Extraordinary Girl
Once again creating a miracle
Son asked again, “Where is Doctor Gabriel? Why isn't he out yet?”
Hearing this, Haif laughed at yin and yang and said, “She, she is still saved. Let one of his students who has never had surgery do it. If they have the ability, we will hand it to him.”
Son released Haif weakly, and he slumped on the chair.
He had the urge to rush to the ward, but there was still a glimmer of hope in his heart that his son would be saved ...
Son did not dare to go in and disturb Gabriel and Serra.
Staying outside the ward, to him, every point was suffering.
Haif did not leave either, he stared at the operating room mockingly.
To ask a student to save a patient, Gabriel was too confident with that student.
Serra is only 19 years old, can she really save patients?
A joke!
If this operation fails, Gabriel must take responsibility.
Gabriel's treatment in the hospital was excellent. Haif is jealous of Gabriel. If Gabriel's reputation is destroyed by this operation, he'll be happy.
The corner of Haif's lips provoked a mocking smile.
In the ward, only Gabriel and Serra were left.
At this moment, the operations of the two of them were completely switched, Serra was in charge of the rescue, and Gabriel was sending out equipment and medicine.
Serra's brows stiffened, his movements unhurried.
Gabriel looked at the ECG nervously.
In the blink of an eye, six minutes passed, and if it was not stored in six more minutes, there was basically no hope.
Time passes quickly.
The patient's electrocardiogram fluctuated more and more smoothly, Gabriel's heart lifted, and he was very nervous.
The Serra movement continues.
The patient's rash disappears, but the electrocardiogram still goes very smoothly with small fluctuations.
Obviously, the patient's breathing is very weak.
Time passed, and seeing that there was only a minute left, the patient still did not wake up.
Gabriel surrenders.
He let out a heavy sigh, he did not have much hope, even if he failed, he would not blame Serra, after all, even himself could not end the contract.
“tit tit.” There was a tight sound, and the electrocardiogram was drawn into a straight line without fluctuations.
The patient's heart rate stops.
Gabriel expected such a situation, and he was not too disappointed.
Fearing Serra would be hit, she comforted: “Ra, you don't have to blame yourself, or feel that you've done something wrong, just do your best. This symptom is curable, but it is very sad."
Gabriel sighed, "Right now, a total of three patients have been saved, but they all have serious residual symptoms."
Serra tightened her eyebrows, and she glanced at the patient's eyes.
Then press his chest.
"Serra, you don't have to ..."
Those words suddenly caught in his throat, and Gabriel frowned. He seemed to see the patient's finger moving, and he saw an electrocardiogram.
The ECG has been restored! !
"Serra, you ..." Gabriel was surprised, was he really saved by Serra?
A hint of sweat appeared on Serra's forehead, and a relaxed smile appeared on her face, "Professor Gabriel, I saved her."
"Good!!"
Gabriel said three good words in a row. He did not delay any longer and was busy examining the condition of the patient.
A minute later, Gabriel's fingers trembled.
“Hey, it's recovered. Now that the red rash on his body has faded, his breathing and heartbeat have returned to a stable level, and there are no residual symptoms that the patient will experience before after being rescued.”
Sure enough, Serra once again created a miracle.
Gabriel looked at Serra with bright eyes.
"Ra, I feel like you can fully go on to become a teacher, it seems like nothing can confuse you."
Lt's true.
Gabriel asked himself, there was no way he could learn a drug to boost immunity and cure the symptoms of sells during surgery, and Serra solved it easily.
He had a premonition that Serra would make a greater contribution to the world's medical industry in the future.
Serra said helplessly: "Professor Gabriel, you must continue to operate on the patient."
"Okay, then Serra, you go and rest for a while, then you'll help me later."
This operation is not difficult. If nothing else happened, he could solve it himself.
Serra sat there for a while when she heard this.
He just got tense. This time, he was a little tired. He nodded, "OK."
Outside the ward, Haif took out his phone and looked at the time.
Fifteen minutes have passed.
He frowned. They both haven't come out yet?
Haif waited patiently, 30 minutes later, they still had not come out.
Some hope appeared in Son's eyes. He asked, “Dr. Haif, didn't you say that my son can only last more than ten minutes? But it's been over forty minutes, and Dr. Gabriel's still here. In the ward, has he been saved.”
