Chapter 374 - Reviving The Dead (2/2)

With the pericardial tamponade resolved, the resistance was lessened and two squeezes were all it took to restart the heart.

At the same moment, Su Yun successfully intubated the patient and was providing breathing a.s.sistance with a ventilation bag.

“OR!” Zheng Ren kept his hand on the patient’s heart, fearing the worst if he left it unattended.

Su Yun immediately pushed the stretcher trolley and called for a personnel to steer the direction. The team headed for the elevators.

As the stretcher trolley exited the emergency response room, a piercing wail was heard. The 30-year-old woman launched herself at the stretcher and began sobbing uncontrollably.

Her cries were heart-wrenching to hear and even more harrowing to watch. Her agony was on full display in the emergency department.

Despite that, Zheng Ren had no sympathy for the patient’s family. The woman was slowing them down in this critical moment.

The patient’s chest cavity was exposed and there was a high risk of open pneumothorax.

They could not maintain this condition for long.

“Let go!” Zheng Ren roared.

The woman was undergoing a mental breakdown as she watched the man’s life slip away. She was oblivious to the world around her. Her one and only focus was her lover, who was dying by the second.

“F*ck!” Zheng Ren swore loudly.

There was no time for explanations so he kicked the woman aside and urged the team to move faster.

The bystanders stared wide-eyed at the commotion. Did this count as physical a.s.sault? Were doctors allowed to do that?

The other medical personnel were also surprised by Zheng Ren’s actions. They were glad that once the patient was rushed to the operating room, they would have washed their hands of this case.

A few nurses approached the fallen woman and made sure she did not cause any further commotion. They agreed with Chief Zheng’s decisiveness and found him very manly in the heat of the moment.

The stretcher trolley was wheeled into the operating room. Chu Yanran quickly set up a double-lumen endotracheal tube while Zheng Ren did a deep venous catheterization before changing into his surgical scrubs. Su Yun was already in his scrubs and in the process of was.h.i.+ng his hands.

The team in the operating room worked efficiently and cohesively, like a fine-tuned machine. When Zheng Ren returned to the operating table after changing, the surgical drapes were laid in place and everything was ready to go.

Sterility was of a lesser concern in an emergency rescue. If there was an infection, it would have been due to the earlier open cardiac ma.s.sage.

Time was of the essence.

Zheng Ren needed more time.

Time!

Time!

Time!

The ribs spreader held the patient’s rib cage open and revealed the wildly beating heart. Relieving the pericardial tamponade seemed to have rejuvenated the organ.

The ventilator got to work as the double-lumen endotracheal tube was set. One lung deflated as Chu Yanran operated the equipment.

This gave Zheng Ren a better view of the heart. There was a 1cm laceration on the left anterior wall of the heart. With each heartbeat, fresh blood oozed from the open wound.

A wound of this size was salvageable. Zheng Ren sighed in relief.

He extended his arm and got a hemostatic forceps.

A deeper probe revealed the wound was approximately 2cm deep.

“A direct suture?” Zheng Ren asked.

“It would work,” Su Yun replied. His surgical cap was drenched in sweat. Zheng Ren imagined his usual floppy fringe would be damp and slick against his forehead. Su Yun continued speaking, “Nothing critical. A suture will do.”

The heart was not Zheng Ren’s forte, but it was Su Yun’s.

Su Yun was experienced in heart transplants. This emergency procedure was nothing compared to a heart transplant.

“Sew it up then. Fine sutures,” Zheng Ren instructed and handed over the helm. This came as a surprise to Su Yun.

The needle holder was placed into Su Yun’s hand: small needle, fine sutures, and a long needle holder.

It was the first time Su Yun received such treatment in the operating room. Even in Imperial Capital, he was never given a chance like this.

Zheng Ren relaxed. He was glad to have someone take over. It would be great if every surgery was as simple.

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This surgery was based on an emergency rescue I had in 2003. The patient survived and we became friends. I kicked the patient’s wife aside, but she could not even recall the event.

The scenes described actually happened. The blood splatters really reached the ceiling and we were all covered in blood.

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