Chapter 759

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Protagonist:

Fang Ziye

"Director Fang! ~"

"Director Fang."

As Fang Ziye raised his hand and devoutly entered the new operating room, Deng Haibo from Vascular Surgery and Wang Zongkai from Orthopedics both called out politely.

"Professor Deng, Director Wang." Fang Ziye changed his clothes while tiptoeing to glance at the operating table.

The patient in the operating room next door was certainly in critical condition, but this patient's situation was also a complete mess.

Although Tang Xiaoping liked to call for consultations, he would not call for them indiscriminately without reason.

The surgery had not paused; when Fang Ziye stepped up, everyone on the platform had already yielded the First Assistant position to Fang Ziye.

After Fang Ziye stood in position, he discovered that Chen Guofeng, Director of Emergency Surgery, was also on the platform, merely leaning near the patient's right hip, carefully handling the liver contusion.

Fang Ziye seriously scanned the general abdominal situation once, his expression turning grave, his tone hesitant: "How did this patient get like this, looks like he was minced."

"No 'looks like'. He was minced."

"The cause of the accident is under investigation; if there hadn't been an expert from Peking Union Medical College Hospital among the 120 ambulance doctors, he wouldn't have survived the scene."

"When we just received the patient, the abdomen was a mess. Blood, intestines. Feces, meat……"

"The only fortunate thing is the aorta wasn't injured." Deng Haibo said.

After Deng Haibo finished his brief explanation, he added: "Now the superficial manageable vessels have all been handled more or less, but Director Fang you can also see the current situation."

"Your Orthopedics bilateral lower limbs — are you going to amputate directly, or rebuild the vessels?"

The lower abdomen was minced; apart from the aorta, all arteries and veins presented as fragmented segments.

The patient was rescued from the scene by emergency instruments, and moreover an expert on site created arterial and venous segmental channels for the patient, only then did the patient achieve circulation.

Currently speaking, the bilateral lower limbs' blood supply has almost completely been lost.

Although Wang Zongkai was responsible for the Orthopedics consultation, after handling for a while, he also could not make a decision now.

This is Orthopedics' scope of business, the primary duty Fang Ziye should undertake.

Hearing this, Fang Ziye's mind secretly steadied——

Deng Haibo and Tang Xiaoping were still secretly supporting him; he was first an Orthopedic Doctor, then a Zhongnan Hospital doctor.

During emergency rescue, if even his own primary duty wasn't done well, yet he went to rescue instead, even if he saved a few people, he could not escape the responsibility of "dereliction of duty".

Fang Ziye did not reply, approached the operating table, and quickly sorted through the lower abdominal situation.

Wang Zongkai wasn't doing other things temporarily, but the bilateral lower limbs' microcirculation instruments had already been put on, the bilateral lower limbs had independent circulation and blood oxygen supply, currently not yet to the point of necrosis.

The pelvic intravascular structures had all disappeared, and there was also no tricky problem of pelvic hematoma existing.

But unlike other 'common' patients, although this patient's bilateral lower limbs had completed independent circulation, how to connect the circulation into the human body's circulation became the biggest difficult problem.

Fang Ziye roughly read the patient's situation for nearly a minute, then understood Deng Haibo's meaning: "Director Deng, let's handle the liver hilum first! ~"

Although this patient's bilateral lower limbs cannot be saved, he will not die because of the bilateral lower limbs' condition.

Currently, his more critical point lies in how to first repair the human body's systemic circulation after completing abdominal hemostasis.

The abdominal vessels were minced into segments; besides the bilateral lower limbs' femoral arteries needing reconstruction, the internal iliac arteries and other branches of the internal iliac veins similarly need reconstruction.

And this is a super major operation.

Deng Haibo calling him most directly was certainly about how to save the legs, but since he's come, Fang Ziye certainly wouldn't only manage the legs.

Deng Haibo let out a breath of relief: "Director Fang, then let's begin."

