Chapter 635: Individual Invincibility, Individual Powerlessness! ~(Please Subscribe!)~

In Enshi at the end of June, heat waves rolled on.

The stifling air seemed to solidify, pressing down until it was suffocating.

In the early morning hours, the cicadas' clamorous, tireless chorus drilled piercingly into the eardrums.

Night fell like ink, shrouding the entire courtyard.

Potted plants stood silently under the dim light, branches and leaves drooping, as if they too were bearing this boundless stifling heat.

The pebble path wound like a slumbering giant python; the pebbles gleamed with a cold luster in the night, smooth and round.

This is a place for recuperation, not an emergency battlefield. The design here is not for racing against the clock to rescue, but to let people relax body and mind, and rest slowly.

The 120 ambulance cannot reach the Surgical Diagnosis Area directly.

Even a stretcher cannot reach the Surgical department directly.

Transporting the patient still requires manpower to carry.

"Han Zhiliang, this side."

"Lan Tianluo, you go over there."

"Luo Tingzhu, you over there..."

Han Zhiliang is a Hand Surgery veteran. Lan Tianluo is my fellow trainee, Luo Tingzhu is my girlfriend; all are people Fang Ziye commands well in the first echelon.

The four each took their positions; the other professors continued with debridement!

Fang Ziye felt slightly at ease at this moment.

As the stretcher and patient gradually approached, Fang Ziye began to step back quickly.

"Come here!" Fang Ziye put on his gloves, movements swift and forceful.

His gloves were sterile, a faint scent of talcum powder wafting in the air.

"Arrange them in order, thank you for your hard work, everyone!"

After Fang Ziye spoke to the transport personnel, his gaze turned to Lan Tianluo. "Tian Luo, you follow Doctor Han, go check the third one!"

"Professor Yan Huanan, you take charge of the second one."

"I'll take charge of the first one."

Professor Zhou Vassal and Professor Hu Hongqing were still busy, couldn't disturb them...

But the three new critical patients must be rescued separately.

Time was urgent, allowing not the slightest hesitation.

Fang Ziye went directly to the first patient,

Enduring the mixture of blood smell and disinfectant permeating the air.

"Which doctor rode along?" Fang Ziye asked while starting inspection.

On the patient's body, a conspicuous label was attached.

No green, no yellow, no black. Only glaring red, shocking like fresh blood.

This is the mark of emergency triage.

Red represents critical.

Green, condition mild, no immediate treatment needed. Yellow, condition medium, needs prompt treatment. Black, patient deceased, abandon resuscitation.

The red label appeared exceptionally glaring in the night.

After Fang Ziye's eyes moved past the red label, they scanned the patient's whole body like a precision instrument, brows tightly locked, gaze sharp.

The nursing team was in position, coordinating with Fang Ziye's movements.

The cardiac monitor beeped, oxygen mask covering the patient's mouth and nose, providing the most basic life support.

This is the most basic life support, crucial in emergency rescue.

The hospital area must do it well.

Can operate directly without medical orders.

"Which doctor rode along?" Fang Ziye thought no one heard, so he asked again.

120 has ambulance doctors; they are professionals too. They've experienced all kinds of rescue scenes, have rich experience.

They should know this patient's situation best; asking directly saves time.

In emergency rescue, every second is crucial.

"The ambulance doctor went back." The transport security guard answered.

He kept his head down, not daring to meet Fang Ziye's eyes.

Fang Ziye's gaze instantly froze.

"Went back?" His gaze, sharp as a knife, as if it could pierce through everything.

"Right!" The security guard nodded.

"Didn't say anything?" Fang Ziye pressed further.

"Right!" The security guard repeated again.

Fuck your mother! Fang Ziye cursed inwardly.

Brows tightly locked, his whole face turned ugly.

The 120 ambulance doctors' professionalism is extremely strong.

They absolutely would not dare the slightest slackness.

Patient not delivered, not handed over; in principle, they cannot leave without authorization.

This is professional ethics, and responsibility to life.

Unless?

