MTL - Dr. Jiang Is Pregnant With His Nemesis’s Child-Chapter 17 care

The green emergency surgery bag was opened, and the soft and white gauze was placed in the tray. Various silver surgical instruments made a collision sound, and were neatly arranged on the green cloth by the nurse.

After confirming the anesthesia, Zhang Yun's abdomen was exposed, and the drape was sterilized, leaving only the surgical area.

The clock in the operating room was ticking, and the time passed rapidly.

In the case where the fetus has a high probability of respiratory distress, every second sooner may have one more hope of birth.

As time passed by, Zhang Yun's body was sliced ​​open layer by layer by the sharp scalpel. The silver lancet looked extraordinarily cold under the white light of the shadowless lamp. Jiang Xu's movements were crisp and fast. With Shen Fangyu's cooperation, every Every point was stepped on precisely, without him even needing to make a sound, Shen Fangyu had already prepared the next step for him.

Caesarean section is not a complicated operation, but when the speed is required to be extreme while ensuring the accuracy of the operation, this operation requires the operator to have extremely high psychological quality and surgical ability.

Jiang Xu's technique is extremely neat, and every operation is fast and precise. A thin layer of sweat is already breaking out on his forehead, and light sweat is also breaking out from his fingers wrapped in latex gloves.

The operating room was extremely quiet, and Chen Qi didn't know what the two leading doctors were thinking. From his point of view, he could only see that the two were extremely fast, cooperating quite tacitly, and there was no panic on their faces. His heart was about to jump out of his throat. For so many years, he had never been so nervous even when he was giving a report in English for his graduation defense.

Chen Qi looked at the fetal heart rate monitor frequently, as if he could see the falling guillotine when he raised his eyes. He was flustered and short of breath, and the darkness was suffocating. Even his little assistant felt the huge pressure brought by the tight time. The pressure on Jiang Xu and Shen Fangyu to fight will only intensify.

Everyone's faces were heavy, and there was no other sound in the intensive care operating room where the needle drop could be heard, except for the "tick" of the instrument.

Until a weak cry of a baby pierced the air in the operating room, and the wrinkled child was carried out by Jiang Xu. Shen Fangyu cut the umbilical cord neatly, took out the placenta, and began to prepare for suturing.

Flowing clouds and flowing water, all in one go.

The tense atmosphere in the entire operating room faded a little in an instant, and everyone had uncontrollable smiles on their faces.

The mask covering his face was steamed and a little stuffy. Jiang Xu took a deep breath, glanced at the clock in the operating room, and said lightly: "The record has been broken."

"Then it doesn't matter who the first assistant is." Shen Fangyu smiled and did the stitching, "Let me be your assistant, it's hard for you not to break the record." When he laughed, the silkworms under his eyes were obvious, and Jiang Xu's eyes were suddenly blurred. Shaking.

The child's condition is not very good, but fortunately, the operation was removed quickly enough, his respiratory system was not completely damaged, and he could still cry.

At this time, Zhang Yun, who had been in a coma all along, half-opened his eyes suddenly, wondering if it was the mother-son connection that felt something.

Jiang Xu's peripheral vision never left Zhang Yun, and he caught her waking up at a glance.

"2.1kg, it's a girl." Jiang Xu said it to Zhang Yun, and didn't use too complicated terms. Zhang Yun was still intubated and couldn't make a sound. Jiang Xu held the child in front of Zhang Yun and let him She took a look, and a tear suddenly flowed from the corner of the latter's eye.

However, the race against death is still not over. The most time-consuming part of cesarean section is not the laparotomy, but the stitching.

The neonatal doctor took over the weak child and quickly performed the APGAR score. At the same time, Jiang Xu re-sterilized his hands, took the surgical needle from Shen Fangyu's hand, and continued to suture against time. From the myometrium to the skin, a total of seven Layer, his hand speed is so fast that he can hardly see the movement clearly, only afterimages remain.

For better treatment, Shen Fangyu followed the neonatologists to urgently transfer the baby to a new emergency room. Seeing her child being pushed away, Zhang Yun lowered her eyes, the sockets of which were already flushed.

