"Intern doctor?" Luo Yongtang's brows furrowed.
"It's Chen Fan, he's the only surgeon in our psychiatric hospital."
"This is ridiculous! An intern doctor who hasn't even entered an operating room, how can he perform such an operation! If something goes wrong, can he bear the responsibility?" As he spoke, Luo Yongtang was already walking towards the sterile room, intending to stop the surgery.
"Lao Luo!" Just as Luo Yongtang was about to push open the door of the sterile room, the middle-aged man who had been following behind him suddenly called out.
"Chongshan, what is it?" Luo Yongtang stopped and asked.
"Director Lian, the Chen Fan you mentioned earlier, is he tall and thin with short hair?"
"Yes, he's the only doctor in our hospital named Chen Fan." Lian Wenxin nodded.
"Lao Luo, don't worry, I think this surgery should be fine." The middle-aged man said, looking at Luo Yongtang.
Luo Yongtang frowned deeply, "Should be fine? What do you mean by that?"
"Lao Luo, remember what I told you this morning on the phone, about the miracle doctor at your hospital?"
"That person is Chen Fan," the middle-aged man replied.
And this middle-aged man was none other than the director of the community hospital from last night, Zhang Chongshan!
"What? The miracle doctor you were looking for is Chen Fan?" This time, it was Luo Yongtang's turn to be shocked.
The other doctors and nurses present also exchanged glances, looking incredulous. They all thought Director Zhang had lost his mind, calling a surgeon from a psychiatric hospital a miracle doctor!
"That's right, I witnessed Dr. Chen Fan's medical skills yesterday. Besides, you are a psychiatrist. If you go in now, you'll only be causing trouble. It's better to wait for the ambulance to arrive and go in with the surgeons," Zhang Chongshan suggested.
Luo Yongtang pondered for a moment and could only nod, but his face was still filled with worry. After all, if something happened at the psychiatric hospital, he, as the director, would be held accountable.
Meanwhile, inside the sterile room.
Chen Fan pushed several tables together, creating a makeshift operating bed.
"Squeak!" Suddenly, the ward door opened, and a figure rushed in.
"Dr. Qin? Why are you in here?" Chen Fan looked at the doorway, appearing somewhat taken aback.
Qin Shuran had already changed into sterile clothing and, wearing surgical gloves, entered the sterile room.
"How can you perform surgery without anyone to assist? I'll help you."
"But..." Chen Fan hesitated.
He understood that if there was any accident during his surgery, Qin Shuran might be implicated and even unable to wear her white coat again.
"But what? Hurry up with the surgery!" Qin Shuran quickly walked to Chen Fan's side and reprimanded him.
Chen Fan looked at Qin Shuran with gratitude, then nodded, concentrating his mind. The condition of the patient's brain appeared before Chen Fan's eyes.
"We don't have any cutting tools, how are we going to open the skull?" Qin Shuran asked, looking at the wound on the patient's head.
"Isn't there a wound here?" Chen Fan pointed to the wound at the back of the head.
"How can you perform brain surgery through such a small wound?" Qin Shuran's eyes widened. Even as a psychiatrist, she knew that brain surgery required opening the skull.
Chen Fan said nothing further, reaching out to ask Qin Shuran for a scalpel.
Qin Shuran had no choice but to hand the scalpel to Chen Fan. Seeing Chen Fan cut open the patient's scalp, Qin Shuran suddenly regretted her impulsiveness.
However, at that moment, Chen Fan had already broken through the scalp and directly inserted a hemostatic forceps into the patient's brain.
"You're crazy!" Qin Shuran suddenly cried out.
Chen Fan was startled by the shout, but fortunately, his physical condition was good, and his hand did not tremble. Otherwise, if he had touched the brain, the patient would have died.
"What are you yelling about?"
"Aren't you afraid of injuring the patient? Do you have any common sense? Brain surgery requires a craniotomy!" Da Feng Novel Network
"We don't have the conditions, do we? Stop shouting, I guarantee it will be fine!" Chen Fan assured her and continued to insert the hemostatic forceps deeper.
At this moment, streams of dark blood flowed out from the patient's wound.
Although to Qin Shuran, the wound was already blocked by blood, and she couldn't see what was happening inside, Chen Fan had a complete understanding of the situation in the patient's brain. He could even clearly see the position of the hemostatic forceps.
Qin Shuran's heart was in her throat, fearing that the patient would suddenly spit out blood and die.
Chen Fan carefully located the bleeding blood vessel, then asked Qin Shuran to hand him the needle holder, and began to suture the ruptured blood vessel in the patient's brain.
It should be noted that such surgery often requires the assistance of a microscope because the blood vessels in the brain are very fine, and some are even hidden within the brain tissue.
Seeing Chen Fan insert his hand through such a small hole to "blindly" suture the blood vessel, Qin Shuran was stunned.
Qin Shuran's small hands were covered in cold sweat. She could only hope that the patient could hold on a little longer, at least until the ambulance arrived.
"Bang!"
Just as Qin Shuran was praying, the previously closed door was pushed open again.
Several doctors and nurses in emergency uniforms, along with a few doctors in white coats, rushed into the sterile room.
"Chen Fan, the emergency doctors are here, why haven't you stopped! I'm telling you, performing surgery on a patient without authorization, you're going to be disciplined this time!" Lian Wenxin, who had rushed into the operating room with them, saw Chen Fan still operating and shouted at him.
Taking advantage of the surprise, a sly smile appeared on his lips. He knew that Chen Fan was finished this time!
"Quick, quick, put the electrocardiograph on the patient!" A doctor in an emergency uniform shouted and then went to the patient's side to check his condition.
Several nurses brought the electrocardiograph and attached it to the patient.
"Beep beep beep."
"Dr. Tian, the patient's heartbeat is stable, and vital signs are relatively stable," a nurse reported quickly.
What? Heartbeat stable, vital signs stable?
Upon hearing this news, the doctors and nurses standing at the door were all shocked.
When they brought the patient in earlier, they had all seen that the patient's breathing was very weak, and he was clearly on the verge of death. How could his vital signs be stable now?
Chen Fan, who had been operating on the patient, also stopped his movements.
At this moment, Chen Fan's forehead was covered in sweat, and his surgical gown was completely soaked.
Even with the aid of his divine eye, Chen Fan felt somewhat overwhelmed by such a difficult surgery.
"The cerebral hemorrhage has been stopped, and the patient's condition is currently stable, but within half an hour, internal organ surgery must be performed. Her kidneys and liver are ruptured, and there are signs of spinal fracture," Chen Fan said, putting down the needle holder and instructing the emergency doctor.
After speaking, Chen Fan walked towards the door.
"Dr. Chen." Seeing Chen Fan approaching, Zhang Chongshan quickly went to meet him.
Zhang Chongshan's confidence in Chen Fan's medical skills was growing.
"Director Zhang." Chen Fan called out weakly, but at this moment, Chen Fan's legs suddenly gave out, his vision went black, and he collapsed directly to the ground.
"Chen Fan!" Suddenly, the sterile room descended into chaos again.