Unless the situation is extremely abnormal! Extremely special.

The on-site situation far exceeded expectations.

The 120 doctors must function like assembly-line workers, forced to stay busy with transport.

One ambulance can only transport one person……

So they can only take turns transporting.

The 120 ambulance doctors dare not make this decision.

"I really didn't say anything!" the security guard repeated again.

He recognized Fang Ziye, knew Fang Ziye's skills were good, but can you not look at me like that?

If the ambulance doctor had said something, would I dare not tell you?

Fang Ziye was not old, but at this moment his expression was solemn, his gaze cold and clear, imposing without anger……

"Group Leader Fang, check the patient first." Professor Yan Huanan broke the silence.

Fang Ziye had just arrived, so he felt surprised, but they had already experienced several waves.

They had long since grown accustomed to it.

"This one is a patient with lower abdominal injury."

"Professor Hu, let's switch, I'll come handle the burn! ~" Professor Yan Huanan turned back and suggested to Professor Hu Hongqing, his voice urgent, seemingly carrying an order.

Professor Yan Huanan is from Trauma Surgery; currently the sanatorium has no Gastrointestinal Surgery, so only Hepatobiliary Surgery personnel can double as General Surgery for rescue treatment!

"Coming!" Hu Hongqing hurriedly withdrew from the burn patient's treatment; he jogged over, wiped his forehead, fatigue showing between his brows.

But he got started without the slightest hesitation.

No one responded to Fang Ziye anymore, as if this "Group Leader" did not exist.

In emergency rescue, the patient's life is above all else.

At this moment, only the patient matters most.

Even if your own father came, he'd have to stand aside, unless it's critical, unless the condition is severe.

The cicadas' cries were still clamorous.

The stifling air made one feel suffocated.

Luo Tingzhu approached, her expression calm, but her eyes held a trace of panic: "Blood pressure low, blood oxygen saturation not high!"

Her voice was calm, rapidly reporting the patient's vital signs to Fang Ziye.

"Right upper limb, right lower limb, and left thigh trauma……"

"Debridement kit! Laparotomy!" The unprofessional Fang Ziye died.

Fang Ziye hurriedly spoke to interrupt

"Surface trauma is not important. The right upper abdomen was crushed."

Fang Ziye's two hands probed into the patient's abdomen, moving swiftly: "Blunt injury! Liver rupture!"

"Spleen and pancreas rupture not ruled out!"

Professor Hu Hongqing heard this, his body trembled. He and Professor Yan Huanan crossed paths, his face turning pale.

He knew the danger of liver rupture——

"Professor Fang, then should we switch to another?" Hu Hongqing asked hesitantly.

Fang Ziye's momentary daze just now made him feel a bit guilty too, but Fang Ziye serving as Group Leader was Professor Li Yongjun's order.

"No need!" Fang Ziye refused, gaze sharp, tone decisive.

"Professor Hu, you handle that one first. I'll do the laparotomy!"

"Good! ~" Hu Hongqing had no time to struggle.

A nurse approached, her isolation gown stained with bloodstains,

"Professor Fang, the debridement kit is here, just delivered." Her voice was somewhat urgent; she quickly handed the debridement kit to Fang Ziye.

"All new."

Fang Ziye heard this, his Adam's apple rolled, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

What did the other party's emphasis on 'new' imply? It implied they had used old ones before.

The sanatorium, temporarily turned into an emergency center.

This was a helpless measure, resources scarce.

Even the most basic rescue supplies are insufficient.

But right now, is not the time to struggle!

Fang Ziye's gaze was like a hawk's; he scanned the patient's whole body, searching for possible bleeding points.

The nurse tore open the debridement kit!

Fang Ziye swiftly picked up two hemostats. His movements were fast as lightning, without the slightest hesitation.

He directly clamped the patient's proximal femoral artery and superficial femoral artery, controlling the bleeding.

"Doctor Luo, you do your job!" Fang Ziye's tone was cold; he had no extra explanation; he knew Luo Tingzhu needed to focus on doing her job well.

