The suturing was complete.
The organs were no longer bleeding.
Sweat had appeared on Dong Xuebin's forehead as well. Xiao Jing's boyfriend was on the operating table, so naturally he took it seriously. He was highly focused, and it was draining a great deal of energy.
"Good!" the First Assistant could not help saying.
"Beautiful!" The Second Assistant clenched his fist.
The chief surgeon looked deeply at Dong Xuebin. "Excellent technique!"
The plump nurse said nothing more. She hurriedly brought over a towel and wiped the sweat from Dong Xuebin's forehead. There was no longer any contempt in her eyes.
Dong Xuebin said expressionlessly, "Blood pressure."
The plump nurse immediately checked. "Fifty-five."
Dong Xuebin frowned. "Heartbeat."
"Heartbeat is fifty," the plump nurse said.
Dong Xuebin muttered to himself, "That shouldn't be."
"Wait a little longer." The chief surgeon also knew something was wrong. After waiting for a while, he checked Sun Kai's indicators again, and his face changed. "His blood pressure is still low! This is..."
The First Assistant sucked in a breath. "There's another bleeding point!"
The Second Assistant said in astonishment, "But everything's already been sutured! How is there still one?"
"Not good! The patient's blood pressure is dropping again! It's falling fast! He won't make it!" the plump nurse shouted.
Fifty...
Forty-five...
Thirty-five...
Without another word, Dong Xuebin stepped forward and twisted the side of Sun Kai's neck with his knuckles. Then his hand shifted, pressing down on Sun Kai's abdomen!
At once, the blood pressure rose again!
Forty...
Fifty...
Dong Xuebin's move was simply incredible.
Could pressing a few acupoints restore blood pressure? They had never even heard of such a thing!
The two assistants and two nurses all looked at Dong Xuebin. Could traditional Chinese medicine really be this miraculous?
But the chief surgeon said,