First Lady of the Crown Prince - Chapter 702

  Chapter 702 Success

If Gu Yan does not receive the palm of Nangong Li, there may be a slight chance of interventional occlusion—just a very thin sheath, puncture from the leg to the heart, and send the occluder into the defect. It can easily plug the defect.

But now his defect area is too large, the small blocking umbrella is no longer enough, and there are some complications, so he can only perform invasive cardiac surgery.

Guo Shi looked at Gu Jiao’s disinfection position and said, “You don’t do orthopaedic surgery?”

Front thoracotomy is to cut the sternum from the top of the heart. The operation is simple, the exposed area is large, and the doctor’s technical requirements are not particularly high.

However, Gu Jiao chose to make a small incision from Gu Yan’s right armpit, which increased the difficulty of the operation by more than one level.

“The wound during open thoracotomy is too long, and the probability of complications such as postoperative pericardial effusion is also high.”

She didn’t want to leave such an ugly scar on Gu Yan’s chest, nor did she want to cause more damage to his body.

The right incision is less traumatic and does not damage the bones and muscles. It is a lot more difficult for her to operate, but the postoperative recovery and various complications will be reduced accordingly. Moreover, such a small incision can use the scar from the institute. The paste can be repaired.

Gu Yan is still stinky.

Gu Jiao inserted the catheter through the incision to establish the cardiopulmonary bypass, and then the actual operation began.

…

In the wing room, Mr. Meng sits on a chair and shakes his legs.

Yu He watched that the six-nation chess sage, who has always been calm and calm, began to shake his legs. He couldn’t help but comforted him: “Mr. Meng, you don’t need to be too nervous. With the Master of the National Normal University, the operation will be completed successfully.

Yu He did not know that the real doctor in charge was actually Gu Jiao. All the disciples of the National Master Hall regarded Master Gu as a god. They believed in the Master, regardless of medical skills or divination, Master Gu It is the existence that can always create a myth in everyone’s mind.

“I’m not nervous.” Mr. Meng Lao said.

“Then your leg…” Yu He looked at Mr. Meng and shook his right leg.

Mr. Meng held his right leg without a trace, and asked in a deep voice, “What happened to my leg?”

Yu He looked at the right leg that was pressed down by him, and then at the left leg that was shaking unconsciously.

Yu He: “…”

…

Tianqiong Academy, Gu Xiaoshun went to Mingxintang to ask for leave from the teacher who was in class today.

Jiang Master tuned the class two days ago, and today it is Gao Master’s arithmetic class.

“Why can’t Xiao Liulang come?” Gao Fuzi asked.

This is a very serious problem for students. Not only are they always credited, they always ask for leave.

“What’s wrong with him this time?”

Gu Xiaoshun said: “It’s not Xiao Liulang who is sick, but Gu Yan. Xiao Liulang sent Gu Yan to the National Teacher’s Palace for surgery.”

Master Gao said nothing more.

A student who never listens to lectures in class and only relies on copying all his homework will not care!

“Class.” Sitting at the lecture, Gao Fuzi said lightly, “Take out all the homework assigned yesterday, let’s see how to solve the first operation.”

Student: “…”

Gao Fuzi: “…”

…

In the house, Madam Nan was feeding the Black Wind King and the Horse King, and at the same time she said helplessly: “I’m up and down in my heart, and I always feel that something is going to happen.”

The King of Black Wind is used to eating good things. At first glance, the grass and vegetable leaves they feed can hardly be uttered.

The king of horse eats so much.

Master Lu said: “You think too much, but that is the Palace of the National Masters. I haven’t heard of someone who can’t cure them after going to the Palace of the National Masters.”

Nan Shi’s wife gave him a look: “How much do you know about the Palace of the National Teacher?”

“I…” Master Lu choked and whispered, “Am I not comforting you?”

“Oh.” Nan Shiniang sighed heavily and looked at the door.

The King of Black Wind finally made up his mind to take a bite of the cabbage leaves. Just as she craned her neck, Master Nan took the dustpan away in despair.

Black Wind King: “…”

…

In the middle of the operation, the plasma provided by the small medicine box was not enough. Gu Yan’s blood pressure dropped sharply. If this continues, he will die on the operating table due to excessive blood loss.

“Pick me.” Gu Jiao said.

“The operation has not been completed yet.” The national teacher reminded.

