At this time, everyone saw that this wounded man was not simple. Surgery is not child's play, or it is given to a dean, and if you can't do it, you still can't do it.

The director of the Department of Orthopedics, including the director of the Department of Orthopedics, was silent, Ouyang had already given up hope, and then she had to face it whether it was lightning and thunder or dismissal on the spot, and when Ouyang had already turned around, Li Hongtu of the Department of Orthopedics spoke.

"It's really not good, just ask Zhang Fan. I think he's at the top of his game in orthopedic surgery. I'm a bit unqualified as an assistant to him. "Lao Li is a good person, at this moment, no one dares to talk nonsense, this is to take responsibility.

"Hurry up and get in touch!" Ouyang said to the director of the medical office.

Zhang Fan had already been awakened by the sound of the hospital's siren, and he could see the situation in the hospital from where he lived. "Something is wrong. Zhang Fan muttered in his heart, quickly put on his clothes, and walked towards the hospital.

At the gate of the hospital, Zhang Fan saw a lot of military vehicles, police cars, and several soldiers, and he could smell the smell of fireworks after firecrackers were lit. His phone rang, and Zhang Fan saw that it was the director of the medical department.

"Director?"

"Where are you, come to the hospital. There are emergencies. ”

"I'm at the door. ”

"Great, run, fast. ”

After hanging up the phone, he happily said to Ouyang: "Doctor Zhang has arrived at the door." But Ouyang's expression did not change at all, and the senior director and deputy senior director of surgery in the hospital couldn't count on it, pinning their hopes on a transfer doctor, which was ridiculous to think about.

"Quick, look. There is no hope. As soon as Zhang Fan entered the emergency department, he was pushed into the emergency room by the head nurse of the emergency department, and Lao Li took the CT and MRI and handed them to Zhang Fan.

Two minutes later, Zhang Fan said, "It's difficult!" Ouyang's lost face was a little angry, "How sure?"

"10%, the medulla oblongata is a forbidden place for surgeons, fortunately, the bone fragmentation absorbs most of the energy of the bullet, edema is estimated to have appeared, once a critical point is reached, death may occur at any time, and if one is not careful during the operation~~ The error tolerance rate of this operation is too low. There can be almost no errors. Zhang Fan said after thinking about it for a while.

Ouyang's dead heart was resurrected, and the 10% chance was already very high, and the two deputy directors of the Department of Orthopedics didn't dare to answer, Zhang Fan pointed out the danger of the operation as soon as he came, and there was a chance of success. Explain that there is a certain degree of certainty.

"You have to be responsible for what you say, this is not child's play!" Ouyang said with a grim face.

"I'm sure, I'm in charge. Zhang Fan said in the face of this Ouyang.

Time waits for no one, and no one dares to delay. Ouyang said: "Hurry up and make a surgical plan, and I'll report it." After Ouyang went out, Xue Fei was on night duty today, he quietly went up and grabbed Zhang Fan's arm and shook it twice, saying, "It's really difficult." Be careful!"

This is friendship, great friendship. He reminded Zhang Fan when he desperately offended Ouyang. Xue Fei watched the whole incident from beginning to end, and said something unpleasant, the operation was successful, everything was fine, once it failed, the consequences were not something that a small doctor and a small ordinary person could bear.

"Thank you. Brother Xue!" Zhang Fan also said quietly.

Duties, the duties of the healer. There is no need to say anything without a system, with a system, no matter who the other party is, as long as he is lying in the hospital, he is a simple patient and does his best. Today is a 1% chance, and Zhang Fan will be on it.

When the day he has the system, it already represents that on the road of medicine, Zhang Fan can only move forward and not retreat! Then rush with blood! God has given him a chance, no matter life or death, he and the wrist of the god of death have been broken.

"I'll be your assistant!" Lao Li said.

"Count me in. Yu Bin, the director of the gods, also stood up.

"And me. Chen Qi also stood up.

This moment is like disaster relief, as long as someone takes the lead, someone dares to go. All those who stand up are the top surgical beings in the hospital, and some other low-seniority doctors have no chance even if they dare to go up. Zhang Fan's impression of Lao Li and Chen Qi in the orthopedic department is too profound, and the flowing orthopedic surgery is no one in Chasu City.

At the entrance of the emergency department, Ouyang reported to the leader: "There is a 10% chance, and time is running out, it is estimated that there are only forty minutes, and the further back, the lower the chance." "The speech was fast and concise, but the points were clear.

The two leaders are entangled, and now they don't have much time to talk about it on the phone. The middle-aged soldier gritted his teeth and said, "Do it." After a pause, he said, "Hurry up and operate." The leaders of the municipal party committee didn't say much.

When Ouyang looked at him, he nodded.

Surgery begins. Anesthesia is the director of the anesthesiology department, the itinerant nurse is the head nurse of the operating room, and the surgical nurse is the nurse with the most powerful and comprehensive skills in the operating room.

In the support group, Ouyang is the team leader, and the vice president in charge of surgery is the deputy team leader. The director of cardiology, the director of the neurology, the director of the respiratory department, and the director of the imaging department are the team members. Just stand by at the door of the operating room.

The incision is extended along the bullet opening, and the suction of the suction device is opened to a minimum, taking into account all the accidents that can be imagined. The ophthalmic forceps gently plucked away the broken bones and entered them little by little.

"Breathing, heart rate, blood pressure. Zhang Fan carefully carried out the operation under his hands, and always paid attention to the patient's vital signs.

"Breath 16, heart rate 63, blood pressure 80/50mmHg," said the anesthesiologist.

"It's all at the critical level. Zhang Fan had a bottom in his heart, and then said: What is the minimum blood pressure can be lowered.

"If it is lower, it will shock the blood pressure, and the perfusion will be insufficient. I'll talk to the director in my heart. "The head nurse of the tour went out of the operating room and invited the director of cardiology in.

The blood pressure began to drop, and Ren Li, the director of the heart, said: "Dr. Zhang, it can't be low anymore, and it can't last too long, otherwise insufficient perfusion will cause thrombosis and reperfusion damage." ”

"Good!"

At this time, Zhang Fan had already cleared the visible broken bones, and the needle in his left hand was fixed with the bullet tail, without a trace of trembling, not only Zhang Fan's, but also Yu Bin's whole body was sweating, too nervous.

As long as Zhang Fan's left hand trembles slightly, the warhead advances or deviates a few millimeters, maybe the consequence is the death of the sick number, the suction device is a plastic soft straw, usually very light and almost no weight thing, Yu Bin grabbed it with both hands, although it could not reach the point where Zhang Fan did not move at all, but he also tried his best not to let the suction device have a big shaking.

The surgical gown was soaked, and the air conditioner was useless. The secretion of adrenaline has made it impossible for the air conditioner to regulate the body temperature of several surgeons.

"Hemostatic cotton 1/5, two layers clamped. Zhang Fan can only move one hand now, and if he wants to use instruments, he can only explain to the operating nurse.

Reaching out, the instrument was firmly placed in Zhang Fan's hand. Gently enter, pack, "sutures, small needles, short return lines." Zhang Fan began to suture and repair the artery.

Several assistants, the nervous atmosphere did not dare to come out, gently stuffed a little bit and sutured a little, gently moved the warhead backwards little by little, and the hemostatic cotton entered little by little, as long as there was a little shaking, the operation might fail, and the sick number died.