He didn't want to waste time; he had to start surgery as soon as possible.

Even if she was Luo Tingzhu.

"Secure airway, assist venous access!"

"I don't need your help!"

"Prepare endotracheal intubation!" Fang Ziye decisively issued several orders, giving Luo Tingzhu something to do.

Fang Ziye knew he had delayed the patient's time; now he had to win it back.

Luo Tingzhu originally wanted to help, but Fang Ziye's words made her turn around.

"Should we start continuous norepinephrine infusion?" a nurse suggested in a low voice.

"No!" Luo Tingzhu decisively refused, her voice firm, without the slightest hesitation.

"Maintain shock blood pressure; it can reduce bleeding."

Excessively high blood pressure will worsen bleeding.

"Prepare colloid fluid resuscitation, prepare glucose-saline solution!" Luo Tingzhu said.

"But?" the nurse still had doubts.

"No buts!" Luo Tingzhu refused again.

The nurse immediately carried it out; she knew Luo Tingzhu was a Licensed Physician and also a Licensed Anesthesiologist.

Her medical orders must be executed by the Nursing Department. In the medical system, medical orders take precedence over her "buts."

Some anesthesiologists dare not control blood pressure below the shock line; they fear accidents occurring.

Luo Tingzhu dares, and she must dare as well.

At this moment, no need to show off, no need to hide one's abilities, just do one's best.

On Fang Ziye's side, his movements did not stop; he used iodophor gauze to quickly wipe the patient's abdomen, then threw it away.

He knew the importance of disinfection, he knew to avoid infection.

But he had to snatch time like this!

He incised the abdominal skin, his movements clean and neat, without the slightest hesitation.

Frog-shaped abdomen, clearly visible, this is a typical manifestation of massive bleeding within the abdominal cavity.

After the abdomen was opened, blood began to spill out.

The "instrument nurse" beside Fang Ziye had not yet reacted; Fang Ziye had already opened the abdominal wall.

"My negative pressure suction device isn't connected yet!" the nurse said nervously.

His voice trembled and carried some self-reproach; he instinctively felt he had dragged down the rear.

This is not an operating room; instruments are insufficient.

Instruments are insufficient.

But he must find them as quickly as possible.

He must go find them to find them!

"Retractor!" Fang Ziye commanded, his voice calm, ignoring the nurse's panic.

Actually, it was not that the nurse was not fast enough, but rather Fang Ziye, who was fully exerting himself, gave him no time to react.

"I will temporarily cut off the blood supply to the hepatic artery!"

"Surgery must proceed even without the negative pressure suction device." Fang Ziye's gaze was fixed on the liver, where the source of bleeding lay.

Half-layer blunt contusion, especially glaring, this is a typical manifestation of liver rupture.

The male nurse was stunned, but he quickly reacted; he had worked at the Military Region Hospital and seen many major scenes.

He was not yet shocked into disbelief, but after seeing the next scene, his scalp went numb—

Fang Ziye's left hand reached into the blood pool; he was like an experienced hunter searching for prey on a bloody battlefield.

He was like taking something from a bag!

He opened the peritoneal cavity!

He lifted the intestines.

Fat was exposed!

He directly stuffed hemostats into the abdominal cavity to control bleeding.

"Gurgle gurgle! ~" Even though he had stayed at the Military Region Hospital, for a moment he could not tell whether Fang Ziye was killing or saving people! ~

Three moves, five divisions; Fang Ziye stuffed in three hemostats in succession; his speed was so fast it was unbelievable!

But the precision of his technique went unappreciated. Others could not see what Fang Ziye was doing.

Fang Ziye wanted a fourth one; his movements did not pause in the slightest.

"Here!" Song Deqiang freed one hand and handed over a hemostat.

His other hand had to hold the retractor to maintain the surgical field.

"Thank you!" Fang Ziye took the hemostat, precisely stuffed it into the abdominal cavity, not wasting a single moment.

Operation complete!

