This Doctor Fang is worse than her at this moment, his brain is filled with water.
Doctor Fang was stared at twice and did not dare to say anything.
Being a doctor is something you can¡¯t give up easily. He just wanted to push the patient directly to surgery because he was afraid of what he said, which was not right.
Physicians also give the best consideration to their patients and fight for them until the last moment.
People in the control room heard what was said in the sterile operating room, and everyone knew that Jin Tianyu's next attempt might determine the patient's life or death.
Yu Xuexian¡¯s brows were solemn, and he could only continue to wait for the final result.
Fu Xinheng made a gesture to Li Chengyuan. If he saw something wrong, he immediately called the anesthesiologist to come down.
Li Chengyuan picked up the phone.
Xie Wanying¡¯s eyes were fixed on the operation situation on the other side of the glass, and the words in her heart came to her throat again: She wanted to try, even if she was alone, if she could work hard to find a way.
But how her brain calculates now, she can¡¯t figure out how to do it alone.
"Yingying, can I help you do it?"
Who is talking to her? Suddenly, she felt like she was having an empty dream. Because she knew Dr. Song would never sound like this.
Turning her head, she looked at the speaker with uncertain eyes: Is it Classmate Pan?
Pan Shihua¡¯s fair and gentle face is like a clear white moonlight, quietly exuding flexible power. Seeing her looking over, he nodded to her to confirm that she heard correctly.
"What did you say?" Feng Yicong came back to his senses and glanced at Classmate Pan in surprise.
Who does this classmate Pan want to help? Want to help Yingying? The female top student in Yingying¡¯s class? No one can understand her operation.
Feng Yicong muttered in his mind that classmate Pan was overestimating his abilities. When taking the initiative to apply for a job, you must first determine your own strength. Even the monitor, the second best student in the class, would not dare to say that.
As the son of a doctor, Yue Wentong always acted cautiously. The last time he dared to say that he was helping classmates was because he had been in a mental hospital. He was very unfamiliar with today's PCI, so he dared not speak. He was not Classmate Xie, and it was as if Classmate Xie had installed a massive knowledge base in his body and became a medical know-it-all.
¡°Besides, the last time he assisted her in inserting a cranial drainage tube, he did almost nothing and she did it all by herself.
Those who can truly match her skills must be on the same level as hers.
At this stage, only Song Xuelin has it.
Yue Wentong glanced at Classmate Pan with a meaningful look: I want to sympathize with this female top student in the class and do something to help. The monitor can understand your feelings, but the teacher is here and does not want to do anything to the class.
Pan Shihua¡¯s expression immediately became reserved. After the class monitor¡¯s kind reminder, he noticed a group of teachers and fellow students looking at him.
Yu Xuexian, Fu Xinheng, and Li Chengyuan locked their eyes on Classmate Pan, and their eyes lit up with curiosity: Where did this person come from?
¡°It¡¯s normal for the teachers and senior brothers to not recognize or remember him. Like cardiothoracic surgery, he never had a turn. Only an eye-catching medical student like Xie can first win the attention of teachers in other subjects.
Pan Shihua's psychological pressure suddenly increased sharply, and his fair and beautiful face turned a little blue and white.
"What's his name?" Li Chengyuan turned to the others and the nurse and asked who recognized this person.
The nurse shook her head: I don¡¯t recognize it.
Fu Xinheng¡¯s cold eyes flashed with displeasure: Whoever says anything at this critical moment will be fully responsible. Not to mention that medical students can talk and express random opinions. Because it is likely to affect important decisions. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com