Chapter 17

Zhou Wutong's words are like pie.

Immortal board board, originally eight people work together to do, this operation may not be successful, just a fight. Now there are four people left, and the chance of success has to be reduced by half. It's like looking for yourself to be a substitute, OK?

, in a flash, Huang Ziping had no love for Zhou Wutong. He thought he was more kindly than them. Who knew that they were birds of a feather? Is fame that important?

I really don't know how many hospitals are having the same thing, how many doctors are not acting and how many patients are suffering. It's no wonder that so many cases of medical trouble have been staged in turn. These bastards have given medical trouble a chance to survive, and then medical trouble has made them even more inactive because of fear. In the long run, doctors must be made public enemies of the people by them!

Huang Ziping doesn't expect them any more. Anyway, he will try his best to save them. Whether he has enough skill or experience is another question. If he can't help it, he can only stick to his head. Anyway, he has no fame, no status, and nothing to be afraid of losing.

but heroic spirit is now heroic. Now the situation is to tell family members that Zhou Wutong will go. Zhou Wutong will not promise. He can only do ugly things himself.

Opening the door of the operating room, Huang Ziping glanced and sat opposite. The couple who just got up couldn't bear it. They have panic in their eyes, and all kinds of pain and worry, and they have to tell them such tragic things. Isn't that tantamount to stabbing in their heart?

However, there is really no choice, which is part of being a doctor. Because of the urgency of time, he was able to speak out the cruelty as quickly as possible.

The couple listened to Huang Ziping's words and looked at each other. The woman covered her mouth, and tears kept pouring out from the corners of her eyes. From the crystal clear reflection, Huang Ziping also saw her sad self.

After he asked a few questions, he suddenly grabbed Huang Ziping's hand and said incoherently, "doctor Huang, you must try your best. It's their blessing to be able to save them. It's their life if you can't, but I beg you to do your best."

Huang Ziping felt that he already knew that the experts were looking for excuses to escape. A pain in the heart, but also hard to grasp each other's arm, said: "please rest assured, I will do my best."

"Thank you."

"I went in. Judging from the current number of people, the operation may take five or six hours. You need to be psychologically prepared."

"Can't we add another man?"

"No, it's not helpful to add it temporarily. It's not enough time for them to participate after reading the materials."

"Well Don't put too much pressure on you. We depend on you. I'll thank you all my life. " With that, the sad and strong father let go of Huang Ziping.

Huang Ziping glanced at the girl and felt uncomfortable. They place all their hopes on themselves. If they fail, how much harm will it do them? Is that worse than no hope?

, with an unspeakable sadness, Huang Ziping returned to the operation room. After a little calm, he began the operation with the assistance of two local experts and Zhou Wutong.

Frankly speaking, his hands trembled a little when he applied the needle, and his mental pressure was particularly high.

God, it's not an adult, it's a baby, it's just a baby. It's hard to find the right acupoint, and it's even harder to insert it, and he's not proficient?

It took almost ten minutes for six needles and six acupoints to be inserted. After successful observation, Huang Ziping was relieved to see that there was no problem. Then he became nervous again soon, because that was only the first step, and there were still many steps to go. Every step was extremely dangerous, and there was no mistake, otherwise it would be an irreparable situation.

Huang Ziping took a few deep breaths and picked up a sharp scalpel that had been detoxified.

At that meeting, the two experts who were in charge of the operation had already set up the auxiliary instrument, waiting for Huang Ziping to cut the knife. They all cast their eyes on Huang Ziping, including Zhou Wutong. Their eyes were not blinking, and their eyes were somewhat worried and somewhat fortunate. I'm worried that I don't know whether this young man can do it or not. Fortunately, even if he can't, his responsibility is not great.