Chapter 1127: Feel that I can't

It was extremely difficult to take the bullet from the heart, and Wen Jie sweated slightly on her forehead:
"carry on!"
The tone was still calm and composed.
The second knife cut quickly, this time I was lucky, the knife edge was on the bullet.
"pliers."
"Pliers, here."
Wen Jie took the pliers, and was even more cautious in the subsequent movements, and did not start directly.
It's not as simple as finding where the bullet is and you can take it out directly. The strength, angle, and other aspects require precise calculations before you can really do it.
I even held the pliers to simulate several times, and then saw the pliers move instantly.
It is worthy of being Wen Yidao, a well-known thoracic surgery surgeon. After he was confirmed, he was quick, ruthless and accurate.
For a moment, everyone held their breath.
It wasn't until the bullet stuck in the aorta was picked up by the forceps, and everyone breathed out again.
"Stop bleeding."
Jiang Tingxu's speed was not too slow, almost immediately after Wen Jie's words, he began to stop bleeding.
The bullet that has just been clamped has been clamped into the disk, covered with blood, and is at least about eight or nine millimeters in length.
However, only one was taken out, and there was another one!
Everyone's brows began to sweat, of course, their thoughts were very clear.
After the blood stopped completely, Jiang Tingxu backed away:
"Aunt Wen, that's all right."
Wen Jie nodded and glanced at the value on the life monitor next to him. Although it had fallen a little, it was not much, within the normal range.
"One more, we have to speed up."
"Yes!"
After all, the longer the bullet stays in the body, the more unstable factors there will be. It is better to deal with it as soon as possible.
The position of the second bullet is much easier than the position of the first bullet. This bullet is closer to the lungs. Even if there is an accident, it can be treated in time.
Unlike the heart, once it collapses, it may really be powerless.
Since the start of the operation, Wen Jie has been hypnotizing herself in her heart:
Regardless of the past, he is now a patient and needs his own help to help him remove the bullet!
The doctor's mission: to save the dead, heal the wounded, heal the sick and save the lives!
The doctor's responsibilities: to always consider the patient, do everything possible to relieve the patient's pain; rescue the dead, and practice humanitarianism.
And respect the personality and rights of patients, and treat patients equally regardless of ethnicity, gender, occupation, status, or property status!
Therefore, when the second bullet was successfully taken out, Wen Jie's whole body was instantly relieved.
"Success, success." Guan Xiaodong shouted excitedly.
Two bullets stuck in the heart and lungs were really successfully taken out. How can we not get excited?
Not to mention Guan Xiaodong, Wen Jie, who was the chief surgeon, was also excited after seeing both bullets were successfully taken out by him. Of course, his face was not very visible.
"Stop the bleeding, stitch up the wound."
Next, Wen Jie didn't plan to do it anymore, and gave everything to Yizhu.
Jiang listened to Xu and called Guan Xiaodong.
The two usually have a pretty good relationship. Besides, Guan Xiaodong, a young man who likes to play games, has good professional knowledge. Therefore, if there is a chance, everyone will give him a chance.
The richer the clinical experience, the more helpful it is for future development!
"I will stop the bleeding and stitch you up later."
Guan Xiaodong was obviously surprised:
"Ah I?"
"Why? Feel that you can't do it?"
"Ah, that's not the case, it's too sudden."