"Boss Zheng, what do you think is going on in the patient's abdominal cavity?" Chief Wei asked as he scrubbed his hands.
"It's a more serious case of cocoon abdomen. It's a sticky mess. It might come from chronic stimulation," Zheng Ren said. "If it's a woman, it might be ovarian and fallopian tube inflammation," Zheng Ren replied as he scrubbed his hands.
The sound of flowing water was like the tinkling of a mountain spring. Boss Zheng's voice sounded like he was singing.
"The patient is so old …" Chief Wei felt that Boss Zheng's consideration was a little unreliable. He even suspected the possibility of cocoon abdomen.
Perhaps it was not cocoon abdomen, but something even more troublesome.
Total digestive tract fibrosis? Perhaps it was that disease.
"Chief Wei, open it and take a look. If it's too troublesome, we'll have to find a gynecologist to go on stage," Zheng Ren said.
"…" Chief Wei felt that it was a little unreliable.
If he had met Zheng Ren for the first time, he would have slapped the young doctor out of the room.
However, several surgeries had proven that Boss Zheng's general surgery skills were very good, even better than his.
Out of respect for the strong, Chief Wei did not say anything. If it was proven that Boss Zheng was right after going on stage, his objection would be as awkward as it could be.
Open it and take a look.
After he finished scrubbing his hands, a junior doctor was already laying out the sheet.
Xie Yiren happened to rush over. She wore a hat and a mask, only her eyebrows and eyes exposed. When she looked at Zheng Ren, the crescent moon curved even more, flowing with a silent smile.
The sterilized surgical box was placed on the instrument table. Xie Yiren went straight to scrub her hands and replaced the scrub nurse in the operating theater.
As long as Boss Zheng performed surgery, there was a high probability that he would need a specialized scrub nurse and specialized equipment. Everyone in the operating theater knew about this matter. The nurses had countless speculations about Xie Yiren.
However, her skills were indeed high, so no one said much.
After laying out the sterile sheet, disinfecting and laying out the sheet, the junior doctor had completed all his work and quietly retreated to the side.
Zheng Ren suddenly remembered that day half a year ago. He had worked hard to get the surgery, but in the end, he could only stand in a corner and wait.
Now, he could be considered a person who could be observed in surgery.
"The surgery is very big. Just stand behind me and watch," Zheng Ren said gently. "If there's anything you don't understand, feel free to ask. Don't stand on ceremony."
The junior doctor was a little disappointed. When he suddenly heard the usually quiet Boss Zheng speak to him, he was stunned.
"Boss Zheng, you're here." Chief Wei stood in the surgeon's position with Professor Feng beside him, but he spoke to Zheng Ren in an affirmative tone.
"En, then I won't stand on ceremony. From the perspective of imaging, the difficulty of the surgery after opening the peritoneum is particularly high, "Zheng Ren said lightly.
After disinfecting, he stretched out his hand and placed the lancet in his palm.
The incision on the right side of the rectus abdominis almost went from the xiphoid process to the symphysis pubis.
What kind of surgery required such a large incision? The junior doctor standing behind Zheng Ren was stunned.
"Boss Zheng, this … the incision is too big, isn't it?" The junior doctor named Quan Xiaocao asked weakly.
Only then did Zheng Ren realize that he was actually her. He was really f * cking blind …
Quan Xiaocao had a name that was so ordinary that it sounded unsophisticated. He was not a doctor from the 912, nor was he a director or attending physician who was studying in other places.
She was still a student, a rare hot chick. She was only interested in surgery and disdained all internal medicine, obstetrics, pediatrics, and basic research.
Last year, he finished his postgraduate exams and his results were pretty good.
Her family did not have any connections, and the most important thing in the postgraduate exam other than scores was the tutor.
It would be best if she could find a doctoral supervisor with a gentle temper and a light pressure on the research dogs under her. Quan Xiaocao had heard this from her senior brothers.
The doctoral supervisor also recruited master's students. After entering, he could rely on his own efforts to graduate with a doctorate. It saved him a lot of effort.
It was so difficult to graduate with a doctorate. Other than some truly monstrous existences, most doctorates ran around in order to graduate.
At this time, a humane tutor was very important.
When it was published in SCI, bringing his name was enough to change a young person's life. Many tutors only treated doctoral students as slaves. It was best if they did not graduate. After graduation, there would be one less strong labor force.
Some doctorates had been unable to graduate and had no choice but to jump off a building to die. This kind of thing was not uncommon.
Quan Xiaocao had touched the 912's gastrointestinal surgery department during the Chinese New Year last year.
The Chinese New Year was a good time. The doctors and the strong laborers who were studying had all gone back for the Chinese New Year. No matter how harsh the professors were, they could not force them to stay.
After all, it was a traditional custom. If they were not allowed to go home for the Chinese New Year at this time, they would soon be deserted.
At this time, Quan Xiaocao came to the 912 and met Professor Feng, who went on stage alone.
How could he not want a strong labor force that was delivered to his door! Although it was a girl and Professor Feng was a little dissatisfied, when there was a shortage of people, there was no need to be picky.
Fortunately, Quan Xiaocao was very capable and worked hard without complaint. In a hospital that treated men like animals, she, a girl, worked hard like a big animal and gained Professor Feng's approval.
Her scores for this year's exam were very good. Even if she did not know Feng Jianguo, it would not be a problem to accept her. If there was an accident in the United States and Europe, her tutor should be Professor Feng.
Quan Xiaocao, who had long been used to the professors treating her as invisible, was a little surprised by the legendary gentleness of Boss Zheng. The question that should have been kept in her heart blurted out.
It was just a question about the incision. Even if Boss Zheng made a mistake, it did not seem to be a big deal.
Quan Xiaocao thought so.
"You'll know when you open it." Zheng Ren slapped the lancet back. The hemostatic forceps and electric burn appeared in his hands.
Was this considered an explanation? Quan Xiaocao did not continue to ask questions. She was not even a trainee. It was against the rules for her to appear in the operating theater.
It was just that there was a shortage of people everywhere, so everyone turned a blind eye to it. If she provoked a big shot, Professor Feng would probably not protect her.
Quan Xiaocao had a very clear understanding of this.
Layer by layer, he entered the abdominal cavity.
"Chief Wei, don't use too much force when you lift the peritoneum," Zheng Ren reminded him in advance.
He only lifted it a few millimeters and Zheng Ren used the lancet to 'stab' the peritoneum.
During the operation, the scalpel rarely used the 'stab' action. This was because he did not know what kind of tissue was below. What if other organs were injured?
Chief Wei did not have time to say anything about Boss Zheng's unconventional operation. The blunt scissors squeezed in through the punctured opening and began to move away bit by bit.
Uh … Was the subperitoneal adhesion also so serious?
When the peritoneum opened a few centimeters, a white thing appeared in the operative view.
What the hell was this?
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