He took Song Deqiang's retractor and instructed:

"You go connect the negative pressure suction device. If bleeding stops! Immediately transfer to the operating room!"

"Is hemostasis done?"

As Fang Ziye spoke, Luo Tingzhu's endotracheal intubation was still one step away; she had to complete the final fixation.

She endured her shock and did not turn her head!

But Fang Ziye's words still entered her ears; she could not dodge them.

This was her boyfriend, future husband, but an unconscious 'competitive spirit' still stirred ripples in her heart.

Fang Ziye did not answer, and Luo Tingzhu did not ask further for an answer.

Cannot be distracted; must do her own work well!

Don't mind him, don't mind him!

Luo Tingzhu suppressed the tugging in her heart: continue intubation!

But she still secretly glanced at Fang Ziye twice; Fang Ziye had indeed stopped operating, he was only waiting for results.

Fang Ziye's operation was fast, faster than her own intubation; then, Fang Ziye was much stronger than her...

"Venous access established!" a nurse reported.

"Infusion?" another nurse asked Luo Tingzhu; she had to receive a clear instruction.

"Lost!" Luo Tingzhu replied quickly.

Simultaneously alert, everything without distraction!

Fang Ziye watched Luo Tingzhu operate!

Fang Ziye's breathing began to become steady!

He knew Luo Tingzhu had already tried hard, had already done very well.

He had noticed Luo Tingzhu's nervousness, he had even less intention to mock, he knew everyone is growing, must grow!

Otherwise might as well go home sleep, lest cause trouble.

Luo Tingzhu, also must grow.

He could not tolerate anyone dropping the chain in emergency rescue!

If Luo Tingzhu's capability is not up to par, also must go back!

One minute later, the negative pressure suction device, finally connected, the nurses' movements were very fast, they tried hard not to delay any single second.

Song Deqiang approached again, he inserted the suction device into the abdominal cavity.

Blood, rapidly dropping!

Hemostasis effective!

This let everyone sigh of relief.

But how hemostasis?

Hemostat behind the peritoneum, abdomen not fully opened.

Song Deqiang still did not know the fundamental principle within.

"Send to operating room!" Fang Ziye ordered.

"Inform hepatobiliary surgeon, hurry up handle!"

"Hard work you, Brother!" Fang Ziye's tone softened, he knew Luo Tingzhu had paid a lot, also knew this brother had also contributed not a little.

"I haven't finished intubation yet!" Luo Tingzhu was still fixing the endotracheal intubation, she busily replied.

Fang Ziye stuffed sterile cotton pads into the patient's abdomen.

He released the retractor.

Without hesitation said: "Then finish intubation then send! ~"

"Not difference this moment half moment."

Must wait until patient's vital signs stabilize before can transport.

Operations that couldn't save life are all invalid operations, done however beautifully also to no avail.

"Tell people inside, spleen rupture, liver rupture, right renal artery rupture! Timely handle!" He must inform operating room doctors of all patient's conditions.

"Heard..." Song Deqiang nodded.

Fang Ziye yet already turned head walked away!

As if only recognize speak, not recognize you listen or not!

He arrived at Lan Tianluo, Han Zhiliang's patient side.

He wants to go support them, time urgent, cannot have any delay.

Reason choose support Han Zhiliang and Lan Tianluo, is because Hu Hongqing is Chief Physician professor, emergency capability stronger!

Short term inside should not need Fang Ziye help.

Fang Ziye must place energy, on those most needing him.

Emergency Surgery Rescue Small Group is first defense line, they must ensure patients can enter operating room, obtain further treatment.

Save life first! This is primary goal.

"Pelvic hematoma!" Lan Tianluo's voice carried crying tone, his voice trembling, even fear.

When Fang Ziye was Chief Resident, Lan Tianluo had done pelvic hematoma surgery, at that time, Lan Tianluo felt not difficult, as long as steady progress can have very good results.

But when he truly faced it, he only discovered his initial thoughts how naive.

Today he as Free Agent, together with Han Zhiliang facing active hematoma, he only realized, that sentence on textbook how cruel.

