"Bang-"

The electric current is directed directly into the heart, making a strong magnetic collision sound.

Everyone's heart is clenched, and once the patient can't get his heart back to beating, it means that the whole operation has failed.

"Bang-"

There was another loud crash.

"Bang-"

"Bang-"

After the increasing current, the patient's heart still did not respond, and the sweat on Zeo's forehead had been covered layer by layer, and the assistant couldn't wipe it off.

The hand holding the fingertip current retractor trembled slightly, not knowing whether to continue.

If you have more than three consecutive shocks, you can basically consider it a failure......

"Go on, keep increasing the current until the patient's heartbeat is restored."

Qi Mingye's indifferent voice was very clear in the quiet operating room, and the voice without half a decadence made everyone look sideways.

Keep the shock until the patient's heartbeat is restored......

And this kind of statement?!

"As long as the doctor hasn't given up, the patient is not really dead, the time for brain death has not yet arrived, you still have seven minutes, don't sentence yourself to death in advance!"

Qi Mingye's deep voice carried a convincing magic that spread to every corner of the operating room.

Zeo nodded, adjusted the current to its maximum, and re-approached the ends of the heart......

"Bang-"

"Bang-"

"Bang-"

The beating sound of an electric current passing through the heart is unusually clear in the operating room.

It seems to have entered a tug-of-war of wrestling, a battle between doctors and death, a contest between life and death.

Zeo repeats the movements of his hands over and over again, and his preoccupied demeanor is eye-catching.

"Didi-"

An uplifting sound sounded on the heartbeat detector.

"Master, the patient's heartbeat has regained its heartbeat!"

Zeo's voice fell, and he raised his head excitedly and looked at Qi Mingye.

Qi Mingye had already started to continue his work as soon as the heartbeat meter sounded, and a smile was on the corner of his evil mouth, which was an affirmation of Zeo.

Zeo didn't dare to hesitate, put down the electric shocker, and quickly walked to Qi Mingye's side.

"Change the line and push the magnifying glass one centimeter."

Putting the needle and thread in his hand on the tray and throwing it on, Qi Mingye issued a new command.

His eyes were firmly fixed on the arteries and blood vessels that were sutured under the magnifying glass, "I will take out the hemostat now, and the second deputy will test the sutures to see if there is any bleeding." ”

"Yes."

Soon, the hemostat was taken out by Qi Mingye and stopped in mid-air.

One second, two seconds......

"In half a minute, there was no bleeding, and the arterial repair operation was a success."

"Master, the patient's heartbeat has been confirmed to be restored......"

"Master, the patient's state of brain death has stopped......"

The good news kept coming.

Qi Mingye's expression under the mask was always faint, maintaining his usual calmness, putting the hemostat on the tray, slowly standing up, and giving up the position of the main knife.

"The second deputy continues my work, Zeo, and can start the chest sutures, using manual blood supply, and be sure to ensure that the blood supply is sufficient until the end of the operation."

"Yes."

"Yes."

Two voices rang out at the same time.

The operation has been carried out to the final stage, and it can be completely controlled by the two deputies, giving them a chance to grow.

Qi Mingye stood with his hands tied, staring at the team with blazing eyes and continuing the next work, everyone was fast and cautious.