Dear Commander-in-Chief

Fall in love with you Kanshu..

Gu Qiqi couldn't help looking at the small body on the operating table.

So weak, so thin, it doesn't look like that energetic little guy anymore

A deep pain spread over her chest.

She closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she was determined!

Who said doctors can't operate on their own children?

With the belief that she must succeed, and that the child must wake up, she must save Xiaotuanzi. Except for her, no one in this era can challenge acupoint bloodletting.

Therefore, she must do well.

Take a deep breath, hands, no longer trembling.

As soon as the silver needle is lifted, it falls down instantly!

Gu Qiqi's gestures were neat and beautiful, piercing and pulling out several key points of Xiaotuanzi one by one like a dragonfly touching water.

A stream of blood beads came out.

She carefully sucked the blood with her own hands using absorbent cotton.

Estimated that the blood volume was about the same, stopped the bleeding quickly, and asked: "Is the type O blood from the blood bank ready?"

"Okay, Doctor Gu."

"Start to transfuse the patient, pay attention to the speed, and observe the heart rate."

"Okay, Doctor Gu!"

Next to her, several well-known child experts in the empire have become her assistants at the moment, completely obeying her orders, and respectfully calling her Dr. Gu.

One by one without complaint.

Because they saw with their own eyes how sensitive and capable Gu Qiqi was in dealing with Xiaotuanzi's case of anesthesia and coma.

They knew even better that even they were not qualified to participate in the World Medical Competition. This little girl is a genius who brought a whole team to compete with international experts.

People in the workplace certainly have ranks, but strength can easily break through all ranks!

Under the auspices of Gu Qiqi,

Xiaotuanzi successfully bled and transfused.

The pale little face also gradually recovered a faint blush.

"Doctor Gu, do you want to use a 'nasogastric feeding tube'?" A doctor asked softly.

Gu Qiqi pondered for a moment: "I'll try natural feeding first."

Nasogastric feeding tube, the only way of feeding medicine that poisoned coma patients can rely on because they have no swallowing reflex.

As the name suggests, it uses a tube, which is inserted from the nasal cavity and inserted into the stomach.

Then, medicine or liquid food is poured in through this tube.

This method is simple, but the side effects are also obvious.

For example, the simplest choking cough - it is a tube after all, and it is thick enough to be seen by the naked eye. Wouldn't it be uncomfortable to poke it in?

Severe damage to the nasal mucosa and gastric mucosa-it is difficult to poke all the way in without damage.

No matter how serious it is, it will induce inflammation, and if it is more severe, it will induce death from suffocation...

Considering so many side effects, Gu Qiqi didn't want to feed Xiaotuanzi with a nasal feeding tube unless it was absolutely necessary.

She raised her arms: "Get me a mask, medicine bowl, and baby silicone feeding spoon."

The medicine bowl and soft spoon, everyone understands, are for the convenience of feeding medicine.

What does mask mean?

But soon, everyone understood that Gu Qiqi had considered Xiaotuanzi's safety in every possible way.

Feeding medicine should be in close contact with Xiaotuanzi, Gu Qiqi is afraid that her breath will spray on Xiaotuanzi's face and bring him unnecessary bacteria.

Operating room observation window.

Gong Qing watched this scene secretly.

Song Song sighed: "Qiqi is a careful child, I think she has nothing to say to Xiaotuanzi!"

Gong Qing coldly snorted stubbornly: "Who knows if it's just an act!"

Although the tone was very acrimonious, but his eyes couldn't help but look at the room a few more times—well, if the fox girl is pretending, just pretend like this, so good for the dumpling, pretending for a lifetime, for a lifetime, he will accept it she!