The silver needle had only been placed for a moment when the supervising nurse at the side cried out in alarm, as if she had witnessed something unbelievable, "The patient, the patient's intracranial pressure has decreased, and the blood pressure has dropped."
"The amount of bleeding in the brain has reduced."
Another nurse exclaimed in surprise, "That's not right, the bleeding seems to have stopped."
"How is this possible?"
They had just tried everything possible to stop the patient's bleeding.
"How was this achieved?"
Hearing that the blood had stopped, Chen Zhao found it unbelievable, and Li Bufan also came over to check.
Indeed, the bleeding had stopped.
"It must be a coincidence, surely it's because we used a lot of hemostatic drugs earlier and they are only now taking effect. Zhang Xiaomeng, you are just taking advantage of our efforts," Li Bufan said, unconvinced.