And as the sutures ended, she was once again pushed to the intensive care unit at the speed of an arrow.

The doctors and nurses in the ICU were already waiting at the door. The moment he saw them, the eyes of the leading doctor lit up, "Okay! That's great!" He couldn't help but said, "I didn't expect you to be so fast!"

They took Zhang Yun from Jiang Xu, and quickly began to test for allergic reactions, and prepared blood perfusion tubes and instruments.

In an instant, Zhang Yun was transferred from the emergency ward to the operating room and then to the ICU, with half of her foot dangling on the line of life and death.

Jiang Xu looked down at the woman on the hospital bed. She had a urinary catheter tied to her leg and a bottle of anti-inflammatory rehydration solution on her hand. She was covered with various catheters and monitor probes. Her bare legs and There were bruises all over the arms.

As the blood perfusion progressed, almost all the medical staff in the operating room silently looked at the changing indicators on the monitor and the color of the dialysate.

Zhang Yun moved his mouth suddenly.

She has recovered from a coma, and the nurse regularly cleaned the mucus in her mouth. Fortunately, she did not suffer from severe poisoning and vomiting.

Due to the confinement of intubation, she couldn't make a sound, but everyone present could understand her lips.

"help me."

Many patients on the line of life and death have said this sentence to Jiang Xu. He has seen this lip language so many times that Jiang Xu can read it at a glance.

Jiang Xu's eyes fell on her arm, and then he shook Zhang Yun's hand, which was filled with various instrument catheters, and there was almost no space left, and saw her close her eyes again and fell into a coma.

"It's been hard work, go and rest." The doctor in the ICU said, "It's up to us next."

In order to provide patients with better nursing conditions, the ICU is not suitable for many people at the same time, besides, Jiang Xu has already completed everything he can do in his professional field. He nodded, walked out of the ICU, and suddenly fell down. On a chair in the hallway.

"Teacher Jiang, what's wrong with you!" Chen Qi looked at him in panic, Jiang Xu was still wearing a green surgical gown, his lips were extremely pale and bloodless.

Jiang Xu shook his head.

He eats irregularly and often stays up late. Stomach problems are a long-standing problem. Especially every time he maintains a state of tension and focuses too much on something and then relaxes, he is prone to stomach pains.

Just now the cesarean section operation requires extremely high speed, and it is necessary to control the precision of the movement while pursuing the speed. Jiang Xu has been in a state of high concentration, just like a bow that is fully drawn, and the nerves are tense. Into a thin line, ignorant of the surrounding things.

I didn't feel it when I was tense, but now I suddenly relaxed, the autonomic nerve function was disordered unexpectedly, and the smooth muscle spasm of the stomach directly made Jiang Xu stunned.

"How is the patient, has he been sent in?" Shen Fangyu rushed over from the neonatology department after explaining the child. Just after asking, he found that Jiang Xu looked uncomfortable, "Stomach pain?"

"It has been sent in, and hemoperfusion is already in progress." Chen Qi hurriedly replied, fearing that Jiang Xu would not have the strength to speak.

"I have a box of omeprazole on my desk, Xiao Chen," Jiang Xu said to Chen Qi, "Please help me—" He stopped suddenly in the middle of speaking.

Chen Qi looked at Jiang Xu in confusion, and the latter bit his lower lip to force himself, "Forget it, no need."

Shen Fangyu's eyes paused.

He knew why Jiang Xu changed his words in the middle of what he said - omeprazole is a forbidden drug for pregnant women.

Jiang Xu's complexion was pale by the light, he raised his head reluctantly and said to the two of them, "I'll be fine after just sitting down for a while, you guys go get busy."

"Are you really okay, Teacher Jiang?" Chen Qi looked at him with worried eyes.

"It's okay." Jiang Xu waved his hand, signaling Chen Qi and Shen Fangyu to leave.

Hearing the footsteps around him going away, Jiang Xu finally let out the last bit of strength to support his figure. He slumped his shoulders, curled up his body, took deep breaths repeatedly, and exhaled slowly to adjust the discomfort in his stomach.