He profoundly experienced the meaning behind this sentence——

"Pelvic hematoma, exists higher mortality rate."

This is using life, exchanged for statistical result. Cold statement, like iron hammer, fiercely striking Lan Tianluo's heart.

"Not anxious!" Fang Ziye tone calmly soothed.

"Handling principle still effective!"

"Retroperitoneal hematoma, and simple pelvic hematoma, we can first handle front, with artery as main." Fang Ziye slightly teaching, he hopes through this opportunity, let Lan Tianluo have some growth.

Han Zhiliang dared not speak!

Heart inside yet in chaos.

Not anxious?

How possible not anxious?

Not anxious? Still can call emergency?

His heart full of doubts, he felt Fang Ziye's words somewhat flawed.

I tm thinking what?

Fang Ziye why able so calm?

Han Zhiliang gritted teeth also cannot reverse his floating psychology.

"No diagnosis, no examination data!" Lan Tianluo voice still trembling, he appeared somewhat helpless!

No examination, he did not know how to start.

Fang Ziye fell silent; he did not refute.

Nor did he say anything like "you can't rescue without examining first."

At this moment arguing held no meaning; Lan Tianluo was just Lan Tianluo — he was currently a second-year graduate student about to enter his third year, and he had not been in medicine for long.

He could not hold Lan Tianluo to his own standard; among peers, Lan Tianluo was already near-invincible.

Not everyone has a Panel!

Even the big professors doing this kind of surgery —

blindly opening a hematoma without examination is courting death.

Even with his solid basic skills, Fang Ziye would still prioritize a simple method with a clear diagnosis.

Bleeding point unknown, pelvic hematoma, impossible to explore directly.

The situation was extremely complex, allowing not the slightest mishap —

Fang Ziye could only rely on vascular surgery theory and solid basic skills.

He deduced, calculated, sought the optimal solution; he had to find the most effective solution in the shortest time.

External iliac artery, femoral artery, internal iliac artery, and the numerous branches of the internal iliac artery…

These vessels were as complex as a maze; the slightest carelessness would cause even greater bleeding.

Fang Ziye probed carefully — this was also a form of teaching — but there was no time to explain; Lan Tianluo had to comprehend it himself.

He could only use action to give Lan Tianluo a lesson.

Fang Ziye abandoned the physical examination technique; he relied mainly on probing!

This was the "Estimation Method" — estimate the more severely damaged artery, clamp it first, then find the finer branches.

Fang Ziye kept opening the hemostat and immediately clamping; his gaze never wavered as he observed every minute change.

He was like a seasoned hunter searching for prey in the darkness.

After a dozen or so cycles he finally caught some clues he had obtained.

"Your math is better than mine." Fang Ziye asked Lan Tianluo, hoping Lan Tianluo could gain some inspiration from his operation.

"These parameters I'm doing — you should be able to calculate something from them, right?"

"Only two possibilities: hemostasis effective or hemostasis ineffective!"

"Second-order term?" Lan Tianluo's answer was concise; he understood Fang Ziye's operation in his own way.

"Right!" Fang Ziye nodded.

"What? What are you two doing?" Han Zhiliang could not hold back.

Neither Fang Ziye nor Lan Tianluo spoke.

Fang Ziye could judge the bleeding point through vessel shape and physical examination.

Lan Tianluo could analyze bleeding probability through anatomy, binomial distribution, and calculation!

They used their respective methods to conduct a brainstorming session.

Bleeding point appears, bleeding increases; after clamping, bleeding decreases — every minute change was captured by them.

Lan Tianluo had his own method; he had to break through.

Everyone must find their own path to keep growing.

Fang Ziye and Lan Tianluo completed the position handover.

Ten-odd seconds later.

"Senior Brother, no active hematoma behind the peritoneum?" Lan Tianluo's tone was certain; he had finally found the diagnosis.

"You do it!" Fang Ziye answered; he trusted Lan Tianluo's judgment and believed he could solve the problem.

Employ without doubt; doubt and do not employ!

