Chapter 2199: 2122 No Time Left

At this moment, 912 was facing a formidable enemy, with almost the entire hospital fully mobilized.

Especially the relevant departments, each had prepared two teams, one waiting in the anesthesiology department's office and duty room, the other waiting in their own department to be summoned.

No matter what accident occurred, there would be a backup plan, especially regarding manpower, which was more than adequately prepared.

Cardiothoracic surgery is a particularly important department, especially in taking the blame, where it is second to none and unbeatable.

Regarding this, Professor Zhang harbored inner complaints.

The director went abroad for a meeting, so today's emergency task could not be joined; thus, by seniority, he led a team to wait in the operating room.

Such matters left Professor Zhang feeling torn and complaining.

From the start, Professor Zhang's mood was twisted.

He followed the academic path, holding a high status in cardiothoracic surgery, but his surgical skill……Professor Zhang knew deep down it was merely average.

Not to mention comparing with Zheng Lao Ban, even compared to the current Inpatient Chief Zhao Yunlong, he was somewhat lacking.

Well, being somewhat lacking is his own assessment.

Professor Zhang inwardly refuses to participate in risky surgeries; for him, doing a bit of tai chi is far easier than undertaking a high-difficulty, high-risk operation.

But this surgery is different.

Professor Zhang examined the patient for the liver transplant surgery and deemed the risk of intraoperative cardiac arrest enormous; it could not be said as merely possible, but rather inevitable.

Although the risk is great, Professor Zhang still stepped forward; he made a detailed assessment, weighing the pros and cons.

Although the risk is great, the hospital attaches great importance to it; even Director Yan, who had just undergone a thrombectomy for myocardial infarction and was still recuperating, came to the front lines to take charge.

Everyone knows cardiothoracic surgery is just a scapegoat role; with the director present, the blame can be shifted onto him, and if the surgery truly fails, when the punishment is meted out, the blame will certainly not fall on oneself.

After weighing all this, Professor Zhang arrived at the operating room with a twisted mood.

Zhao Yunlong followed beside him, feeling reassured; in fact, given Zhao Yunlong's ability, he could serve as a team-leading professor, but due to seniority limits, he has not yet been promoted.

One must wait until after finishing his term as Inpatient Chief, then publish several SCI papers or national-level research, and only after being promoted to associate senior rank can one become a team-leading professor; of course, these are merely prerequisites.

Originally, Professor Zhang intended to make Zhao Yunlong his confidant, but the Inpatient Chief was busy as a dog, leaving no time for such research.

I have the resources, and with Zhao Yunlong's name attached, he will henceforth be considered one of my disciples; with Zhao Yunlong guarding my back, there is truly nothing to fear.

However, with Zheng Lao Ban's sudden emergence, Professor Zhang's careful plans were thwarted.

Zhao Yunlong gets along well with Su Yun; that domineering Doctor Su publishes top-tier SCI articles as if playing.

It is said that a graduate student in gastroenterology surgery, after assisting in two surgeries, published two top-tier papers.

Professor Zhang greatly admires the speed and caliber of that paper publication.

As for Zhao Yunlong, it's a pity.

Professor Zhang donned an isolation gown, wore a sterile cap and mask, and arrived at the prepared operating area.

In the operating area were few people: Xu Zhu ren from anesthesiology leading Lao He and his assistant, the circulating nurse, Li Zhu ren from hepatobiliary surgery, Professor Yang, and Director Zhang Lin from cardiology; the rest were members of Zheng Lao Ban's medical team.

This is merely the tip of the iceberg; nearly all internal and surgical departments whose staff might be needed are waiting downstairs in the duty rooms; a call will have them rush up in the shortest time.

For emergency rescue, 912's operational quality is very strong.

Professor Zhang knows that for this surgery, either everyone will be happy, or the patient will die in 912.

Zheng Lao Ban truly has confidence; he even wants to livestream a surgery as risky as Mount Everest, leaving Professor Zhang slightly bewildered.

I hope Zheng Lao Ban succeeds.

Whenever I think of the three characters "Zheng Lao Ban," Professor Zhang feels a special, strange emotion well up inside.

The meaning of these three characters in Professor Zhang's heart is often like a strange cat entering the house, silent and soundless, until it lets out a "meow," at which point Professor Zhang becomes aware of its presence.

Last time it was IABP, then extracorporeal membrane oxygenation; for a patient post-coronary artery bypass grafting, Zheng Lao Ban even performed an M4 segment smog disease bypass surgery.

Although at that time Doctor Su threatened him a bit, she did not actually act; during the rescue, there were some bumps and scrapes, which were normal, and Professor Zhang knows this.

But the rumors circulating in the hospital have been distorted.

Various rumors flood in, claiming that Professor Zhang was slapped in the face by the newly risen Zheng Lao Ban, arousing indignation; Professor Zhang's heart has long been swollen beyond recognition.

Such matters cannot be explained; to explain is to cover up, and to cover up is to admit the truth; no matter how one says it, the description will only grow darker.

All Professor Zhang can do is strive to forget Zheng Lao Ban and his medical team.

Yet Zheng Lao Ban and his medical team are like that cat; every time it lets out a "meow," Professor Zhang knows it has truly entered his innermost heart.

At this moment, it is merely waiting; the timing is just right. Meanwhile, the patient lies on the operating table, and the ECG monitor shows an extremely poor state, with a heart rate above 150 beats per minute, occasionally exhibiting atrial fibrillation.

The respiratory rate is extremely high; despite being given pure oxygen, the blood oxygen saturation can only be maintained around 90%.

Looking at the patient, Professor Zhang sighed inwardly. What on earth is this?! Given the patient's condition, I myself would under no circumstances agree to go on stage for surgery.

Not being able to step down from the table is inevitable, while surgical success is merely coincidental.

Zheng Lao Ban is young and brash; he summoned the expert team from King's Hospital without even screening the patients.

Just as he was thinking, the continuously alarming ECG monitor suddenly blared, the heart rate spiked rapidly, then plummeted like a cliff.

"Defibrillate!" Zheng Ren's voice sounded somewhat cold.

Professor Zhang stared in astonishment as Zhao Yunlong, in the first moment, grabbed the defibrillator and began charging, while at the same time Su Yun also sprang into action.

"Anesthesia." Zheng Lao Ban's voice rang out again, somewhat airy, somewhat fatigued. After speaking, he turned to scrub his hands.

Professor Zhang was stunned for a moment; he could understand his tension, but what the heck is this fatigue? Is it my illusion?

Lao He and his assistant began anesthesia, their movements clean and efficient.

Is this starting now? Professor Zhang felt a bit dazed, whereupon his body began to secrete large amounts of adrenaline and dopamine.

The temperature in the temperature-controlled operating area seemed to drop a few degrees at that instant, and Professor Zhang felt a bit cold.

"How long until the organs arrive?" Zheng Ren asked while scrubbing his hands, putting on his clothes, in a light tone.

From his words, not a trace of tension could be heard.

"They have already gotten onto the airport expressway." Lin Ge said.

"Contact the city's 120 emergency rescue center, dispatch an ambulance, intercept it en route, and bring the organs as quickly as possible." Zheng Ren said.

"Good!" Lin Ge replied.

At this moment the tremor had ceased, the patient's heart resumed beating, but it looked unstable, and danger could recur at any time.

"Director Lin, report the situation to the hospital, the patient's condition is bad—I've already started the Shou Bing." Zheng Ren said, "When the expert team arrives, come straight to the Operating Room."