Famous Among Top Surgeons in the 90s
Chapter 1169: 【1169】Found that what she said was all correct

Chapter 1169: 【1169】Found that what she said was all correct

A group of people looked at Zhang Huayao and noticed: Hey, what’s going on with him?

Zhang Huayao’s expression was completely different from usual. It was clear that he was hesitating, not knowing what to do.

Seeing his expression, Tan Kelin’s heart skipped a beat: Could it be that this guy, like him, had experienced a screw-up in front of his student?

Recalling her previous work answers, Zhang Huayao was shocked to realize everything she said was correct, including:

There wouldn’t be major bleeding during surgery. Correct.

The patient would suddenly experience heart trouble during surgery. Correct.

The cause of the heart trouble during surgery would be unidentifiable. Correct.

This situation would exceed all doctors’ preventive measures. Correct...

Where did her incredibly accurate predictions come from? She claimed it was her own gut feeling. Could she have some sort of prophetic sense?

Doctors are scientists; they don’t believe in divine or supernatural matters. Zhang Huayao’s thick brows furrowed tightly. His gray wolf-like eyes hid a sharp light, carrying a trace of scrutiny as they plunged into thought.

Outside the operating room doors, stomp stomp stomp, a lot of people who heard about the teacher’s emergency came running.

Bang bang bang, many people knocked on the door, shouting loudly: "Open the door, you guys!"

"Why did they lock the door?"

"What are they trying to do by not letting us in?"

Seeing the door wouldn’t open, the people outside grew increasingly anxious, their minds spiraling into paranoia.

A cacophony of nonsensical remarks reflected the habitual "black humor" among the surgeons: "Are they secretly doing something to Teacher Lu in there?"

These guys had probably guessed that the emergency inside was under control, and were now cracking jokes to egg them on to open the door quickly.

The people inside the operating room showed remarkable tacit understanding, refusing to open the door, staying silent, and letting those outside wait. Bringing anyone inside would only add to the chaos, after all.

"Continue." Zhang Huayao waved his hand.

The surgery couldn’t be delayed. Delays would only increase the physical burden on the patient. Even the lingering effects of anesthesia could stress the patient. As for the cause of the complication, they could investigate it later.

At this point, he had to admit her work’s answers were correct. In situations where doctors couldn’t prevent complications, what mattered most was their reaction speed. Adapting to emergencies was a standard part of a doctor’s work, particularly for cardiothoracic surgeons.

Thinking this through, her uncanny sense of predictions seemed to align somewhat with the style of cardiothoracic surgery.

The surgical team members resumed their positions, continuing their efforts to wrap up the operation as quickly as possible.

Zhang Huayao’s hands rested on the patient’s chest, never moving an inch.

After the surgery was over, a nurse walked to the operating room doors and called out, "Dr. Cao from the neurology department, please come in."

Everyone else had to back away—they couldn’t afford to create additional chaos.

The patient’s heart had experienced trouble; the greatest fear was that insufficient blood supply would cause irreversible brain damage. The worry was that the heart could be saved, but the brain might not recover, leading to brain death or the patient becoming a vegetative state.

From the nurse’s announcement, the doctors waiting outside quickly deduced that something unexpected must have happened during the surgery.

"Probably cardiac arrest," someone guessed aloud.

Hearing this, Yu Xuexian began furiously scratching the back of his neck. He had just received a phone call from his father and had rushed all the way from gastroenterology.

Nothing terrified him more than this kind of situation; it was even scarier than a patient suddenly bleeding out badly.

Upon being notified, Cao Yong walked over briskly. He hadn’t joined the crowd of onlookers earlier because he knew that if something truly happened, other specialists would inevitably be called upon as needed.