Xue Chunhe was refreshed and took a look at the time. It was 1 hour and 42 minutes since Prince Abdul Aziz entered the operating room.


    It''s a long time, but at this time, it''s definitely not an open chest operation. The cardiopulmonary bypass group temporarily transferred from the second hospital of Medical University is afraid to be useless. In theory, what Mr. Wu Mian should do is interventional surgery.


    The door of the operating room opened. Ren Haitao came out with a flat car carrying a drip bottle.


    Xue Chunhe carefully observed Ren Haitao''s expression for the first time, feeling uneasy.


    Ren Haitao wears a flower hat and a sterile mask to cover most of his face. However, from the corner of the eye and the tip of the eyebrow, the expression is calm, and the hat has no sweat stains. The operation should be very smooth.


    "How about Haitao?" Xue Chunhe asked in a low voice.


    "Dean, everything is going well," Ren Haitao said.


    When Gamal Abdul Nasser saw the door of the operating room open, he rushed up with a group of people behind him and directly separated Xue Chunhe from the outside.


    Xue Chunhe couldn''t understand Arabic, but he could hear Prince Abdul Aziz lying on the flat car talking in a very angry voice, and his heart was much more secure.


    After the operation, the patient was able to communicate with his family. Obviously, Mr. Wu was not in a hurry to push Prince Abdul Aziz out, but woke up in the operating room, "wasting" nearly an hour.


    At the critical moment, Mr. Wu is really stable! Xue Chunhe exclaimed in his heart.


    He did not seek to send the patient out in the shortest time. It seems that the eyes of others are not important to him.


    Surgery is not Olympic, and the speed of doing it has no fundamental significance for treatment.


    In the operating room, wait until the patient is fully awake, which is undoubtedly the most favorable situation for the patient.


    Soon, Xue Chunhe saw teacher Wu Mian wearing a dark green isolation suit and explaining something to the patient''s family. He spoke fluent Arabic without simultaneous interpretation.


    Seeing teacher Wu, Xue Chunhe felt very down-to-earth.


    "Nasser, the operation went well." Wu Mian took off the sterile mask, took a breath and said with a smile.


    "Thank the gods."


    "Wu, when can I get off the ground?" asked crown prince Abdul Aziz, lying on the flat car.


    "Two hours later," said Wu Mian, "but I don''t recommend it. Go back to the ward and get some sleep. When you wake up, I''ll check your heart function. If you go down to the ground as expected, there''s absolutely no problem."


    After hearing Wu Mian''s words, Gamal Abdul Nasser and all his followers behind him made a gesture of thanks.


    Wu Mian knew not to thank him, but to thank their God.


    But it doesn''t matter. The operation went well. Some rare complications didn''t appear. This is the most perfect outcome.


    "Go back to the ward," Wu Mian waved.


    Someone immediately took over the work of Ren Haitao, Gao Baixiang and others and escorted crown prince Abdul Aziz back to the ward.


    "Wu, the operation is successful?" Dr. Saipan Carr crowded in front of Wu Mian and couldn''t wait to ask.


    "Of course, Dr. Carl," said Wu Mian with a smile, "have you ever seen me joking in the treatment of patients?"


    "..." Dr. Carl looked at Prince Abdul Aziz who was pushed away and lay flat. He kept this position since he was pushed out of the operating room.


    Prince Abdul Aziz has severe mitral regurgitation. Because of the long course of disease, his left heart failure has been quite serious, accompanied by severe pulmonary congestion.


    His lung congestion was very serious, so he could not lie on his back. When lying on his back, the amount of return heart blood increased and the diaphragm was lifted up, making it more difficult to breathe.


    High pillow lying position, half lying position and even sitting upright can improve his suffocation, so lying down and sleeping every day is an extremely luxurious behavior for him.


    However, after coming out of the operating room, crown prince Abdul Aziz has been lying flat without difficulty breathing.


    Dr. Saipan Carr really wants to listen to his heartbeat with a stethoscope and see if the typical full systolic hairy murmur has changed.


    But Dr. Carl only stopped. He knew that if he rushed up at this time, he might not hear the heartbeat of crown prince Abdul Aziz, but be escorted away by security personnel.


    "Wu." Jack Jones looked at Wu Mian, sighed softly, and asked, "did you do mitral valve clipping?"


    "Dear jack, this is the ninth time you have asked the same question," said Wu Mian with a smile. "You still have 72 or 75 hours to convince the board of directors. Of course, the later the time, the more harsh the conditions you have to accept."


    "..." Jack Jones looked at Wu Mian in a daze. A cloud made of rain floated in his heart, and the pouring rain fell in an instant.


    "Wu, can I take care of Prince Abdul Aziz?" Dr. Carl asked hurriedly.


    For him, all postoperative indicators are as valuable as gold.


    Even without auxiliary examination, we can know whether mitral valve clamping is successful or failed as long as auscultation.


    "If crown prince Abdul Aziz has no opinion, I don''t mind." Wu Mian said with a gentle smile.


    Dr. Carl was overjoyed at the speech. He thought all this should be kept secret to himself, but Wu didn''t mind getting close to the patient.


    When Jack Jones heard Wu Mian''s words, his heart fell to the bottom.


    Wu did not cover up, but generously let Dr. Carl go to the ICU. Whether the operation was successful or failed is clear at a glance.


    How on earth did he successfully complete the operation? Jack Jones knows nothing about it.


    The first thing to do is to confirm whether the operation was successful. Jack Jones carefully followed the crowd and found a chance to say to Dr. Carl, "Carl."


    "Hmm?" there was a faint blush on Dr. Carl''s face. It seemed that he was very excited and couldn''t contain his emotions.


    "Let me know as soon as the ICU confirms the condition of Abdul Aziz and the completion of the operation," Jack Jones said cautiously.


    "Don''t worry, I will tell you the results at the first time. But we already know the results. The crown prince lay flat all the way without serious dyspnea. His symptoms of pulmonary congestion caused by left heart failure have been alleviated.


    In my opinion, the operation has been successful and perfect!


    My God, I can''t believe how Wu did it! "


    Jack Jones frowned at Dr. Carl, but said nothing. Dr. Carr was naturally aware of his temper.


    Let''s confirm first. As for the operation... Jack Jones took a look at Wang Qingshan following him and had a "perfect" plan in mind.