Surgery Godfather
Chapter 897 - 789: Do not have surgery for now

Chapter 897: Chapter 789: Do not have surgery for now

Elder Meng struggled to get up by himself as nobody moved to assist him.

Doctors, nurses, Elder Academician Meng’s spouse, and Dr. Liu Zhida immediately went to support Elder Meng, allowing him to rise slowly. A nurse swiftly placed a pillow behind his lower back because the change in position suddenly increased the heart’s burden, causing Elder Meng to gasp for air incessantly.

The heart rate on the electrocardiogram monitoring screen also sped up significantly. Director Nan Yingshu closely observed the data, ready to intervene with rescue measures at any sign of anomaly.

Fortunately, there was only an increase in heart rate without any obvious arrhythmia.

"Increase the oxygen flow a bit," Director Nan instructed the nurse.

The nurse immediately increased the oxygen flow to cope with the recent increase in heart rate.

"Paper---Pen---"

Although Elder Meng’s speech was weak and intermittent, one could detect his determination.

Dr. Liu Zhida quickly handed him a clipboard and pen, helping him to hold it steady.

Elder Meng leaned against the headboard, eyes closed, gasping, with an expression of intense pain on his face.

It took a full five minutes for Elder Meng to catch his breath slightly. While wearing an oxygen mask, with his spouse and the nurse supporting him and Dr. Liu stabilizing the clipboard, Elder Meng began drawing. His hand shook continuously as he held the pen, and despite fighting to control it, he simply couldn’t.

If it were just text, he could dictate, but drawing couldn’t be conveyed in words. Even a forced verbal description could easily distort the truth, and even a single detail off could cause the entire experiment to fail again.

Elder Meng had to draw the figure himself while sitting up. This drawing was critically important, containing key technical details of the entire experiment. He had just figured out the results before falling ill. After being admitted to the hospital, for a time, he couldn’t recall the details of the diagram, but now that it had come back to him, he had to capture it on paper promptly.

Seeing Elder Meng in such agony, his spouse held back tears and implored him:

"Rest for a while, please!"

Elder Meng didn’t speak; he needed every bit of energy for the drawing since his memory had been affected after falling ill. He had pondered over this image for so long, and he had finally remembered it.

To Elder Meng, as long as he could get the drawing down, nothing else mattered.

The entire ward fell silent, save for the various medical devices’ noises. Everyone maintained their posture to make Elder Meng’s drawing as comfortable as possible.

The trembling pen slowly and laboriously moved across the paper, turning what should have been straight lines into jagged ones. Elder Meng paused, pen in hand: "Zhida---Can you---understand---this?"

Dr. Liu Zhida nodded: "I understand."

Assured that Dr. Liu could understand him, Elder Meng resumed drawing. The farther he went, the more difficult it became, but he didn’t give up, afraid that if he did, he might never get another chance to complete the diagram.

After a while, Elder Meng stopped to catch his breath.

"My---glasses---help me---put them on," Elder Meng’s vision was blurry.

His spouse gently reminded him, "You’re wearing them."

"Oh---"

Elder Meng didn’t say more; as his breathing eased, he began to draw again.

Professor Yang and all the doctors were deeply moved by this scene, remaining in respectful silence, their eyes moist with tears.

Dean Liu signaled, indicating that it was time for everyone to leave if they didn’t have any other issues. They shouldn’t stay too long so as not to disturb the Old Academician’s work.

As everyone left the ward, Elder Meng continued drawing, wearing his oxygen mask, seeming to use every last ounce of energy to finish the diagram.

Once outside the ward, everyone sat down in the office on the same floor. For at least ten minutes, no one spoke; they just sat in silence.

The reason was that everyone’s eyes were wet, and their voices hoarse; they didn’t want to be the first to break the silence, revealing their intense waves of emotion.

After a long while, Dean Liu adjusted his mood and said:

"Everyone has seen the state of the Old Academician just now. The authority has instructed us to spare no effort!"

Commissioner Qiao took a deep breath: "I hope we can do something for him."

Professor Xu didn’t speak; it was just his luck to have a thumb fracture at this time, when he had to perform a procedure requiring the placement of nine bridges on an incessantly beating heart, with each bridge needing to be flawless. Elder Meng’s coronary arteries were already arteriosclerotic, and a mere slip during the bypass could easily tear the blood vessels.

The difficulty of the task was indeed overwhelming!

Moreover, he had the added obstacle of a fractured thumb, something he’d have to deal with in the operating room.

Director Xu, always confident in coronary bypass, felt a massive pressure. But there was no one more suitable than himself, so come what may, he had to fulfill the mission.

"The coagulation function has just recovered today, electrolytes have also stabilized. It was high potassium before, but it’s come down today. Director Nan said that with another day to stabilize, we should be able to operate. We need to seize this opportunity and quickly complete the surgery. Director Xu, it’s a tough task for you to arrange the reserve team tomorrow," Commissioner Qiao reminded.

The closer it got to the surgery, the more Director Xu felt the importance of the reserve team. Should his injury severely affect the surgery, the backup chief surgeon must really be ready to step in. It was not just talk.

"Yes! Surgery is scheduled for eight o’clock tomorrow morning—two operations per person. I will arrange everything today so that tomorrow morning, the three experts will gather in our cardiothoracic surgery’s large office. We will have someone accompany you to change and wash up in the operating room. I hope Professor Zhong and Professor Yang can find time to come to Anzhen this afternoon to get familiar with our environment," Director Xu replied.

"I’ll visit Anzhen this afternoon. Thanks for your hard work, Old Xu," Professor Zhong greeted Professor Xu.

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