Zheng Ren felt particularly powerless.
This was the disadvantage of small hospitals. They did not have anything they wanted, so they could only make do and deal with it.
For general slow-motion surgeries, such as the TIPS surgery just now, it was easier to say. However, they did not even have a ventilator in the emergency department. What the f * ck should they do …
There was no ventilator or anesthesiologist. They should be waiting in the operating room.
In theory, the patient could be given local anesthesia. All the patients in Pengxi Village were given local anesthesia.
But the situation was different.
The patients in Pengxi Village were all in severe hemorrhagic shock. Half of them were already dead and lying on the operating table, not moving at all.
However, the small patient in front of them was twitching non-stop, which would cause a huge problem for the interventional surgery!
There was no time! If he asked someone to push the ventilator over from the operating theater, Zheng Ren would not be able to do it in less than ten minutes.
If he forgot to bring a certain pipe in a hurry and had to retrieve it, it would take him ten minutes to go back and forth. That would be terrible.
Let's do it under local anesthesia.
The rest could be made up with technology.
The patient's back waist was padded with a sterile sheet by an experienced expert group of doctors. Zheng Ren and Liu Xuzhi went to wash their hands together.
At this time, Liu Xuzhi could no longer keep up with Zheng Ren's rhythm.
He tried his best to be faster. He could not let Boss Zheng disinfect it, could he?
However, he caught a glimpse of Zheng Ren washing his hands cleanly with the six-step washing technique and went straight to the operating theater.
In her panic, the brush fell into the sink and made a crisp sound.
"Little Feng, use the equipment," Zheng Ren said as he began to disinfect the equipment.
Feng Xuhui opened the big box, took out the relevant medical supplies, and put them on the sterile table.
"Ten gelatin sponges for now," Zheng Ren said in a deep voice.
Feng Xuhui's heart trembled.
He brought 24 gelatin sponges, which was enough for three to eight surgeries. He thought that it would be enough under normal circumstances.
He didn't expect to meet such a patient. Chief Zheng wanted to beat up 10 people the moment he opened his mouth. In the future, if there were any accidents, who knew how many more he would have to fight.
Feng Xuhui hoped that the things he brought would be able to do so.
The lead door was closed, but the members of the expert group inside did not leave. Compared to the members of the previous group of spectators, they had a huge advantage.
Not only did he watch a TIPS surgery performed by Boss Zheng himself, but he also had to watch a complicated emergency surgery for pelvic arteriovenous plexus trauma.
Only a fool would leave at this time.
Although the surgery was simple, the experts were looking at the technique! The TIPS surgery that had just been completed at 16 times the normal speed had intoxicated all the experts, professors, and chief physicians.
The process of disinfecting and laying out the sheets was extremely fast. Although it was fast, there were no omissions. The aseptic work was quite solid.
Zhou Chunyong squeezed into the crowd. He definitely wanted to see Zheng Ren's technique.
The technique of emergency surgery and slow-motion TIPS surgery were different. A doctor's basic skills could be better displayed during a race against time.
Zhou Chunyong didn't help, he just watched quietly.
He knew that with Boss Zheng's level, he did not need to help at all. He only needed to learn.
The patient's posture was rather strange. The femoral artery on the right thigh was rather high, so it should be very difficult to puncture it.
Zheng Ren called a few specialists and professors to help stabilize the patient.
Now that the situation was urgent, how could he care about which professor was from which world-renowned hospital? In any case, those who had nothing to do behind him had to come up and help.
Zhou Chunyong was cunning. He had already expected this, so he didn't go too far forward. When Zheng Ren shouted in all kinds of languages and drove the professors away to fix the patient, he stood behind Zheng Ren steadily, occupied the best position, and carefully observed Zheng Ren's technique.
Oh, he hit the nail on the head. The artery sheath was then fixed and the guide wire began to be guided in.
It was not an ordinary guide wire, but a micro-guide wire. Boss Zheng's skill level was high. The micro-guide wire overcame the complex force in the blood vessels and directly superselected. Zhou Chunyong nodded in his heart.
He could do it too, but the success rate was slightly lower.
If it were him on stage, he would definitely seek stability at this time and not be so radical. A thick guide wire, a thick catheter, and then a micro-guide wire after the angiogram. This would not waste much time.
Although there were more operations, the advantage was stability.
If the micro-guide wire was not successful, it would waste more time.
Without stepping on the line, Zheng Ren crossed his left and right hands and the micro-guide wire quickly entered the femoral artery.
Why was the doctor on this side still not on stage? Zhou Chunyong was a little unhappy. However, he did not notice that only 52 seconds had passed when he did this.
Stepping on the line, the micro-guide wire happened to be at the branch of the internal iliac artery.
The micro-catheter entered and the medicine was administered.
Countless fireworks bloomed.
At the same time, the superselection had already begun. The contrast agent was still flowing in the blood vessels when the micro-guide wire had already followed.
Micro-catheters, one gelatin sponge, two pieces, three pieces …
It took a total of five sponges to block the thickest blood vessel.
The guide wire continued to be superselected.
Zhou Chunyong felt that although it was called superselection, the entire process he saw did not reflect the slightest bit of the difficulty of superselection.
When he first learned interventional surgery, he thought that superselection should be defined as a super difficult selective arteriography.
Yes, it was super difficult.
However, the super difficult superselection seemed to be very simple for Boss Zheng.
Although Zhou Chunyong felt that he was already like a brainless fan, infinitely raising Boss Zheng's surgical level. However, after witnessing it with his own eyes time and time again, he realized that he was still underestimating it.
This guy had no limits, or rather, his limits could not be guessed at his own level.
Liu Xuzhi went on stage and realized that he could not help at all. He could only gently hold the guide wire. But then, Liu Xuzhi realized that this position was simply the best place to watch the stage …
Zhou Chunyong felt lost. The five blood vessels were embolized one by one. He looked up at the time. It was a little more than 12 ′. Zhou Chunyong did not know the specific number of seconds.
Legend had it that during the earthquake relief, Boss Zheng completed a complicated pelvic fracture interventional embolization in 15 minutes.
Zhou Chunyong thought that this was just a rumor, including what Feng Xuhui had said just now. Boss Zheng had stood for three days and three nights in a row and performed 100 surgeries a day. The credibility was not high.
But now, it seemed that the rumors were still a little conservative.
Boss Zheng's level was even higher than the rumors.
What the f * ck! Zhou Chunyong unconsciously cursed in his heart. It was not a curse, but a kind of sigh.
As the boss of the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Interventional Surgery in the Imperial Capital, Zhou Chunyong's technical level was recognized by everyone.
How many senior leaders, academicians from the Academy of Sciences, and the Academy of Engineering had performed interventional surgeries on him? Zhou Chunyong could not remember.
He used to think that his level was high enough and that he was first-class even in the world.
However, when Boss Zheng appeared out of nowhere, he realized that his level was really not enough.
In the past, he thought that it was a kind of high attitude for him to humbly ask for advice. It was his desire for academic standards that led to Boss Zheng guiding his surgery.
As for after he learned it, who would care about this junior doctor?
It was already good enough to treat him as a friend. As for academic status … Heh!
However, an emergency surgery told Zhou Chunyong that he would probably be a student for the rest of his life.
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