Rebirth of a Doctor Without Regrets

Chapter 3 still needs to be solved by hand.

Wang Xiao sorted out his thoughts: clamping blood vessels was effective, but finding the artery was too difficult.

Are we supposed to rely on this inexplicable system and try our luck again and again?

What if the number of backtracking attempts is limited?

The series of failures made Wang Xiao feel insecure.

Heaven gave me the chance to be a doctor in my second life, so I hope I won't end up doing worse than in my first life!

The ambulance was jolted violently once again.

"Am I...am I going to die?" Chen Yuchen's sobs pulled Wang Xiao back to reality.

Regardless, we need to find the bleeding artery first.

The last time Wang Xiao put his gloves into the wound, he could feel a strong flow, but he couldn't feel the temperature very well.

The temperature of blood flowing out of the aorta should be significantly higher than that of the surrounding tissues.

Wang Xiao took off his gloves, picked up the whole bottle of iodine and poured it onto his right hand, letting the iodine flow from his fingertips to his wrist to avoid it flowing back and contaminating his palm.

"What are you going to do?" the accompanying doctor asked.

"The patient's aorta must be closed now."

"No need for forceps?"

"My surgical field is too poor. My eyesight is useless. I can only try with my bare hands and touch."

The accompanying doctor looked at the nurse with disbelief. The nurse nodded in approval of Wang Xiao's approach and calmly adjusted the IV drip volume.

"Aren't you afraid of getting your wound infected by scratching it with your bare hands?" the on-board doctor couldn't help but ask.

"You have to survive first before you have a chance to get infected."

Wang Xiao clenched his five fingers together and probed deep into the wound.

Chen Yuchen let out a scream, gripped the stretcher tightly with both hands, and tried her best to cooperate.

Blood vessels are elastic, so after they are severed, the ends usually retract into the muscle tissue.

Wang Xiao could clearly feel the flow and temperature of the bleeding with her fingers, and she tried to insert it into the warmest part.

Wang Xiao finally felt a lot of pressure between his index finger and thumb, and the temperature was very high.

Chen Yuchen had already lost consciousness. With only one bag of blood left, Wang Xiao tried to clench his two fingers together.

You can feel a smooth, delicate tube that is pulsating.

About two or three seconds later, the monitor stopped alarming, and the blood pressure rose to 100/60 mmHg, continuing to rise slowly as fluid was administered.

"I can stop the bleeding with my bare hands! It actually worked!" The accompanying doctor was astonished.

At this moment, Wang Xiao was maintaining a difficult half-squatting position. The ambulance doctor used a first aid kit to prop up Wang Xiao as a stool so that he could stay stable, and he and the nurse applied two more tourniquets.

"Look at them, heroes have emerged from among the young since ancient times...young people!" the old nurse said.

The accompanying doctor was speechless and could only shift the blame to the driver: "You'd better drive more carefully!"

The driver was about to object, but after glancing back, he exclaimed in surprise, "Good heavens!"

The girl who was huddled in the corner beside him silently raised her phone and took a picture of Wang Xiao stopping the bleeding with his bare hands.

……

Jishuitan Hospital.

Office of the head of trauma orthopedics.

Director Wu Xin, the department's administrative director, president of the Chinese Medical Association's Traumatology Branch, and recipient of a special allowance from the highest administrative authority, has muted all external communication devices and is concentrating intently on revising his thesis.

He has reached the crucial moment of being nominated for academician. From a medical perspective, Director Wu is fully qualified, but he still lacks some so-called theoretical depth.

In this paper, Director Wu summarizes the osteosarcoma treatment plan he pioneered, which can be considered a major achievement for his academician title.

After carefully considering his groundbreaking innovation, Director Wu felt that winning a Nobel Prize wouldn't be an exaggeration, and he couldn't help but hum a little tune.

The landline rang, interrupting his train of thought.

"A broken leg? It's not my shift today. Call the third-line staff on duty according to procedure," Director Wu said impatiently.

Director Wu glanced at his phone casually and found hundreds of missed calls and text messages.

Chen Yuchen? Car accident? Isn't that the speed-loving heiress of the Chen Group?

Director Wu put on his white coat and ran downstairs.

"Director Wu, weren't you calling for the third line of duty?" The nurse at the triage desk looked at Director Wu and his team from the trauma orthopedics department, who were lined up in two rows in front of the emergency building entrance with a strange expression.

The scene resembled the wedding of a classmate she attended last week.

