Bang, the doctor and nurse present seemed to be able to hear his heartbeat.

This moment is nervous.

The puncture needle entered a certain depth, and suddenly the needle was slanted down.

This action made the nurse take a breath. The two male doctors who looked at the scene also showed the surprise.

Xin Yanjun's hand was almost embarrassed by holding the puncture needle, and continued to hold her derived from her intuitive trust of the student based on the doctor. Yes, Xie brought her to crooked the needle angle.

After the needle is so deep, come and crooked, like the boat drove into the deep -water lightning zone and suddenly turned around, clearly like the moment of life and death gambled. Either he turned over the thunderous area, or the dark flowers were all avoided.

In the area or to the minefield, explosion.

This is not a simple crooked angle, but a downward angle. Everyone knows that the more organs below, the easier it is to step on the thunder.

It feels like the operator's action seems to be self -exploding. The nurses and two male doctors who are not surprised by watching are shocked.

Pumping. Xie Wanying's lips seemed to open it, leaving the teacher's hand back to pull back the lever.

The lever of the syringe slowly retreated, and the yellow liquid was drained from the puncture needle to the injection bar. With the continuous rise of the yellow liquid plane, everyone knew that the puncture was successful.

Looking at the patient, his complexion is stable, there is no symptoms of pleura reactions such as his dizziness, and there is no accident of major bleeding.

Next, doctors need to judge how much pumping. This number written on textbooks is too general. From hundreds to thousands of milliliters, it is specific to make decisions depending on the individual conditions of clinical patients.

Seeing that the doctors who were operating were almost the same after pumping out hundreds of milliliters, it seemed almost the same. I was not prepared to leave the needle to retreat. Suddenly, the needle laid an angle again.

At this moment, the nurse screamed in a low scream. Fortunately, the patient did not see it or he heard it.

The eyes of the two male doctors were locked on Xie Wanying's head. The four pupils were slightly shrinking. It seemed that she didn't know what was good. It was clearly seen that she just saw the needle just to hit the angle.

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This angle is very subtle. It does not cause the patient's discomfort. The syringe continues to pump back.

On -site medical staff can hear that the patient's breath is obviously easier and more comfortable. It seems that he finally removed the mountain that was pressed on the breath, revealing the long qi of the freedom of the eloquence.

"Hey." The patient expressed his gratitude to the doctor on the spot, saying, "Dr. Xin, thank you, much better."

Before, his chest was holding, and he was out of breath, but he couldn't breathe. The oxygen absorbing infusion of the nasal pipe was useless. Only the doctor's pump today, finally made him feel that he came back from the Ghost Gate Pass.

The patient thanked that the two female doctors who were operating were relieved and were encouraged by a lot of inspiration. The two wait -and -see male doctors seemed a bit complicated.

The operation is successfully ended.

Xie Wanying's hand just left from Teacher Xin's arm, and suddenly heard a sound on his head.

"Thanks, Wan, Ying."

Who? The throat I haven't heard. It seems to be a stranger, how do you know her name? Xie Wanying looked up and saw the male doctor standing beside him.
Chapter completed!