Chapter 1361: How are you so skilled in surgery?

Chapter 1361: How are you so skilled in surgery?

In the ambulance.

The atmosphere changed all of a sudden.

"Not good."

"What are you doing?"

"Don't remove the forceps!"

"Oh no! It's over it's over."

Major blood vessel bleeding is very lethal. Zeng Jinhua could not hold on for so long because the steel bar pierced into her abdomen was not removed. It helped to ligate the blood vessels to some extent. Many TV dramas and movies depict that after being stabbed, the object should not be removed scientifically based. If it's removed, the person is over. The blood vessels will bleed massively after the steel bars have been removed. Hemostatic forceps to clamp and close the blood vessels can only slow the bleeding and the patient's condition. However, Mayor Dong had unexpectedly removed the hemostatic forceps.

Mayor Dong has gone crazy.

How is the patient going to survive if the hemostatic forceps were removed?

"Hurry and clamp it back!" Dr. Qian felt he should not listen to a layman like Mayor Dong. A human life is at stake! Moreover, she is a Committee Member's wife.

Dr. Wang also panicked and went to get the hemostatic forceps.

However, Mayor Dong stopped them, "What's the blood pressure?"

"Blood pressure?" The nurse thought to herself. The patient was dying, and he still wanted to check her blood pressure.

Another nurse turned to look at the vital monitoring instrument and was stunned, "Ah!"

"I said, what's the blood pressure?" Dong Xuebing asked again.

"The blood pressure is forty-five. How how did it rise? It's impossible. The hemostatic forceps have been removed!" The nurse exclaimed, "It's rising again."

"It's rising?" Dr. Qian was surprised.

Dr. Wang and the other nurse also looked over, and sure enough, the blood pressure had risen a bit, and the heart rate seemed to be stabilized.

They couldn't believe it. This exceeded their understanding.

When blood vessels bleed, blood pressure will drop.

But when they looked at the blood vessels again, there seemed to be no bleeding.

What's going on? This is baffling.

Why didn't the blood flow out after the hemostatic forceps were removed? Why did the blood pressure rise again?

Suddenly, Dr. Qian remembered something and exclaimed, "Could it be Quickly give me the magnifying glass!"

The nurse handed it to him in a daze. Dr. Qian lowered his head and used the magnifying glass to examine the bleeding blood vessels. Dr. Wang and the nurses crowded over to look. The magnifying glass was positioned before Dong Xuebing earlier, and the blood vessels were too thin. They couldn't see clearly.

All of them were shocked after looking at the blood vessels.

"This is"

"How did the blood vessels"

"They were sutured."

"My God, how did they suture?"

The doctors and nurses couldn't believe their eyes.

They looked at the other two blood vessels. Sure enough, they were all sutured.

Although they could not see clearly with the magnifying glass, they could still see the threads.

The stitches were irregular and not uniform, but they were stitched.

Dong Xuebing glanced at them, "What do you think I was doing just now?" He ignored them as there was not much time. He picked up another type of suture needle and suture thread, looked at Zeng Jinhua's slightly damaged organs, and started stitching.

The doctors and nurses looked at Mayor Dong like he was a monster. They were speechless.

He had only lowered and raised his head.

It was not even two seconds!

You you were suturing the blood vessels?

Damn! That's too fast.

The doctors and nurses had helped with other surgeons at the hospital this afternoon. Many doctors operated on some patients together because it involved cardiology and other diseases. Dr. Wang and Dr. Qian had witnessed several surgeons from the county hospital performing surgery. The suturing of blood vessels and other suturing by the surgeons took several minutes for a single blood vessel, and they were the best surgical experts in their hospital.

A few minutes for one? But Mayor Dong sutured three bleeding blood vessels within ten seconds!

An average of one blood vessel every three seconds, or an average of two stitches per second. All this was done without a microscope to carefully examine the condition of the blood vessels.

What kind of medical skills do you have?

Dr. Qian looked at Mayor Dong in astonishment, "Mayor Dong, what kind of suturing surgery"

Seeing that Mayor Dong ignored him with his head down, Dr. Wang also called him, "Mayor Dong, you"

Dong Xuebing straightened up and threw something into the tray before reaching out his hand, "Hemostatic cotton."

