signingbooks Chapter 230 Successful Surgery
Chapter 230 Successful Surgery
Chapter 230 Successful Surgery
Chapter 230 Successful Surgery
"You calm down."
The middle-aged doctor felt a little guilty.
"Calm down? I'm very calm. I can sign an agreement with you now. If my father has any problems again, I will never hold your hospital responsible."
"But……"
"No matter whether the operation is successful or not, my Zhuo family will donate [-] million to the hospital to express our gratitude."
In order to win this opportunity, Zhuo Le really worked hard.
Chu Feng felt that Alexander was carrying such a heavy trust from the Zhuo family. Can he really save Zhuo Zhentian?
"Please, my father is not yet 60 years old, he should not have passed away so early..."
Suddenly, Zhuo Le's voice choked up, his knees bent, and he knelt down to the doctors.
He put his hands in his hair and cried until his heart broke. This scene was so sad that everyone shed tears when they saw it.
Both Chu Feng and Yan Jiahe's eyes were red, and the doctors hurriedly supported Zhuo Le, losing their senses for a moment.
"Okay, okay! I promise you, but there is still an exemption agreement, and you must sign it."
The middle-aged doctor finally let go.
Zhuo Le quickly wiped away his tears to express his gratitude. The middle-aged doctor nodded and his eyes fell on Chu Feng:
"Young man, you better be responsible for your actions!"
These words were like Mount Tai overwhelming, Chu Feng felt out of breath again, he adjusted his breathing way:
"I will."
After a while, Zhuo Zhentian was carried on a stretcher and transferred from the ward to the operating room.
Chu Feng walked in with several assistants sent by the hospital, fully armed.
Everyone who followed him to the operating room looked at his back nervously. Some were praying for a successful operation, while others were cursing for its failure.
Among these people, there was a man wearing a black peaked cap who had been standing not far from the crowd. He took out his mobile phone and made a call:
"Mr. Zhuo's condition has taken a turn for the better. I'm following it up. It seems that a genius doctor has come. Yes, yes, it depends on the situation. See you tomorrow on Toutiao."
In the operating room, everything was ready. The moment Chu Feng picked up the scalpel, a precise surgical plan flooded into his mind.
His knife cut through the flesh steadily...
Time passed by every minute and every second, and the hospital assistants next to him shook their heads repeatedly at first. They had already thought about Chu Feng's idea, and the feasibility was extremely low.
If this continues, Zhuo Zhentian may not be able to survive the operation and may die.
But when the operation lasted nearly 10 minutes, the situation took a turn for the better.
Several pairs of their eyes were clearly staring at Chu Feng's hands, but they still didn't understand a few steps.
Why did Chu Feng do that?It was obvious that the action just now had nothing to do with the operation.
etc!Is it really irrelevant?
One of the assistants' eyes widened suddenly, and some information he had read in ancient medical books flashed through his mind.
Could it be...Could it be that the man named Chu Feng in front of him could combine the viewpoints described in ancient medical books with modern western medicine technology?
This is impossible!How could the two be combined in such a complex operation?This is an unprecedented move!
He continued to read, and found that things were far more simple than he thought. He hurriedly recorded everything he saw with his eyes and brain.
But maybe he was too excited, he watched and forgot those steps, sweating profusely.
Suddenly, he felt palpitations and fainted to the ground.
Without squinting, Chu Feng said in a low voice:
"Help him out, he needs oxygen."
The assistants didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly paid the fainted person away.
An hour had passed at this time, and Chu Feng's forehead was beaded with sweat. Apart from the precise and complicated surgical procedures, there was no other thought in his mind.
He didn't even remember what the person undergoing surgery in front of him was, maybe it was just a mass of flesh and blood, no matter what it was, he wanted to save it.
two hours, three hours...
It was getting brighter, and some people outside the operating room had a sleepless night, and some people were snoring everywhere.
People who can't sleep have no strength to worry, but just open their eyes tiredly, waiting hard.
It was not until eight o'clock in the morning that the lights outside the operating room were turned off.
Yan Jiahe was the first to react and stood up abruptly. Because he had been sitting for too long, his eyes darkened and he almost fainted.
With the support of Zhuo Le and Zhuo Nan, You Meiling also stood up, and the group subordinates who had slept all night behind them were awakened by the sound, and quickly surrounded them.
In the operating room, Zhuo Zhentian's incision had been sealed, and everyone's eyes fell on the multifunctional monitor that recorded the patient's vital signs.
I couldn't believe that the patient was still alive, and his vital signs gradually stabilized.
This... is probably an incomprehensible miracle!
Zhuo Zhentian was pushed out of the operating room, but Chu Feng still stayed inside.
Unexpectedly, an operation would exhaust his physical strength. He no longer had the strength to stand up, so he could only sit on the ground against the wall to rest.
Cries of joy and tears came from outside the operating room. Chu Feng turned his head to look at the door, with a smile on his pale face.
This one-for-one exchange is really worth it!
Outside the operating room, Yan Jiahe stopped an assistant and asked:
"Where is Chu Feng? The chief surgeon!"
"He's still in there and he needs to rest."
"Can I go in?"
"Sorry, you can't go in."
Everyone else followed Zhuo Zhentian back to the intensive care unit, only Yan Jiahe was still anxiously waiting for Chu Feng outside.
After a while, Zhuo Le and Zhuo Nan also rushed back, and not long after, Chu Feng finally appeared with a tired pace.
"Chu Feng! Good job!"
Yan Jiahe stepped forward and hugged Chu Feng, his face was full of joy.
Zhuo Le and Zhuo Nan glanced at each other, and suddenly they knelt down in front of Chu Feng with a plop.
Chu Feng and Yan Jiahe were taken aback for a moment, and quickly stepped forward to help them.
"What are you doing, get up!"
"Chu Feng! How should Xiao Le and I thank you?"
Zhuo Nan's crying voice changed, and Zhuo Le also had tears in his eyes and was very excited.
"Of course I have to thank me. I'll talk about it after I think about it. I'm hungry and sleepy now. Is there anything I can eat?"
Chu Feng said relaxedly, the atmosphere was much more comfortable.
"Walk around, I'll take you to eat the best tofu nao nearby."
"Where is enough tofu brain? Chu Feng, come to my house, and I will ask the chef to cook for you!"
Zhuo Le and Yan Jiahe wanted Chu Feng to accept their opinions every word they said.
Seeing that the Zhuo family siblings had returned to their former self, Chu Feng was relieved.
When several people walked out of the hospital, they were suddenly surrounded by a group of people.
They held microphones and cameras and asked many questions.
"Mr. Chu, how did you cure Chairman Zhuo?"
"Where did you graduate? Is your approach to cancer documented?"
"Did you know you performed medical miracles?"
"What do you usually like to study? Where are you studying now?"
……
Chu Feng really didn't have the energy to answer these questions, let alone push them away. It was Yan Jiahe and Zhuo Le who worked together to lead him out of the encirclement.
They finally decided to take Yan Jiahe's advice and drink his so-called top tofu nao.
However, when Doufu Nao first came up, Yan Jiahe saw the video news of them being surrounded by reporters on his mobile phone.
"Where did these reporters get the news?"
"Paparazzi are indeed paparazzi. They are as pervasive as flies. Just ignore them."
"Yes, Chu Feng, eat quickly."
(End of this chapter)