"This patient's liver hilum system, mainly has these several places……"

After Fang Ziye took over the surgery, Wang Zongkai asked relatively cautiously: "Ziye, do you want me to go watch next door?"

As an Orthopedics person, Wang Zongkai was concerned about whether problems would appear in the operating room next door after Fang Ziye was called over, whether an Orthopedics-no-man situation would appear because of Fang Ziye's departure.

Fang Ziye shook his head: "No need. Going would have no great meaning."

The patient next door, his condition lies in bizarre changes, what situation will appear during surgery is all hard to know, Wang Zongkai going would be useless.

That patient, as long as no one goes to cut his four limbs, he will not die because of four limb hemorrhagic disease.

Even if four limb vascular embolism occurs, that is also what Vascular Surgery should be troubled with……

Comprehensively assessed, Fang Ziye felt, this operating room, investing more time, can instead obtain relatively certain expected therapeutic effect.

Wang Zongkai did not busybody ask further, but continued toward the lower limb direction responsible for cleaning up local trauma.

Performing debridement at this moment not necessarily has meaning, but now the manpower on the operating table is sufficient, Fang Ziye has already taken over to help Vascular Surgery's rescue, Orthopedics' trauma encountered still has to continue doing down.

"This artery, directly ligate it then loosen the vascular clamp, this branch artery mainly supplies abdominal cavity fat, retaining it now has no meaning."

"Also this kind of small branch can also be directly coagulated."

"Ligating for hemostasis during emergency hemostasis is a stopgap measure, after the hemostasis operation is completed, one must start doing subtraction. Clear out the surgical operation space first."

"This side's vein has already broken, remove it first, estimate it can't be used either, look, it's actually already a false cavity, proximal and distal ends both severed, merely embedded in tissue, no connection ends left……"

Fang Ziye was guiding Deng Haibo and Chen Minghao two people in local handling of Vascular Surgery.

Chen Guofeng and others for a time couldn't distinguish whether Fang Ziye was ultimately the Orthopedics Director or the Vascular Surgery Director.

Deng Haibo is a Vascular Surgery professor, knowledge reserve is extremely strong.

Fang Ziye able to, under current circumstances, so meticulously give guidance to Deng Haibo and Chen Minghao two people, and not suggestions, and the guidance effective.

This kind of skill, ordinary people difficult to fathom.

Deng Haibo coming to the operating room wasn't to play, before Fang Ziye entered, the rescue's main act had always been Deng Haibo 'starring'.

Professor Chen Guofeng temporarily used a cotton pad dipped in sterile saline pasted on the liver's surface bleeding surface, then again yielded position, letting Fang Ziye and Deng Haibo two people perform better.

After stepping back diagonally half a step, Chen Guofeng gained a better view and could focus his attention on the two of them.

What could be seen was that at this moment, Vascular Surgery's Deng Haibo and Professor Chen Minghao both bowed slightly, pricked up their ears, and their gazes were vertical.

All along they had been following Fang Ziye's hands, without any hesitation.

No questioning, no counter-questions.

Deng Haibo and Chen Minghao are absolutely mature surgeons; they know that at critical moments, any waste of time is shameful.

So they dared not waste time.

But to make Fang Ziye's words command absolute obedience, this is absolutely when Fang Ziye conquered the two of them into "total submission"!

This absolutely is not because of Fang Ziye's deep background.

With Deng Haibo's status, even if Fang Ziye's background were deeper, on the operating table it would not make Deng Haibo "kneel and lick".

In this way, it rather corroborates the rumors in the hospital about Deng Haibo's rise to power...

"Watch closely." Chen Guofeng glanced at Shen Qing, and Shen Qing immediately retracted his playful gaze, devoting his full attention to Fang Ziye's "blank-space" approach.

The so-called blank-space approach means temporarily clearing away unimportant vessels to isolate the more critical blood supply system, thereby gaining more vision and obtaining a clearer rescue strategy.

Save life first, treat disease later is a major principle.

No single textbook can normatively define this major principle; one can only adapt to circumstances.

