Liu Banxia ripped open the thoracotomy pack, poured povidone-iodine onto the area between the patient's sixth and seventh ribs, and picked up a scalpel. Taking a deep breath, he glanced at Qin Hai, who was watching from outside the resuscitation room with a blank expression, then made a decisive incision.
If the patient simply had a hemothorax, a small opening for closed-chest drainage would have sufficed. But this patient's situation was too unique, requiring an immediate thoracotomy.
He had never performed a thoracotomy. The only thoracic surgeon present was Liang Xiaolin—she, however, was in no state to assist, leaving Liu Banxia as the sole operator. His only support was the two hours of focused operating time he had just redeemed using some Glory Points as he took that deep breath.
As the scalpel cut across, streams of blood flowed from the incision.
"Rib spreader," Liu Banxia said, putting down the scalpel.
Chen Jianxin handed it to him.
