Looking at the child who was crying uncontrollably, and then at the medical team in the emergency room who had stopped all resuscitation efforts and were preparing to wrap things up, Chen Ping said in a deep voice, "Dean Liu, can I go in and try?"

Dean Liu was startled, and without the slightest hesitation, nodded emphatically, "Dr. Chen, you should give it a try!"

The Western medicine team at the provincial hospital has definitively determined the patient to be clinically dead, with no further hope of recovery.

But Chen Ping's medical skills have always been unconventional, and he excels at surviving desperate situations, which is the only chance for the father and daughter to survive.

Just as Chen Ping was about to take a step, the little girl behind him suddenly rushed up, her dirty little hands gripping his trouser leg tightly with great force, as if she were clutching her only hope.

Her eyes were blurry with tears, her little face flushed red, and she pleaded, choking back sobs, "Uncle... can you bring my dad out?"

Chen Ping looked down into those pure and helpless eyes, and his heart softened. "Okay, Uncle will definitely bring your father out."

Having received the promise, the little girl slowly released her grip, retreated to the wall, stared intently at the door of the emergency room, and waited with tears in her eyes.

Chen Ping turned and stepped into the emergency room, and the others followed him in.

The dean had already given his approval, so they had no choice but to cooperate.

The door closed, shutting out the crying in the corridor, leaving only the lingering silence of the instruments.

The atmosphere inside the emergency room was deathly silent.

The middle-aged man lay quietly on the operating table, his body covered with external injuries and bleeding extensively. His clothes were completely soaked in blood, his face was as pale as paper, and his lips were cyanotic.

On the electrocardiogram monitor screen, there was a straight, cold horizontal line, with no heart rate, no blood oxygen, no blood pressure; all vital signs were completely zero.

Several medical staff have stopped all operations and are preparing to remove the equipment and prepare the body.

"Dr. Chen, don't waste your energy."

The surgeon said wearily, "The clinical mortality criteria have been met. Forty minutes of advanced life support has been ineffective. The organs have begun to fail due to lack of oxygen, and there is no possibility of recovery."

Chen Ping did not respond. He quickly walked to the operating table, placed his fingertips precisely on the patient's cun-kou point, and placed his palm on the patient's precordial area.

The next second, all the damage and lesions in the patient's body were clearly reflected in Chen Ping's mind.

Minor hemorrhage at the base of the skull, ruptured spleen, severed intercostal artery, hemothorax, and minor pericardial compression, along with hemorrhagic shock caused by multiple organ trauma, led to cardiac arrest.

Although seemingly dead, there is still a trace of life remaining in the dantian and the meridians are not completely severed. It is a state of near-death and apparent death, not a complete loss of vitality.

"There's still a chance; restart the rescue immediately."

Chen Ping spoke decisively without the slightest hesitation, and immediately put on sterile gloves and a mask to take over the lead in the rescue.

"Continue chest compressions, to a depth of five to six centimeters, at a rate of 100 to 120 compressions per minute, without interruption!"

"Prepare a biphasic defibrillator, 200 joules charge, ready to be deployed at any time!"

"Establish dual intravenous access and continuously infuse adrenaline and dopamine to maintain basal perfusion!"

A series of professional instructions were clear, concise, and well-organized, instantly restarting the previously stalled rescue work.

The nurse immediately and precisely executed the procedure, simultaneously applying pressure, administering medication, and monitoring the patient.

However, after pressing for several minutes, the monitor remained unchanged, and the heart showed no signs of spontaneous contraction.

The team members looked helpless and still had no hope.

The blood loss is too great, the blood volume is completely depleted, and the heart has no perfusion support. No matter how much pressure is applied to administer medication, it will be useless.

Chen Ping's sharp eyes accurately grasped the core issue: the patient's heart was not completely necrotic, but rather the blood loss had caused circulatory collapse and cardiac arrest.

To recover, blood volume must be replenished first, then wounds must be repaired and life stabilized.

"What is the patient's blood type?" Chen Ping asked in a deep voice.

The nurse quickly checked the lab report and immediately replied, "AB type Rh positive blood! Emergency blood transfer from the blood bank will take at least twenty minutes; there's no time for reperfusion!"

Twenty minutes is enough for a patient with cardiac arrest to suffer complete brain death and irreversible organ necrosis.

In that critical moment, Chen Ping didn't hesitate for a second and immediately raised his hand: "I'm AB Rh positive, draw my blood and transfuse it immediately to replenish my circulating blood volume!"

