"The patient's vital signs have temporarily stabilized. I'm waiting for Dr. Jones, you come for the operation." The nurse replied.

"What?!" Dr. Jones's hurried steps subconsciously stopped and turned his head in surprise.

"What's wrong? Dr. Jones?" The nurse asked strangely when she saw Dr. Jones stop.

"What did you say just now? The patient's vital signs have stabilized? Whose vital signs are not Mr. Pierre, right?" Dr. Jones asked in disbelief.

Because when he was on the road, Dr. Jones had already learned about Mr. Pierre's current situation by phone while he was on the phone. Such heavy injuries could be taken away now. Now, isn't he a hallucination now? He actually heard that Mr. Pierre's condition had stabilized. Could it be that Dr. Schneider had something to leave and rushed back? Or was the nurse misunderstood that she was not talking about Mr. Pierre but someone else's patient.

"Yes, of course it's Mr. Pierre." The nurse looked at Dr. Jones with a strange look. Who else could it be if he wasn't.

"It's really stable?" Dr. Jones frowned, "Forget it, I'll go and see it myself." After saying that, the nurse didn't wait for the nurse to say anything. Her steps were a little faster and she ran towards the operating room outside her brain.

"Thank God, Dr. Jones, you are finally here." Dr. Brown, who received a notification from the doorman outside the operating room, was waiting there. "Although the patient's condition has temporarily stabilized, it is still in a dangerous state. It's great that you can come back in time. By the way, this is the previous cT scan diagnosis result, please take a look."

"Okay." Without even having to exchange more greetings with Dr. Brown, Dr. Jones took the order and browsed quickly.

The result of the cT scan on the list made Jones feel excited and his heart sank. The condition was more serious than what he expected when he heard it in obedience, and the doubts in his heart were even worse. Even if he had been in the hospital and had a timely operation, the success rate of the operation was not optimistic, especially now that he has been delayed for so long, I am afraid that the patient has already...

Wait, it's not right. Not only the nurse before, but Dr. Brown just now also said that the patient's vital signs have stabilized. The nurse does not understand that it is possible to make mistakes. The possibility of Dr. Brown making such a low-level mistake is infinitely close to zero. But if this is the case, it would be incredible!

"Where is the patient?" Forget it, let's see the patient, Dr. Jones said. He trusts his eyes and his own expertise more than others' judgments.

"Here, Mr. Pierre is here." Dr. Brown took Dr. Jones to the bed where Mr. Pierre is.

"Oh my God, what is this?!" Looking at the needle in front of him and looking at Mr. Pierre, who was almost like a hedgehog, Dr. Jones blurted out, "What are you doing? Do you want to murder him?"

Hearing Dr. Jones's exclamation, Dr. Brown felt embarrassed, but soon a resentment rose from the bottom of his heart. Damn, if it weren't for the lack of doctors outside the brain, if Mr. Pierre had really reached a critical moment of life and death, would he have made this choice? Taking the risk of accepting a doctor, a young girl, was he also taking a great risk. Is it good if it wasn't for the sense of responsibility for the patient, and if Mr. Pierre's special identity after he was released, would he take the risk of this possibility to bring him to court?

"Dr. Jones, in fact, if you don't use this kind of 'murder' method, we probably have already arrived by the time you arrive, poor Mr. Pierre probably no longer lying here. You can check Mr. Pierre's current physical condition by yourself," Dr. Brown said with a dark face, signaling Dr. Jones to check the monitoring devices connected to Mr. Pierre himself. "It is these needles that he can keep his current appearance."

I subconsciously looked at the readings displayed by the monitoring devices next to me. Sure enough, the data displayed above was so good that it was not as good as Mr. Pierre's current illness. No matter how you don't understand or feel incredible, the facts are in front of you, and the facts are indisputable!

"I'm sorry, I mean..." Dr. Jones apologized, but didn't know how to explain his previous misconduct.

"Forget it, I understand what you mean," Dr. Brown waved his hand and said that he didn't mind. "The most important thing now is to perform surgery on Mr. Pierre as soon as possible. After all, you have seen it, and his condition cannot be delayed. And the doctor who helped him get these needles said that her needles can only have an emergency effect, and can only last for two hours at most."

"Two hours?" Dr. Jones's face relaxed, so he would have more time to come up with a more suitable solution.

"That was on the premise that Mr. Pierre's spleen can support it, but you saw it," Dr. Brown reached out and flipped the examination reports that Dr. Jones held in his hand, pointing out the cT scan of the spleen. "Mr. Pierre's spleen injury is impossible to drag on. The surgery must be performed as soon as possible. The doctor who applied the acupuncture also said that if the spleen surgery is performed, it will affect the effect of these needles. These two hours cannot be guaranteed, so you must come up with a suitable treatment plan as soon as possible."

"I understand." Dr. Jones agreed with Dr. Brown's words.

"Okay, you can do it as soon as possible. Mr. Pierre's family has been contacted. They are rushing here. It is estimated that they will arrive. You can prepare the surgical consent form. The family is here so that they can sign it so that the operation can be performed as soon as possible. I will now ask the doctor who helped Mr. Pierre's acupuncture. She said that if the surgery is performed, she will need to take these needles." Dr. Brown explained.

"Okay, let's prepare now." Dr. Jones nodded.

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At this time, on the other end, Jian'er took out the bottles and jars that had been packed before again, preparing for treatment for several old men.
Chapter completed!