The preoperative briefing took nearly ten minutes, and the family members left in the office were all pale.
Every preoperative briefing was the same, covering almost all the complications that had occurred over the years.
The probability of each complication was less than one in a thousand, or even one in ten thousand.
However, in the ears of the family members, especially those who doted on the little girl to the extreme, it was like a verdict. After signing, the little granddaughter who was alive and kicking would not get better at all. Instead, she would directly die and sink into hell.
Zheng Ren was not in a hurry. Anyway, the Chu sisters would need about ten minutes for the anesthesia, which was more than enough time for them to think.
After saying everything that needed to be said, Zheng Ren quietly waited for the patient's family members to sign.
"Doctor Zheng, will there be any problems?" The ruddy old man asked weakly. The ruddy glow on his face had already dissipated, leaving behind only worry and anxiety.
"Most patients will be fine, but we can't rule out the possibility of various complications," Zheng Ren answered in the most standard way possible. It was watertight, but it was the same as not saying anything.
What he said was true, but no doctor could give a patient a hundred percent promise.
That was why miracle doctors and traditional Chinese medicine masters who could cure all kinds of diseases were so popular.
He hesitated again and again until the middle-aged man came down panting and said that the anesthesia had been completed. He was waiting for Doctor Zheng to perform the surgery. Only then did he sign the preoperative consent to the surgery and his name.
The rest of the work was handed over to Chang Yue. Zheng Ren walked to the operating room at a relaxed pace, changed his clothes, and went straight to the operating room.
"Miss, you're so beautiful. I want to be a doctor like you when I grow up."
"Miss, do you like spicy sticks? I'll treat you when I'm better. "
"Miss …"
When Zheng Ren walked into the operating room, the little twintails patient was happily chatting with Chu Yanran and Chu Yanzhi without a trace of fear.
Zheng Ren saw that the preoperative preparations were complete. Su Yun stood in the first assistant's position, holding gauze and patterned forceps in his hands.
After brushing his hands and changing into sterile surgical gowns, Zheng Ren stood in the surgeon's position.
The girl was still happily 'chatting' with the Chu sisters when Zheng Ren cut open the skin.
The subcutaneous fat layer was not thick, so the separation was easy. The surgery went smoothly.
"Big brother, will there be scars?"
The appendix had been found. Zheng Ren was separating the appendicular artery when the little girl suddenly asked.
"Big brother, if you have a centipede-like scar, you can't wear a swimsuit in the future."
The appendicular artery was ligated and the appendicular ligament was cut.
"I think, if there really is, I'm going to get a tattoo."
The appendix was thrown into the pathology basin with the forceps. The forceps hit the metal basin and made a crisp sound.
"Big brother …"
The little girl's naive fantasy had just begun when the surgery was already over.
Zheng Ren took the appendix from the pathology basin and walked out of the operating theater to take a look at the patient's family. After all, this patient was recommended by Chief Surgeon Su and also had a relationship with Chief Physician Pan. Under the premise of treating everyone equally, Zheng Ren felt that he should speak to the patient's family as an explanation to the two chief surgeons.
Outside the operating room, the four old men were like ants on a hot pan. They kept pacing back and forth, unable to sit down.
The middle-aged couple kept trying to persuade them, but all they got in return was complaints.
All kinds of complaints had been going on for more than ten years until now.
The door of the operating theater opened. Zheng Ren, wearing a surgical gown, a hat, and a mask, appeared. He was holding a pathology specimen basin in his hand, which contained a fresh and spicy appendix.
"The surgery is done. The appendix is going to be sent for a pathological biopsy," Zheng Ren explained.
"Is the pathology okay?" one of the old men asked nervously.
When Zheng Ren mentioned the pathology, he remembered that Zheng Ren had just said that there was a one in a thousand to one in five thousand chance of an appendix tumor appearing during the preoperative briefing.
"From the looks of it, there shouldn't be any." Zheng Ren did not want to play a prank and scare the old men.
Their previous impatience was within Zheng Ren's range of understanding and tolerance.
This was not a malicious medical dispute. What was there to be angry about? Zheng Ren explained patiently, "Old man, look at the root of the appendix. There is only a small amount of inflammatory edema. The tissue can be seen with the naked eye, but there are no signs of malignant transformation."
"What about the parts that can't be seen with the naked eye?" The old man's mood did not relax because of Zheng Ren's explanation. Instead, he became even more nervous.
"That's why we need to send it for a pathological examination. You know that the probability is very small," Zheng Ren was helpless but still explained patiently.
"Mom, Doctor Zheng said it's fine." The middle-aged woman could not hold it in anymore and tried to persuade her.
"She's your flesh and blood. Why don't you feel sorry for her?!" As the old man spoke, a wave of grievance and heartache welled up and tears welled up in his eyes.
"It should be fine. The pathological examination will come back in about three to five days. If you're worried, you can ask Chief Su to hurry it up. The pathologists have seen a lot of it. After the incision, they can roughly confirm it with the naked eye."
"Are you sure?"
"…" Zheng Ren was finally at a loss for words.
He shook his head and left in silence.
After the second child policy was implemented, there were fewer only children. This kind of situation would probably decrease in the future, Zheng Ren thought to himself.
However, this child was really blessed. There were people who cared about her and missed her, unlike Zheng Ren who had to work hard for himself all his life.
Moreover, this little girl was a complete weirdo. She was able to grow up independently in such an environment.
He only hoped that she would not be spoiled too much and continue to be independent.
When he returned to the operating theater, Su Yun and Chu Yanzhi were already pushing the trolley out.
Zheng Ren did not follow them to send the patient back to the ward. Instead, he handed the pathology specimen to Xie Yiren, removed his gloves and surgical gown, and went to the changing room to change.
Sitting in the changing room's smoking room, Zheng Ren carefully read through the 'One Tree Cannot Make a Forest' mission.
The time requirement was one week, but he had to ensure the patient's surgery quality first. He could not let Su Yun perform all the surgeries just because he had completed the mission.
For example, the surgery that the old chief and Chief Su had recommended today could not be performed by him.
Hence, there was a problem.
He boasted that he could master any surgery after one look. Zheng Ren believed him. After all, he had seen Su Yun perform an appendectomy with almost no flaws.
Why not let him try laparoscopic appendectomy, hernia, or cholecystitis?
It was better to observe first. Zheng Ren was not interested in the Master-level CT scan reconstruction that he had been awarded. To put it bluntly, it was just an auxiliary skill that only doctors in the CT room should be able to master.
After smoking half a cigarette, Zheng Ren put it out and carefully stuffed the remaining cigarette into the cigarette pack.
He put on his white coat and walked out of the operating theater.
The emergency ward was quiet. At this hour, most patients had finished receiving intravenous drips. As long as the patient's condition permitted it, they would all go home. No one wanted to stay in the hospital for even an hour.
Chang Yue was communicating with the patient's family in the ward. Su Yun was sitting on a chair, fiddling with his phone.
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