The medical staff present were instantly shocked and quickly tried to dissuade him: "Dr. Chen, you can't! A large, unauthorized blood transfusion is extremely taxing; your body simply can't handle it!"

"There's no time to waste."

Chen Ping's tone left no room for argument. He quickly took out silver needles and precisely inserted them into four key acupoints for emergency treatment: Renzhong, Yongquan, Baihui, and Neiguan. He then rapidly rotated the needles.

The insertion of silver needles into the body precisely stimulates the meridians of the unconscious patient, awakens the remaining vital energy, forcibly locks in the last trace of life in the body, and slows down the rate of organ failure.

At the same time, he gestured to the nurse: "Draw blood immediately, 400 ml, infuse at a steady rate of 40 drops per minute to avoid hemolysis and heart failure!"

With things having come to this point, no one was going to delay any longer and immediately prepared the blood collection equipment.

A sterile puncture needle was precisely inserted into a blood vessel in Chen Ping's arm, and warm blood slowly flowed out, flowing along the IV tubing and being gradually injected into the body of the patient who was on the verge of death.

Four hundred milliliters of blood were infused at a uniform rate, and the entire process was stable and controllable.

With the continuous supply of fresh blood, the patient's depleted circulatory system gradually became fuller.

The once lifeless heart finally received oxygenated blood.

"Keep compressions! Prepare for defibrillation!"

Chen Ping kept a close eye on the monitor and the patient's chest rise and fall, precisely controlling the pace of the rescue.

Once the defibrillator is fully charged, the patch is attached to the patient's chest wall.

"Get out of bed and generate electricity!"

With a snap, an electric shock rippled through the air, and the patient's chest jerked violently upwards.

Once, twice, three times...

As the third defibrillation ended and continuous chest compressions continued, the silent monitor screen finally flickered slightly.

A faint sinus waveform slowly emerged.

"Heart rate is back! 30, 40, 55! Blood pressure is rising!"

The nurse's excited voice trembled slightly.

The blood oxygen, blood pressure, and heart rate, which had initially dropped to zero, steadily and slowly rose, the cold body gradually returned to its basal body temperature, and the cyanosis of the lips gradually subsided.

From a desperate situation, a complete turnaround.

Next, Chen Ping oversaw the entire process, combining traditional Chinese and Western medicine in the treatment.

Western medical instruments are used to maintain vital signs, stop bleeding, and combat shock, while traditional Chinese medicine acupuncture is used to strengthen the body's vital energy, protect the internal organs, and unblock the meridians to stabilize the damaged organs and prevent secondary bleeding.

After a full hour of intensive resuscitation, the patient's vital signs stabilized completely, and he was pulled back from the brink of death.

Only after confirming that the patient's vital signs were stable, the wound bleeding had been successfully stopped, and the patient had been transferred to the intensive care unit for observation did Chen Ping finally breathe a sigh of relief.

The moment I stopped trying to help, a strong wave of dizziness hit me.

The massive blood transfusion, the intense concentration required for the rescue, the entire process of standing while performing the procedure, and the fatigue from driving all morning all took over my body instantly.

Chen Ping staggered slightly, instinctively reaching out to hold onto the cold edge of the operating table. His fingertips trembled slightly, and the puncture site on his arm where blood had been drawn felt numb and turned white.

His face lost all color, becoming pale and weak. A fine layer of cold sweat seeped from his forehead, his breathing became slightly rapid, and he felt a tightness in his chest, palpitations, and weakness.

The weakness caused by massive blood loss was clear and intense.

He steadied himself, gently wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and instructed in a hoarse voice: "Transfer him to the ICU for monitoring. Continue to stop the bleeding, fight infection, and administer fluids. Closely monitor organ function. Call me immediately if there are any abnormalities."

"clear!"

All the medical staff responded in unison, their eyes filled with sincere admiration as they looked at Chen Ping.

This young man, with his own blood and medical skills, miraculously reversed a death sentence.

The emergency room doors slowly opened.

Outside the door, the little girl still stood alone, her eyes filled with tears, gazing expectantly at the doorway.

When she saw Chen Ping, pale and slightly weak, come out, her small body suddenly took a step forward, and she timidly asked, "Uncle...where's my dad?"

Chen Ping looked down at those fearful yet expectant eyes, and with a forced smile, he said gently, "Don't be afraid, your father is alright. Uncle brought him back."

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