Han Zhiliang's heart nearly jumped out of his chest; he could not understand and wanted to slap Fang Ziye to death!

Why let Lan Tianluo do it?

How old is he?

He felt Fang Ziye's approach was too risky; he could not understand!

Fang Ziye seemed able to read his murderous gaze: "I'm not leaving!"

Han Zhiliang also looked toward Lan Tianluo.

Lan Tianluo's subsequent operation shocked him — Lan Tianluo seemed to have X-ray vision; under the hemostat's jaws bleeding became less and less, and he proved himself with his own skill.

Lan Tianluo really found the diagnosis, found the bleeding point!

Fang Ziye really completed the teaching!

He used his own actions to give Lan Tianluo a vivid lesson.

Fuck you two mlgb!

You're playing teacher here, speaking in riddles — if you weren't Fang Ziye I'd definitely report you until your own mother wouldn't recognize you.

"Fuck!" Han Zhiliang exploded in profanity because he could not understand or see…

But Fang Ziye is Fang Ziye — he is Professor Fang!

He, Han Zhiliang, is still only a Deputy Director attending physician, not yet an Associate Professor…

"Hemostasis effective; you continue handling the subsequent minor bleeding points." Fang Ziye said quickly.

Fang Ziye did not know Han Zhiliang's mood changes!

It was an order, not a request or discussion; Fang Ziye finished speaking and left.

He had already gone to Hu Hongqing's side to help handle the lower abdominal injury; he had to put his energy where he was needed most.

"You?" Han Zhiliang asked Lan Tianluo.

Lan Tianluo lowered his head and started negative pressure suction; after drawing out the blood he observed with the naked eye whether his hemostasis technique was effective.

Not long after, he smiled and said to Han Zhiliang, "Brother Han, the massive bleeding has stopped, no retroperitoneal hematoma! ~"

"Only small artery damage, pack with gauze."

Lan Tianluo wouldn't explain anything to Han Zhiliang; some things, if you understand, you understand, and explaining is useless if you don't.

Han Zhiliang felt ignored, but he could only ignore others' ignoring of him! ~

Minor bleeding just needs packing and hemostasis to quickly send the patient into the operating room.

He is the Surgical Team Leader; he must decide.

"Prepare to send to the operating room," Han Zhiliang said loudly.

……

Hu Hongqing is a professor of Hepatobiliary Surgery; he definitely knows basic anatomical structures like the back of his hand!

But this patient's injury is in the perineal region!

Professor Hu Hongqing could only grit his teeth and rely on his basic skills at this moment; he knew he must do his best.

"Professor Fang, you've come..." Hu Hongqing raised his head.

Fang Ziye didn't answer; just after putting on gloves, he directly began 'exorcising demons'...

Fang Ziye arrived, three moves five divisions two, hemostasis complete!

His movements were so fast as to be unbelievable.

Intestinal injury, bladder injury, feces and urine mixed, foul stench, possibly peritonitis too.

The situation on site was extremely terrible.

But that doesn't matter!

As long as he doesn't die now!

There's a chance to enter the operating room!

Emergency rescue is effective and successful!

What they must do is race against time, striving for more survival chances for the patient.

Fang Ziye's hemostasis was clean and decisive: internal pudendal artery hemostasis, vesical artery hemostasis, superior mesenteric artery and branches hemostasis...

"Professor Hu, it's done."

"Send the patient into the operating room!" This was not a discussion, but an order.

"Good!" Hu Hongqing nodded!

Hu Hongqing is a mature professor; he knows some things just need to be done, no need for Fang Ziye to explain, let alone popularize science!

He, Hu Hongqing, doesn't need to know how Fang Ziye did it; the result is right here!

That's the key point.

"Transfer the patient to the operating room, tell the operating room staff to handle it as soon as possible; if not handled, still assign someone to monitor."

"The Anesthesiology Department is responsible for life monitoring."

"Others..." Hu Hongqing finished speaking and only then looked to the side, instantly gasping!

