The red light in the brain surgery room was still on, and the nurse at the door stopped Sheng Anran,

"Doctor Sheng, do you want to go in and observe the operation?"

Sheng Anran was stunned for a moment,

"Who is inside, and how long has the surgery started?"

"Half an hour," the nurse pointed to the timer on the wall.

"Here, just half an hour later, Vice President Zhao personally took the surgery. The patient's identity should be unusual. I heard that Vice President Zhao came here temporarily after receiving a call, but I don't know if it was because the hospital gate was closed, and the relatives have not come yet."

Sheng Anran was so upset in his heart, "Then I'll go in and take a look."

"Hey, Dr. Sheng, are you confused? You can go in without brushing your hands and changing to sterile clothes?"

The nurse looked at her in surprise.

"If you go in like this, you will be scolded to death by Vice President Zhao?"

Sheng Anran came to his senses and hurriedly went to the dressing room next to him to change his hand to sterile clothes. When he entered the operating room, he was still restless and had the wrong name when he met the interns in the brain department.

The operating table was full of doctors. Sheng Anran couldn't squeeze in and did not dare to squeeze in rashly. He could only stand outside, and his surgery was stuffy and he soon had sweat on his forehead.

"Why are you here?" A voice sounded next to him. Through the mask and surgical gown, it was barely heard from the crisp sound that it was Qiao Xue, an intern outside of his heart.

Sheng Anran is absent-minded,

"I'll take a look."

"A coincidence, so do I."

Qiao Xue and she stood side by side on the outside of the operating table, bored,

"The emergency department is busy. I can rest for a while while I come to watch it, but it's enough to memorize. The patient is not in good condition. I'm afraid I'll go out to apologize to my family in a while."

"The situation is not good?" Sheng Anran's face gradually turned pale.

Qiao Xue is Fan Linshuang's favorite student and the best among interns. She can say this, but it's not just a joke.

"Well, it seemed that there was no problem when it was delivered, but the intracranial pressure was measured too high. The director of the brain department held a meeting for a long time. In fact, he just held the last glimmer of hope. The success rate of craniotomy was not high, but it would definitely be impossible to rescue if the craniotomy was not released. So he called his relatives to confirm and then the surgery was performed."

“What is the success rate?”

"Less than 10%, the death notice is ready. If the operation fails, you have to sign and send it out."

For a moment, Sheng Anran's hands and feet were cold.

The instruments in the operating room suddenly rang out, and she suddenly raised her head and tried to look through the airtight wall of people. The noise in her ears was like the sound of wind dying.

“Give oxygen.”

“The patient’s heart rate is not enough.”

"pacemaker."

“…”

"Drip..." The fluctuating electrocardiogram gradually stretched on the instrument into a smooth straight line, and the area finally stabilized and extended endlessly.

The noise returned to peace, and everyone was silent.

"Time of death..."

"Sign the notice and give it to the family."

“…”

In the solemn silence, a scream suddenly sounded, Qiao Xue held Sheng Anran who suddenly fell down,

"Hey? What's wrong with you, Dr. Sheng?"

Sheng Anran had a long dream.

The weather in my dream is clear, the sunshine and temperature are just right. It is the time when spring is in full bloom. There is a large area of ​​rapeseed fields in the suburbs of Jinling. It looks yellow and beautiful.

Sheng Xiaoxing pulled her hand and pulled her forward.

"Mommy, Huanhuan, you guys go quickly, brother is waiting for us."

"Where are you going?" she asked.

"Mommy, why did you forget that you made an appointment with your brother today and you are going to have a picnic?"

Only then did Sheng Anran remember that this was the case.

"Let's go quickly, my brother is waiting alone."

In the flower field, Yu Jingxi was already a teenager, but the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were always a bit deliberate.

After seeing him, Sheng Anran subconsciously glanced behind him and asked,

"Why are you the only one, where is your dad?"

When asked this, all three children showed strange gazes.

Sheng Xiaoxing pulled her hand, "Mommy, what did you say? Where do we have a dad?"

Shu Huan also looked puzzled.

"No, you guys..." Sheng Anran looked stunned, his mind was in a mess, "How could he not have a father?"

Yu Jingxi, who had been silent, raised his head and showed a face that was almost exactly the same as Yun Nancheng. Even the coldness in his eyes was exactly the same as him.

"I used to be, but now I don't have it anymore. You won't be with your dad anyway. There is no difference between you or not. We are all your children anyway."

Sheng Anran's heart tightened and took two steps back, "No, you are not Jingxi, Jingxi would not say such things."

The three children came to her and shouted to her in unison, "Mommy, what were you talking about?"

"You are not my children, this is not true..."

Sheng Anran retreated, and suddenly remembered that Jing Xi was only eleven years old and didn't look like this. The scene in front of him began to twist, and all the scenery retreated quickly and eventually turned into a pure white scene.

"Ah..." She woke up in scream.

"Doctor Sheng, is it okay?" A concerned question came from his side, "Have you had a nightmare?"

Only then did she see herself in the intern lounge in the hospital, where Fan Linshuang was sitting beside her.

"It's okay." She held her forehead and was a little confused for a moment, "Why am I here?"

Fan Lin handed her a cup of brown sugar water in her hands.

"I don't remember it myself? In the brain surgery room, you suddenly fainted, scaring Qiao Xue. Didn't eat breakfast in the morning? You don't pay attention to your low blood sugar."

Sheng Anran was stunned, his face gradually turned pale, and then his eyes turned red, his whole body was stiff, and tears couldn't flow out, and the tip of his nose was very uncomfortable.

"You said you can faint after observing the operation. If you don't know, you would think you were bleeding."

After saying that, he looked back and saw Sheng Anran get out of bed, "Hey? What are you doing? You can rest for a while if you look so bad."

"Director Fan, I'm fine."

As she said that, she went directly to the hospital morgue despite the obstruction.

The relatives were isolated outside the hospital and could not enter for the time being, so the patients who died of the operation failed were temporarily placed in the morgue and had to wait for the relatives to come to see each other for the last time.

Fan Linshuang followed her, "Anran, where are you going?"

Looking at the direction Sheng Anran was heading, she frowned, quickly followed, and grabbed her at the door of the morgue.

"An Ran, what are you doing here?"

After holding it, he found that Sheng Anran's eyes were red, his expression was extremely forbearing, and his voice was hoarse.

"Don't pull me, I'll go in and find someone."

Fan Linshuang had never seen her like this before, and looked shocked, "What's wrong? Tell me, who are you looking for?"

"The patient who was declared dead in the operating room should be sent here."

Seeing her answering the question, Fan Linshuang frowned, "The relatives can't come in now, so they should be sent here. What's wrong? But there are no failure cases in the operating room today. Who are you looking for?"

"There was a failure. I saw it with my own eyes before I fainted. The craniotomy failed."
Chapter completed!