However, Chief Lin was clearly speaking up for Boss Zheng. If he said anything else, he would not be able to get through it.
If it was not a deep hatred, who would be willing to offend the people from the medical administration division?
One surgery was nothing. If he became enemies with the medical administration division, he would be stopped from going out for freelance surgery.
He tactfully did not say anything. Instead, he stood behind Zhao Yunlong and carefully looked at the surgery to find problems.
Not all doctors knew how to perform surgery, but it was easy to find problems.
If there was a problem, even if he mocked him a little, he would still be very happy, right?
Yes, the incision was fine. It would be a little too much to find problems here. The incision was not deep. He was preparing to use electricity.
The electricity was still fine. During the skin opening process, the bleeding did not exceed 20%, which was not bad.
The mediastinum was opened. Professor Zhang was watching the surgery with his eyes narrowed. Suddenly, a foul stench rushed out of the room.
This smell was strong and heavy. It was like a stone hitting Professor Zhang's face with a bang.
Immediately, he felt his nose sour and tears were about to fall.
The people around them who were watching the surgery took a step back in unison.
Lin Ge covered his nose. "This smell! Boss Zheng, are you going to open the chest or open the abdomen? "
"There's no other way. Some of the food residue entered the mediastinum from the esophagus and has been composting for half a month."
Zheng Ren did not say anything. Once he explained, Professor Zhang immediately thought of swill.
"Aspirator, don't use a condom," Zheng Ren said. Then, he used a hemostatic forceps to hit Zhao Yunlong's wrist. "Don't move. Let me do it."
Zhao Yunlong was stunned.
Sucking pus? Was there any difficulty in this kind of work?
However, he had trust in Zheng Ren. This trust was built on trekking through mountains and rivers, running out of ammunition and food, performing one surgery after another in the ruins, and on the wounded one by one.
The sound of sizzling was constantly heard. When he heard this sound, Professor Zhang immediately felt disgusted.
Without even looking, he could feel that the pus in the mediastinum must have thickened to a certain extent. Otherwise, the aspirator would not have made such a sound.
The next step should be warm salt water.
The thick liquid was very likely to block the aspirator.
"Warm salt water," Zheng Ren said in a muffled voice.
He wore a little too many masks, so it was normal for his voice to be muffled.
Sure enough, it was just as Professor Zhang had imagined. As soon as Zheng Ren finished speaking, a basin of warm saline appeared in his hand.
The suction device was put in, and a few seconds later, it was finally clear.
Out of habit, Professor Zhang glanced at the pipe. A black and yellow sticky substance was washed away by the warm saltwater.
The smell was so strong that Professor Zhang almost had to stand in the corner of the operating theater.
Who asked him to put on a brave front and encounter such a disgusting surgery on stage! Professor Zhang felt a strange pleasure in his heart.
However, the people on the operating table did not move at all. Could they not smell it? Professor Zhang was a little dazed.
"Boss Zheng, how many layers of masks are you wearing today?" Lin Ge moved closer to the operating table and looked at the surgery. Suddenly, he found something unusual.
"Hehe." Lao He chuckled and said, "Before the show started, Boss Zheng specially reminded us to wear a few more layers. Boss Zheng seems to be wearing three layers, and I'm wearing five. I even used some men's perfume. "
"Do you still want the sterility principle?" Professor Zhang muttered in a low voice in the corner.
"Old Zhang, I've always smelled men's cologne on you when you're performing surgeries. What? If you can use it, why can't we anesthetists use it? "Lao He retorted.
Scrub nurses and anesthetists were the most accurate people to evaluate the level of a surgeon.
If they could not work, then they should talk less. No one deliberately made things difficult for them.
After all, everyone's talent was different, and the level they could reach in the end was also different.
However, if the surgery was not done well and there were still things to do, then it would be quite annoying.
Lao He was an anesthetist and was not under Professor Zhang's control. It was still very easy for him to argue with him.
In the past, there was a chief in the orthopedics department. His level was average, and he only went on stage after ten o 'clock for slow-motion surgery.
Every time he went on stage, it was really filled with gunpowder. Whether it was the anesthetist or the nurse, anyone who met him would argue with him.
Lao He could be considered to have a gentle temper, but Professor Zhang's words hit a boat full of people. Even he and Boss Zheng were scolded by him.
What's wrong with your surgery?!
"Didn't I wear a sterile coat?" Professor Zhang said embarrassedly.
"I sprayed men's perfume on the mask, but I didn't spray the outermost layer," Lao He said directly without thinking.
Professor Zhang did not say anything.
Lao He ignored him and said to Lin Ge, "Chief Lin, let me spray some perfume for you." “
Lin Ge wanted to refuse. He was not used to the smell of men's perfume. However, the smell was really unpleasant. In the end, he agreed.
Lao He took a look at his vital signs, the parameters of the ventilator, and the amount of medicine. After giving some instructions, he brought Lin Ge to the changing room.
In a few minutes, the two of them returned. Lin Ge felt refreshed.
Zheng Ren carefully coiled the tube of the suction device on his finger and continuously adjusted the suction force to suck the edge of the abscess clean.
Zheng Ren did not dare to move the part near the edge of the aorta at all. Su Yun and Zhao Yunlong both knew that the wall was thin. They would probably have to dig it out bit by bit.
Gradually, the edge of the abscess cavity was revealed.
"Boss, this surgery is very difficult," Su Yun said with a frown.
"Yes, let's do it bit by bit," Zheng Ren said. "The distance between the thoracic aorta and the azygos vein is a little long. That … Lao He, help me put on the microscope."
"Do you really want a microscopic stripping?" Zhao Yunlong asked.
"Yes, if we strip it directly, the blood will flow to the room." Zheng Ren turned his head to the side and said, "It's not enough even with a stent. The distance is too long. There are a few sections below the abscess that have almost reached the aorta intima. This patient has come. If he were to stay at home for another day, he would probably die halfway. "
"What about the fishbone? Can you see it when it's free later? "Lao He asked.
"Yes, but it's probably corroded beyond recognition," Zheng Ren said. "Let's do it bit by bit. It's hard to say how long it'll be free."
"But fortunately, there are instruments," Su Yun said with emotion when he saw Zheng Ren pick up the smallest hemostatic forceps and blunt scissors.
Zheng Ren felt the same way.
"Yes, I met a patient with an explosion of an elevator chair at the People's Hospital in Xilin Town. This kind of rough work can still be done with the instruments in Xilin Town. If this patient met in Xilin Town, he would probably be stupid. "
"Xilin Town? Boss Zheng, when did you go? "Lao He's glasses were about to spit fire.
"I just came back last night," Zheng Ren said casually.
"Why, Lao He, do you want to go too?" Su Yun glanced at Lao He and asked with a smile.
"Well, if there's a chance, bring me along."
Lao He adjusted the microscope for Zheng Ren. Soon, everything was ready.
"Old Zhao, I won't stand on ceremony with you. I'm coming." Zheng Ren greeted Zhao Yunlong and began the surgery.
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