Dear Commander-in-Chief Chapter 1157 - You're a Little Stronger Than a Weakling

Chapter 1157: You’re a Little Stronger Than a Weakling

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“However, this is really the first time in my life that I’ve performed a heart transplant surgery for a real person. You can’t blame me if it fails. The organ rejection is very big to begin with. Whether the heart can really fuse with another person’s body depends on luck. Once there’s a rejection, the patient will bleed out or die of heart failure. It has nothing to do with the surgeon, understand?”
Gu Qiqi had to make things clear first.
The man had gone through so much trouble to find her for the surgery, so it was obvious that he was quite nervous and concerned about that patient. If the heart transplant failed, it was difficult to guarantee that he wouldn’t vent his anger on her.
She had to make this clear.
The man said darkly, “Yes.”!!
Eh? It didn’t sound like she cared that much about the patient’s life and death.
Gu Qiqi found it a little strange.
This man was so powerful. Logically speaking, it shouldn’t be difficult to find a powerful doctor of the same level as him.
Why was he looking for an unknown young doctor who had just made a name for herself in a competition?
It seemed that this question would not be answered anytime soon.
The man held an umbrella and brought Gu Qiqi out of the car.
Gu Qiqi was still a little worried. She turned around and looked at Xiaolan, who had fainted in the back seat of the car.
The man said coldly, “As long as you perform the surgery obediently and don’t play any tricks, this weakling will be safe.”
Gu Qiqi was speechless.
Her Xiaolan was not a weakling!
It’s because you’re too perverted that you think everyone is weak!
As if seeing through Gu Qiqi’s thoughts, the man said coldly, “You’re slightly stronger than a weakling.”
Gu Qiqi almost vomited blood.
So, was this a compliment?
The praise of the strong was really strange.
They reached the car in front.
It was a nanny van.
The back of the car was rather spacious, and it was decorated like a temporary operating theater for an ambulance.
A woman was lying on the operating bed in the middle. Her clothes had been changed into sterile clothes, and her face was covered, revealing part of her chest.
Beside the woman, in a thermostat, was a slowly beating heart!
Gu Qiqi’s heart skipped a beat.
She couldn’t think too deeply about who this heart had been dug out from.
And who was the person who wanted to change her heart?
What she had to do was complete this deal as soon as possible and then bring Xiaolan back safely.
After entering the operating theater, she gradually pushed aside everything in her mind.
She began to enter a professional surgical state.
She knew how to perform a heart transplant. She could recite the steps in the medical book with her eyes closed and had seen the great doctor’s operation.
However, she had really never operated on a living person before.
Today was a difficult test for her.
There were no assistants or nurses. As the chief surgeon, she played all roles and got busy.
Her hands were steady. She had made the incision right in the middle of her sternum. It was been perfect and fast. Not a drop of blood had spilled.
Heparin was immediately injected into the vein to establish an external circulation.
In turn, she carefully removed the front wall of the left and right atrium, leaving the back wall of the left and right atrium for anastomosis. Finally, she closed the semi lunar valve and cut off the aorta and lung artery.
Next was the most difficult part of the heart transplant.
Heart implant!
She selected the appropriate professional sutures that Praline could not absorb from the surgical tools. Her hand rose and fell while she was continuously suturing the left atrium, right atrium, aorta, and pulmonary artery.
The left atrium matched successfully!
Right ventricular anastomosis successful!
Aortic and pulmonary anastomosis successful!
Gu Qiqi exhaled lightly and restarted the patient’s blood circulation!
Then came the most nerve-racking moment—