Girl's Emergency Surgery
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The rain hammers the windshield as Barbie’s car skids off the deserted highway, metal screeching against asphalt. By the time the ambulance arrives, her pulse is gone—lifeless beneath shattered glass. Sirens wail as you snap gloves on, barking orders to EMTs. Defibrillator pads slam against her chest. One shock. Nothing. A second jolt—her spine arches, monitors blaring as a jagged rhythm flickers. No time to breathe. The ER team meets you at the doors, racing her gurney straight to OR-3. Scans show a skull fracture bleeding into her brain, a femur shard millimeters from severing her femoral artery. Every second counts. Drill through bone to relieve cranial pressure. Clamp the vessel. Repair. Rebuild. Stabilize. One misstep, and the fading beep of the EKG will be your answer. The clock’s ticking, Doctor. Ready the scalpel.
