"Yes… yes…"

Nurse Xiao Zhou said breathlessly, "An ambulance just brought in a critically injured patient who's been stabbed over a dozen times. The most lethal injury is in the chest area, just half an inch from the heart… The patient is now suffering from excessive blood loss and has developed obstructive shock. The surgical team is out of options and has come to ask for your guidance!"

"Ah!" Upon hearing Nurse Xiao Zhou's report on the patient's condition, Ling Zhenfei, Old Qiao, and Chen Xianghe were all taken aback.

All three were doctors and naturally understood the terrifying consequences of obstructive shock following severe blood loss.

"How could this happen, where is Liu Zhimin? Where did Liu Zhimin go for advice? What is he doing as the head of surgery? With such a serious injury, couldn't he have come up with a plan in time!"

Faced with such a severe injury, even a veteran doctor like Old Qiao, who had decades of medical experience, couldn't help but feel tense. Though he was shouting loudly, his feet did not stop moving, and he quickly ran towards the emergency room.

"Boss Ling, let's go take a look as well!"

In such critical circumstances, how could Chen Xianghe think about eating? He hurriedly spoke to Ling Zhenfei and then swiftly followed Old Qiao towards the emergency room.

Ling Zhenfei naturally did not delay and followed closely behind.

Normally, no one other than the medical staff in charge of resuscitation was allowed to enter the emergency room. But Ling Zhenfei and Chen Xianghe had come with Director Qiao, and although the medical staff felt it was improper for the two to come in, no one dared to stop them given Old Qiao's grave expression.

"Director!"

As soon as Director Qiao and his group entered the emergency room, they saw several doctors in white coats and face masks coming towards them. The one in front was none other than Liu Zhimin, the director of surgery at the hospital.

"How is the patient doing now? What's your emergency treatment plan?" Director Qiao asked with an extremely grave expression, not even waiting for Liu Zhimin to say much before interjecting.

"This…" Although Liu Zhimin knew the nurse must have already reported the critical condition of the patient to the director, he was still the one most aware of the specifics.

Right away, Liu Zhimin spoke gravely, "The patient has suffered a total of thirteen stab wounds. The most lethal one has severely impacted both lungs and liver.

I've managed to control the bleeding through some emergency measures, but the patient is currently unconscious and the situation is critical. I... I dare not operate rashly!"

"Let me have a look!" Hearing Liu Zhimin's report, Director Qiao's eyebrows furrowed deeply.

If the patient's condition was truly as Liu Zhimin described, then he couldn't blame Liu Zhimin for not having an emergency plan. After all, such a dangerous surgery, not even he would dare to proceed recklessly!

Director Qiao hoped the patient's injuries weren't as severe as described, but when he reached the operating room and found Liu Zhimin's account to be accurate, his heart could not help but suddenly leap with anxiety.

What to do? Now the patient had damage to two vital organs, and what's more, one of the knives was still lodged in a position close to the patient's heart—if they removed the knife carelessly, there would be no need for surgery, as the patient would be dead immediately!

What to do? What to do?

Seeing the patient, pale and nearly lifeless, fainting on the operating table, even Old Qiao, a senior traditional Chinese medicine doctor skilled in saving countless lives, found himself in a dilemma for a moment.

In the patient's current condition, the slightest movement could be fatal. Yet, with every second being critical, time was life—if there was any hesitation not to operate, the patient would die just the same!

What to do? What to do? What to do?

Old Qiao's heart couldn't help but beat rapidly. His face, already marked by the passage of time, now bore an even greater look of worry. He could only cast his pleading gaze towards Chen Xianghe beside him and asked anxiously, "Old Chen, are you confident?"

"I... Old Leader, given the critical condition of the injured, not to mention me, even if you and I joined hands, I'm afraid..."

Upon hearing this, Chen Xianghe's eyebrows furrowed even more tightly, and after a long pause, he murmured a near groan in response.

As an experienced surgeon, Chen Xianghe was well aware of the injured party's dire situation. However, his Medical Arts were not as advanced as Old Qiao's. Under the current circumstances, even Old Qiao hesitated to proceed; how could he, Old Qiao's former assistant, dare to act rashly?

"This..." Seeing the expression on Chen Xianghe's face, Old Qiao also became extremely despondent.

He was well aware that what Chen Xianghe had said was indeed the truth. With such a grave injury, even with their combined efforts, without absolute high-end medical equipment, the chances of success were almost nil!

"Director, under the current circumstances, we absolutely cannot risk surgery! In my opinion, it's best to immediately transfer to the Municipal Hospital!" Seeing Old Qiao fall silent, Liu Zhimin quickly stepped forward to suggest.

"We can't transfer, there is still a chance if we perform surgery now, but transferring will ensure the patient's death!"

Hearing Liu Zhimin's suggestion, Old Qiao's expression changed. He glared fiercely at Liu Zhimin, then pointing at Chen Xianghe standing beside him, he cast an angry look at Liu Zhimin, "Moreover, the Municipal Hospital's Chen Xianghe is right here. If you send the patient to the Municipal Hospital, do you think he can provide better treatment?"

"This…"

Liu Zhimin naturally recognized Chen Xianghe, but he had been too nervous earlier to notice him.

Now, seeing Chen Xianghe staring at him intently without blinking, Liu Zhimin's expression became embarrassed. He felt ashamed for his earlier attempt to shift responsibility by suggesting a transfer and lowered his head in guilt.

"Get ready, this surgery, no matter what, must be performed today!"

A few seconds later, Old Qiao seemed to have made a significant decision and sternly instructed Liu Zhimin. Then he looked towards Chen Xianghe, "Old brother, since I've retired, we haven't collaborated on a surgery. This time, how about we take a gamble together and snatch a life back from King Yan's hands, what do you say?"

"This…" Chen Xianghe appeared somewhat hesitant.

After all, as a doctor who directly faced life and death, he had personally witnessed many such moments.

Although he had become rather indifferent to life and death over the years, he always held a reverent respect for life. The more major surgeries he had experienced, the more cautious he became, not daring to take unnecessary risks.

"Old Chen!"

At this moment, Old Qiao was just as anxious as Chen Xianghe. However, if he didn't take a stand this time, if he wasn't brave enough to try, how could he easily claim to be a doctor who rescues the dying and heals the injured?

"Alright! Old Leader, let's work together again today!"

Though still quite worried, Chen Xianghe saw a kind of confidence on Old Qiao's face. It was a doctor's transcendental confidence and courage that surpassed oneself.

He knew that, oftentimes, being overly cautious is actually a form of cowardice. It was time for him to be bold!

Chen Xianghe agreed with Old Qiao, quickly donned the white coat, took up the scalpel, and began to work with Old Qiao to treat the injured.

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