Shermi's many years of surgical experience suddenly found that Zhang Yaleng entered a state of shock, this kind of shock is not ischemic shock, and neurological shock, simply put, is the shock of severe pain.

Of course, Shermi can terminate the operation now, but that would be equivalent to declaring the operation a failure, Shermi would not choose to do this at all, if he did, it would be equivalent to pushing himself to death, he completely believed that Qiao Feng would do what he said, he didn't want to take this risk.

"Mr. Zhang?! Feed! Sober up! Do you want to waste all your efforts?! oh，***！ Shermy slapped Zhang Yaleng's cheek with his hand, trying to make Zhang Yaleng come to his senses, but it didn't seem to work.

"Dean, what now? Should I get a cardiotonic injection? Naturally, the nurse on the side also noticed that the situation was wrong, so she asked Shermi how to deal with it.

"No, you can't inject it, and you have to stop the injection." Shermi shook his head, obviously not going to do that, and he was frowning now, thinking hard.

"But......... Dean......... Human life is important...... If you don't inject again, the patient will ............" A deputy, who seemed to be very experienced, said to Shermi, who usually has no say on the operating table.

"Shut up! Bring the stunner! Prepare for CPR! Give me all the execution! I said, the operation must be completed today, and whoever dares to question it will give me a permanent roll out of the hospital! Shermi yelled impatiently, frightening the surrounding doctors and nurses stunned, it was so abnormal, Dean Shermi had never been angry during the operation in their memory, and he didn't know why he stubbornly insisted on the operation when there was an emergency

However, the doctors and nurses did not dare to disobey Shermi's orders, so they began to work again. Shermi also has no way to do it, he is now bent on waking Zhang Yaleng up, the electric shock device and cardiopulmonary resuscitation are not very trial in this case, because Zhang Yaleng's heart did not stop beating at all, just passed out, normally the best way is to inject cardiac agents or other drugs to stimulate Zhang Yaleng, but now these stimulating drugs cannot be used, so only physical methods can be used.

Soon everything was ready, the back of the operating chair that Zhang Yaleng was sitting on was lowered, Zhang Yaleng was allowed to lie down horizontally, the electric shock device was connected and charged, and then Zhang Yaleng's chest was slammed. After receiving the electric shock, Zhang Yaleng's chest rose and fell, and then a doctor hurriedly stepped forward and pressed his hand on Zhang Yaleng's chest, and so on.

"Hurry, hurry............ Wake up quickly....................." Shermi stood aside and shouted loudly in his heart, he was now the most important person in the operating room, and he couldn't help but think about whether Qiao Feng would let him go if he told Qiao Feng that the operation failed because Zhang Yaleng couldn't bear the pain. If Qiao Feng can give himself another chance, then he can still have another operation after a few months, but I don't know if Qiao Feng can wait so long, but seeing that Qiao Feng always urges himself to operate quickly, it should be in a hurry.

"Dean, no, there is no response, it's better to stop the operation, otherwise it will be really dangerous." A doctor came to Shermi and reported that as Shermi expected, this method really didn't work, could it really be that God was going to kill me? Shermi sighed, then shook his head, and walked towards the operating chair.

Zhang Yaleng, who is now lying on the operating chair, is still in a coma, his face is very pale, his lips are a little chapped, and only a slight breath can prove that he is still alive. Looking at Zhang Yaleng in front of him, Shermi was very unwilling in his heart, this guy who didn't know the origin of the Tao had caused him so much trouble, he was originally a famous doctor at the grandmaster level, no matter where he went, there would be countless hospitals throwing olive branches, and he hoped that he could enter their hospital with an extremely generous condition, but now, because of this person, he was embarrassed, damn it, what kind of reason is this? The more Shermi thought about it, the more aggrieved he became, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and finally grabbed the scalpel on the side and stabbed it towards the disaster star in front of him in an exclamation.

Burst! The knife slashed through the left side of Zhang Yaleng's neck and pierced into the back of the operating chair, as long as it was a little off, the scalpel would be ruthlessly inserted into the artery of Zhang Yaleng's neck, waiting for Zhang Yaleng's neck would be death, fortunately, just a wound was drawn, but there was still a lot of blood flowing out of the wound, and the blood vessels in the neck were particularly dense, so the amount of blood flowing out was more than the average wound, and it directly dyed Zhang Yaleng's shirt red, which looked a little terrifying.

Shermi is too impulsive, who let him be held to the head by Qiao Feng with a gun the day before, scared and incontinent, how much he has suffered such a shame, and this shame will accompany him for a lifetime, he feels that if he dies horizontally and vertically, he will simply drag someone into the water together, and he must pull this culprit who made him fall to such a point to die together.

"Dean......! Dean, calm down! Dean?! The doctor, who had a slight reaction to what was happening, hurriedly came over and grabbed Shermi to prevent him from continuing to do anything irrational, and the doctor killed the patient on the operating table.

Shermi also quickly came to his senses, scared out of a cold sweat, he was really too impulsive, if he really killed Zhang Yaleng, then he would definitely be more painful than death, those honors, reputation, family, money, friends, everything would leave him, fortunately he didn't really kill him.

The other nurses hurriedly treated Zhang Yaleng to stop the bleeding, and then bandaged the wound simply, but this one actually made Zhang Yaleng wake up, maybe the previous electric shock only worked now, or maybe the pain that had just scratched his neck stimulated him, but no matter what, he woke up.

Zhang Yaleng's sobriety made Shermi overjoyed, and now he was able to continue the operation, and he didn't care about saying anything to Zhang Yaleng, so he hurriedly beckoned everyone to start the operation again. Fortunately, the delay is not long, although the success rate of the operation will decrease, but at least it is several times better than no success rate.

Zhang Yaleng only felt that there were dots in front of him, his head was still a little dizzy, and he couldn't remember what happened to him just now, but he could still feel a clear sense of pain, in addition to the knees, there was also a hot pain on the side of his neck, but his hands were fixed and there was no way to find out, he would rather faint now, so that he would not have to suffer from pain.

Shermi removed several other hypertrophic bone pieces as quickly as possible, in order to prevent Zhang Yaleng from hurting again, Shermi specially brought ice cubes, one is to help Zhang Yaleng relieve the pain, and the other is to keep Zhang Yaleng awake, and Shermi often talks to Zhang Yalen to divert his attention, which makes Zhang Yaleng feel a lot better, at least he can barely hold on.

After the bone block is removed, the next step is to install an artificial titanium skeleton, which is to reshape a complete kneecap, which needs to drill holes in the bone and then fix it to the original bone so that they fit together perfectly. This time it was bitter again, he was now fragile to death, his facial muscles were already a little spasmodic, this was the manifestation of nerve stimulation overload, and soon this spasm spread to other parts of the body, especially the place where the knee was operated on, and each spasm would make the capillaries that had signs of clotting reopen, and then keep bleeding, which made Zhang Yaleng, who was already in blood loss, more serious.

Time passed minute by minute, and Shermi was now in a race against time, and after quickly installing the artificial titanium skeleton, he began to perform the last step of the operation, tissue transplantation. Shermi is about to undergo a medical dilemma, whether the artificially cultivated human tissue can be transplanted successfully and grow normally depends on how well he completes the operation.