Lao He was under anesthesia, so he did not have time to greet Zheng Ren.
The tracheal intubation had been inserted, the medication was pushed, and the ventilator was connected. Everyone's movements and footsteps were like afterimages, saving every minute and every second.
There was no need to be polite at this time. He went to wash his hands and prepared to go straight to the surgery.
Both of them did not say a word and were busy with their own things.
When Zheng Ren was washing his hands, he directly entered the System space and clicked to buy surgery time.
His hands were trembling. He didn't know why, but he couldn't stop his tears from flowing. After experiencing so many emergency resuscitation cases, he was already numb to it.
However, he did not know why everything he was experiencing now was so unfamiliar.
He was calm and even a little indifferent. However, the moment he saw someone fall from a high place and realized that the person lying in a pool of blood was Chief Miao, he almost collapsed.
However, he did not forget that time waited for no man. He first entered the System and clicked on the purchase option. The moment the System's operating theater rose from the ground, he rushed in.
After entering the System's operating theater, he sat on the warm floor and leaned against the wall of the operating theater. His hands were shaking badly.
She wanted to wipe away her tears, but it was very difficult to raise her hand.
Zheng Ren's mind was blank. Only the red background that was about to fade filled his vision.
In less than five minutes after entering the System's operating theater, the simulation mannequin was declared dead.
The surgery had failed, but Zheng Ren had done nothing.
After receiving the system notification, he still did not move. With his back against the wall, the warm floor of the System's operating theater was so cold that it almost froze his heart.
She cried silently and her tears flowed down uncontrollably.
After an unknown amount of time, Zheng Ren finally regained his senses. He suppressed the sadness in his heart and wanted to wipe away his tears, but the tears were like a spring that would never dry up.
He was not very familiar with Chief Miao, so Zheng Ren did not understand why he was so sad. But now was not the time to think about why.
The expression on his face gradually calmed down as he stood in front of the operating table in the System's operating theater. He had regained his usual calmness with a hint of indifference.
Calm, silent, expressionless, but tears flowed down Zheng Ren's cheeks. He did not know how strange he looked at this moment.
He did not end the "failed" surgery, but instead began to dissect the patient.
As soon as the scalpel fell, Zheng Ren felt as if his heart had been struck by something.
"Roar!" He let out a loud roar, and tears flowed down his cold face. He looked like a wounded little beast wandering in the wilderness.
The scalpel cut down without hesitation and began to dissect the test subject.
There was no longer any blood flowing out of the skin and muscles of the experimental subjects. They were so pale that they looked like they were still alive.
This was a symptom of hemorrhagic shock, which was not unusual. Zheng Ren continued to explore. The abdominal cavity was full of blood. The aspirator drained it and found that the left lobe of the liver was particularly damaged. It was the kind that could only be removed and could not be sutured.
If he wasn't wrong, this should be the most serious injury. Zheng Ren continued to look. The spleen was broken, and there were a few ruptures in the intestines, but they were not very serious. The kidney was intact. There was only a subcapsular hematoma, but it was not very serious.
The problem lay in the liver and spleen. After confirming this, he began to dissect the chest.
Both of his lungs were bruised, and they were full of blood. There were several lacerations and ruptured intercostal arteries. Further inside, the pericardium was fine, and there were no signs of cardiac tamponade. Aorta … Damn it! There was actually a mezzanine!
Further down, it was the head.
Zheng Ren's neurosurgery skill tree was not activated because it was different from general surgery. Neurosurgery was a relatively special branch. Zheng Ren also knew that even if he raised his neurosurgery to the Legend level, he would not be able to use it as he wished without training for thousands of surgeries.
The problems of the chest and abdominal cavity were already very serious. Zheng Ren had never thought that he would have to complete all the surgeries alone.
After figuring out the problem, Zheng Ren ended the 'failed' surgery and started again.
At this time, Zheng Ren's hands, which were calm to the point of indifference, were no longer trembling. His hand speed even vaguely increased.
However, he did not notice this.
Zheng Ren cut open the abdomen of the test subject and pinched the hepatic hilum as quickly as possible. He used forceps to clamp it to stop the bleeding. Then, Zheng Ren began to cut off the broken spleen and then dealt with the liver.
His hands were steady and accurate. After calming down after the violent emotional fluctuations, not only his speed, but even his skills seemed to have improved again.
However, five minutes later, the test subject died again.
Zheng Ren was stunned. What kind of logic was this? He frowned and looked at the dead test subject. He began to recall the row of dazzling diagnoses.
He had already discovered the thoracic aortic dissection. Pelvic fracture and retroperitoneal hematoma. Although the bleeding was intense, because of the retroperitoneum, it caused the pressure to increase and the bleeding to slow down. It was not fatal for a while.
As for the various fractures, Zheng Ren did not care about them.
Although these fractures were open and the amount of bleeding was also very large, it was impossible for them to cause the test subject to die in a few minutes.
What was the problem?