His stomach seemed to be stuffed into a **** stone, falling heavily, oppressing the soft mucous membrane and muscles of the stomach, which made him gasp in pain, and the heavy oppressive feeling became more and more intense. It was getting heavier and heavier, as if a rusty steel knife was grinding his internal organs, Jiang Xu clenched his back molars, and his fingertips began to tremble slightly.

Suddenly, a pink piggy hot water bottle appeared in front of his eyes. He couldn't straighten his back, unable to see who it was, he could only lower his eyes and watch the piggy's naive smile.

"I borrowed it from Xiaoting at the nurse's station. Just return it to her when you're done using it." Shen Fangyu's voice came from above Jiang Xu's head, "I adjusted the water temperature so it won't be too hot. You can apply it for a while."

Jiang Xu took the hot water bottle in silence and stuck it on his upper abdomen through a layer of clothes.

He really didn't have the strength to look up, cold sweat dripped down drop by drop, Jiang Xu could only see that those feet on the floor hadn't moved.

He wanted to say "Why don't you leave", but Shen Fangyu said before him, "What are you doing?"

Jiang Xu groaned, and made a gesture to reach for his cell phone.

"If you want to call the police," Shen Fangyu said, "I already called the police when I filled the hot water bottle for you. The police will arrive soon."

Jiang Xu didn't ask Shen Fangyu why he could guess what he wanted to do. Although they met each other and hated each other, Jiang Xu had to admit that Shen Fangyu was the person with whom he had the best understanding at work.

"You go," Jiang Xu said, "I will return the hot water bottle."

"When will you stop chasing me?" Shen Fangyu asked.

The temperature of the hot water bottle has gradually spread in Jiang Xu's abdomen, warm and comfortable, like a flowing hot spring, slowly diluting his pain.

Therefore, it was rare for him to have a good face towards Shen Fangyu, "In the next life."

Shen Fangyu: "..."

"Let's go." He doesn't have the habit of sticking a hot face to a cold butt, and his relationship with Jiang Xu hasn't been easy for so many years. The hot water bottle is only because Jiang Xu's face is really bad, plus the child's matter, Shen Fangyu calmed down, and still felt that Very guilty.

He wants to make up for Jiang Xu, but that doesn't mean he likes to listen to Jiang Xu's sarcastic remarks.

The pair of shoes in sight disappeared, and Jiang Xu heard Shen Fangyu's footsteps gradually walking away.

Jiang Xu didn't know how long it took before the burning pain in his stomach gradually disappeared, and the hot water bottle was much warmer, without the original temperature.

He stood up holding the hot water bottle and walked step by step along the corridor and stairs to the department. Then he was in the corridor and heard the noise in the hall on the first floor.

No matter what time the hospital is closed, but the hall is much quieter than during the day, so this noise is extraordinarily noisy.

Jiang Xu lowered his eyes and saw that the man who passed by him, Zhang Yun's husband, was swearing and making noise, but the police stopped him and pushed him all the way to the police car.

He thought of the scars on Zhang Yun's body, and the illness that was almost delayed because her husband refused to admit that he had a history of drinking pesticides, and that sentence...help me.

As Doctor Jiang, he wants to save Zhang Yun in the hospital bed, and as Jiang Xu, he also wants to save Zhang Yun in life.

When the hot water bottle was still in Xiao Ting's hands, Xiao Ting's big watery eyes widened, as if she couldn't understand why the hot water bottle that Dr. Poor Doctor Jiang.

However, Jiang Xu did not explain to satisfy her curiosity, but thanked her politely.

After returning home and taking a shower, Jiang Xu turned on the light in the bedroom and opened the half-read literature. The moonlight was getting thicker and thicker, but he didn't have the slightest intention of going to sleep until the neonatology department and the ICU sent him one after another to report his safety. Short message.

Zhang Yun and her daughter are temporarily out of danger.

Jiang Xu just put down the tablet and turned off the soft sleep light.

The person next to Zhang Yun may not care about her life or death, but Dr. Jiang will care about the life and death of each of his patients.