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Of course, this is just his guess, and the specific cause requires further examination and surgery to determine.

Thinking of this, Cheng Hao quickly regained his composure and concentration. He took a deep breath, calmed his mind, and then decisively told everyone to prepare for the operation. His voice was firm and powerful, full of unquestionable authority.

The nurse next to him heard the order and took action immediately, but there was a hint of hesitation in her eyes. She asked carefully: "There are many silver needles inserted into the patient... Do these silver needles need to be treated?" Her voice was soft and cautious, for fear of disturbing Cheng Hao's thinking or affecting the operation.

Cheng Hao's eyes quickly swept over the silver needles inserted into Cheng Yi's body, and his brows unconsciously frowned slightly.

Although he was somewhat confused about the purpose of these silver needles, he remained calm and said in a calm tone: "What's the use of a few silver needles? The patient's vital signs are stable, just remove them." His eyes revealed an unquestionable determination, as if telling everyone present that this was his territory and he was the master.

The assistant beside him had a hint of hesitation on his face when he heard this. He remembered that the person who had given the patient first aid had specifically warned him not to remove the silver needle within half an hour. But facing Cheng Hao's unquestionable momentum, the doubts in his heart were quickly suppressed.

He reminded carefully: "The person who gave the patient first aid said that the silver needle cannot be removed within half an hour." Although his voice was not loud, it was particularly clear in this tense emergency room.

Cheng Hao turned his head and looked at the assistant with a sharp gaze, with a hint of displeasure in his tone: "This is a hospital, an emergency room, should you listen to me or him?" His eyes revealed a kind of majesty and domineering, as if he was telling the assistant that this was his home court and his decision was the final one.

The assistant's face turned pale instantly. He lowered his head, not daring to meet Cheng Hao's gaze, and said in a trembling voice: "I'll pull them out right away." After that, he quickly and carefully pulled out all the silver needles from Cheng Yi's body. Every movement revealed his awe and obedience to Cheng Hao.

As the silver needles disappeared one by one, Cheng Hao completed all the preparations for the surgery.

He took a deep breath and looked at Cheng Yi on the operating table with a firm and confident gaze, as if telling himself that he would be able to successfully complete the operation. Then, he decisively picked up the scalpel and began the operation that concerned Cheng Yi's life.

However, just as the operation began, Cheng Yi's seemingly stable vital signs suddenly became unstable. The numbers on the monitor seemed to be out of control, jumping rapidly, and every indicator was sliding in a bad direction.

"The patient's blood pressure is rising sharply!" There was a hint of urgency in the voice of the nurse in charge of monitoring the blood pressure. Her eyes were fixed on the beating numbers, and her fingers unconsciously increased the pressure, as if trying to use her own strength to stabilize the rising numbers.

"Blood oxygen saturation is dropping rapidly!" Another nurse followed up with a report, her voice revealing an anxiety that was difficult to conceal. She quickly adjusted the parameters of the ventilator, trying to provide Cheng Yi with more oxygen, but the numbers on the monitor continued to drop relentlessly.

"The patient's heart rate has increased and he has arrhythmia!" another nurse shouted anxiously, her hands operating quickly on the control panel, trying to stabilize Cheng Yi's heart rate through various means.

Cheng Hao's brows were furrowed, and his eyes revealed a complex emotion of confusion and determination.

He thought to himself, the patient's physical signs were relatively stable before the operation, why did so many unexpected situations suddenly occur at the beginning of the operation? However, his years of surgical experience and calm mentality allowed him to quickly adjust his emotions. He did not panic at all, but calmly ordered his assistants to take corresponding countermeasures. "Prepare pressor drugs and inject them into the patient immediately!" Cheng Hao's voice was firm and powerful, and each of his instructions was like a precise instruction, guiding his assistants to act quickly and accurately.

"Increase the oxygen supply and adjust the ventilator parameters!" He continued to give orders, and every movement revealed his proficiency and control over the operation.

Under Cheng Hao's calm command, the atmosphere in the operating room was tense but orderly. The assistants quickly and accurately carried out Cheng Hao's instructions, trying to pull Cheng Yi back from the brink of danger.

Each response measure was implemented as quickly as a precision mechanical device, and every action carried the medical staff's respect and persistence for life.

Thanks to everyone's efforts, Cheng Yi's vital signs were temporarily relieved, and the numbers on the monitor seemed to stabilize temporarily, as if announcing to everyone that they had temporarily won the battle with death.

However, the joy of victory did not last long. In less than five minutes, the vital signs index that had just been maintained changed drastically again like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins. The alarms on the monitor sounded one after another, as if sending the most urgent call for help to everyone.

Cheng Hao's face suddenly became solemn, and his eyes revealed panic that was difficult to conceal. As an experienced surgeon, he knew that any slight change on the operating table could mean a turning point between life and death.

But this time, he felt unprecedented pressure in his heart.

If the patient was just an ordinary person, he would not be so panicked. After all, he had tried his best and had used all the necessary rescue methods. The final result, whether life or death, was determined by fate, and he could accept it calmly.

However, Cheng Yi is different! He is the head of the Cheng family and the core figure of the family. His life and death are directly related to the fate of the entire family.

Saving Cheng Yi is undoubtedly a great achievement for Cheng Hao, which will not only improve his status in the family, but also pave the way for his future career. However, if Cheng Yi is not cured, the consequences will be disastrous.

Not only will he have to face the blame from his family, he may also lose his career and even bear a heavy psychological burden.

Under such pressure, Cheng Hao took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. He knew that the most important thing now was to stay calm and continue to find ways to save Cheng Yi. He quickly adjusted his mentality and once again devoted himself to the intense rescue work.

As a member of the Cheng family, Cheng Hao knew in his heart how strict and inviolable the rules of the Cheng family were. If he couldn't cure Cheng Yi, he would definitely die without a burial place, with no room for escape or recourse.

This family rule was like an invisible yoke that bound him tightly in his heart, making him feel suffocated. (End of this chapter)