Chapter 1168: The human heart can be very capricious.
Speaking of which, there was a cardiology boss at the scene, someone who had been monitoring the patientâs heart more closely than anyone else. Even so, it seems even the boss couldnât predict this beforehand.
So, what does the boss think now?
After carefully confirming the adoptive motherâs heart had temporarily stabilized, Zhang Huayao, like everyone else, was rapidly pondering this issue. Based on his experience, he would not rule out Adams-Stokes syndrome or a vagus nerve reflex. He asked, âHow much bleeding so far?â
âThe bleeding is only about 80 milliliters so far,â Zhang Tinghai replied. He wasnât defending Tao Zhijieâs team; it was his duty as the anesthesiologist to monitor the patient in real time during the surgery.
For such a major operation, if the patientâs blood loss is only 80 milliliters, it shows how exceptional todayâs surgical team truly is.
âDid the surgery injure the vagus nerve?â Zhang Huayao asked again.
âThe gallbladder portion was completed earlier,â Lau Jingyun quickly answered, sighing heavily. No one wanted todayâs unexpected event to happen.
The surgery was in its final stage, with only the sutures left to close everything up. If it werenât for the sudden emergency, the operation might have been finished in another ten minutes. Under such circumstances, Zhang Huayao, who had been observing the entire procedure closely, couldnât avoid seeing the problem. One could only say that this sudden heart issue with his mother might completely upend his years of clinical experience, rendering it useless.
A dreadful silence suddenly filled the entire operating room. The problem had to be identified, or the surgery couldnât be concluded. They feared sending the patient back to the ward only to find later that the complication stemmed from the surgery itselfâthen it might be too late to fix the situation.
Everyone suddenly recalled: Who was the first to diagnose Teacher Luâs condition in the beginning? Could this person possibly know something?
âYingying,â Tao Zhijie turned his head to her, hoping to understand the reasoning behind how his little junior gave her diagnosis.
Seeing Teacher Tan also turning to her, Xie Wanyingâs elegant brows showed a trace of conflict, reminding her once again of her grandfather.
Speaking of the heartâs terrifying nature in the eyes of doctorsâit necessitated a specialized field of cardiologyâbecause when it comes to sudden, mysterious death, the causes might remain untraceable, leaving doctors utterly helpless. The heart acts like an extremely willful demon: if it wants someone dead, theyâre dead. Itâs akin to Yama, King of Hell, decreeing a death at midnightâwho can extend life until dawn?
Teacher Zhang being called King Yama Zhang might stem from this reasoning. Fighting with Yama for livesâisnât he essentially another version of Yama?
âI think thereâs no specific reason,â Xie Wanying looked up and replied to her senior brother. âIt might simply be because Teacher Lu is getting old.â
Her answer left Zhang Tinghai and the others dumbfounded.
Could that even count as a medical explanation? Didnât it essentially mean there was no underlying cause?
This little junior, with her straightforward nature, sometimes spoke too clinically exact. Tao Zhijieâs brows and lips, tense and taut, couldnât help but relax slightly into a faint curve.
Tan Kelin shook his head; there was nothing to do but accept this studentâs bluntness.
Dr. Xie wasnât wrong. Song Xueling wiped the sweat off his hands, his serene brown eyes blinking as he recalled her words before surgery: in moments like this, doctors can only react swiftly and fight against Death God, putting every ounce of effort into saving lives. Perhaps her words had prepared him, enabling him to run like a hundred-meter sprinter earlier.
Everyone now turned to wait for Zhang Huayaoâs input. After all, this boss was an expert in cardiothoracic surgery and could always provide more professional insights.