Director Wu stood solemnly at the door with his hands behind his back. "When it comes to replanting a severed leg, time is of the essence. It would take at least half an hour for the third-line doctor to come from home. For the sake of the patient's health, I will perform the surgery myself."

Everyone sighed, praising Director Wu's truly benevolent heart as a doctor.

The ambulance arrived with sirens blaring.

As soon as the back door opened, they saw Wang Xiao with his buttocks sticking out and his hand reaching into the wound.

The trauma orthopedic surgeons were all taken aback.

"Stopping bleeding with bare hands? I've never seen anything like it!"

"Is he a military medic? How could he perform such a procedure?"

"How did this person find the bleeding point?"

The first to regain his senses was Director Wu. In his more than forty years of experience, he had seen countless dangerous trauma emergency scenes, but he had never seen such a daring operation. He subconsciously gasped.

"What are you waiting for? Hurry up! Move that wounded soldier and the medic together, and keep them steady!"

At Director Wu's command, four muscular orthopedic surgeons rushed into the ambulance and lifted Chen Yuchen and Wang Xiao onto the stretcher.

Wang Xiao felt like her hands were about to cramp from using so much force for so long, and the fact that she could only curl up in a corner of the flatbed made the position even more uncomfortable.

Seeing this scene, Director Wu realized that he was getting old and was no longer a young man who could perform several surgeries in a row.

He needed a successor for his unique skills. The people under his command were passable, but most of them were only concerned with avoiding mistakes rather than achieving anything. How could they compare to a young man with courage and insight like him?

"What's your name? Which hospital are you from?" Director Wu asked as he stepped forward.

"Wang Xiao, a resident in cardiac surgery at Peking University Third Hospital."

Director Wu was somewhat disappointed. If he were a general surgeon, he would be confident he could recruit him, but it would be difficult to recruit a cardiac surgeon.

In the surgical hierarchy, cardiac surgery and neurosurgery are considered the "crown jewels," and it's incredibly difficult to persuade these people to take on the carpentry work of orthopedics.

Well then, let's reserve some talent for cardiac surgery.

Director Wu glanced at the injured woman and confirmed that she was the Chen family's daughter whom he had met at the charity gala.

Wang Xiao and Chen Yuchen were wheeled into the operating room together.

Only after the surgery was fully prepared, and Dr. Wu made an incision and clamped the artery, could Wang Xiao finally let go.

It was already dawn when I came out of the operating room.

Wang Xiao, wearing a scrub suit covered in blood, took the bus back to Beijing Third Hospital.

The bus drivers in Beijing, however, remained remarkably calm.

After finishing their night shift, the resident trainees gathered in front of the bulletin board.

The paper list of those admitted to the hospital was fixed to the bulletin board by four yellow round magnets.

The young resident physicians were surrounded by layers upon layers of people.

Wang Xiao greeted Gao Qingsong, and the two stood to the side naturally.

Seeing Wang Xiao's calm expression, Gao Qingsong asked, "Brother Xiao, you seem quite confident?"

"No need to look anymore, I didn't go in."

"Huh?" Gao Qingsong suddenly felt a little guilty. "Xiao... Brother Xiao, do you perhaps have an inside man?"

Soon, one after another, the resident physicians left dejectedly.

After all, there are far more monks than porridge. This year's resident trainees number nearly three hundred, but there are only twenty spots available for hospitalization.

Although Wang Xiao already knew the outcome, he remembered something else and decided to wait until everyone had left before going over to take a look.

Suddenly, everyone's attention turned to the corridor, and the crowd automatically parted to make way for it.

A fair-skinned girl wearing a white coat and sneakers walked slowly towards us. She was about 1.67 meters tall, and a jet-black ponytail swayed behind her head with her steps, exuding youthful vitality.

But her expression was very serious as she looked down at the latest iPhone 6 in her hand, as if she were dealing with something important.

As the girl passed by, Chong Wangxiao and Gao Qingsong glanced at her, their rosy lips slightly pursed, their eyes clear and bright, leaving behind a faint fragrance of lilies.

Wang Xiao remained expressionless, but felt her heart race; she hadn't felt this flutter in a long time.

"Lin Xi, you're number one!"

"Lin Xi is amazing!"

Congratulations!

Many resident physicians, regardless of gender, looked at her with admiration.

Lin Xi turned around and saw the bloodstains on Wang Xiao's body. She looked at him with admiration and took out a small bottle of alcohol gel from her bag and handed it to him.

"Let's clean it up first, blood clots can easily breed bacteria and cause skin diseases."

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