Patients do not get sick according to textbooks, especially in Emergency.

After handling it like this for nearly ten minutes, Deng Haibo only then raised his head slightly: "Director Chen, you can start on the liver now; all the small bleeding points in the caval venous system have been dealt with."

"We'll go over to the abdominal cavity side first and sort out the splenic-pancreatic blood supply for you."

Chen Guofeng nodded: "Good, thank you for your hard work, Director Deng!"

Severe abdominal emergency is absolutely not a solo act by one specialty; only elective surgery is performed by a single specialty alone.

The celiac trunk and its branches are one of the most complex blood supply systems in the human body.

Arteries and veins are intricately tangled; after injury they become even more unsystematic. Even with a transparent understanding of the anatomy, trying to clear from the celiac trunk from the start would feel extraordinarily headache-inducing.

At this moment, the patient's intestinal injury is still relatively severe.

Displaced vessels, the foul odor of small and large intestinal contents, and other factors make the operation even more difficult...

But headache or not, the operations that need sorting out must continue to be sorted out.

This time, Fang Ziye did not just give pointers without operating; instead, he personally converted the first assistant position into the lead surgeon position and led the team to begin sorting...

Vascular Surgery's operations are of course not just completing hemostasis so simply.

The patient's circulation is relatively stable; currently there is no emergency blood loss risk of drastic blood pressure changes, but there is also a risk of extensive oozing.

If the oozing is not handled, continuous blood loss will make the patient's previous rescue efforts come to nothing.

Time gradually advanced another twenty minutes or so.

Another person stepped on the operating room's foot-sensor airtight door; not many people raised their heads to see who had come.

But after the person wearing green scrubs entered the operating room, they looked around left and right, then quickly ran to Fang Ziye's side: "Master, the patient next door died."

Fang Ziye at this moment was working on the left gastric artery; the hemostat in his hand trembled.

After a deadlock of nearly three seconds, Fang Ziye continued operating: "How did they die?"

Death at this time made everything Fang Ziye had done from the resuscitation room to the operating room become futile.

The newcomer was Hu Qingyuan; Hu Qingyuan said: "Ventricular fibrillation leading to cardiac arrest."

"Pressed for half an hour, still couldn't rescue them! ~"

"Teacher Li Kai heard you were back and had me come tell you."

Fang Ziye was originally still pretending to be calm; he turned his head and said: "Which operating room are you talking about?"

Pressed for half an hour?

Then wouldn't that mean he died just after I came out of the operating room? Impossible.

"Room 2!" Hu Qingyuan said.

After Fang Ziye heard clearly, he wanted to give Hu Qingyuan a slap.

Both relieved and feeling a bit sad.

Relieved that the patient he had worked hard for nearly over an hour still had no death notice; sad that he was ultimately just one person, unable to split himself.

Otherwise, perhaps the patient in Operating Room 2 could also have been saved.

Fang Ziye even felt a bit irritable—

Did he delay too much time on that "resuscitation room" patient? Otherwise, he certainly could have been like at the sanatorium, saving all the patients who entered the operating room.

What does this count as now?

One for one?

Fang Ziye's thoughts were turning, but his operations never stopped, and as his thinking gradually entered the "ethereal" realm.

Some of Fang Ziye's operations became even more "effortless" and "natural"; under the blessing of Level 6 perfect-grade Hemostasis Technique and Suturing Technique, Deng Haibo and Chen Minghao's gazes became exceptionally strange.

Able to do what others cannot, that is awesome.

Able to think of what others cannot think of, that is incredible.

After a few moments of belated realization, Deng Haibo coughed once: "Director Fang, what operation is this?"

"How come, operating like this? Operating like this works too?" Deng Haibo's voice was not loud, just muttering in a low voice.

The sound only reached the few people at the operating table; even Hu Qingyuan only caught a few scattered words.

"If I think it can be done, I'll operate like this; there's nothing to study about this." Fang Ziye replied.

