Dr. Culkin asked Audrey to prepare the surgical instruments.
“Do your best to cooperate, Freya.”
“You are the patient’s family member, so you need to sign the surgery consent form. It’s a hospital requirement and we can’t take any risks. If something goes wrong, it will be difficult for us to bear the consequences, so…”
Freya understood.
The doctors are most afraid of patient disturbances.
If the hospital really loses the director, his family will definitely come looking for the hospital.
The surgery is what she needs to do, so she must take responsibility for it.
“Pass it here,” Freya said.
Audrey handed over the surgery consent form, and Freya quickly signed it.
After signing, she looked at Dr. Culkin, “I would like you to assist me.”
Dr. Culkin nodded, “Okay.”
“You are familiar with the surgical team, so I’ll rely on you for the next steps.”
“I’ll take care of it all.” Dr. Culkin is also a compassionate person.
He is trying his best to help and cooperate with Freya.
She took a deep breath as she opened the artificial heart brought by Neo.
“Do you have confidence?” Dr. Culkin asked.
Freya said, “Not really.”
Dr. Culkin paused, “…”
“Then why do you still dare to do it?”
Freya calmly said, “Isn’t there no other choice?”
Dr. Culkin was momentarily speechless. Yes, there was no choice. Not performing the surgery would mean death.
Performing the surgery, however risky, offered a glimmer of hope.
“You go ahead with the surgery, and leave the rest to me,” Dr. Culkin said.
Freya nodded.
At that moment, the surgery was ready.
Freya picked up the surgical knife.
She had performed many chest surgeries before, but never with this kind of emotion.
It wasn’t fear of taking responsibility that bothered her.
It was the sadness of the director, who had dedicated his life to research but couldn’t save himself.
That was truly tragic!
Freya was also performing the first artificial heart transplant, and to say she wasn’t nervous at all would be a lie.
But her professionalism, composure, and discipline made her steady, not panicked.
She reminded herself to stay calm.
“Start the cardiopulmonary bypass.”
With Dr. Culkin’s assistance, everyone worked together smoothly.
The sound of slicing through layers of skin, piercing through membranes.
To an ordinary person, it would be spine-chilling.
But for the surgical team, it was routine.
They heard these sounds many times a day.
In their research, they had simulated it many times and conducted experiments on donated bodies.
They even performed live experiments on sheep.
Gradually, Freya became more adept.
“Aspirate blood.”
There was too much blood in the chest cavity, making it hard to see the blood vessels.
After confirming that the blood pressure was normal, she continued with the surgery.
…
The entire surgery lasted almost four hours.
The heart was successfully implanted.
The surgery was a success because, after the heart transplant, the patient’s condition improved.
But whether the patient could survive depended on the next 48 hours, if they could wake up.
“Send them to the ICU,” Dr. Culkin said.
As the old director was wheeled away, Freya just stood there quietly.
It was unclear what she was thinking.
“You’ve worked hard,” Dr. Culkin said.
Freya forced a smile, “Everyone worked hard.”
If it weren’t for Dr. Culkin, the surgery wouldn’t have gone so smoothly. “Thank you.”
“No need to thank me.”
Freya couldn’t shake off the tension, she left the operating room.
She took off her surgical gown and stood in the sterilization area, washing her hands.
Without resting, she walked out of the operating room.
Neo hurried over, “Director.”
His expression was tense and serious, “Was the surgery done?”
Freya nodded, “Yes.”
“Did you perform it?”
Behind Neo, a cold and unfamiliar voice questioned!
Freya looked over and saw a stranger’s face!
Who is this person?!