"We don't dare move, Director Meng is the only on-duty surgical director today. Only Director Meng can handle this type of wound, none of us dare touch it."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yi couldn't help but roll his eyes and scolded:

"Then you're just going to stand here and watch? Is this huge hospital of yours really only staffed with one surgical director?"

The doctor originally wanted to get angry at Lin Yi's reprimand, but remembered how Lin Yi had easily flung the old man aside. He forcibly suppressed his anger and explained to Lin Yi:

"Of course, we have more than one surgical director here. There are many, but today there's a leadership meeting. All the others went to the meeting except for Director Meng. We've already called the rest, and they're on their way back."

Hearing this, Lin Yi, though displeased, held his tongue.

As long as they could come back to save the person, that was enough.

After all, staying here himself wouldn't help much either.

Looking at the bleeding wound on his arm, he shook his head and prepared to leave.

After all, relying on these guys to bandage him wasn't realistic; he should just head to the west wing to find a nurse for bandaging.

But before he could leave, the doctor shook his head helplessly, as if talking to himself:

"Alas, it's a pity. I'm afraid Director Meng can't hold on until then. Director Meng's injury needs immediate hemostasis. If it doesn't stop soon, he might only last a minute more.

It'll take at least ten minutes for Director Chen and the others to get here.

Hey! Xiao Lu, quickly notify Director Meng's family."

Hearing this, Lin Yi stopped mid-step and turned to the doctor:

"What did you just say? There's no time, so why are you standing around? Hemostasis? Aren't you all doctors? If you can't do surgery, can't you at least stop bleeding? If you can't even manage hemostasis, why does the hospital keep you? You're here to save lives, not to watch the show! What are you staring at me for? Get on with it!"

Lin Yi even swore at this point.

He had no choice, his anger was genuine.

With dozens of doctors in white coats around, none dared step forward to stop the bleeding. How could Lin Yi not be angry?

Forget about Director Meng, what if something happened to two ordinary people?

This hospital system is wrong. Why leave only one director here?

This is the hospital in Capital City!

But hearing Lin Yi's complaint, the doctor couldn't hold back his anger and snapped back:

"You might have saved someone earlier, but don't shout at us. We want to help, but don't you see Director Meng's wound is near the heart?

Besides being a surgical assistant, everyone else here is from other departments. They've never performed surgery, so how can they stop the bleeding?"

"They can't, so why don't you, as the assistant, do it?"

This directly left the young doctor at a loss for words.

Opening his mouth, after a moment, with a weakened demeanor, he continued:

"I've never actually performed one.

And Director Meng's wound has pierced the major artery of the heart; the best way to stop the bleeding is to open the chest, and quickly pinch the vessels inside.

But according to the volume of blood loss from Director Meng, there are at least three main vessels.

There's absolutely no way I could manage that.

After all, no one can pinch all three vessels in mere fractions of a second."

The voice grew quieter, and clearly, he felt a bit ashamed.

Indeed, with such a wound, in the absence of an external heart circulation system, hemostasis must be swift.

The moment the chest is cut open, all the bleeding vessels must be quickly pinched shut.

Otherwise, pressure in the vessels would rise the moment the skin is cut, instantly spurting out blood.

Judging by the blood under Director Meng, it's roughly a thousand milliliters.

Considering Director Meng's weight, about 110 to 120 pounds, his total blood volume is around 4000 milliliters.

As Lin Yi had mentioned when he got injured, a safe blood loss is only 100 milliliters.

Beyond 400 milliliters is considered massive bleeding.

Once it exceeds 800 milliliters, it's life-threatening.

At this moment, Director Meng was at the brink of danger.

The doctor just said, if bleeding isn't stopped in time, he wouldn't last a minute.

But the current setting isn't in the emergency room, and equipment is still being brought over.

Transferring Director Meng to the emergency room is out of the question.

Director Meng lay immobile on the ground, any movement would speed up bleeding and even an Immortal couldn't save him then.

Hearing the young doctor's words, Lin Yi's brow furrowed deeper.

But suddenly, he seemed to think of something, his eyes brightened, and he looked at the doctor, saying:

"You mean, as long as you cut open the chest and simultaneously pinch all three vessels, that'll do?"

The young doctor didn't understand Lin Yi's meaning but nodded at the question:

"Yes, correct. I can perform a simple skin-cutting surgery, but I'm not confident I can pinch all the vessels simultaneously."

Yet, before the doctor finished speaking, Lin Yi cut him off:

"Alright, if you can cut, that's enough. You cut, I'll pinch the vessels."

This statement left everyone around in shock, all eyes fixed on Lin Yi, the young doctor incredulously asked:

"What did you say, you'll pinch them?? Are you also a doctor? Why haven't I seen you before?"

Not just him, every doctor around looked at Lin Yi in confusion.

Even the onlookers cast curious glances at Lin Yi's face.

Facing the stares, Lin Yi was unfazed, staring at the young doctor he said:

"I'm not a doctor, I'm a patient. But I'm confident I can pinch them in time!

Did you hear me? Prepare for surgery immediately. Leave the vessels to me."

Hearing Lin Yi admit he wasn't a doctor, but a patient, the doctor grew disappointed.

Thinking if Lin Yi were a skilled surgeon, perhaps Director Meng would be saved.

But this seemed absurd now.

Under such conditions, if he proceeded, all responsibility would rest on him.

Such responsibility he couldn't bear!

If he did, his career might be over.

Seeing him shake his head, Lin Yi slapped him on the head, scolding:

"Didn't you hear me? Why are you still standing? Hurry up! Another delay and he'll die! If you hand it to me, there's still a chance. But leave it, how long can he last?"

[To be continued...]

ps: Sorry, here's a 4000-word update today, more to come tomorrow! Two more guaranteed chapters!