21.To play with fire

"Anyone can talk big, but do you have the skills?"

"Yeah, I can't stand people like him, acting all noble as if they know everything. They don't understand a thing, just know how to say grandiose words, incite trouble. Can you take responsibility if something goes wrong? Can you?"

"Have you understood those images? Do you know the extent of his injuries? Do you know what kind of surgery this would be if we went through with it?"

...

Apart from Zhao Ruobing, who remained silent, everyone else looked at Ye Xiu with disdain, mocking him. They all thought he was clearly up to no good, deliberately trying to trick them. They didn't believe his words as a doctor in their hospital; they even wondered if he was from a competing hospital, intentionally trying to harm them.

How else could he say such deceptive words in this situation?

Listening to the words of the others, Ye Xiu opened his mouth, wanting to say something to explain, wanting to tell them that this surgery could actually be done, that there was a chance to save the patient. If something went wrong in surgery, he could take responsibility. But before he could speak, a cold voice rang out.

"Prepare immediately, start the surgery!"

Zhao Ruobing, who had been silent all along, spoke coldly.

"Director Zhao!!"

"Dr. Zhao, don't fall for this guy's tricks! This surgery absolutely cannot be done!"

...

Hearing Zhao Ruobing's words, everyone's faces showed disbelief, as if they hadn't expected Zhao Ruobing to make such an irrational decision in this situation. After a while, they reacted, anxiously trying to persuade Zhao Ruobing.

Ye Xiu also looked at Zhao Ruobing in surprise, a hint of unexpectedness in his eyes. Just now, listening to the words of those doctors, he thought Zhao Ruobing might also give up. He was thinking that if she gave up, he would try to persuade them to let him do the surgery himself.

"Stop talking about anything else, prepare for the surgery with all our efforts! I'll take responsibility for any problems during the surgery!"

Zhao Ruobing made the final decision.

Although the others wanted to say more, seeing Zhao Ruobing's determined expression, they ultimately remained silent. They knew they couldn't persuade Zhao Ruobing. They understood her temperament; once she made a decision, she wouldn't change it.

However, they still felt that Zhao Ruobing's decision was extremely unwise.

They were all experienced in the operating room and understood the complexity of this surgery better than Xiao Chen. They knew that Zhao Ruobing was playing with fire!

This was a surgery that was simply impossible to complete!

It's not that they didn't trust Zhao Ruobing's skills; in fact, they were well aware of her abilities. But this wasn't a simple surgery, nor was it Zhao Ruobing's expertise in neurosurgery. It was an extremely complex surgery involving orthopedics and various internal organs.

Normally, such surgeries would be jointly planned by several department heads and then carried out cooperatively. Even then, there was no guarantee of success!

But now, besides Zhao Ruobing, who was an associate director-level doctor, barely considered an expert, the other participants were all what? The heads and associate heads of orthopedics were absent, only one attending physician was in the hospital. The same was true for hepatobiliary surgery and cardiac surgery, only one attending physician was involved, and there was not even a single doctor from the gastrointestinal surgery department!

This basically meant that Zhao Ruobing would have to do this surgery by herself.

What made them feel even more reckless was that Zhao Ruobing didn't even have a familiar assistant now. She directly found someone inexplicably, didn't know if they were a doctor, didn't know if they had any skills, and didn't even know the person who would assist!

They all felt that the most sensible choice now would be to give up directly. Even if they gave up, there would be no problem. After all, they had done their best.

Unfortunately, Zhao Ruobing didn't listen to their advice.

Their eyes, one by one, glared at Ye Xiu as if they wanted to eat him alive. They all felt that Zhao Ruobing's impulsiveness was caused by Ye Xiu. They secretly decided that if something went wrong later, they would definitely teach him a lesson.

Ye Xiu naturally felt their gaze, but he didn't pay attention to them. He just looked at Zhao Ruobing, who was cold as ice, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, and then began to fully prepare for the upcoming surgery. For him, the most important thing now was this surgery, was to save this person.

The surgery officially began.

Zhao Ruobing's gaze turned to the orthopedic surgeon. "Dr. Qin, start the bone fixation."

Dr. Qin, the orthopedic surgeon, was a attending physician. According to the surgical strategy formulated by Zhao Ruobing, he would first fix the fractured ribs, and then other doctors would be responsible for repairing their respective parts, while Zhao Ruobing would be responsible for the crucial liver repair surgery.

Dr. Qin looked nervously at the fractured ribs in the patient's chest cavity, feeling a tingling sensation in his scalp and trembling hands. Although he was an attending physician and had performed several surgeries alone, they were all minor surgeries like hand fractures. He had never experienced such a major surgery before.

He had no confidence and didn't want to proceed, but under Zhao Ruobing's gaze, he had to force himself forward, trembling, and began preparing to fix the patient's fractured ribs. As he worked, he anxiously searched his memories, including what he had read in books, what his teachers had taught him, and the procedures for fixing ribs that he had observed during surgeries performed by chief physicians.

Unfortunately, the more anxious he became, the more his mind went blank, as if he suddenly had amnesia.

"Dr. Qin, hurry up, we don't have much time!"

Dr. Zhang, the anesthesiologist, reminded.

Although Dr. Zhang, as an anesthesiologist, also disagreed with this surgery, since Zhao Ruobing insisted on starting the surgery, he quickly got into role, focusing on his duties as an anesthesiologist, carefully observing the patient's vital signs and reminding the surgeons.

"Click..."

Already extremely nervous, Dr. Qin, who was sweating profusely, heard Dr. Zhang's words and his hand trembled, causing the forceps he had just picked up to clatter back into the tray.