Chapter 342 Dead or not? (Eighth update, please vote for me)

"What are you arguing about?" At this time, Hoffman's attending doctor came over.

"He said that Hoffman was still alive." Tim Waltz still held a glimmer of hope in his heart.

The attending doctor shook his head: "We have checked that Hoffman is dead. His heart has stopped for more than ten minutes."

The attending doctor looked at Chen Zhao again: "I don't know for what purpose you said that, but I personally diagnosed him and he is dead."

"Have you seen, Mr. Tim, even the attending doctor said so." Redela also helped.

"I still insist on my point of view. He is not dead, but he is indeed about to die." Chen Zhao looked at Tim Waltz: "Sir, if you want your child to survive, then give me and him a chance." .”

Tim Waltz looked at Chen Zhao with twinkling eyes, and then looked at Redela and the attending doctor hesitantly.

At this moment, Farr spoke: "Sir, I trust my friend's judgment."

"Miss Farr, please consider your position."

"Doctor Crete, isn't my position clear enough? I support my friend." Farr looked at Tim Waltz: "Sir, give my friend a chance, and give your son a chance."

"Can you really save him?" Tim Waltz certainly hopes that his son is still alive, but he also does not want his child's body to be desecrated.

Chen Zhao looked at Tim Waltz and pulled back the white sheet. He found that this person was the student who had been rescued by him in class.

Chen Zhao stretched out his hand on the Quxin point and pressed it hard.

Everyone saw that Hoffman's fingers moved slightly.

"Alive!? Hoffman is still alive! He is still alive..." Tim Waltz shouted: "My son is still alive, he is still alive."

The expressions of Redela and the attending doctor Critter became very gloomy.

"I need an operating room." Chen Zhao said.

"This gentleman, he is hopeless. He was just pushed out from the operating room. His endocardial correction surgery failed, causing severe internal bleeding. He has no hope..." Crete said: " Even if you temporarily make him have a muscle reaction, it doesn't mean he is still alive."

"I need an operating room!" Chen Zhao repeated.

"Quickly, prepare an operating room for him, hurry up, hurry up!"

"Mr. Tim, this is against the rules," Critter said.

"Fuck your... fucking rules, prepare an operating room for my son and this gentleman right now." Tim Waltz roared: "Or you want to get out of this hospital."

"Chen, operating room 09 should be empty...but I hope it ends within two hours, because in two hours, I have a patient's surgery to be performed there." Fall said.

"Push him to operating room 09." Chen Zhao said.

Arriving at the door of the operating room, Farr asked, "Do you need me to go in and help?"

"No need." Chen Zhao closed the automatic door directly. The operating room can only be opened from the inside.

"Mr. Tim, why do you believe that liar?" Redela said angrily.

"Yeah, that's just a normal muscle reaction, it doesn't mean that Hoffman is still alive."

Tim Waltz was sitting at the door of the operating room, saying nothing, his expression always gloomy.

"Moreover, that liar brought a cat into the operating room. Doesn't he know that the operating room must maintain an absolutely sterile environment? This has no common sense at all."

"That's Chen's habit," Farr said.

"Quiet down, I don't want to hear any nonsense before the results come out." Tim Waltz shouted loudly.

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Chen Zhao wore gloves and reopened Hoffman's chest. The trachea was blocked by blood.

Because the surgery failed, the re-suturing was done quite haphazardly.

Not even latex gel was used. Latex gel is a biological glue mainly used after surgery to repair and suture some damaged organs. The most commonly used place is gastric perforation.

Chen Zhao first threw a soul shock, which stimulated Hoffman's soul.

In an instant, Hoffman opened his eyes suddenly, but what followed was a strong feeling of suffocation.

"Calm down, I know you are feeling very uncomfortable right now, but you have to hold on, just treat yourself as if you are diving." Chen Zhao dropped a drop of perfect medicine into Hoffman's mouth.

This drop of perfect potion is the purest essence of life.

It instantly nourished Hoffman's body. Although Hoffman was still uncomfortable, at least the pain was not unbearable.

"You go to sleep first."

Chen Zhao directly hypnotized Hoffman and made him fall into a deep sleep.

Chen Zhao used magic, demonic medicine and Chinese medicine at the same time to perform surgery on Hoffman.

Hoffman's biggest problem now is endoventricular malformation. As long as Chen Zhao can cut off the abnormal part and Hoffman persists, then he will have hope.

In order to keep himself in the best condition, Chen Zhao also gave himself a quick-thinking magic.

This magic made Chen Zhao's brain extremely clear, and he knew exactly what he wanted to do.

After removing the abnormally grown endometrium, Chen Zhao sutured the heart together and patched it up with latex gel. At the same time, he gave Hoffman a drop of perfect medicine.

"Vitality!" Chen Zhao shouted softly, and Hoffman's heart beat suddenly.

At this time, the blood clogged in the trachea spurted out of Hoffman's nose as the air circulated.

Chen Zhao did not sew up the chest immediately, but observed Hoffman's heart beating.

Chen Zhao discovered that although Hoffman's heart started beating again, it was not strong enough.

On the one hand, he is too weak now, and on the other hand, it is because his heart muscle is weak.

This is not a problem that can be solved overnight. After ensuring that Hoffman's heart beat stably, Chen Zhao began to help him sew up his chest.

Chen Zhao gave Hoffman another soul shock, and Hoffman gasped for breath.

"I...am I dead?"

"Not yet." Chen Zhao gently patted Hoffman's cheek: "How do you feel?"

"It hurts a little."

Chen Zhao pinched Hoffman's finger again: "What now?"

"pain."