it has a negative impact on his recovery!"
Hearing what Chen Gong said, Qin Xuehai had no doubts.
He didn't ponder where Chen Gong's anesthesiology knowledge came from.
His only concern now was the patient's condition and how to proceed with the surgery!
After listening to Chen Gong, Qin Xuehai also fell silent.
Meanwhile, the patient on the bed became increasingly agitated, and his blood pressure started to fluctuate unstably.
"Ouch... it hurts, it really hurts!"
"Qin, you have to save me."
"I can't die now, my son is only 7 years old..."
"Qin, you have to save me..."
"It hurts..."
...
The man's voice echoed through the carriage, preventing the moment from becoming too monotonous.
But Qin Xuehai's pressure was not reduced in the slightest.
Just as Chen Gong had said, the patient's current surgery was likely to encounter some problems.
Now, they could only hope that the situation wasn't too serious.
They would be able to schedule the surgery!
