Dr. Fang was not even as good as her at this moment, and his mind was in trouble.

Dr. Fang was stared at him and dared not speak out.

As a doctor, you cannot give up easily. It is not right that he just wanted to push the patient directly to the surgical department because he was afraid of what he said.

Internal medicine doctors also make the best considerations for patients and strive for them until the last moment.

When people in the control room heard what was said in the sterile operating room, everyone knew that Jin Tianyu's further test might determine the life and death of the patient.

Yu Xuexian had a solemn brow, and could only continue to wait for the final result.

Fu Xinheng made a gesture to Li Chengyuan. When he saw that something was wrong, he immediately called the anesthesiologist to come down.

Lee Seung-yuan picked up his cell phone.

Xie Wanying stared at the operation opposite the glass with her eyes, and the words in her heart surged to her throat again: She wanted to try, even if she was the only one, if she could work hard to figure out a way.

But how does her brain calculate now? She has not yet calculated the method of a person.

"Yingying, can I do it for you?"

Who was talking to her? Suddenly, she made her feel like she was having a dream in the void. Because she knew that Dr. Song would never be like this.

Turning her head, she looked at the person who was talking with uncertainty: Is it classmate Pan?

Pan Shihua's white and gentle face was like a clear white moonlight, quietly emitting flexible power. After seeing her looking over, nodding to her, confirming that she was right in her ears.

"What did you say?" Feng Yicong came back to his senses and looked at Classmate Pan in surprise.

Who does this student Pan want to help? Want to help Yingying? The female academic master in Yingying’s class? No one can understand her operations.

It would be a hell if Student Pan could help Yingying.

Feng Yicong murmured in his heart that classmate Pan was overestimating his abilities and volunteered to see his own strength first. The class monitor was the second-in-class scorer in the class and didn't dare to say that.

As a child of a doctor, Yue Wentong has always been cautious. The last time he dared to say that he helped Xie because he was too nervous. He was very unfamiliar with today's PCI and naturally he didn't dare to speak. He was not Xie, so he couldn't do that. He was like a massive knowledge base installed in his body and became a master of medicine.

Besides, the last time he assisted her in the brain drainage tube, he did almost nothing, she was doing it alone.

If you can truly cooperate with her skills, you should be on the same level as her.

At this stage, only Song Xuelin has it.

Yue Wentong glanced at the meaningful look of Student Pan: I want to sympathize with this female student in the class to give some effort. The class monitor can understand your mood, but the teacher is here, so don’t show off the class.

Pan Shihua's expression was immediately restrained. After the class monitor's kindness reminded him, he noticed that a group of teachers and senior brothers saw him.

Yu Xuexian, Fu Xinheng, Li Chengyuan, three-double eyes locked on Pan, and his eyes were full of strangeness: Where did this person burst out?

It is normal for the teachers and senior brothers to not recognize him or not to remember him. For example, he has never taken turns to the cardiothoracic surgery department. Only a striking medical student like Xie can first win the attention of teachers in other subjects.

Pan Shihua's psychological pressure suddenly increased, and his fair and beautiful face turned a little white.

"What's his name?" Lee Seung-won turned to the others and the nurse to ask who knew this person.

The nurse shook her head: I don't recognize it.
Chapter completed!