No explanation, no showing off, just stating it blandly like that.

If it's something technical, it can be taught.

So-called technique is a skill obtained through a certain amount of repetitive practice.

So-called foundational power is definitely grinding work; if foundational power is insufficient, do not even covet it.

Just like unless one is a genius who transcends cognition, no one can understand a Mathematics Department Doctor's research project at the elementary school stage.

This is a matter of foundational power, not whether you are smart or not.

If technical basic skills have not reached the perfect stage, Fang Ziye's operation simply cannot be repeated.

"Oh! ~" Deng Haibo's mouth rounded, his heart hiddenly twinging a bit.

Since his promotion to Associate Professor, no one has dissed his own capability as insufficient, saying what things not to go learn.

Seemingly returning to ten years ago in a single morning, the scene of being led by his Person of Gratitude, Deng Haibo seemingly also felt some sighs.

The surgery's atmosphere was extremely rigorous, it can be called a standard textbook-style surgical atmosphere.

Besides the Anesthesiologist's occasional stern medical orders, the Circulating Nurse's acknowledgments, only the Monitor's beeping sound remained constant.

No sighs, no jokes, no dirty jokes, no phone calls, no Nurse's gossip.

A Small Master's Student like Hu Qingyuan, one meter away from the operating table, strictly observed the operating room's viewing discipline.

No Lead Surgeon's haha, nor the Assistants' "sensible"!

Occasional sounds of cutting suture, ligating were also crisp and neat, mouth to hand arriving.

The Circulating Nurse's occasional pause cycles, breathing all tightened, inhaling deeply, abdominal muscles contracting, stepping like a cat, afraid landing sounds heavy would affect the Lead Surgeon on the platform's operating force...

Don't know how long.

"Open another bottle of Sodium Bicarbonate." The Anesthesiologist shouted again.

At the same time, Fang Ziye propped up his own waist, looked at the Surgical Field, then said: "The abdominal blood supply reconstruction is about done, the iliac artery and femoral artery blood supply temporarily don't need to be managed, second stage reconstruct again."

"If the patient can hold on, five days later perform surgery treatment again."

"If we still handle it today, the strike on the patient might be a bit too great."

Deng Haibo hearing this, also let out a long breath of Relief, saying: "I also feel being this Cautious is better."

"Director Fang, today fortunately there is you."

"Have to say, convinced! ~"

"It's already early morning twelve forty, you've been in the Operating Room nearly three hours!"

Hepatobiliary Surgery's Chen Guofeng has already left, at this moment staying in the Operating Room is Xu Haoyang: "Director Fang, Director Deng? Then we start handling the pancreas?"

Deng Haibo nodded: "Can handle, hard work you guys finishing up."

"If there are other situations later, call our phones."

Immediately after, Deng Haibo asked again: "Today these several patients, rescue rate how?"

"Seventy percent ba."

"I heard Director Chen say, eleven patients entered Emergency Department, Resuscitation Room had one not pressed back."

"Emergency Operating Room 2 lost one, one entered eicu, around ten forty, rescue ineffective death."

"Pity, if that eicu one could First Time transfer to Operating Room, might still have been saved."

Fang Ziye Free Time, asked a sentence: "Operating Room 9's patient surgery ended?"

"Situation how?"

Xu Haoyang hearing this, eyes lightly narrowed, as if recalling.

But ultimately, he is not Emergency Department people, he only responsible for Hepatobiliary Surgery rescue, not like Chen Guofeng that kind, is Emergency Surgery people.

Xu Haoyang shook his head.

Hu Qingyuan immediately very Sensibly ran out of the Operating Room.

Fang Ziye's Thoughts hadn't lasted How Long, Professor Deng Haibo's Mobile Phone rang, from Vascular Surgery's Liu Faming.

Circulating Nurse directly chose to connect, Speakerphone, Deng Haibo remote dialogue: "Liu Faming."

"Director Deng, Operating Room 7." Liu Faming just simply said a sentence, then no more words.

