"You just went in and saw it. Tell me the truth, how is Team Zhou's situation? Is there any show?" Yang Dacheng asked in a low voice.

Qin Han paused, then shook his head with a wry smile, and said, "It's hard to say that everyone's fate is different, and luck can be different. Maybe he can survive..."

"What is maybe..." Yang Dacheng frowned and said, "There is no one here. I know your medical skills. If you say you are sure, there will be hope. If you say it's not possible..."

“What’s the difference?”

Qin Han looked at Yang Dacheng and said, "I am a doctor, not a god. I only know how to look at what is in front of me. I can't do such things in the future, and I won't do it!"

After being whispered by Qin Han, Yang Dacheng couldn't help rolling his eyes, and couldn't help looking at Qin Han's eyes, thinking in his heart that something seemed wrong with this kid. Also, is he the director or this guy the director...

Seeing Wang Quan'an, Zhang Ding and others entering the operating room again, Qin Han felt a little helpless, but he didn't have much to say. The only thing he could do now was to pray to Zhou Xuegang, hoping that he could overcome the difficulties smoothly.

However, the problem is right in front of you. How can you overcome the difficulties?

It’s not that he looked down on Wang Quan'an, it’s that Wang Quan'an could not have a better solution. What he could do was actually bet with Zhou Xuegang’s fate. Zhou Xuegang could survive smoothly, so he would become famous. If he died, it would have nothing to do with him, because the doctor is not a god, and no doctor would guarantee that the injured patient would come down on the operating table safely.

As the operating room lights light up again, the people standing in the corridor started a long wait again. To be precise, no one hoped

Time flies very quickly because only in this way Zhou Xue could have been alive just now. According to Wang Quanan, this surgery will take at least two hours or even more.

People outside are nervous, and people inside are the same. Wang Quan'an's second plan is actually very simple. First remove two bullets from Zhou Xuegang's abdomen, which will reduce the probability of heavy bleeding in the chest, because they can give them enough time to give Zhou Xuegang blood transfusions.

It has to be said that Wang Quan'an is not a false reputation when he is called a professor. He has a very high talent in surgery. He was originally very complicated. He quickly took out two bullets. The process was very rigorous. Even if the bullet pierced Zhou Xuegang's abdomen, there was no major problem.

call……

Wang Quan'an took a heavy breath, raised his face and asked the young nurse to help him wipe off the sweat beads on his face. Then he looked at Zhang Ding and said, "Don't panic, follow the designated plan."

"Yes, professor!"

Zhang Ding nodded, then pinched the scalpel. He was also a surgeon, or half of Wang Quan'an's apprentice. He was as unambiguous as he moved the scalpel. He quickly opened Zhou Xuegang's chest cavity. While he looked at the position displayed on the computer, the scalpel in his hand slowly poked towards the heart!

"Don't panic!" Wang Quanan said in a deep voice.

hiss……

Zhang Ding took a heavy breath. The tip of the scalpel had touched the back of the bullet. As soon as the scalpel touched, bright red blood emerged around the bullet. Although blood also penetrated out at the beginning, it was much faster than now.

"Blood pressure seventy------"

"Blood pressure sixty-five-----"

"Blood pressure sixty-three------"

The little nurse said in a low voice, as if counting down.

"Professor, no, you will definitely bleed heavily." Zhang Ding withdrew his scalpel, his face covered with dense beads of sweat.

"It's too late ------"

Wang Quan'an said in a trembling voice, "Go, let that Dr. Qin come over, hurry up, let him come over quickly..."

Wang Quan'an looked at the bullet in Zhou Xuegang's chest, his face looking extremely ugly. He knew the situation was serious, but he didn't expect that what was even more serious than he thought was not a little bit serious. If it weren't for Zhang Ding's knife just now, but instead of him, Zhou Xuegang's life might have been gone now!

"Doctor Qin, Dr. Qin, Professor Wang let you in." Zhang Ding pushed open the door of the operating room and shouted loudly.

Looking at Zhang Ding who was rushing out, Qin Han couldn't help but shook his head secretly. He was not surprised that Zhang Ding would come out at all, but that he expected that he just didn't expect Zhang Ding to come out so quickly.

Logically speaking, he shouldn't have to go in now. Even if he goes in, he has to wait until Wang Quanan and Zhang Ding come out to beg him. But this time he can't do this because the person inside is Zhou Xuegang, and he has nothing to do with these two people. Instead, he is a friend of him. He cannot ignore Zhou Xuegang's life and death because of his temporary anger. He can't do such a thing!

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