"How could something like poplar catkins be used to make hemostatic cloth? The fibers are so short and the material is so weak—it doesn’t even come close to the standards for medical supplies. These businessmen will do anything to make a profit. They’re actually joking with patients’ lives!"

Tang Dong shot to his feet, his face livid. "I will absolutely not allow this shoddy hemostatic cloth to be used in my surgeries! I’m going to see the hospital president. We can’t procure this stuff!"

However, before he could even step out of his office, the phone from the emergency room rang.

A nurse answered the phone. After listening for a few moments, her expression changed. She quickly said to Dr. Tang Dong, "Director Tang, the ER just admitted a patient with a sudden acute myocardial infarction. He needs an immediate coronary bypass surgery. The situation is critical!"

The moment Dr. Tang Dong heard this, he immediately pushed all his anger and dissatisfaction to the back of his mind. His professional instincts made him calm down instantly.

A life was on the line. At this moment, nothing was more important than saving the patient.

He immediately grabbed his scrubs and said to the nurse, "Notify the operating room to prepare immediately. I’ll be there in three minutes."

Three minutes later, Dr. Tang Dong was already standing before the operating table.

The patient was a middle-aged man, his face pale and his breathing rapid. His vital signs were extremely unstable.

He needed an emergency coronary artery bypass surgery, which meant opening the chest cavity and operating in the area near major blood vessels like the aorta and coronary arteries.

The surgery began.

Dr. Tang Dong was completely focused, the scalpel in his hand moving with precision and speed.

He carefully opened the chest cavity, exposing the heart.

In coronary bypass surgery, anticoagulants are typically used to prevent thrombosis.

However, the use of anticoagulants can also significantly increase the risk of bleeding.

It was a dilemma, but Dr. Tang Dong knew that without anticoagulants, the risk of thrombosis would be even higher, making the surgery impossible to perform.

He took a deep breath and made the decisive choice to use them.

During the procedure, Dr. Tang Dong carefully dissected the blood vessels, preparing for the bypass.

However, just as he was working near a small coronary artery, the vessel wall—already fragile and weakened by the anticoagulants—suddenly ruptured.

"Damn it! We have a bleed!"

the anesthesiologist exclaimed.

Bright red blood instantly gushed out, spreading rapidly across the surface of the heart.

The bleeding was profuse, and the atmosphere in the operating room suddenly grew tense.

"Nurse, apply direct pressure immediately! Use the hemostatic cloth to compress the bleed site."

Dr. Tang Dong commanded calmly, his expression grim.

The nurse immediately took out a hemostatic cloth and pressed it onto the bleeding point.

However, the hemostatic cloth was quickly soaked through with blood, turning a shocking shade of red.

"New hemostatic cloth! Quick!"

Tang Dong shouted anxiously.

The nurse scrambled to get a new hemostatic cloth.

But as she tore open the package, she suddenly hesitated and said to Tang Dong, "Director Tang... this is... this is from that new batch of hemostatic cloths we procured. The material is poplar catkins... Should... should we use it?"

When Tang Dong heard the two words "poplar catkins," his heart sank.

If there were any other option, he would never use this hemostatic cloth that he held in such contempt.

However, the situation was now dire. The patient’s life hung by a thread, and he had no room to be picky.

Although he had deep reservations about this hemostatic cloth, he knew that, at the very least, it had been properly sterilized.

"Use it. Use it now,"

Tang Dong said through gritted teeth, silently vowing to himself that after the surgery, he would go find the hospital president and demand that the procurement department stop buying this inferior hemostatic cloth.

But the patient’s condition was growing more critical by the second. The massive blood loss made Dr. Tang Dong’s heart sink further.

If they couldn’t stop the bleeding soon, the patient would ultimately die of blood loss.

If they used Western coagulant drugs to force hemostasis, it might stop the bleeding temporarily, but it could also cause cardiovascular blockages. The patient would still end up dying, this time from the blockage.

Either way, there was only one outcome—death.

Just at that critical moment, the nurse pressed the new hemostatic cloth, the one made from poplar catkins, onto the bleeding site.

A miracle happened!

In just a few seconds, the bleeding, which had been gushing moments before, visibly stopped.

The blood flow rapidly decreased and then stopped completely.

Tang Dong’s eyes widened in disbelief.

He had performed countless surgeries and seen all kinds of hemostatic methods, but he had never witnessed such a rapid and effective result.

"Impossible. This is impossible!"

Tang Dong exclaimed again and again. He repeatedly checked the bleeding point, confirming that the hemorrhage had completely ceased and that there were no signs of abnormal coagulation in the surrounding vessels.

This was simply beyond his comprehension.

’To stop the bleeding without causing coagulation... the effectiveness of this hemostatic cloth is just too powerful!’

With the bleeding crisis averted, Dr. Tang Dong immediately recalibrated his focus and continued with the rest of the surgery.

The rest of the procedure went exceptionally smoothly, with no further complications.

A few hours later, the surgery was declared a success.

As the patient was wheeled out of the operating room, Tang Dong took off his mask, his face a mixture of deep exhaustion and profound shock.

He looked at the hemostatic cloth made of poplar catkins in his hand, his mind reeling with emotion.

"This... this hemostatic cloth is simply miraculous!"

Tang Dong murmured to himself, "I’ve never seen such a magical hemostatic effect. Not only does it stop bleeding quickly, but it also doesn’t cause coagulation. It’s just incredible."

The nurses beside him were also stunned.

They had witnessed the harrowing scene moments ago and had also seen the miracle brought about by the poplar catkin hemostatic cloth.

They, who had been filled with doubt about this hemostatic cloth, now saw it in a completely new light.

"Director Tang, so... can we continue using this hemostatic cloth in the future?"

one of the nurses asked.

Tang Dong took a deep breath and said gravely, "Continue using it? It’s more than that. This hemostatic cloth is a godsend for surgery. It’s not just effective; it also has few side effects for the patient. We must promote it vigorously. A moment ago, I was thinking of going to argue with the hospital president. Looking back now, it’s a good thing I didn’t. Otherwise, my own prejudice would have caused us to miss out on such an outstanding medical product."

Soon, the president of City First Hospital also learned of the hemostatic cloth’s effectiveness and remarked, "I originally thought it was just because of Mayor Lin’s connections. I never expected it to actually be this good."

He then reported to Secretary Wang, praising the hemostatic cloth endlessly.

Mayor Lin was also quickly briefed on the details, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

’As long as it works, it’s fine.’

This way, even if the government strong-armed the hospital into procuring it, no one could really complain.

"Tell President Ding they should apply for more honors this year—things like ’Advanced Enterprise,’ ’Technological Innovation Enterprise,’ ’Outstanding Private Enterprise,’ ’Benchmark for Social Responsibility and Innovation,’ and so on. The government doesn’t have money to give, but we must still give honor where it’s due."

Mayor Lin instructed.