It was the voice of Senior Brother Cao.

Her memory was instantly pulled back to the scene four years ago.

Under the shaking dim light bulb, an ambulance rushed over, a patient whose aortic aneurysm was almost misdiagnosed.

It was she who helped him save the patient back at that time. So, he knew where her best place was. He believed she could do it, but he was even more afraid that she would faint because of it.

Cao Yong's deep eyes fell on her face, almost motionless, revealing a deep sense of solemnity.

Senior Brother Cao's eyes passed over, and her mind felt like it was poured with cold water of three feet of frozen water.

If she could no longer restore her head to normal, Senior Brother Cao would definitely call her off the operating table more resolutely than Brother Shenxian.

Cao Zhao also noticed this, and his eyes turned around. He wanted to say nothing more: he was just like this younger brother, and he would only be more ruthless in the future than when he was a teacher.

The hand that Xie Wanying put in the child's chest and pressed her heart stopped decisively.

Seeing the opportunity, Cao Zhao pulled out her hand and reached in to continue to do heart compression in the chest instead of her.

Time passes by one second.

The heart pressed almost ten minutes, and I hope I can see it getting smaller and smaller.

This time, Cao Zhao, who was pressing his heart, was about to sweat again.

"Stop pressing."

When these three words suddenly rang, everyone was shocked.

It’s just that the person who said this is the classmate Xie who never gives up on anything he said before.

Junior sister, you - Liu Jingyun, are so sad. These words will not be like what the junior sister would say.

Well, the big guy Cao Yudong and Ye Sujin, thought to each other. Unlike others, they could hear that the tone of this was not the tone of a doctor who wanted to give up the patient.

"What do you mean?" Cao Zhao, who did not stop and press immediately, asked her, and she must have heard some signs.

"Re-perfusion." Xie Wanying's voice returned to the ultimate academic calm smell, "re-blocked the ascending aorta, and continuously perfused the heart with a half-potassium-based warm-blooded ablation fluid of 4 to 1, and then opened the ascending aorta."

What is this method? I have never heard of it before? Lin Hao looked at Classmate Pan with a question mark.

"It is a secondary infusion of warm blood and stops cardiac resuscitation." The main knife said.

There have always been myocardial protection during the operation, and this problem should not occur. Secondary perfusion of warm blood is a resuscitation and rescue method adopted when there is a problem with the central muscle protection of the operation.

Another possibility is that the child’s myocardium may be relatively thick. Whether this is a “excellent” eye-catching ability depends on verification.

Any rescue method that can be thought of must be tried.

Immediately follow the suggestions she put forward. The blood vessel clamps the ascending aorta and the re-provided ablation fluid is injected into the heart. The blood temperature is at room temperature of 37 degrees.

After completing the above steps, the surgeon is preparing to open the ascending aorta again to determine life and death.

Bang. The main knife has two fingers passing through the hemostatic forceps round hook and release the chuck.

The sound of air thrusting inside and outside sounded: It seemed that the little heart did not show a miracle to jump up?

Sure enough, Cao Zhao's eyebrows were solemn, and his hands were about to penetrate them for heart compression.

"Defibrillation, 20 joules." The student Ichisuke on the opposite side sounded the decisive instructions again. He took the electrode plate handed by the nurse faster than him and put it into the bottom of the heart and the walls of the ventricle at the apex of the heart.

20 Joule?!

Student Xie is so brave!
Chapter completed!