Haif would naturally not believe that the patient was out of harm's way.
Perhaps, with Gabriel's level, the patient can be cured, but only Serra?
Oh, joke!
Haif sneered in his heart, deeply disliking it.
He comforts: “Master Son, maybe your son has been saved, but the chances are small. After all, there were more than 1,000 cases of this situation, and only three were out of danger, and your son was still saved by his disciples Dr. Gabriel.”
Maybe Serra and Gabriel are discussing countermeasures.
After all, if this incident were to explode, Gabriel's reputation would be ruined.
Let a student who has not undergone any surgery to save a dying patient, he worries Gabriel is the only one.
Of course, Haif did not say these words.
Son's hopes finally light up again.
"Mr Son, I'll go first.”
Haif picked up his phone, came to a corner, and called the director of the Hospital.
“Director, Gabriel had an accident during the operation. Come here." Come here."
The director was very concerned about Gabriel. Hearing what Haif said, he immediately rushed over.
Haif explained the situation to the Director, “Director, during the patient's operation, the disease sells rupture, and Dr. Gabriel handed the rescue work to Serra."
The director frowned and asked: "What about you, as the deputy chief surgeon for this operation, you don't stay in the ward with surgery, you run out?"
The Director's voice asked.
Haif hurriedly replied: "Director, I have persuaded Dr. Gabriel to do it himself instead of letting Serra come, but Dr. Gabriel does not want to. I left in a state of anger, and that patient would never be able to be saved.”
"Haif, what about your medical ethics?" The director was furious, "Even if the patient only had the last breath, you should try to save him, not give up."
Haif grinned at his neck and retorted: "Director, if Doctor Gabriel comes to the rescue, I will definitely stay and help him, but let a student come, where will he put my face?"
"Haif, you haven't realized where you're wrong?" The director frowned.
Haif stopped talking, hatred hidden deep in his eyes.
Sure enough, the Director was eccentric to the extreme. It was clear that Gabriel was wrong and protected him like this.
The director also stayed outside the ward and did not leave.
Fifteen minutes later, the electronic horizontal screen above the door frame, the words in the operation came out, Gabriel and Serra came out of the operating room one after another, Serra closed the door.
Haif said strangely, "Doctor Gabriel, Serra, have you saved the patient?"
Before they could answer, he went on to say: “I told you, don't do that, lest you get in trouble, Doctor Gabriel, I said, if you let your student come to save the patient and he doesn't understand, what should you do? Will they think about you?"
Haif's tone of voice inevitably carried some pride.
He was naturally happy to see Gabriel's bad luck.
Son listened, his heart cold, his voice trembling, "Doctor Gabriel, my son, how is my son?"
Gabriel took off his mask, "Congratulations, your son is safe."
Son suddenly grabbed Gabriel's hand, "Really?"
His eyes were fixed on Gabriel, for fear that Gabriel would lie just to comfort him.
Gabriel nodded firmly, “Master Son, you can be sure that Taka is healthy. Although the operation was difficult, there was basically no problem right now. If he continues to stay in the hospital for two weeks of observation, he can be discharged.”
After hearing this, the Director and Haif were also shocked.
In response, Haif asked: “How is it possible to be healthy? Doctor Gabriel, you also told a low-level lie? Even if the patient does not die, there will be serious residual symptoms.”
Gabriel sneered, “You don't have the ability to do it. This does not mean that others cannot do it. Dr. Haif, you're still myopic.”
He turned to Son and said, "Mr Son, now you can go in and see your son.”
"Good."
Son came in quickly.
Gabriel never lies, and sooner or later this kind of lie will be revealed. Gabriel doesn't have to lie.
Thinking of this, Haif was stunned, and his eyes were filled with disbelief. Do they really bring back patients?
The director asked excitedly: “Doctor Gabriel, is sells really cured?”
Gabriel brightened his head.
"And there's more."
The director also entered the ward and began to examine the patients.
For ten minutes, his hands trembled, agitated.
Really, the disease does not leave any impact on the patient.
As the Director walked out, Haif's heart felt cold as he looked at the Director's expression.
It healed…
Haif's face turned pale.
The Director's eyes were very bright, his gaze was fixed on Serra, and he asked very gently: "Serra student, is this really what you saved back?"