The sound of the ambulance flute is always so harsh and heartbreaking. Qiu Jin never thought that he would sit on this day, nor did he think that Long Cheng'ang would stay on the stretcher in such a embarrassing and quiet manner: "Xiao Mo..."

"Don't be afraid, it'll be fine." Xiao Mo comforted Qiu Jin and continued to pay attention to Long Cheng'ang's situation. Judging from the results of the instrument's inspection, the situation was not very optimistic. Even if Long Cheng'ang took a medicinal bath to exercise since he was a child, he was just a physical body. Under the damage of such strength, he could not hold on.

"Please open another infusion channel." Zhang Xiaomo ordered the nurse who was accompanying the car.

The nurse looked at the doctor who was traveling with him, and the doctor nodded. Although he didn't know what Zhang Xiaomo did, he also called on the way here. No matter how the other party was going to deal with it, he listened to them: "Full work with this person..."

"Zhang Xiaomo, it turns out that the emergency department of the central hospital. I haven't asked you for advice..."&1t;i>&1t;/i>

"My surname is Dr. Zhang. I'm afraid I can't handle such an injury." It's not that I'm underestimating myself. Dr. Wu has not been a doctor for a long time, and the hospital he is not big and has insufficient clinical experience. He really can't handle such injuries.

Zhang Xiaomo looked at him and said, "If you will have surgery later, can you please help me? I can't handle such an injury alone, so I need a doctor to help me."

In fact, Dr. Wu was a little scared, but under Zhang Xiaomo's momentum, he could not refuse, so he could only nod his head obediently: "I will try my best to cooperate with Dr. Zhang."

Seeing his lack of confidence, Zhang Xiaomo enlightened him: "There shouldn't be many such cases in your hospital. Just consider it as studying and don't have too much burden. Dr. Zheng from the emergency department of the central hospital is also coming here. You can rest when he comes. Of course, it's fine if you are willing to stay for observation."&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Although Dr. Wu’s skills are not very high, it does not mean that he wants to live a life simply like this. Now that he has such a good opportunity, he is certainly willing: "Doctor Zhang, don’t worry, I will do my best to cooperate with you."

"Thanks!"

Perhaps Long Chengxuan's phone number worked. When the ambulance was parked in front of the hospital's emergency building, a doctor who looked a little older and several nurses ran over: "How is the situation of the injured?"

Dr. Wu immediately reported the situation. Zhang Xiaomo looked at the old doctor and said, "Have the plasma and concentrated red blood cells been sent? Is the operating room ready?"

"The operating room is ready and surgery is ready, and the CT can be photographed on the operating table."

Seeing that all these things were arranged, Zhang Xiaomo looked at him gratefully: "Thank you!"

After sending Long Cheng'ang into the operating room, Zhang Xiaomo stopped Qiu Jin: "Xiaowu, help me accompany Miss Qiu. I'll go for the operation."&1t;i>&1t;/i>

"Okay!" Xiaowu also knew that he couldn't help with the next thing. The only thing he could share with her was to take good care of Qiu Jin.

After changing clothes in a hurry, Zhang Xiaomo came to the operating room: "How is the patient's condition now?"

“Distolic blood pressure…”

While listening to the nurses' reports, Zhang Xiaomo stood in front of the ct wall to judge Long Chengang's injury. After looking at it for a while, she had already had a scheming in her heart: "Okay, let's... let's start!"

I thought that Dr. Wu was the only one who helped him, but seeing that the old doctor was there before, Zhang Xiaomo nodded to him and stood directly in the position of the main surgery: "Scalpel."

Another battle with the God of Death. Even though she had undergone countless operations and snatched countless people from the God of Death, she still maintained a sense of awe for the surgery and even the operating table. Because she knew that even a little negligence could cause irreparable losses to the patient.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

It is precisely because of this that even though she had just experienced those things and was still feeling a little uncomfortable in her body, she would only be the emergency doctor Zhang Xiaomo when she stood in front of the operating table.

An hour later, Dr. Zheng came over with two nurses from the central hospital. After the hospital receptionist knew their identities, he immediately took them to change their clothes and entered the operating room.

Before dinner, Zhang Xiaomo, who had been undergoing surgery for more than an hour, saw him and nodded to him: "Do you know the patient's situation?"

"I already understand." While speaking, Dr. Zheng nodded to the two doctors present, and then said, "You go and have some rest first, eat something before coming here. Leave it here to me."

The two of them worked together at the center countless times, and Zhang Xiaomo was very familiar with the situation in front of him. He nodded and put down the work in his hand, and hurriedly went to have a meal.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

After dinner, she sat for another five minutes and confirmed that her physical strength had recovered. Then she rushed back to the operating table: "This person... I'm sorry, I haven't asked for advice yet..."

"My surname is Wu." The old man looked at Zhang Xiaomo.

Also his surname is Wu? But Zhang Xiaomo didn't have time to think about it now: "Doctor Wu, go and have a rest first and let me do it." The old man looks not young anymore. After standing for more than an hour, he is also burdened with a lot of body. Zhang Xiaomo dared not let him continue: "Doctor Xiao Wu, please stick with it."

Dr. Wu looked at Zhang Xiaomo and finally nodded and moved out of the way: "Thank you for your hard work."

The operation continued until Long Chengxuan arrived, and Qiu Jin and Xiaowu were still staying outside the operating room: "They haven't come out yet?"

When Qiu Jin saw Long Chengxuan coming, he seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw: "Brother Xuan, Xiao Mo and Cheng Ang are both here, will Cheng Ang be in trouble?"&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Long Chengxuan was also worried about his brother, but now, he has done everything he can: "I have some confidence in Xiao Mo, she can definitely save Xiao Ang." After that, he took the thermos from Wanrong: "I know you can't eat, so I brought you some soup. Drink it. Xiao Ang came out later, you still have to take care of him and accompany him."

