President Ma's words made you know how to use Western medicine? He even asked Zhang Xuan a moment.

Zhang Xuan replied: "What's wrong?"

President Ma's tone suddenly became happy when he heard this. He knew very well that Zhang Xuan was proficient, "That's great, little master, can you come to the First People's Hospital? There is something you need your help."

"There is a patient?" Zhang Xuan frowned.

President Ma replied: "Yes."

"Okay, I'll be here soon." Zhang Xuan took a taxi and rushed to the People's Hospital without thinking.

The saying of a doctor's kindness is not just a saying. Zhang Xuan will save people if he has the ability, but he is not everyone who saves everyone. In Zhang Xuan's heart, he has his own set of principles.

At the highest level of the underground dark world, there is a saying that the living king of hell saves people, does not look at money, but only fate.

This fate has always been the final say of Zhang Xuan himself.

Some people spend a lot of money and cannot get this fate. Some people, the Living King of Hell, will take the initiative to give the fate.

When Zhang Xuan felt that the city hospital was in the hospital, President Ma was waiting anxiously at the entrance of the hospital. When he saw Zhang Xuan get out of the taxi, President Ma came up directly.

"My little master, you are here, it's really up to you this time."

"What is the patient's identity? What is the condition?" Zhang Xuan asked without any unnecessary nonsense.

President Ma followed Zhang Xuan and reported like an assistant: "The patient is a female, 24 years old, an overseas Chinese who has returned from Faguo. There is a malignant tumor in the left chest atrium, which is connected to the heart. However, Yinzhou's medical level is limited. The patient's current situation is very dangerous. The tumor makes the patient's heartbeat slowly. Now he cannot fly to a better-flight hospital. Time does not allow it. The tumor must be removed immediately."

"Let me see the x-ray chart." As soon as Zhang Xuan stretched out his hand, President Ma handed an x-ray chart to Zhang Xuan.

Zhang Xuan took it and looked at it, "It resembles the manifestation of mitral valve disease, with blood congestion in both lungs, mild to moderate increase in the heart's boundary, the left atrium and right ventricle enlargement, and mild to moderate pressure of the esophageal barium meal can be seen, which is a heart tumor."

Zhang Xuan's words made President Ma admire him. He could find these problems by just taking a look at the x-ray chart. He asked himself that he could not do it at all.

Zhang Xuan returned the x-ray diagram to President Ma and walked into the elevator, "I need to see the ct diagram before I can decide whether to perform."

"Okay, I'll make people prepare now." President Ma nodded repeatedly and pressed the number of floors on the eighth floor.

The elevator made a "ding" sound and stopped on the eighth floor.

"My little master, go to the conference room first, there are several clinicians there. They know the patient's situation the most. I'll go and get the picture." President Ma pointed the direction of the conference room to Zhang Xuan, and then walked towards the opposite place.

Zhang Xuan nodded. All pictures can only serve as an observation function. If you want to know the patient's most accurate situation, the clinician's advice is the most pertinent.

Zhang Xuan came to the door of the conference room and knocked on the door of the conference room. When he heard the sound of inviting him to enter, Zhang Xuan pushed the door and walked in.

In the conference room, three female doctors in their forties and fifties were sitting at the top of the conference table, and several young doctors were standing aside, keeping recording something.

Zhang Xuan's appearance made the people in the conference room slightly stunned. Some people were puzzled what this strange young man did.

"President Ma asked me to discuss the operation. What is the situation now?" Zhang Xuan asked directly.

"I'm sorry, you..." A young doctor was about to speak, but was interrupted by an older female doctor.

This female doctor is also a member of the Medical Association. She had seen Zhang Xuan and was very excited when she saw Zhang Xuan's appearance, "Little Master, I didn't expect it was you."

Seeing that the experienced surgeon showed such excitement, the young doctors were curious and turned their eyes to Zhang Xuan and made some guesses.

Zhang Xuan nodded, "Describe the patient's situation to me."

The female doctor took a deep breath and said, "The current situation is that the most patients are required to complete the operation within three hours. The malignant tumor in the heart part causes the patient to have fever, severe anemia, indirect fainting, slow heartbeat, congestive left heart failure, bloody pericardial effusion, pericardial tamponade, and the situation is very critical."

Zhang Xuan frowned and asked again, "What is the tumor?"

"The tumor is attached to the heart and is connected to several blood vessels. In this case, if the patient is a little careless, even if it deviates less than half a centimeter, it may cause heavy bleeding and put the patient in danger of his life. No one in the entire hospital dares to perform such an operation."

As he was talking, President Ma brought in all the films he had filmed before.

Zhang Xuan took the film, looked at it a few times, and said to President Ma: "Preparing for the operation, I will take the lead in the surgery and ask three people to help me. I must be experienced. The process of this surgery must be fast. During the process of opening the chest, it is very likely that the patient's heartbeat will be suddenly stopped."

"I understand." President Ma was not only the president of the Medical Association, but also the director of the hospital. He ordered the three experienced surgeons in the conference room to come and take action for Zhang Xuan.

Three surgeons attacked a young man? This is the first time this happened in the First People's Hospital.

Those young doctors were curious about President Ma’s obedience to the young man in front of him. Who was he?

The patient is lying in the intensive care unit now. When Zhang Xuan decided to operate, the patient was sent to the operating room as soon as possible.

Zhang Xuan was also very clear about the process before the operation. After everything was ready, he brought three doctors into the operating room. Because of the difficulty of this operation, President Ma did not stop people from observing and studying.

Zhang Xuan walked into the operating room, lowered his head and tidied up the surgical tools, while speaking to the patient: "Take a deep breath and try to relax. How do you feel now?"

A female voice in pain rang out, "Zhang... Zhang Xuan?"

Zhang Xuan, who was sorting out the surgical tools, looked up and saw that the person on the operating table was shocked.

"Milan! You..." Zhang Xuanneng saw that Milan's beautiful face had begun to twist because of the pain. This girl who usually acted optimistic and generous was shaking constantly, and her body was always tense.

"Zhang Xuan, I... I hurt..." Milan gritted her white teeth, and dense sweat appeared on her forehead. Her hair was wet with sweat and stuck together.

Zhang Xuan took out a wet wipe, helped Milan wipe off the sweat from his forehead, and tried his best to comfort him: "It's okay, it's okay, this is a minor operation. After anesthesia, you can sleep peacefully. After getting up, you have nothing to do, do you know?"
Chapter completed!