Chapter 15 (2/2)
Doctors were not ordinary people indeed.
Liu Xiaoran helped Su Chen wipe his sweat. Although the temperature of the air conditioner was suitable, there was still a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.
After all, even experienced doctors would be nervous when performing surgeries in such an environment. Besides, this was the first time in their lives.
Meanwhile, the middle-aged doctor had been providing Su Chen with light via his phone.
Although this was not necessary in the operating theater, it was very important in the current environment.
After Shang Xitong was done cleaning up, Su Chene stuck two fingers into the area where her chest was opened and continued to probe the wound.
It took more than 30 seconds.
Su Chen slowly raised his arm, and was able to clearly see a piece of broken glass, covered with blood, caught between Su Chen’s fingers.
After he saw all this, the middle-aged man relaxed a little, but he still wasn’t at ease yet.
After all, it hadn’t ended so easily yet.
Then, they saw Su Chen fetch the just-sealed bottle from the side, and then he inserted a rubber hose into the little girl’s chest cavity.
Slowly, he placed the rubber tube properly and steadily took out the steel rod from between the ribs, then restored the ribs to their original position.
Although there were no stitches for the ribs, he had to try his best.
On one hand, it was to buy time for the young lady, and on the other hand, it was to reduce the difficulty of suturing the back.
After cleaning up, Shang Xitong and Liu Xiaoran fixed the tubes in the little girl’s body to the wound according to Su Chen’s instructions.
On the one hand, it was to help the wound heal, and on the other hand, it was to stabilize the tube to prevent it from hurting other organs.
Seeing that her chest was closed, everyone around them heaved a sigh of relief.
Was it over now? As for whether she could survive, that would depend on her willpower.
“The broken glass has been removed. Why is there a ventilator?” The middle-aged man asked in confusion.
“The vein in the young lady’s neck is damaged, and even her trachea has been damaged. A large amount of blood has entered them. Moreover, the broken glass I took out just now has also damaged her lungs, causing air to enter her chest cavity and accumulate in her chest membrane. There are injuries on her chest, and it would be very easy for her to develop pneumothorax.”
Now that the surgery was over, he had done everything he could.
All they had to do was wait for the ambulance to arrive.
So Su Chen was still very willing to explain to him, “Assuming that the exhaust conduit is not installed, the little girl will probably die of suffocation in a matter of minutes.”
“What is this?” He looked at the bottle of wine in his hand with a slightly emotional expression.
The middle-aged man could clearly see the bubbles coming out of the bottle. Needless to say, the reason was probably the soft tube that had been inserted into the girl’s chest, causing the gas to flow into the bottle.
“This is just a normal one-way valve,” Su Chen said nonchalantly.
“There is limited equipment, so we can only use this as an alternative first. It should be able to let the young lady hold on until the ambulance sends her into the operating theater. Now, everything depends on her willpower. If she’s strong enough, she can hold on until the ambulance arrives. With pure oxygen in the ambulance, the surgery will be considered a complete success!”
One-way gas valve? What was that?