Chapter 238 You work too hard
Jiang Yuzhu nodded, knowing that nothing could go wrong at this moment.

She uses the most meticulous techniques to accurately deliver thrombolytic drugs to the target location.

Suddenly, Dong Sicheng's voice broke the brief silence: "Attention, the heart rate starts to fluctuate, be steady!"

At this time, no one can retreat, and every effort is to save a life.

Jiang Yuzhu's hands trembled slightly, but she forcibly stabilized her mind and completed this most critical step.

Time seemed to have stopped, and only the hum of equipment in the operating room and the feeble breathing of the doctors could be heard.

Finally, after ten long and tense hours, Jiang Yuzhu slowly took out her hands. Her eyes were full of exhaustion, but more of determination and release.

Dong Sicheng looked at the monitoring screen and finally showed a relaxed smile: "The heart rate is stable and the operation was successful."

Time in the operating room seemed to have stopped, and only the pointer kept spinning, reminding them of the passage of time.

In this tension and silence, they seemed to have forgotten breathing and time. They only remembered the task at hand and the lives they wanted to save.

Ten hours seemed like an instant or a lifetime.

They never stopped or gave up. They used their professionalism and determination to fight against death.Jiang Yuzhu's forehead was already covered with beads of sweat, but she did not stop, her eyes always shone with that firm light.

Dong Sicheng's hands had begun to tremble slightly, but he still persisted, using his many years of experience to stabilize his trembling hands.

Zhou Zerong's brows were also furrowed, and his hands were running like machines.

He knew that he couldn't fail, and he wanted to use his skills to prove that they could defeat death.

Time seemed to stop at this moment.

Then, the door of the operating room was gently pushed open, and a nurse hurriedly walked in.

She looked at them, her eyes full of respect and faith.

"The operation was successful!" Her voice echoed throughout the operating room.

It was dark, the door of the operating room slowly opened, and the doctors walked out tiredly but solemnly.

Zhang Lingche stood aside, his eyes full of worry and anxiety.

Seeing the doctors' faces relax a little, the boulder in his heart finally fell to the ground.

"Sister-in-law, my grandfather...he..." Zhang Lingche's voice was still a little trembling.

Yuzhu smiled slightly. Although he was tired, he still exuded a calm beauty. "Master Zhang, the operation was very successful. Your grandfather is now stable. But the next recovery period is also critical. Please take good care of him."

When Zhang Lingche heard the news, the worry on his face gradually dissipated, replaced by gratitude and relief.

"Thank you, thank you all." His voice was choked and seemed particularly sincere.

He turned to Dong Sicheng and Zhou Zerong to express his gratitude: "Dr. Dong, Dr. Zhou, thank you very much. I don't know how to repay you."

Dong Sicheng shook his head slightly: "This is our job and our responsibility. As long as we see the patient recover, that is the best reward for us."

Zhou Zerong also nodded, his eyes full of professional determination: "Remember to review your grandpa on time. The recovery period is very critical."

Zhang Lingche was deeply impressed by the dedication and kindness of the doctors. He bowed deeply again: "Thank you, I will definitely do it." Then, Zhang Lingche turned to Yu Zhu again, his eyes full of worry and expectation: "Yuzhu , can't you really consider staying here? This is also a very good hospital, and"

Jiang Yuzhu shook her head slightly, with a further goal in her eyes: "Young Master Zhang, I am very grateful for everything given to me here, but there are more things I want to pursue and try. Moreover, I believe that no matter where I am, I I will do my best to help those in need.”

He smiled slightly: "Okay, I understand. Just remember to tell me if you need anything."

She smiled and nodded: "Of course, Ling Che."

Jiang Yuzhu had just finished handling the final procedures and was about to go home and have a good rest. Suddenly, Huang Jing hurried over.

"Sister Yuzhu, you are really trying too hard."

Huang Jing's eyes were full of worry and concern. Looking at Jiang Yuzhu's almost transparent face and slightly tired figure, she couldn't help feeling a little distressed.

Jiang Yuzhu smiled and shook his head: "This is what a doctor should do, Huang Jing. I just did what I should do."

Huang Jing's eyes were full of admiration and concern: "But sister, you can't keep fighting like this. The body is the capital of revolution."

Yu Zhu smiled slightly, feeling warm at Huang Jing's concern: "Don't worry, I know what's appropriate. Thank you for your concern."

At this moment, Huang Jing's expression suddenly became a little embarrassed: "Sister Yuzhu, I'm actually here to tell you that the dean is looking for you."

A trace of surprise flashed in Yu Zhu's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by calmness: "Okay, I'll go there now."

After saying that, she forced out a smile and signaled to Huang Jing.

Huang Jing was a little reluctant to give up. Looking at Yu Zhu's back, she felt Yu Zhu's determination and responsibility to achieve his mission. "Sister, you must take care of yourself."

Yu Zhu stopped and turned to look at Huang Jing. Her eyes were full of determination and belief: "Of course, Huang Jing. You too."

Jiang Yuzhu hesitated for a moment, but decided to go to the dean's office.

Although she just wanted to go home and rest now, it was the dean's call after all, and she couldn't shirk it.

Walking in the corridor of the hospital, the white fluorescent lights made her face look a little pale.

Exhaustion made every step she took seemed a little heavy.

But she knew that was part of the responsibility and profession of being a doctor.

When she arrived at the dean's office, she knocked on the door and opened the door when she heard the voice of "please come in" from inside.

The dean is sitting behind his desk. The files on the desk are neatly stacked, and he looks busy at work.

He looked at Yu Zhu who came in, with a serious light in his eyes: "Yuzhu, I'm really sorry for calling you over so late."

Jiang Yuzhu smiled slightly: "It's okay, Dean. What's the matter?"

The dean sighed and opened a document at hand, which was the surgery report about Mr. Zhang.

He looked at her deeply: "You did an excellent job in this operation. But that's not the main reason why I called you here."

(End of this chapter)

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