During rescue, one must be fully focused; he simply didn't know Fang Ziye had already made a round in such a short time!

Of the other two patients, one had already been transferred away, the other was merely in a state of pending transfer.

Right?

Were three severe emergency patients just received?

Joking?

Of course, still that saying.

Now is not the time to question principles and whys.

In emergency situations, only result theory!

Moreover, even in non-emergency situations, he, Hu Hongqing, couldn't question Fang Ziye.

All three patients had destinations; they could finally breathe a sigh of relief for the moment.

A nurse looked at the time; from patient arrival to rescue end, less than nine minutes; she was shocked by Fang Ziye's speed and efficiency.

"Current time, early morning four o'clock five minutes twenty-three seconds!" the nurse emphasized!

At least she had to remember this moment; it recorded Fang Ziye's awesomeness.

Whether Fang Ziye knows this detail or not, she noticed it.

Professor Hu Hongqing's body trembled, the cervical spine behind his neck made a crack sound!

He looked at Fang Ziye in astonishment; his expression was extremely shocked!

Fine! If not seen with his own eyes, he simply couldn't believe Fang Ziye was actually so powerful!

Is this Fang Ziye the same Fang Ziye who was panicked at the start of rescue because he didn't ride with the transferring doctor?

Fang Ziye actually, by himself, sent three patients into the operating room in such a short time!

His combat power is terrifying!

Is this Fang Ziye's personal ability?

If this efficiency and speed can continue, if Fang Ziye could have arrived at the Yangyuan earlier, the current Surgical Group's death toll absolutely would not reach double digits.

"Professor Fang, I finally understand why Professor Li recommended you so highly! ~" Professor Hu Hongqing's expression began to calm down.

The more perverted Fang Ziye is now, the more at ease their small group can be.

One Fang Ziye is worth a million troops!

Fang Ziye looked again; the other few patients before Fang Ziye's arrival had also finished emergency treatment and were out of life danger.

Burn patients, after treatment, will all be transferred to the Emergency Observation Area, not even needing the operating room.

Non-fatal elective surgeries can only wait.

The current topic isn't disease treatment, only life-saving.

"I'll take that as Professor Hu praising me then." Fang Ziye said with a laugh.

The rescue ended, a brief rest is possible.

Just, suddenly.

"Beep beep beep beep!" The phone rang!

It was Fang Ziye's mobile phone, but it wasn't on him!

The nurse close to the phone immediately answered the call, Professor Fang Zhikuan's voice urgent: "Group Leader Fang, that patient just now, went into shock!"

"He also has an aortic dissection, we didn't discover it!"

"You hurry over!" Fang Zhikuan invited.

"Has it already ruptured?" Fang Ziye's voice was low, the joyful and calm mood from just now, swept clean in an instant.

"It ruptured, it ruptured!" Gu Yi's anxious voice sounded from beside Fang Zhikuan.

"It ruptured, Group Leader Fang, you hurry over!" Fang Zhikuan said anxiously, carrying a thread of urging.

"Give up, rescue the next one." Fang Ziye's voice turned cold, refused.

"What?"

Professor Fang Zhikuan's throat squeezed out this word, as if an invisible hand clamped his throat.

The muscles on his face twitched slightly, his eyelids also blinking rapidly a few times, displaying his inner shock and bewilderment.

"Group Leader Fang, this patient we worked on for nearly two hours..."

"Give up, switch to the next surgery!" Fang Ziye's words were like a cold blade, not a trace of warmth, directly severing Professor Fang Zhikuan's defense.

"Hmph hmph hmph hmph..." A string of rapid breathing sounds, from far to near, like heavy footsteps, treading on everyone's hearts, the air seemingly therefore becoming tense.

"Fang Zhikuan! I'm telling you to give up the surgery! Switch to the next patient!" Fang Ziye's voice raised again.

"I am currently the Emergency Surgery Group Leader!"

"Received!" Professor Fang Zhikuan's voice became weak and powerless, like a deflated ball, his tone filled with frustration and helplessness.

(Chapter End)