My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s

Chapter 957: Chapter 941 A Good Doctor Chapter 957: Chapter 941 A Good Doctor Although it was uncertain where the bleeding point was, after being taken to the hospital, many doctors had consulted, but still they could not find the bleeding point.

Furthermore, the patient’s heart already had issues—major surgery could easily lead to heart failure.

Hence, no one dared to take on the case, and in the end, it was left to Tang Yuxin.

Their hospital was known for excelling at performing complex surgeries, and she was the one with the steadiest hands and best psychological composure.

Even so, this surgery was no simple matter for her.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t have been so angry.

Such a surgery, even if she performed it swiftly, would take seven to eight hours, or at the very least, over ten hours.

This high-intensity operation was too much for even Tang Yuxin to bear, not to mention she had another surgery to perform as well.

Tang Yuxin nodded confidently, “Go and prepare, I’ll take responsibility if anything happens.”

Tang Yuxin trusted in the sensitivity of her own hands immensely because she was no ordinary doctor—she was Tang Yuxin, the one trained in the Chen Family’s Acupuncture Method.

Her hands were different; they contained the vitality of life, the energy of the universe, and the naturally occurring force of incessant creation.

Consequently, whatever she felt with her touch could not be inferior.

Shortly after, her assistant brought over the equipment, and Tang Yuxin herself got to work.

She placed her hands on the patient’s bare head—if it was a minimally invasive procedure, the heart would be much easier to deal with.

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Less physical trauma meant the patient had a higher chance of survival.

After removing her hands, she gently took in a deep breath.

There was little irritability; she followed the same steps as before.

Inside the operating room, the sound of the electric saw could be heard, and one could even see the high-speed drill in Tang Yuxin’s hands.

Her breathing was even, and she was extremely careful.

Her hands were also very steady.

Finally, she moved the electric drill away.

Then she took the Blood Sucker, methodically suctioned the blood, stopped the bleeding, applied medication, and lastly, bandaged it up.

The minimally invasive surgery didn’t result in a lot of bleeding.

The extensive amount of blood drawn wasn’t due to traumatic injury but the intracranial bleeding, which was indeed severe, surpassing a certain threshold.

Once the bandaging was done, the patient’s pulse was somewhat unstable, but their blood pressure and other indicators were quite steady.

Next was the heart.

Tang Yuxin placed her hand over the patient’s chest, feeling at times that her own touch was more accurate than any instrument.

The cardiac vessel was ruptured, but thankfully not severely.

She thought it over, preparing for the heart operation while still favoring conservative treatment—for an open-heart surgery was a significant procedure and could not be performed minimally invasively.

The good news was that the bleeding in the head had been stopped and the patient was in recovery.

Thus, the burden on the heart was reduced significantly.

With one less surgery, the patient would suffer less.

If it proved necessary, the subsequent operation could be performed once recovery had progressed.

Tang Yuxin stood up straight, “We won’t perform the heart surgery for now, we’ll proceed with conservative treatment.” As for the quality of conservative treatment, their hospital had a mature success rate for such conditions, roughly over sixty percent confidence.

“Thank you, everyone,” Tang Yuxin exhaled lightly, “And thank you for your hard work.”

“Dr.

Tang, you’ve worked hard,” the people inside the operating room applauded her.

Of course, by saving herself and the patient, Tang Yuxin had also rescued them.

Otherwise, they would have had to stand with her for over ten hours in there.

And now, in just two hours, they had successfully completed the operation, and the patient’s indicators were very good, even better than they had expected.

Initially, the patient might have needed ICU care, but now it seemed there was no need for that, just a regular ward for rest and recovery would suffice.

Was this Dr.

Tang’s real skill?

To turn a highly difficult operation into a minimally invasive minor one, to turn two operations into just one.

This patient was refused by other hospitals.

But Tang Yuxin once again showed them a miracle, one that only she could create.

Once the patient was wheeled out, the relatives waiting outside were startled.

What had happened?

Weren’t they told that the surgery would take at least seven to eleven hours?

Why had it been less than two hours?

“Doctor, doctor…

What happened to my father’s head?”

The old lady quickly ran over and grabbed Tang Yuxin’s arm.

Tang Yuxin took off her mask, revealing a young and beautiful face, appearing to be in her twenties, yet she was the chief surgeon, not an intern.

“Please, don’t worry.

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The surgery is complete,” she reassured the family.

“We applied the latest minimally invasive technique, and the bleeding in his brain has stopped.

As for the heart, we’re trying conservative treatment.

If we can control it, we might avoid heart surgery altogether.

The patient is elderly and cannot withstand too much strain.”

“Thank you, thank you…”

Upon hearing this, the old lady suddenly bent her knees and fell to the ground, giving Tang Yuxin quite a fright as she hurriedly helped the lady up.

“You are a good doctor,” the old lady sobbed, nearly clinging to Tang Yuxin’s legs, crying uncontrollably, “Thank you, thank you.

Not only did you save my husband’s life, but you saved mine as well…”

The old man was already of great age, and whether it was one operation or two, surviving post-surgery was not guaranteed.

Moreover, hospitals were reluctant to admit such critically ill patients.

But the doctor had assured them that the surgery went well, and there might even be no need for a heart operation.

She was a good doctor, truly a good doctor, and the lady felt she had to kneel and kowtow to her.

The staff around Tang Yuxin quickly helped the old lady to her feet, telling her to go back and take care of the patient.

She couldn’t stay here long since there were other surgeries to be done.

After wiping her tears, the old lady followed her children back to care for the old man.

It was only then that they realized he had been placed in a regular ward, not an intensive care unit.

They compared the cost of a day in a regular ward with the expenses of a day in the ICU; the money they had borrowed for the old man’s treatment had already been stretched thin, and this considerate doctor was saving their family a considerable amount.

In fact, they had placed too much responsibility on Tang Yuxin.

Tang Yuxin didn’t have the patient admitted to the ICU simply because he didn’t need it.

Besides, this wasn’t just any hospital—this was the Beijing General Hospital.

The General Hospital lacked nothing except patient beds.

Hadn’t they seen people sleeping in the corridors outside?