"Why not?"

Xiao Muzhi looked around indifferently: "We started the operation at the same time. Director Ma can open the abdominal cavity, incite the uterus and take out the child, put it in temporary artificial amniotic fluid, and wait until the wound is treated before putting it back."

This proposal made everyone stunned. They opened their stomachs and took them out, and took them back after surgery. They had never heard of it.

"Wounds can be infected, and the amniotic fluid that contaminates the uterus during the healing process, and the fetus will die."

"The fetus will produce meconium during its growth process. In fact, the amniotic fluid itself is not that clean. As long as the artificial amniotic fluid is added with a little antibiotic, it can be avoided."

"There are four months left."

"It doesn't take that long to intubate the uterus directly, change the amniotic fluid every seven days, and you can have a caesarean section for eight months. I believe your ability will ensure that she survives, right?"

"You are a lunatic, this is a human, not a toy."

Ma Caixia's face turned pale. Thinking about the difficulty of the operation and the difficulty of the post-care, her whole body was furrowed.

“So what if you’re crazy once?”

Xiao Muzhi was faint with strong confidence: "If you succeed, it will be your lifelong pride. You can brag even when you are old. You have had such a magical operation."

Zhang Jing shook her head. I guess only Xiao Muzhi can bring up such a crazy idea, right?

Crazy, really completely crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, who could have promised such a complicated operation that was not as sure as to be successful?

"Why not give the child a chance to have a child?"

Xiao Muzhi looked at Ma Caixia seriously: "You are the Empress of Sending a Child."

"Muzhi, you are really sick."

Ma Caixia suddenly stood up and trembled, "But it infected me, I'm sick too. You are willing to do it, I'll be with you."

Zhang Jing suddenly shook his body. Director Ma was crazy?

"I'm very lucky to have Xiao Muzhi in Zicheng Hospital!"

Qin Taisheng stood up excitedly and nodded: "It's okay to be compassionate."

Xiao Muzhi looked around calmly: "Doctor, treat the disease and save the patient. As long as we don't give up, the god of death cannot take anyone away. Am I right?"

Thunderous applause sounded from the entire conference room. Almost this difficult operation, which was so difficult that it was not successful, was finalized.

Zhang Jing was a little confused. Shouldn’t the doctor be rational? Shouldn’t he choose a method with a higher success rate?

Liao Huaizhong nodded: "I support it with all my strength, let's do it."

Looking at the confused Zhang Jing, a hint of disappointment flashed in Liao Huaizhong's eyes: "Zhang Jing, remember that every progress in medicine is a miracle that arises with huge doubts. Reason is not bad, and those who are too rational will definitely not be a good doctor."

"Why?"

"He never asked when Shennong tasted hundreds of herbs." Liao Huaizhong stood up and left quietly.

"Get ready, go for surgery."

Xiao Muzhi turned around and shouted, then left.

At this time, she was completely confused. That was right. What she had insisted on was wrong?

Standing in the operating room, Zhang Jing felt that his soul seemed to be gone, very strange, and all his previous confidence disappeared.

She was like a transparent person, standing wherever she watched everyone busy, feeling out of place.

Xiao Muzhi was still instructing calmly: "The anesthesia is successful, and now we start to remove foreign objects. Dr. Hu is preparing to debride and replenish adrenaline, and prepare!"

"one two three!"

"Foreign object extraction, combined surgery begins, Zhang Jing performs neurovascular anastomosis!"

"Zhang Jing!"

"Zhang Jing?"

At this time, Zhang Jing felt her hands trembling constantly and sweating heavily. She had fallen into an empty and desperate mood and could not extricate herself.

"Calm down." Xiao Muzhi looked up at him coldly: "Hurry up the time."

Zhang Jing was a little confused with a hoarse voice: "What should I do?"

"Misusuke, slap her."

Xiao Muzhi's cold voice sounded again: "Life is in your hands, cherish it."

Misuke waved his hand without hesitation and slapped it. In fact, this is a common problem among some new doctors and suddenly became hysterical.

The slap woke her up instantly, and she quickly focused on entering the operation.

Xiao Muzhi looked at her hands and was a little surprised.

Zhang Jing's hands are naturally suitable for surgery. The fingers are flexible and delicate, giving people a continuous and soft feeling. There is no stuttering at all and it is done in one go.

"pretty."

The experts in the observation room couldn't help but shouted, it was indeed beautiful.

Her speed was almost a few points faster than Chen Junru, and her stability was almost no less than that of Long Guping. She was simply a genius seedling.

"The matching is completed." Zhang Jing said with strong self-confidence. She had sufficient confidence and there was absolutely no problem with the matching she did.

"The next step is to repair the uterus and start."

Xiao Muzhi had no expression and gave an order directly. Zhang Jing glanced at the wound and suddenly hesitated: "This..."

"I'm responsible for the results of the surgery, you just need to do your job well."

"But this fetus with wounds cannot survive, why do you do useless work?"

"Either continue the surgery, or take off your white coat and get out of Zicheng Hospital."

Xiao Muzhi's voice was extremely cold and serious: "Otherwise, don't be a doctor's profession!"

After this sentence, the atmosphere in the entire operating room reached a freezing point. Zhang Jing burst into tears. After a while, she gritted her teeth and lowered her head and began to suture it.

"She's still young."

Ma Caixia muttered a little dissatisfied, and Xiao Muzhi replied coldly: "She has a mental cleanliness and does not allow herself to fail, so she subconsciously resists what she thinks she can't do. If she doesn't serve this, this will always be the case."

Xiao Muzhi guessed that was right.

Because his father died since childhood and had been so angry, Zhang Jing vowed to make a name for himself and never allow himself to fail. Therefore, over time, he developed a habit and did not dare to take action on things that would fail.

But her shallow experience became his biggest obstacle.

"Start from the right, yes, be careful."

Xiao Muzhi whispered, Zhang Jing responded, and began to carefully stitch it from the far right side. His technique was very skillful and he could see that his basic skills were solid.

These techniques, even the old experts on one side couldn't help but nodded, were indeed good.

One stitch, another stitch, carefully and meticulous, absolutely no problem.

Xiao Muzhi let out a light breath. In fact, in his eyes, Zhang Jing's technique actually had many mistakes, including pauses, and the errors were no less than thirty, but this was already very good.

At least it is quite good among interns.

Zhang Jing felt a little excited. In fact, she had practiced these techniques in private many times. To be honest, sometimes, even in her sleep, she would have the same surgery, and she closed her eyes and believed that she would not make mistakes.

After an hour of suturing the wound, it looked extremely perfect.

But Zhang Jing was still worried and checked it again. She must not make any jokes on this occasion, otherwise it would be embarrassing.

After carefully checking each stitch, her face suddenly changed.

broken!

"What?" Seeing Zhang Jing's eyes, Xiao Muzhi frowned slightly: "What's the problem?"

Zhang Jing's face showed horror, her eyes stared at the wound in a daze, her hands kept shaking, and a needle was tilted. Although it was only a little bit, it definitely made this obsessive-compulsive disorder, who was pursuing perfection, start to go crazy.

"It's OK, it's perfect."
Chapter completed!