Zheng Ren thought about it in a daze. He reread the System's diagnosis a few times. Other than the diagnosis from the neurosurgery department, Zheng Ren had confirmed everything else. Moreover, the injury from the neurosurgery department was not very serious. It would definitely not cause respiratory and circulatory arrest.
The surgery and treatment had reached a dead end.
He did not dare to leave. He was afraid that after leaving the operating theater, the time outside would pass quietly. The little time left for him to save the patient would quietly pass through his fingers.
A few minutes later, Zheng Ren suddenly noticed that a large amount of dark red blood was being drawn out from the chest tube that Su Yun had inserted.
With a thought, Zheng Ren dissected the chest again.
The lungs did not change compared to the previous surgery, but the thoracic aortic dissection was broken.
Zheng Ren was a little strange, but he still accepted reality.
After pondering for a while, he thought that he should have stopped the bleeding of the liver and spleen. As the fluid was injected, the blood pressure of the experimental subject rose, causing the thoracic aortic dissection to rupture.
Then, Zheng Ren started the next surgery.
The femoral artery cannulation was very simple. Although the femoral artery of the experimental subject had already become a white line, Zheng Ren still hit the nail on the head.
The guide wire, catheter, and stent. Five minutes later, the surgery was almost completed.
However … the experimental subject only lived for two more minutes. At 7 '12 ″, the experimental subject died again.
Zheng Ren went crazy.
He silently began to look for the reason. As for the surgical training time that he had accumulated, it was not within the scope of his consideration at all.
After an unknown period of time, Zheng Ren silently discovered that it was because the liver had lost too much blood, causing the experimental subject to die.
Although he had found the reason, Zheng Ren was helpless.
The next stent? What about the abdominal cavity? What about the chest cavity? If the liver and spleen were to be cut, what about the thoracic aorta?
There was nothing he could do.
When the various departments received the news and rushed to the operating theater, including the time it took to change clothes and wash hands, it would definitely exceed five minutes.
Even if the 912 doctors were well-trained, they had already reached their limits and were completely militarized. But even so, it was still not enough!
What should he do?
What should he do!
A roar sounded in the operating theater of the System, and countless echoes came.
After venting his anger, Zheng Ren took a long time to calm down.
He began to think about what he should do.
This time, the System did not issue a mission. Perhaps in the System's judgment, Chief Miao was the kind of injured person who was bound to die.
He really wanted to curse, but Zheng Ren held it in.
Too much emotional catharsis would not help. Now, he had to think about what to do. As long as there was a trace of possibility, he did not want Chief Miao to die in front of him.
Zheng Ren's mind raced. The discomfort brought by the Eye of Real Truth seemed to be offset by Little Yiren's Great Will of the Universe. There was not much discomfort, so Zheng Ren ignored it.
What should he do … Could it be that he had to use interventional surgery to first do thoracic aortic stent surgery plus liver and spleen embolization?
After a long time, a bizarre idea appeared in Zheng Ren's mind.
Could these two surgeries be done together? Normally speaking, it was impossible.
This was a whimsical idea, a thoughtless idea, and a cornered idea. Even Zheng Ren, who was at the peak of interventional surgery, did not know if he could do it.
But now that there was no other way, he could only give it a try.
Another surgery was performed. The femoral artery was cannulated and the artery sheath was placed. A micro-guide wire and a thick guide wire were inserted into the femoral artery.
Interventional surgery at the Peak of One Step was Zheng Ren's most powerful surgical technique. Moreover, it was done in the System's operating theater.
The two guide wires entered the femoral artery at the same time.
He didn't cross his right and left hands, but used both hands at the same time.
I need an assistant! Zheng Ren realized this. However, in the operating theater of the System, without the help of an assistant, he could only reach a similar conclusion.
Crossing his left and right hands was a very difficult maneuver. However, Zheng Ren's hands were working at the same time. His brain had to process two different types of information at the same time, and it was operating at high speed.
Failure …
Failure …
Failure …
Zheng Ren persevered despite countless failures.
This was the only way he could think of. With such a serious injury, only by dealing with the liver and spleen bleeding and thoracic aortic dissection at the same time could Chief Miao be saved from the brink of death.
Sharing the stage with Department Chief Kong or Su Yun? Bilateral femoral artery cannulation?
It was not that Zheng Ren had not thought about it, but he directly rejected this possibility.
Because Department Chief Kong and Su Yun's standards were not high enough! 'F * ck Su Yun, who told you to be so lazy!' Zheng Ren cursed in his heart.
However, he knew that even if Su Yun wanted to, there was nothing he could do. His talent was already very strong. He could reach the world level in such a short time. What else could he say about such a person?
However, the world level was not enough. He had to reach his own level.
Zheng Ren sighed. There was only one of him.
Only he, who was at the Peak of One Step, could do it. Even if he was at the Peak of One Step, Zheng Ren could only give it a try. He was not confident that he could do it 100%.
Zheng Ren even guessed that even if he used his peak ability, it would still be very difficult to complete.
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