"Vascular acting up again......" Should be people on the platform so shouted a sound.

Fang Ziye and Deng Haibo two people hearing this, looked at each other, then neatly began stepping back.

After retreating several steps, Fang Ziye came behind Deng Haibo to help him undo collar.

Sensible Circulating Nurse three steps as two steps ran to Fang Ziye's behind to help undo clothes.

"Go! ~ Go look." Deng Haibo undid clothes, saw Fang Ziye had already taken off Gloves.

Fang Ziye also couldn't be bothered to take his own Mobile Phone.

Quickly Rushed a hand wash, two people directly arrived at Operating Room Seven, directly used Hand Disinfectant Foam to start coating full Arms.

Two people almost very Synchronized in 'scrubbing hands' simultaneously began side-stepping toward Operating Table side.

Deng Haibo suddenly movement a pause, Scolding started: "Liu Faming you going what crazy, simple a transient vascular spasm scared you into what appearance?"

Liu Faming originally head buried, hearing sound raised a bit.

Seeing Deng Haibo and Fang Ziye both appear in Operating Room, some moved again some Panic.

"Director Deng, I! ~" Liu Faming's heart very Wronged.

Teacher Deng, Grandpa Deng, Ancestor Deng.

I am Liu Faming, I Attending ah, I just came down from Chief Resident not yet one year, I just truly newly promoted Attending, I just Doctor Graduated not yet Three Years!

You don't treat me as Associate Professor use okay?

Deng Haibo glanced at side Fang Ziye, then looked at with Fang Ziye similar age but than Fang Ziye older several years Liu Faming, Deng Haibo more and more felt still other people's "children" good.

"Hairy rash, not a bit Surgeon appearance."

Deng Haibo Scolded a sentence, Turn Head said: "Director Fang, Hard Work you, this side I come just fine."

At this moment, Deng Haibo felt, New Hospital Area this side Vascular Surgery configuration still too Thin.

One should say Zhongnan Hospital's Vascular Surgery was originally rather thin on the ground.

Orthopedics is still better, Deng Haibo couldn't help but envy...

Fang Ziye's motion of wiping foam off his arm slowed, and then after seeing the patient's condition clearly, he just yawned and walked out.

Here, he indeed didn't need to take the stage anymore, Professor Deng could handle it.

It was Liu Faming who scared himself, and then called and gave both him and Deng Haibo a scare.

However, Fang Ziye didn't roast Liu Faming either.

It's not that Liu Faming isn't formidable, it's just that Liu Faming hasn't grown into his golden period yet.

Five or six-year-old boys who can lift sixty jin are a minority, but once they grow into young men, gritting their teeth they can basically all lift fifty or sixty jin.

Hu Qingyuan at this moment held Fang Ziye's mobile phone and found the operating room doorway: "Master, phone."

"Operating Room 9's surgery has already ended."

"Heard people say, after you left, there were several more episodes of atrial fibrillation and ventricular fibrillation, but they all converted back..."

"Currently the patient has already entered the ICU, it's Doctor Dou Yueyue personally monitoring."

Hu Qingyuan spoke to here, then lowered his voice: "Master, I also heard people say, our hospital's ICU was originally technically peerless."

"Newly promoted Doctor Dou Yueyue, her technique is even more unique in this age group."

"Someone says, she is one of the twin absolutes in the monitoring room."

Fang Ziye heard this, somewhat doubtful: "What's called operating room twin absolutes?"

Hu Qingyuan touched his own abdomen, smiled: "Beauty and technique twin absolutes, one is Shimu, is in the operating room monitoring room, the other is Doctor Dou Yueyue, is in the ICU."

"I saw her in our hospital's Young Excellent Research Scholar Group."

Fang Ziye also knew this group, Fang Ziye was still the Young Scholar Group's cheap lecturer, only after Fang Ziye took this title, he was directly transferred to the sanatorium.

Didn't teach a single class, by the time Fang Ziye came back again, the Young Scholar Team was also too embarrassed to invite Fang Ziye again.

