Master Head of the Dragon Soul novel Chapter 239

Tang Sisi nodded. “Understood.”

Fu Nanhua and Tang Sisi worked together to perform first aid in full blast. The crowd were all at the edges of their seats, worrying about the patient.

Chest compression. Heart rate check. Rescue breathing…

With the limited resources available, Fu Nanhua exhibited his rich clinical experience. He was quick, yet he didn’t rush anything. He did everything in a swift and orderly manner.

However, he could only manage to ease the patient’s symptoms a little. Despite all his efforts, the patient was still unconscious, and he looked like he was near death.

“Doctor Fu, how’s my father doing? You must save him.” The old man’s daughter was anxious and nervous.

Fu Nanhua rubbed the fine beads of sweat that had gathered on his forehead, and frowned. “The patient had sudden cerebral infarction that led to intracranial hemorrhage and this caused insufficient blood flow to the heart. He is currently in shock and his situation is critical.”

He added, “He needs surgery immediately, otherwise the outcome could be disastrous. Now, we can only hope that the ambulance gets here soon.”

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Fu Nanhua felt dejected. He was an expert and an experienced doctor. However, he still needed a surgical platform and tools to exert his medical skills. Now, he didn’t have a single scalpel, so how was he supposed to perform surgery?

With a cerebral infarction and massive hemorrhage of this scale, even with the right tools, the patient might not have a ten percent chance of surviving, let alone in a condition like this.

In the forty years that he had practiced medicine, it was the first time that Fu Nanhua felt panic yet powerless. This feeling of having things out of his control was unbearable.

At this moment, Tang Sisi walked over with a gloomy expression. Gripping the phone, she said, “There is news from the hospital. There was an accident along the way that caused a gridlock. The ambulance will be delayed by twenty minutes.”

It was as if dark clouds had suddenly appeared.

Fu Nanhua’s face suddenly changed. Given the patient’s condition, every second mattered. They didn’t have twenty minutes to spare.

“Wait wait wait. We’ve waited for so long and this is the outcome? What kind of doctors are you two?!” The old man’s son was emotional and angry. In a state of anxiety, he put the unconscious old man on his back and roared, “We don’t need the ambulance. I’ll carry my dad to the hospital myself!”