“I know.” Gu Jiao rolled up her sleeves, “White filter.”

Gu Jiao gave Gu Jiao a deep look and said, “Do you know that what you are doing now is crazy and dangerous? I have never seen a doctor draw his own blood to a patient on the operating table.”

Gu Jiao stretched out her arm: “Pump faster.”

The national teacher took out the white filter and connected it to the infusion tube: “How much?”

Gu Jiao said, “He can smoke as much as he wants.”

A steady stream of blood was drawn from Gu Jiao’s body and flowed into Gu Yan’s body one by one through the white filter.

Gu Yan has never experienced such a feeling. With a heart disease, he can’t even sleep as securely as an ordinary person. He endures the torture caused by the heart disease every moment, but just before him, he fell asleep deeply. , Can’t feel the slightest pain.

Just falling asleep, his body became cold, as if he was on a glacier, and as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

He feels that he can’t make it through.

But suddenly, a warm current slowly poured into his body, and he felt the warmth he hadn’t had for a long time, and the blood seemed to be rushing again.

He opened his eyes weakly: “Sister…”

Gu Jiao stood beside him, held his hand, leaned down, and gently pressed his forehead with her forehead.

“Gu Yan, hold on.”

I don’t know why I came to this time and space. If I have a mission, one of them must be to heal you.

“Can’t smoke anymore.” The national teacher said, “600ml is gone. Normally, the maximum is 400ml.”

Gu Jiao said without hesitation: “Go on.”

Gu Yan touched her forehead, closed her eyes with a trembling, hot tears slipped down: “Sister…Don’t…”

…

“Why don’t you come out? It’s dark!”

Mr. Meng has wandered to the door for hundreds of times.

Yu He patiently said: “Don’t worry, if there is no news, it is good news. If the patient really has a long history and two shortcomings, and the operation fails, the National Normal University will come out long ago.”

The truth is that it’s true, but it’s also worrying if the operation has been successful. If the operation was really successful, it would have been out long ago, right?

Is it because there is some danger in the middle of the operation, and the rescue has been carried out all the time?

…

Gu Jiao’s eyelids were a little heavy, and she moved them several times before finally lifting them.

The dazzling light caught her eyes, but she quickly adjusted to it.

She found herself lying on another operating table.

Guo Shi came over, took a look at her, and said, “How do you feel? You just lost too much blood and fainted, and you almost couldn’t get back to the rescue.”

Gu Jiao recalled, and recalled a memory from her blank mind: “I have completed the operation.”

Guo Shi nodded, Shenhua’s inner eyes looked at her: “Yes, you did it.”

Obviously he had already lost too much blood, but with a terrible obsession, he was forced to complete the entire operation before he fell to the ground.

Gu Jiao asked, “Where is Gu Yan?”

Guo Shi raised his finger and pointed: “Beside you.”

The extracorporeal circulation has stopped, and Gu Yan is lying quietly on another operating table, his heart beating vigorously.

The operation ended perfectly, but whether he can survive the dangerous period depends on whether he can wake up smoothly.

Gu Jiao got off the operating table, came to him, held his hand, and touched his forehead.

“Ayan.”

She whispered to him.

Gu Yan did not respond.

She called out again: “Ayan.”

Gu Yan’s eyelids moved.

This is Gu Jiao’s voice.

Gu Jiao continued calling him: “Ayan, Ayan.”

Gu Yan slowly opened his eyes, looked at the pale and bloodless face above his head, and said weakly: “I heard someone calling me, is that you?”

Gu Jiao nodded and looked at him steadily: “It’s me.”

Gu Yan’s eyes revealed a trace of confusion and doubt: “Who are you… Why do you call me?”

Gu Jiao was taken aback.

Is it a sequelae of surgery? Did something go wrong in the middle of the process causing intracranial hypertension and brain damage?

Have never seen such a situation, but if it is true, then amnesia is just an external manifestation, and there may be more serious brain damage in him.

Gu Jiao said: “You wait, I will check it for you.”

Gu Yan grabbed her hand with his remaining strength, and looked at her particularly seriously: “You look… so good-looking, do you lack your brother?”

Gu Jiao was taken aback again, the little dull hair on the top of her head turned up, like a little dumb rabbit.

Gu Yan smiled weakly and said, “If you are missing, take me home.”

The rest of my life is very long, please advise, sister.

(End of this chapter)