In our hospital's research ranks, Fang Ziye belongs to the super combat-capable type, already surpassed simple youth age restrictions.

Fang Ziye nodded: "ICU lives up to being a Key Specialty, still full of talent ah."

"In the previous session of our hospital's research young outstanding talents, there was a Liang Quyuan, now another Dou Yueyue has followed."

"Also don't know if Rheumatology and Immunology still has..."

Hu Qingyuan decisively shook his head, said in a low voice: "Shimu said no..."

"Currently circulating in the hospital, among the younger generation the more outstanding twin absolutes, are two goddesses, Dou Yueyue and Shimu."

"Of course, if even younger generation, Tianluo Shishu is even more formidable."

"Just Shishu hasn't graduated yet, so hasn't been formally included in the discussion."

"Those in the same class as Lan Shishu are truly pitiful, heard they're Hepatobiliary Surgery, this year also second-year doctoral students, professional capability very strong."

"Actually research output isn't weak either, but compared with Lan Shishu, it completely doesn't count as having research output."

"Just one fifteen-point, two ten-point original articles, and they're not even basic research papers, all clinical trials, personally fed by Dean Wang."

Fang Ziye listened while leading Hu Qingyuan into other operating rooms.

Not really seeking to do anything, just casually look.

Fang Ziye now is Director Fang, representing Orthopedics, can conduct plug-the-gaps on any operating room's orthopedic disease types.

So, others also can't possibly have the opportunity to feel Fang Ziye is showing off.

"What resources did Jie Han give you? How are your information channels this powerful?" Fang Ziye asked.

Comparatively, Fang Ziye's resource groups are very few.

But Jie Han isn't, Jie Han's persona from the start was research big shot, in the entire surgical system, is the most awesome existence.

Fang Ziye grew too fast, not yet his turn to be targeted by these groups, Fang Ziye had already ascended to a step ordinary attendings can't reach.

Lan Tianluo instead looks down on these small fights, simply doesn't want to join ordinary groups.

Rather Hu Qingyuan, has always been the more enthusiastic persona, so in groups he chats heatedly.

Hu Qingyuan this year is Master's First Year, although no first-author major paper of his own published, but from Fang Ziye's research project, extracted one, also published a four-point original article.

Fang Ziye back then, one eight-point original article, could make Xiong Jinhuan panic.

Hu Qingyuan one four-point original article, plus over a dozen major papers as co-author, how could he not stand out at the Master's First Year stage?

This research accumulation can crush most master's students!

"Master, nothing much, just us young people's bragging place, Master you didn't join before ah?" Hu Qingyuan replied.

Today's emergency, he was just an observer, no opportunity to participate, also no one could give him an opportunity within his capability.

Hu Qingyuan's capability is still too inferior, still needs more tempering.

"I back then didn't have such good opportunities as you..."

Fang Ziye shook his head, glanced at the situation in the operating room, nodded at Big Brother Li Hanyao, then withdrew.

At once received eleven surgical trauma patients, Orthopedics attendings and doctoral-and-above all had to turn out in full force.

So, now basically every operating room has someone holding an Orthopedics position.

"Right, if you have channels, continue help me follow up on that Operating Room 9 patient's prognosis, this patient's situation is still rather rare." Fang Ziye said.

Hu Qingyuan nodded: "Okay, Master! ~"

Fang Ziye said: "Inquire again tomorrow, you go rest first."

"I'll go to the rest room to rest a bit."

Still surgeries not ended, Fang Ziye this Orthopedics combat ceiling, didn't easily leave.

But no emergency situation, Fang Ziye also shouldn't suddenly insert and interrupt.

Others also need opportunities to grow and temper!

Hu Qingyuan left...

Fang Ziye had originally planned to just find a spot in the operating room to lie down for a bit, but there were too many people in the operating room today.

The operating room and the Anesthesiology Department's rest rooms were packed with people, so Fang Ziye could only put on shoe covers at the doorway and head back to the Director's Office.

