A group of people looked at Zhang Huayao and found: Hey, what's wrong with this person?

Zhang Huayao's expression turned out to be abnormal, and he could see that he was a little hesitant and didn't know what he was doing.

Seeing this man's expression, Tan Kelin's heart skipped a beat: Could it be that this person was like him who was in front of his students?

Looking back on her homework answers before, Zhang Huayao was shocked to realize that every word she said includes:

There will be no heavy bleeding during the operation, right.

During the operation, patients will have a sudden heart attack, right.

The patient will not be able to find the cause of this heart attack during the operation, right.

It exceeds all doctors' prevention judgments, right...

Where did her prediction come from with such accurate prediction? She confessed that it was her own feeling. Could it be that she had the feeling of a prophet?

Doctors are scientists and do not believe in things like gods, ghosts, and ghosts. Zhang Huayao's thick eyebrows tightened, like a fierce wolf's gray eyes hidden in his grey eyes, and he was trapped in thinking with a bit of review.

Outside the operating room, many people heard the teacher rescued him.

Bang bang bang bang, many people knocked on the door and shouted loudly: "Open the door, you guys!"

"Why did they close the door?"

"What do we want to do if we don't let us go in?"

Seeing that the door could not be opened, the people coming from outside were so anxious that they were so anxious that they were thinking about it.

The nonsense of people reflects the surgeons’ habitual “black humor”: “Did they do something to Teacher Lu secretly in it?”

These guys predicted that there was nothing wrong with their rescue, and they were all joking about them, and were preparing to stimulate them to open the door quickly.

The people in the operating room had a tacit understanding, and they didn't open the door and didn't respond. Let these guys wait outside. Anyway, it's useless to let someone come in, it will only cause trouble.

"Continue." Zhang Huayao waved his hand.

The surgery cannot be delayed. The more you delay, the more you will increase the physical burden on the patient. Just anesthesia is not over, which will be burdened by the patient. As for the reason, look back and look for it slowly.

At this point, he had to admit that the answer to her homework was correct. If the doctor could not prevent it, he could only take the doctor's reaction speed. It is one of the common work contents for doctors, especially for cardiothoracic surgeons.

After considering this, her excellent answer seems to be somewhat corresponding to the style of a cardiothoracic surgeon.

The members of the surgical team returned to their respective positions and continued to perform the surgery, giving the operation a quick ending.

Zhang Huayao put his hand on his mother's chest and kept moving.

After the operation, the nurse walked to the door of the operating room and shouted, "Neurosurgeon Dr. Cao, come in."

Others must retreat without causing trouble.

If a patient has a heart accident, he is most afraid of irreversible brain damage caused by insufficient blood supply. If the heart is saved and the brain cannot be saved, it will be brain death or vegetative.

Just following the nurse's report, the doctors standing outside waiting realized something unexpected should have happened in the operation room.

"It's probably a cardiac arrest."

Hearing the other people's voice, Yu Xuexian scratched his hands hard on the back of his neck. Just now he received a call from his father and ran over from the gastroenterology department.

I am most afraid of this kind of thing, which is even more terrible than the sudden heavy bleeding of the patient.
Chapter completed!