 years and was considered to be admitted to the Tao. I was a little anxious, and my grandfather said that I was not suitable for studying traditional Chinese medicine, so he sent me to medical school!"

Deputy Director Qian sighed slightly.

"So that's it!" Fun Xiaonan nodded in understanding, which is the truth; this is the Chinese medicine, which emphasizes metaphysics, is easy to learn and difficult to master; it requires some talent. Relatively speaking, Western medicine is much more intuitive and suitable for more people.

At this time, outside the operating room, the young man with an ordinary face looked at Wu Lingfeng nervously and said, "Director Wu, do you think this imitation of Xiaonan is really reliable?"

"It should be reliable! If this really hurts the heart, if it weren't for those silver needles, Ronana wouldn't have lasted for so long!" Facing this young man who was much younger than him, Wu Lingfeng did not dare to neglect at all.

"And, if Ronana really... I think Xiaonan should also know that he will have a lot of trouble. And after I know Ronana's identity, I am very concerned about Ronana's safety... I think I won't do anything randomly!"

Listening to Wu Lingfeng's words, the young man nodded slowly. He naturally saw this, otherwise he would not have agreed to follow Xiaonan into the operating room.

But at this moment, he was still confused. Isn't the words Xiaonan said before coming here, so I was really strange?

Even if he knew about the story of the Qingmei Hero and knew that Nana was the granddaughter of the Qingmei Hero, it wouldn't be like this, right?

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