Chapter 798: [798] Got “whipped” by the junior female apprentice Chapter 798: [798] Got “whipped” by the junior female apprentice Ever since my second junior sister had that accident, such incidents have become a shadow haunting her heart.
Fear, for her, is absolute.
“Senior Sister,” Xie Wanying called out, seeing the Senior Sister panic as though she was about to run away.
It’s not okay, she can’t handle this. She needs to call someone quickly. Lau Jingyun pulled out her phone and called a colleague from the department, reaching out to Senior Lu first. Lu Tianchi had only just left a short while ago, he might make it in time.
“Senior Brother, you haven’t left the hospital and are in the parking lot, aren’t you? Come up to the operating room, I have a friend here who’s been stabbed and is being taken to the OR for emergency surgery. I, I can’t handle this–” Lau Jingyun urgently shouted into the phone, not caring about saving face.
Senior Sister can’t be left to run away now; there’s no time to waste.
“Senior Sister, Senior Sister,” Xie Wanying called out twice to bring her back.
Was that her junior sister’s voice? Lau Jingyun finally snapped out of her shock upon hearing it and turned back to see the junior sister, surprised: “Yingying, what are you doing here?”
The junior sister must be scared to death.
Oh, right, last time the junior sister wasn’t that scared. It was she herself who fainted, not the junior sister.
“Senior Sister, you need to intubate the patient first; we can only make it in time if you do that,” Xie Wanying said to her nervously.
Now, every second counts in the race against Death God, no time should be wasted. Hurry up, it’s not an option to wait for someone else to start.
You are a doctor. You once said you wanted to be an outstanding anesthesiologist, Senior Sister.
The words in the junior sister’s eyes were the life goals she had once demanded of herself. Lau Jingyun’s expression turned solemn, no longer hesitating, she put her cell phone back in her pocket and strode forward to the anesthesiologist’s position at the operating table.
The junior sister was right, who could wait for someone else at such a time? If she didn’t save them, that would be just like watching her second junior sister die last time. Now given a chance for redemption, when else would she save someone if not now?
Seeing the Senior Sister in action, Xie Wanying signalled to Student Lin at her side: Go and help the Senior Sister.
Lin Hao changed from standing frozen to running over, helping Lau Jingyun prepare the intubation tools.
In the corridor by the scrub sinks, several surgeons were scrubbing their hands at breakneck speed.
The cold water mixed with soap lathered on their arms, where once there used to be passion and confidence in their hearts before a surgery, it had now turned to biting cold. Yin Fengchun’s mind flashed with her frigid, stiff expression, and he found his own breath turning difficult.
That kitchen knife was not just stuck in her body, it was piercing through his own heart, might as well have killed him. If she died on his operating table, it would be more terrifying than his own death.
Yes, as doctors, we sometimes joke about someone operating on their own family member. Like the time Zhao Huaming was shaking as he watched his grandson in surgery, and everyone laughed not to mock Zhao Huaming but as a bitter smile, thinking they wouldn’t do any better in his shoes.
It was said that last time at the gynecology department, someone bravely delivered his own wife’s baby. But when that person delivered his child, his wife had a normal vaginal delivery, they had done all the checks beforehand, and other specialists were on stand-by for support.
His current situation couldn’t compare to that, utterly unprepared, facing a major hemorrhage, death being just a word away. A hundred times worse than Zhao Huaming watching his grandson’s surgery.
His mind was a mess, a bit like a computer about to crash and go to a black screen.
“Doctor Yin?” Xiao Li glanced at his pale and distressed complexion and turned around in a panic, maybe it was time to call the professor again.