Chapter 817: awkward green plum (thirteen)
is a very common answer, basically every emergency surgery will have an answer.
However, the answer this time made Song Zhicheng like a bolt from the blue.
The nurse said that the injured person was called Bai Li, which is Bai Li!
Song Zhicheng approached the operating table and carefully looked at the wounded lying on the operating table, trying to find evidence that she was not the Bai Li he knew.
However, Song Zhicheng found that if he looked closely, he could see that the person on the operating table was wearing the same light blue striped shirt as Ling Wuwei and light white denim shorts.
It is none other than the one lying on the operating table! It turned out to be Ling Wu Wee who had only said goodbye to him with a smile 40 minutes ago!
Song Zhicheng stood in front of the operating table, more overwhelmed than when he entered the operating room for the first time many years ago...
The doctors and nurses next to didn't notice Song Zhicheng's pale face under his mask, they just wondered why he didn't perform surgery.
"Doctor Song? The wounded is very dangerous and needs to be operated immediately!"
Hearing the doctor's reminder, Song Zhicheng moved his gaze to Ling Wuzhi's face.
That face is no longer what it used to be, there is blood, and there is a **** wound.
took a deep breath, Song Zhicheng wanted to summon the courage to prepare for the operation, he knew that Ling Wuzhi needed his rescue.
But he just stood there, his hands shaking violently.
Ling Wuwei's smile before he left the hospital, and the scene where he watched the car leave...
There was no time left for an hour, but when we met again, Ling Wuyi was lying on his operating table, waiting for him to rescue him!
"Doctor Song?!"
"Dr. Song, don't you have any problem? Can't you perform surgery?"
Song Zhicheng shook his head: "No problem, give me thirty seconds!"
After , Song Zhicheng turned around and took several deep breaths to adjust his emotions at this time.
He told himself that Ling Wuzhi was waiting for him to save his life, so there must be no mistakes!
He told himself that he was not at ease when someone else came to perform the operation, so the person who performed the operation must be him!
So, be calm, be calm!
Song Zhicheng said that 30 seconds is 30 seconds. After 30 seconds, he turned around and calmly started the operation——
The operation took a full four hours to complete. As a result, although Ling Wuzhi's two legs were rescued, they would face the outcome that they may not recover.
The brain has been severely injured. After rescue, if he cannot wake up within 48 hours, he is very likely to become a vegetative!
Such a result was saved by all the doctors, including Song Zhicheng, after their best efforts!
After the operation, Ling Wuzhi was transferred to the intensive care unit.
This car accident was so serious that the police must have been alarmed. The drunk driver was caught on the spot and his statement was recorded.
Song Zhicheng had just come out of the operating room when a nurse brought two police officers over.
"Doctor Song, the police comrades are looking for you!"
Song Zhicheng nodded at the police, his eyes full of exhaustion: "Hello!"
"Hello Doctor Song, how is Miss Bai, the injured person in the car accident just now?"
Hearing the police asking about Ling Wuzhi's injury, Song Zhicheng frowned and made no secret of his worries.
He is a doctor, and he has done rescue work. Now he completely needs Ling Wuzhi's willpower to survive!
if……
No matter what, the result of Ling Wuwei becoming a vegetative person is something Song Zhicheng neither wants nor accepts!
Song Zhicheng sighed and told the police the truth about Ling Wuzhi's situation.
"Because we found Dr. Song's name and mobile phone number in Miss Bai's mobile phone card as the first contact. So, does Miss Bai actually know Dr. Song?"
Song Zhicheng nodded, "Yes, we are very familiar people."
Suddenly thought of something, Song Zhicheng reached out and grabbed the arm of one of the policemen: "Excuse me, has the perpetrator been caught?"
The perpetrator who injured Ling Wuzhang so badly!
"The perpetrator has been arrested on the spot, and we have placed him under criminal detention." One of the policemen replied Song Zhicheng's words.
Another police officer asked: "We did not contact the father of the injured Miss Bai, because we saw Dr. Song on the first contact, so we did not contact anyone else. Dr. Song should be able to contact other family members of the injured. Bar?"
Hearing this, Song Zhicheng shook his head: "Ali's father is often not in the country, so he can't usually be contacted, but I will try my best to contact him."
"Since this is the case, can Miss Bai leave it to Dr. Song to take care of you?"
Seeing Song Zhicheng nodded, the police continued, "I hope Dr. Song can contact Miss Bai's family as soon as possible."
"Okay, I hope your police can take this incident seriously!"
"Don't worry, we will! By the way, I'll give you Miss Bai's mobile phone and SIM card!"
Song Zhicheng took a transparent sealed pocket from the policeman's hand, which contained a broken white smartphone and a calling card——
After the police left, Song Zhicheng went to the intensive care unit to see Ling Wuzhi.
Ling Wushu's head is wrapped in gauze, and there is a neck brace around his neck.
I don't know if it was rubbed or what, and a piece of flesh fell off the cheekbone on the left cheek.
Although it has been bandaged now, there will definitely be scars in the future...
Because she couldn't breathe on her own, Ling Wuwei had to rely on an oxygen mask to breathe.
Even so, her breathing was still very weak at this time.
The person who was talking to him with a smile and looking at him with smart eyes a few hours ago is now lying on the hospital bed, dying of unconsciousness.
The willpower that persisted for several hours seemed to be drained in an instant, Song Zhicheng sat weakly on the chair in front of the hospital bed, looking at Ling Wuzhi worriedly.
"Ali, you must wake up!"
In addition to saying such monotonous words, Song Zhicheng, who is usually quite talkative, suddenly didn't know what to say when he saw Ling Wuwei like this.
Song Zhicheng was sitting there, sitting all the time.
It is already early morning, and it will be dawn in a few hours.
Song Zhicheng still has to go to work after dawn, but now he has no sleep at all.
At this time, Song Zhicheng only wanted to see with his own eyes that Ling Wuwei could wake up within forty-eight hours!
——
The sky outside the window is gradually turning white, and time is walking little by little.
Song Zhicheng's eyes already had some red blood, and he couldn't hide his tiredness.
Ling Wuzhi was still lying on the bed, not even fluttering her eyelashes...
The phone rang, and Song Zhicheng, who was staring at Ling Wuzhang in a daze, came back to his senses. He blinked, reached out and took the phone out of his pocket.
The caller was Mother Song.
After a pause, Song Zhicheng pressed the answer button: "Mom..."