Chapter 1895: 1828 Professional and Cold

What? Title: Teacher is coming? Doctor Lai Na asked in surprise.

Charles…… seems to be arriving soon. Rudi glanced at his watch, "He's still on the plane."

"" Doctor Lai Na stared at Rudi in astonishment.

Title: Teacher is already old, he has almost become part of the Mayo Clinic, doing basic research every day, slowly aging.

Nothing can attract his attention.

And everyone at the Mayo Clinic still remembers this old man, a presence like the peak of surgical skill, not forgotten even after over twenty years.

So he left the Mayo Clinic a year ago, because Lai Na determined that Title: Teacher would not go to any other hospital.

But this time he really came?!

Lai Na's face looked somewhat grim, he turned and gave his assistant a few instructions.

The assistant quickly searched and soon gave him accurate information: seven hours ago, Charles had already boarded the flight to London.

He really came! There's no doubt about it, but who exactly brought him here?

Lai Na fell silent, he glared fiercely at Gai De·Wu Zi, as if silently roaring.

"Charles said, 'If there is only one surgeon in the world who can operate on Linda, it must be Doctor Zheng.'" Rudi said.

Originally Lai Na had thought of leaving, but hearing Rudi's words, he coldly snorted.

"My goodness, I forgot to pick up Charles..." Rudi suddenly realized, covered his head with his hand, then quickly stood up, "Little Gai, take good care of your sister."

Having said that, he rushed out.

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In the operating room, Zheng Ren was looking at the images, while others, especially Lao He, were familiarizing themselves with the equipment.

"Boss, should we go pick up Charles?" Su Yun asked.

"We've already contacted him, the doctor said we should focus on preparing for the surgery, right?" Zheng Ren said.

"You really believe that?" Su Yun shook his head slightly.

"I think picking him up is less effective than showing him a perfect surgery to make the doctor happy." Zheng Ren stared at the images, speaking very seriously.

"I can sense a tension from you." Su Yun said: "How come Lao He, Yi Ren, and Fugui'er are here, yet you're even more tense?"

"Not bad." Zheng Ren said: "There are many difficult points in the surgery, I'm still figuring out how to do it."

"You're just doing last-minute preparation?"

"No one has full confidence in pulling off this surgery." Zheng Ren's voice gradually became ethereal, his gaze on the images, deep as the starry sky.

In the operating room, everyone was busy with their own tasks.

"Xie Yiren and Professor Rudolf Wagner are fine; the consumables are mostly generic, with no essential difference."

Mainly Lao He, after familiarizing himself with the ventilator and extracorporeal circulation machine, faced the color Doppler ultrasound machine monitoring intracranial and neck vascular emboli and began to worry.

The machine is the newest and most advanced.

But being the most expensive doesn't mean it's the most suitable.

Lao He had never used this machine, not knowing what to do if a situation arose. But whenever he had doubts, he would sneak a glance at Zheng Ren's back, and his anxiety and unease would subside.

With Zheng Lao Ban present, there couldn't be any problem, Lao He thought.

"Suddenly, a doctor rushed in, asking, 'Doctor Zheng?'"

"Yeah, that's me." Zheng Ren said, "Has Charles arrived?"

"No! The patient suddenly became agitated, blood pressure rise, sedatives failed. Heart rate dropped, ultrasound considered worsening tear of the carotid artery."

"Bring him up, no waiting!" Zheng Ren said cleanly and decisively.

"Now?"

"Yes, now."

That doctor somewhat anxiously went to make a phone call.

"I'll go get the patient, there might be danger on the way." Zheng Ren stopped the doctor, saying, "You take me there."

"Oh." The doctor was somewhat doubtful; if one only heard the voice, this standard Lun Dun accent, who would think it was spoken by a Chinese doctor.

Su Yun followed behind, and several people quickly walked out of the operating room.

"Is the carotid intima about to tear into the carotid sinus?" Su Yun frowned, muttering to himself.

"Blood pressure rise, heart rate reflexively dropping, we should consider whether the tear location stimulates the carotid sinus." Zheng Ren said, "As long as the heart hasn't stopped, it's still manageable."

"I guess... they won't need external cardiac compression, will they?"

"Probably not." Su Yun said this, and Zheng Ren also became vague.

Violent compression would cause blood pressure to spike suddenly, leading to further lengthening of the tear.

Thinking of this situation, Zheng Ren's steps quickened a bit.

The ward was not far, and they arrived soon.

A large public hospital like Di Du 912 is not commonly seen in Yingguo.

In the ward, Gai De·Wu Zi was undergoing emergency resuscitation.

The defibrillator was placed aside, charging. But looking at the situation, it probably wouldn't help; Gai De·Wu Zi was preparing to perform external cardiac compression.

"Gai, compression will only worsen the condition." Doctor Lai Na stood aside, offering a cold warning.

"What should we do!" Gai De·Wu Zi was like a wild beast, exuding a mad aura.

"There's no way, your sister has already gone to heaven; you should let her pass peacefully, rather than futile resuscitation." Doctor Lai Na said.

"The words are true, just like Professor Zhang Jiaoshou explaining the condition to the patient's family before a mission. But such talk is very professional, very occupational."

Being too professional just comes off as cold and unfeeling.

"No!" Gai De·Wu Zi could not accept Linda's death; after another defibrillation, the ECG showed complete chaos, failing to restore sinus rhythm.

Gai De·Wu Zi felt a wave of despair, he immediately assumed the standard posture for external cardiac compression.

But before he could exert force, a huge power came from beside him. A wave of dizziness, Gai De·Wu Zi slammed into the wall beside him.

"Who the hell let you rescue like that!" Su Yun shouted.

But the person who kicked Gai De·Wu Zi away with a foot was Zheng Ren.

"Push the bed, go to the Operating Room! Defibrillator, three sets!" Zheng Ren said calmly, placing his hands on the patient's chest, performing compressions with little force.

Doctor Lai Na shook his head, this kind of compression is simply not standard.

"Defibrillator!" Zheng Ren, seeing no one moving, not only felt anger rise from his heart, he shouted loudly.

"You guys..."

"Where are the patient's family!" Zheng Ren shouted in a standard Lun Dun accent.

Gai De·Wu Zi was thrown into disarray, hearing someone shout, he dazedly said: "I am Linda's brother."

"You?" Zheng Ren froze for a moment, "Prepare the defibrillator, immediately send to the Operating Room!"

But still no one moved; what greeted Zheng Ren was a loud wail.

"What the hell are you crying for!" Zheng Ren kicked his leg. Though the force was not great, it struck the inner side of Gai De·Wu Zi's thigh, where blood vessels and nerves are concentrated, causing intense pain.

Aooo~~~