"Brother Chen, what did you say? You said she's Mo Xiaojing, the eldest daughter of the Mo family!"
"Yeah, it's her. Why are you so excited?" Chen Mo looked at the other person in confusion.
Yu Honglong's eyes almost popped out: "Holy crap, Brother Chen, that's Mo Xiaojing, the ice queen! The dream girl of countless rich kids. They say she never talks to men for more than two sentences, but she actually knows if you're weak or not, Brother Chen, you're truly my idol!"
Chen Mo almost fell face-first onto the ground.
He quickly corrected him, "Don't spout nonsense. I have nothing to do with her. I just cured her grandfather's illness."
Yu Honglong looked like he understood everything: "I get it, I get it, I understand what you're saying."
Chen Mo knew Yu Honglong was still misunderstanding, but he was too lazy to explain.
Because he knew that the more you explain such things, the more people would misunderstand.
After waiting for more than ten minutes, a shop assistant brought a large bag of medicinal herbs and handed them to Chen Mo and Yu Honglong.
Leaving Shenzhi Tang, Yu Honglong drove Chen Mo back to Longhua First Hospital.
As soon as he arrived at the hospital, Chen Mo saw several ambulances parked at the emergency entrance.
It was clear that some emergency patients had just been brought in.
Looking at the time, it was almost time to start work. Chen Mo carried the large bag of Chinese medicine back to his department.
"Chen Mo."
Just as Chen Mo returned to his department, Tian Mengyao ran over in a panic.
"What's wrong?" Chen Mo asked.
"Several injured people were sent to the emergency room just now. Please come over for a joint consultation."
"Joint consultation?" Chen Mo had never experienced this before, but he knew that patients requiring joint consultations were usually serious cases.
Chen Mo didn't dare to delay. He put on his white coat and quickly followed Tian Mengyao to the emergency room.
"One ampoule of adrenaline intravenously!"
"Defibrillator ready!"
"Clear the bed!"
"Bang!"
As soon as Chen Mo arrived at the emergency room, he heard the sounds of busy work.
There were also screams and groans.
On one of the emergency beds, a white sheet was already covering the body, indicating that the person was dead.
"What happened?" Chen Mo asked Tian Mengyao.
"It seems a truck loaded with steel bars crashed into a commercial vehicle. Many people have penetrating injuries, and several died on the spot and weren't even brought back."
Chen Mo frowned slightly. This was the first time he had seen such a tragic scene.
"Are the directors of the respiratory department, cardiology department, and orthopedics department here?" A middle-aged doctor shouted to those around him.
Hearing the voice, Chen Mo quickly walked over.
Chen Mo had great respect for the doctors in the emergency room, as the emergency department was the busiest in the entire medical system.
The middle-aged doctor saw a few familiar faces and began to introduce them.
"This patient's condition is temporarily stable. There are two steel bars penetrating his chest. This is the CT scan from earlier. It shows that one of the steel bars has penetrated the pericardium and the right lung, and two ribs are fractured. What do you all think we should do in this situation?"
Hearing the middle-aged doctor's introduction, the doctors standing around looked grim.
The director of cardiac surgery shook his head: "I'm afraid it's no use. The heart is likely irreparable in this situation. The most worrying thing now is if bacteria from the steel bars enter the heart and bloodstream, that would be even more troublesome."
The orthopedic doctor remained silent, as rib fractures were a common occurrence.
"Where is the director of thoracic surgery?" the middle-aged doctor asked, looking around.
"I am," Chen Mo responded, raising his hand.
The middle-aged doctor frowned upon seeing Chen Mo: "Where is Zhao Lidong? Why isn't he here?"
At this moment, a young doctor standing next to the middle-aged doctor explained in a low voice.
As the director of the emergency department, he was usually very busy and rarely paid attention to hospital personnel changes.
The middle-aged doctor seemed surprised. He sized up Chen Mo and asked, "What do you think about the patient's lung condition?"
The director of cardiac surgery said, "Old Huang, there's no need to waste time. This patient's heart is severely damaged and he's beyond saving. It's useless to ask him, even if the lungs are repaired."
"Director Chen, could I see the CT scan you have?" Chen Mo said dismissively, still speaking.
The middle-aged doctor nodded and handed the CT scan to Chen Mo.
The director of cardiac surgery looked slightly displeased: "Director Chen, this patient's heart is beyond repair. Your research is futile."
"Not necessarily. The patient's heart only has pericardial damage. If the suturing technique is good, and an artificial cardiopulmonary bypass machine is used to replace the function of the patient's heart and lungs before the wound heals, I think he still has a chance," Chen Mo stated his opinion.
The middle-aged doctor's eyes lit up upon hearing this.
"Director Chen, please elaborate."
Chen Mo continued, "I found from the CT scan that the patient's heart only has pericardial damage. This degree of damage can be repaired by suturing. As long as we drain the blood from the aorta and veins to the artificial cardiopulmonary bypass machine, the heart will have enough time to heal after surgery. The lungs are the same."
The director of cardiac surgery retorted, "Director Chen, you make it sound so easy. Do you know that starting an artificial cardiopulmonary bypass machine costs one hundred thousand yuan! The daily cost is also tens of thousands of yuan. What family can afford that?"
Chen Mo frowned slightly: "Shouldn't that be our concern? I think doctors should first try to save lives, not consider financial factors. Moreover, large vehicles usually have insurance, so the cost might not be borne by the individual."
"Ridiculous!" the director of cardiac surgery said with disdain.
"This method is completely unfeasible. I am the director of cardiac surgery, and I am absolutely certain."
The middle-aged doctor frowned and asked, "Director Sun, is there really no possibility? This patient is only thirty years old."
"Not a single possibility," the director of cardiac surgery replied decisively.
The middle-aged doctor could only sigh.
Because he knew that once such surgery was vetoed by the director of cardiac surgery, the possibility of it being performed was almost zero.
"Director Huang, how is the situation here?" Just then, Jiang Hongwen also arrived at the emergency center.
He had also received notification from the hospital to check the situation.
"Vice President Jiang, the situation is not good. This patient is too severely injured," the middle-aged doctor replied.
Jiang Hongwen was startled to see the two steel bars inserted into the patient.
"Is there no way at all?" Jiang Hongwen asked.
After all, he saw that the patient was so young and must be carrying the heavy burden of a family on his shoulders.
The director of cardiac surgery shook his head: "There's no way. His heart is too severely damaged."
Then, he pointed at Chen Mo mockingly and said, "Director Chen just proposed a method, wanting the patient to use an artificial cardiopulmonary bypass machine to replace his heart, then perform heart surgery to suture it, and let the heart heal on its own. Director Chen has a wild imagination, but this is completely unrealistic."
"Oh?"
Jiang Hongwen looked at Chen Mo in surprise.
Seeing this, Sun Xiaochuan, the director of cardiac surgery, couldn't help but sneer. Making suggestions across different specialties was already frowned upon in the hospital. He thought Jiang Hongwen would definitely severely criticize this young director who didn't know his place.
"Director Chen, how did you come up with such a brilliant idea?!"
Jiang Hongwen exclaimed in shock.
What?!
Such a brilliant idea?!
Sun Xiaochuan, whose lips were already curved upwards, suddenly froze!