He happened to reach the operating room doorway.

Fang Ziye saw a push bed covered with a white cloth; beside the push bed, someone was kneeling on the ground weeping bitterly.

"Dad..."

"Dad……"

"Dad……"

A teenager, fifteen or sixteen years old, with tears and snot streaming down his face, was kneeling and walking along the ground following the stretcher, both hands dragging the side frame of the stretcher.

His expression and eyes were panic-stricken, as if he had completely not foreseen that he was about to become a child of a single-parent family……

The middle-aged woman was somewhat lost in thought, because the white coat was still explaining something to her.

She had no reaction at all, her eyes somewhat hollow.

"Did you hear clearly? We've already tried our best; this time, there were six professors performing surgery on your husband."

"But we still couldn't snatch him back; he suffered malignant heart rate arrhythmia, caused by a sudden drop in blood pressure due to bleeding……" the white coat explained.

The woman's expression remained numb; she didn't say okay, nor did she say not okay.

Without blinking, she looked at the white coat, then at the covered white cloth, then at her own child.

Her calloused hands were trembling, tears sliding from the corners of her eyes.

But because there weren't many tears, and the years had carved and carved on her face, the tear tracks weren't smooth either, catching on her side face, trembling with her facial skin, about to fall yet not falling……

At this moment, Fang Ziye withdrew his gaze, gently lowering his head.

Fang Ziye didn't know if he had gone to Room 2 at the first time, whether he could have let her husband live, let his dad not die.

Fang Ziye didn't even struggle with this thought; he only knew that the life he had snatched from the resuscitation room had most likely pulled through.

And all this, there was no reaction at all.

The only thing Fang Ziye could know now was that he didn't see his family crying.

But Fang Ziye also solidly, really heard other family members in pain.

Hua lala!

The elevator door opened.

Fang Ziye entered the elevator.

Hua lala la……

The elevator door was about to close, the white cloth, the stretcher, the middle-aged woman, the teenager's figures were squeezed out of Fang Ziye's vision!

The elevator door squeezed other people's lifetimes out of Fang Ziye's auditory threshold, covering Fang Ziye's visual threshold.

They were originally complete strangers; this one squeeze would definitely be a lifetime.

The elevator thus began to slide upward.

This iron cage protected Fang Ziye as he ascended past the purgatory of others' deep suffering.

Moreover, Fang Ziye discovered his mood becoming more and more calm, because their suffering was not caused by me, Fang Ziye.

It's just that if he himself could have joined the rescue, there might have been a chance to relieve their suffering.

Just a possibility, not a certainty.

The elevator door opened, the Trauma Surgery Ward doorway arrived!

The Trauma Surgery Ward doorway was completely different from the operating room doorway; no one gathered in piles, the lighting was dim.

Everyone had already gone to rest.

Fang Ziye also needed to rest.

Only busy people feel tired; only suffering people struggle, only they feel torment weighing on them.

How could other people possibly feel empathy?

The dark night had already unknowingly arrived; now was the time for Fang Ziye to sleep and rest; there was surgery tomorrow.

In sleep, the sun would also rise unknowingly.

It would not change because of anyone's change.

In the Director's Office, Fang Ziye used a water cup to pour himself a cup of water, slowly drank down a full cup, then went to the restroom and released some water from another organ.

Only then did he lie comfortably on the bed, turned his phone's ringtone to maximum.

Wrapped in scrubs, he slept.

Waiting for the phone to scream, or waiting for dawn.

The essence of medicine lies in having no destiny; its charm also lies in having no destiny……

The blanket at Fang Ziye's feet was just tucked tight against the draft, when his personal mobile phone's "it'snotuntil……" rang out.

Fang Ziye's shoulder shook, he extended his right hand, half-squinting his eyes to answer: "Hello! ~"

"Senior Brother, come over and save a life! ~" Lan Tianluo unleashed the first Great Shaking People Technique of his Chief Resident period. (Chapter End)