HPDBC Chapter 48 The Scalpel at the Dinner
Chapter 48 The Scalpel at the Dinner
The farce ended with Master Zhang being "invited" out by hotel security, along with the coin detector that supposedly indicated kidney deficiency.
The atmosphere at the banquet became somewhat subtle.
The wealthy people who used to ignore Wang Minyu now look at him with more awe, and some even secretly slipped their business cards to Li Siyuan, who was gorging himself, hoping to cut in line to register.
Just as Wang Minyu was preparing to retreat with his well-fed and watered team, an accident occurred.
In a corner of the banquet hall, a young girl who was eating steak suddenly covered her neck, her face instantly turning red, and she couldn't make a sound.
Her male companion panicked and frantically patted her back, but to no avail.
"It's a foreign object stuck in its throat!" Zhao Na was the first to react. As a medical student, this kind of first aid awareness is ingrained in her bones.
"Heimlich!" Li Siyuan rushed over, hugged the girl from behind, and forcefully thrust into her abdomen.
Once, twice, three times.
Useless.
The girl's face turned from red to purple, her body began to go limp, and her consciousness gradually faded.
"No, it's stuck too deep!" Li Siyuan exclaimed, sweating profusely. "It's completely blocked!"
The surrounding crowd began to stir, with screams erupting everywhere.
Dean Zhao Dezhu was also at the scene. He rushed over and shouted, "Quick! Call an ambulance! Prepare for intubation!"
"It's too late." Su Qing's cold voice rang out. "By the time the ambulance arrives, she will already be brain dead."
Wang Minyu strode over and shoved Zhao Dezhu aside.
[Aura Observation Technique] Activated.
In my field of vision, there was a dark shadow lodged in the girl's trachea, stuck below her glottis.
Those were large chunks of beef, completely blocking the airflow.
A red countdown timer flashed above her head: [00:45].
"Tracheotomy," Wang Minyu quickly decided.
"Here?" Zhao Dezhu screamed. "No sterile environment, no anesthesia, no instruments! Are you crazy? This is murder!"
"Su Qing, the knife." Wang Minyu ignored him completely and stretched out his hand.
Su Qing didn't bring her surgical kit, but she picked up a sharp silver steak knife from the dining table.
Without the slightest hesitation, she grabbed the strong liquor from the table, poured it onto the blade, and then lit a lighter; the flame flickered on the tip of the blade.
"Here you go." Su Qing handed the still-hot knife to Wang Minyu.
This is insane. Performing surgery with a steak knife?
"Hold her down," Wang Minyu said to Guan Shan.
Guan Shan immediately stepped forward and used his two large hands to hold the girl's head and shoulders in place, preventing her from moving.
The girl was already unconscious, which actually saved the trouble of anesthesia.
Wang Minyu touched the girl's neck, his fingertips locating between the thyroid cartilage and cricoid cartilage.
"This is the cricothyroid membrane." Wang Minyu's voice was frighteningly calm, as if the surrounding noise had nothing to do with him. "Cutting open here is the fastest way to get air."
Zhao Dezhu tried to stop him, but Steven held him back firmly: "Dean Zhao, just watch! I'll take responsibility if anything goes wrong!"
Wang Minyu took a deep breath and his wrist sank.
Although a steak knife is not as sharp as a scalpel, with the help of [Surgical Mastery (Master Level)], it can still accurately cut through the skin and subcutaneous tissue.
Blood gushed out, but this did not stop Wang Minyu's actions.
He quickly separated the tissue and exposed the trachea.
"Straw!" Wang Minyu called out.
Zhao Na reacted quickly, grabbing the thick straw from a drink on the table, pulling it out, shaking off the drink, and handing it over.
Wang Minyu used the tip of a knife to pry open the trachea, cut one end of the straw at an angle, and then forcefully inserted it into the incision.
"call--"
A clear hiss of air rang out. It was the sound of life.
As air rushed into her lungs, the girl's previously purplish-black complexion slowly began to return to normal. Her chest rose and fell.
"He's alive! He's alive!" A cheer erupted from the crowd.
Wang Minyu did not relax.
He secured the straw with tape (which he got from the waiter), then stood up and wiped the blood off his hands.
"Keep in this position and wait for the ambulance," Wang Minyu said to Guan Shan.
Zhao Dezhu stared at this scene in disbelief.
As a surgical expert, he knew all too well the significance of those few seconds.
That kind of absolute calmness in a chaotic environment, that kind of extreme familiarity with anatomical structures, is something that an ordinary TCM doctor could never achieve.
"You..." Zhao Dezhu's lips trembled, "Who exactly are you?"
"Renxin Pharmacy, resident doctor." Wang Minyu threw the blood-stained steak knife back onto the table with a crisp "clang." "Also, Dean Zhao, if you had made that cut just now, you would most likely have severed the inferior thyroid vein. That's the difference between you and me."
After saying that, Wang Minyu waved his hand and said, "I'm leaving. This place is too noisy. I'll go back and eat instant noodles."
Su Qing followed silently behind him, a rare glint of light flashing in her eyes.
Looking at Wang Minyu's retreating figure, she realized that this boss who treated the living like the dead wasn't so bad after all.
That night, the WeChat Moments of Changxiang City exploded.
A video titled "Miracle Doctor Takes a Life-or-Death Race with a Dinner Knife and a Steak Knife" has gone viral.
Although the footage was shaky, Wang Minyu's cool profile and fluid movements were captured clearly.
The system panel flashed through Wang Minyu's mind.
[Gained 1000 emotional points (from Zhao Dezhu's self-doubt)]
[Gained 5000 emotion points (from the shocked onlookers)]
[Gained 2000 Emotional Points (from the gratitude of the rescued girl's family)]
[Current Reputation Level Increase: Urban Eccentric Doctor (Beginner)]
[System reward unlocked: Basic Operating Room Module (can be integrated into the pharmacy back room).]
It was already late at night when I got back to the pharmacy.
Wang Minyu lay on the creaking recliner, staring at the ceiling.
"The operating room?" he muttered to himself. "Looks like I can take on bigger jobs in the future."
In a corner of the pharmacy, the "bone-setting herb" that had been doing nothing quietly bloomed under the moonlight, emitting a faint fluorescent glow.
This plant, seemingly absorbing the "saving" aura that Wang Minyu brought back tonight, has finally matured.
"Tomorrow, it's time to upgrade Guan Shan's equipment." Wang Minyu closed his eyes, a barely perceptible smile curving his lips.
At this moment, Li Siyuan and Zhao Na were frantically liking the video and captioning it: "This is my master! Although he usually only lets me sell scrap, he's really amazing!"
That night, the lights at Renxin Pharmacy seemed brighter than usual.