Although she didn't want to eat, after listening to Long Chengxuan's words, Qiu Jin took the thermos he handed over and barely drank the soup by herself. But as she drank like this, her tears fell: "Brother Xuan, will Cheng Ang have something to do? What if he..."

"No!" Before Qiu Jin could finish her words, Long Chengxuan had already interrupted her directly: "Xiao Ang has experienced so many things and has survived. This time with you, he will definitely not have any problems." Speaking of this, he patted Qiu Jin on the shoulder: "Xiao Jin, I know that such a request is a bit too much, but from now on, you have to be stronger than all your time, do you understand?"&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Qiu Jin looked at Long Chengxuan and looked at this face that was almost exactly the same as Long Chengang. Finally, she nodded vigorously and reached out to wipe away the tears from her face: "I can do it, I will definitely do it!"

"Doctor Zhang, the patient's blood pressure..."

"Alamin 10 ml." Zhang Xiaomo ordered without raising his head, but his movements were not slow at all. Dr. Zheng was a little surprised, but Dr. Xiao Wu was a little surprised. How rich is this experience to do this? Moreover, she is not old, right?

Only then did he understand why Zhang Xiaomo had the courage to say that she had done this surgery. People with such skills were of course qualified to say such things. Looking at Zhang Xiaomo like this, he suddenly felt a sense of pride in his heart, and he also wanted to become an excellent doctor like Zhang Xiaomo.

Zhang Xiaomo didn't know that her behavior had changed a person's life, so she could only focus on the surgery in front of her. She hoped that she could rescue Long Cheng'ang from the hands of the god of death.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Time passed by minute by minute. When Zhang Xiaomo pinched the last bleeding point, Long Cheng'ang's blood pressure finally returned to normal. Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief: "Okay, it will take a few more hours to cheer up."

Dr. Zheng, who had been silently cooperating with her, said: "Your face is not very good. Let's go to the side for half an hour first. I'll do it here. Dr. Wu, please give me a blow."

Zhang Xiaomo's situation is indeed not very good. She has been holding on until now, just thinking about stabilizing Long Cheng'ang's injury before resting. Now that Long Cheng'ang's condition is stable, she feels relieved: "Okay!"

Sitting on the rest chair beside her, Zhang Xiaomo took off his mask tiredly, and a bottle of water was handed to her: "Drink some water."

"Thank you." She took the water bottle and looked at Dr. Wu: "You haven't gone back yet?" He didn't go to work tonight, right? He received a call from Long Chengxuan, so he rushed over temporarily?&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Dr. Wu used his chin to signal Long Cheng'ang on the operating table: "Where is the reason why the patient is still on the operating table, but I'm going home?" After saying that, he looked at Zhang Xiaomo: "You are not in good health?"

"I inhaled some ether today and I kept feeling dizzy and nauseous." Zhang Xiaomo told me about his situation, but also concealed some of the situation. There is no need to make everyone know about his family affairs.

Dr. Wu nodded: "I am a doctor, so I should pay more attention to my health. Without a good body, I don't even have the qualification to go to the operating table."

I don’t know if he is talking about him or himself, but Zhang Xiaomo nodded in recognizing him: “I will pay attention, thank you Mr. Wu for reminding me.”

"Doctor Zhang's technique is good, who did you learn it from?"

"I used to follow Professor Yang at Medical University in C City. Later, I went to F City and observed many surgeries, and gradually I became what I am now."&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Dr. Wu nodded: "Old Yang... No wonder. He should be proud again next time the class reunion. OK, stop talking, hurry up and close your eyes and rest. I will call you later. Tonight, I'm afraid I still have to endure it."

In less than half an hour, Zhang Xiaomo had woken up. She went to the toilet first, re-disinfected, and entered the operating room again: "Doctor Zheng, you have some rest, I'll do it."

Dr. Zheng, who had also undergone surgery for several hours, looked at Zhang Xiaomo and found that her face had recovered a little. Then he nodded: "Okay, I'll take a rest for half an hour."

The next few hours of surgery will take, and it will not work without maintaining full energy. This is why he did not force it.

The operation continued until it was slightly dawn. When Zhang Xiaomo and his friends sutured the wound and pushed Long Cheng'ang out of the operating room, Long Zeting and Tian Tian had already arrived: "Dad, mom!"

"Are you tired? Sitting and resting first." Seeing Zhang Xiaomo's pale face, even if he was worried about his son, Tian Tian still helped Zhang Xiaomo sit down first.

Zhang Xiaomo shook his head, looked at Long Zeting and Tian Tian and said, "Xiao Ang's injury is temporarily stable. As long as there is no postoperative syndrome, there will be no problem with life. However, because the injury is too serious, the later rehabilitation is more troublesome. I suggest... send him to Switzerland."

After hearing what she said, Long Zeting was silent and asked, "Is it not possible in China?"

"There are too many things in China. With Xiao Ang's personality, if there is something wrong, he will not rest at ease. Moreover, just in terms of rehabilitation, Switzerland is indeed at the top of the world, which is better for him." Zhang Xiaomo looked at Long Zeting and said, "Dad, this is my advice from a doctor's professional perspective."

After a moment of silence, Long Zeting nodded: "Okay, when he wakes up, I will arrange for him to go to Switzerland." Although he usually feels impatient with the two brothers, it does not mean that he really doesn't pay attention to it and does not feel sorry for his two sons: "Xiao Mo, thank you for your hard work."

"It should be, Xiao Ang is also my brother."

"Uncle, aunt, I want to accompany Cheng Ang to Switzerland." Qiu Jin, who had been standing aside, suddenly spoke: "I want to take care of him."
Chapter completed!