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"Ah, here it is."

The nurse immediately handed it to him.

Dong Xuebing clamped it with forceps and wiped Zeng Jinhua's wound.

"This is"

"How did the blood vessels"

"They were sutured."

"My God, how did they suture?"

The doctors and nurses couldn't believe their eyes.

They looked at the other two blood vessels. Sure enough, they were all sutured.

Although they could not see clearly with the magnifying glass, they could still see the threads.

The stitches were irregular and not uniform, but they were stitched.

Dong Xuebing glanced at them, "What do you think I was doing just now?" He ignored them as there was not much time. He picked up another type of suture needle and suture thread, looked at Zeng Jinhua's slightly damaged organs, and started stitching.

The doctors and nurses looked at Mayor Dong like he was a monster. They were speechless.

He had only lowered and raised his head.

It was not even two seconds!

You you were suturing the blood vessels?

Damn! That's too fast.

The doctors and nurses had helped with other surgeons at the hospital this afternoon. Many doctors operated on some patients together because it involved cardiology and other diseases. Dr. Wang and Dr. Qian had witnessed several surgeons from the county hospital performing surgery. The suturing of blood vessels and other suturing by the surgeons took several minutes for a single blood vessel, and they were the best surgical experts in their hospital.

A few minutes for one? But Mayor Dong sutured three bleeding blood vessels within ten seconds!

An average of one blood vessel every three seconds, or an average of two stitches per second. All this was done without a microscope to carefully examine the condition of the blood vessels.

What kind of medical skills do you have?

Dr. Qian looked at Mayor Dong in astonishment, "Mayor Dong, what kind of suturing surgery"

Seeing that Mayor Dong ignored him with his head down, Dr. Wang also called him, "Mayor Dong, you"

Dong Xuebing straightened up and threw something into the tray before reaching out his hand, "Hemostatic cotton."

"Ah?"

"Hemostatic cotton."

"Ah, here it is."

The nurse immediately handed it to him.

Dong Xuebing clamped it with forceps and wiped Zeng Jinhua's wound.

Another nurse suddenly exclaimed, "The blood pressure has risen! Fifty, fifty-two."

They lowered their heads and discovered a previously bleeding organ rupture had been stitched together with a suture thread.

Damn, another one has been sutured.

They were dumbfounded. Everything happened within seconds.

Everyone looked at each other in shock. All of them felt a bit dizzy.

How long is a few seconds?

It was just a few blinks of an eye.

Mayor Dong sutured another bleeding point of an organ within this time, and none of them noticed it.

They saw surgeons suturing fast, but not this fast.

What kind of hands do you have?

Dong Xuebing was too focused and tense. His forehead was wet with sweat, dripping down his nose and eyes.

The nurse immediately wiped his sweat with a towel.

Dr. Qian and Dr. Wang regained their composure. They had no time to be astonished anymore and began cooperating fully with Dong Xuebing. They must save the patient.

Dong Xuebing said, "Disinfect and clean the wound."

Dr. Wang immediately worked on it.

Dong Xuebing closed his eyes to rest for a while and said, "How many more suture points are left?"

"I'll do the ligation work. There are still three points to be sutured." Dr. Qian quickly concluded. Three. There's still a lot to do.

Dong Xuebing took a deep breath and opened his eyes. He reached out, "Suture needle and thread. Report the patient's blood pressure every five seconds."

Dr. Qian handed the needle and thread to him, and the nurse on the other side also looked at the instrument, "Blood pressure forty-eight. It dropped."

"Hurry up." Dong Xuebing's eyes became focused. He looked more like a seasoned surgeon now. He was calm and could place the needle accurately with steady hands. He did not look like an amateur who had only performed surgery once. Instead, he looked more like a surgeon who had practiced for many years.

One stitch

Three stitches

Five stitches

The more Dong Xuebing sutured, the more skilled he became. Practical experience, whether in Chinese or Western medicine, is more important than theoretical knowledge. He was learning slowly through practice.

Zeng Jinhua's vital signs became more and more stable.

The doctors said she could last at most seven or eight minutes earlier.

Now, with the blood vessels and one of the organs sutured, she could hold on for at least half an hour.