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"Not having a completely sterile environment is already a hidden danger. The more people there are, the less safe it is. Me and four other people are enough."

This is still when the person controlling the breathing equipment needs to be rotated, otherwise, she wants to control the number of people within three.

The dean expressed his understanding, and then mercilessly gave those people a negative reply.

No matter how the other party begged or said, the dean insisted on listening to Tan Mianmian.

Nonsense, the person who performed the operation is Tan Mianmian, if you don’t listen to this doctor who is worth more than gold bumps, is it possible to listen to outsiders? Everyone is a doctor who communicates with each other. What the hell is this surgery possible?
Tan Mianmian asked the team members to get off work and go home to sleep immediately one day in advance, and all of them were very energetic the next day.

The fish skin was quickly collected, and the team led the team to process it without letting the fifth person intervene. After checking the fish skin and the self-made breathing equipment, Tan Mianmian gave everyone another one-hour rest time.

At half past twelve, the patient was sent to the operating room.

At [-]:[-], four people who had prepared for the operation entered, and four or five young doctors outside guarded the door so that no one would disturb the operation being carried out.

At [-]:[-], all the gauze was untied.

At 55:[-], manual breathing equipment was ready.

Tan Mianmian had tweezers in hand.

Before one o'clock, they had already entered the state of surgery, and everyone's breathing became quieter.

Half an hour later, the patient really had dyspnea. The male doctor came first, and the female doctor did some auxiliary work.

Three hours later, the male doctor's hands were shaking and he couldn't hold on any longer, so the female doctor hurried to pick it up.

But one hour, four 10 minutes, she began to have a bad situation.

The male doctor took it without saying a word.

In the last two hours, the two of them met each other every half an hour, because they were already familiar with the breathing rate, so there was no mistake.

When the sunset light came in through the crack of the door, the last burnt area was covered with fish skin. After Tan Mianmian checked, she lost all strength and fell asleep in the corner of the operating room.

Eyelids could no longer be opened.

The assistant, who could barely speak and walk, handed over the patient to the next person, and even leaned over, curled up beside Tan Mianmian and fell asleep.

The hands of the two with breathing equipment were sore all the time, and they were dragged out for a massage to soothe them.

The man who had the most violent and rude quarrel with Tan Mianmian before was exhausted from waiting outside for seven hours.

It was the first time I saw a doctor who operated for seven hours in a row, and the first time I saw a doctor who was exhausted after the operation, and it was the bitch who quarreled with him.

He also had mixed feelings in his heart.

Tan Mianmian's temples were soaked and dry with sweat at the moment, and he was in a mess.

Even with a beautiful face like a flower, it looks haggard and fragile at the moment.

Wang Xiaohu moved his fingers: "How about I send her to sleep in the room, how about sleeping in the corner, I have great strength."

No one agreed for him to carry Tan Mianmian, Xiaofang came to accompany Tan Mianmian, watched her recover after three hours of sleep, and immediately poured water for her to drink.

"How is the patient? Doesn't it get worse?"

"I had a fever in the middle, but the temperature dropped after 10 minutes. I was awake just now, and the man named Wang Dahu came to report the letter."

"Well, it's a good thing to be awake. Oh, my body is about to harden." Tan Mianmian stood up with Xiaofang's help, and just walked out of the operating room, she was greeted with praise and applause all the way.