Chapter 449 - 449 Emergency call for science support

Chapter 449: Emergency call for science support Chapter 449: Emergency call for science support A stream of professional terms poured from her lips.

Doctor Pan and others looked at Tan Kelin, “Worthy of being your student, can she recite by heart so smoothly at the crucial moment? Even colder than you?”

“Hurry, stop the bleeding first,” Gao Zhaocheng called out, stretching his hand quickly to the nurse for a scalpel to extend the surgical incision.

Doctor Pan hesitated, “Are you sure her word is reliable?”

“If you say it’s not the stomach, what could it be, you tell me?”

Doctor Pan was at a loss for words. If he could specify, there wouldn’t be a need to call for backup.

“Go and call someone from Hepatobiliary Surgery,” Tan Kelin instructed him.

“What if they come and it’s not that, what then?” Doctor Pan whispered. Other departments aren’t the same, and asking them to stop what they’re doing to come look, if it turns out to be a wasted trip, it would be hard to explain.

Even if it was gastric bleeding, it wasn’t necessarily related to Hepatobiliary Surgery, such as varices at the bottom of the stomach; other causes like gastric ulcers, gastric rupture, and more needed to be ruled out.

“Just go call!” Gao Zhaocheng spoke.

It could be imagined that both associate chiefs supported Xie Wanying’s viewpoint, so they were instructing to call someone from Hepatobiliary Surgery, trying not to waste precious rescue time.

Gao Zhaocheng knew very clearly, just the sight of that pool of blood inside the abdominal cavity could render someone clueless and panic-stricken. If the junior sister had this instinctive sharp eye to pinpoint the source of massive bleeding so accurately, what reason did they have not to continue trusting her judgement?

Tan Kelin must have thought so early on, aware of his junior sister’s talent in that area, which is why he brought people over.

Seeing both of them in unison, Doctor Pan turned to fetch someone from Hepatobiliary Surgery.

The bleeding control surgery commenced. The surgeon’s hands moved swiftly, locating the site of gastric bleeding and desperately ligating the vessels. Ten minutes later, the blood pressure started steadily climbing.

The fact was now clear, gastric varices were indeed the issue. Doctor Pan’s group was stunned, “What’s going on? The patient didn’t mention having liver cirrhosis?”

Many patients don’t seek medical checks until significant symptoms appear. Just like that emergency case in the department last time was such a case. Early liver cirrhosis symptoms aren’t obvious, and many patients just assume they’re tired from work affecting their digestive function. Besides, it might not be liver cirrhosis that caused it.

The door to the operating room slid open, and the physician from Team Four who was called had arrived, announcing, “Dr. Tao is here.”

Tao Zhijie? A collective shock emerged among the physicians from General Surgery Department Two.

Xie Wanying, standing aside, clearly sensed the sudden odd mood among the teachers, and couldn’t help but wonder what the situation was.

The Senior Tao she met last time at the Cardiothoracic Surgery Department made a good impression on her. The senior’s fair face was mild and gentle, and when he smiled, that beautiful baby face was like a breath of spring, with his eyes curved handsomely bright, like a smiling male deity.

“How did you manage to call him over?” Doctor Pan privately summoned the person who went to call, asking with a silent gaze.

“I don’t know. When I went over to Hepatobiliary Surgery to find someone, the whole operating room knew we were resuscitating. Dr. Tao said he’d come on his own. Maybe he knew our patient was tricky, so he took initiative to come himself, to avoid not being able to handle it and then having to call more people.”

But the issue, Doctor Pan thought, was that this person was a big shot in Hepatobiliary Surgery, not someone who was easily approached. He had no personal connection with Tao Zhijie. If Tao Zhijie came and the patient died, it would burden him. Tao Zhijie had no reason to voluntarily wade into this mess.

“Did you call our Hepatobiliary Surgery because it’s a liver issue?” Wearing surgical gowns along with an assistant, Tao Zhijie first inquired about the situation of the person on the operating table.