The peritoneal cavity was irrigated with warm saline solution. Although the surgery completion rate given by the System panel was very high, and he knew that the surgery would be 100% once the peritoneal cavity was closed, he still carefully checked for active bleeding in the peritoneal cavity.
Perhaps this was one of the obsessive-compulsive disorders of surgeons.
He really had no choice but to check. Once there was active bleeding, the patient would have to go on stage for a second time, and the trauma suffered by the patient would be much higher than the first surgery.
The second time he went on stage was the so-called second time in the medical field, and the risk was extremely high.
Two thousand milliliters of warm saline was poured into the abdominal cavity and repeatedly sucked out with an aspirator. When there was only a faint, slightly murky liquid left, Zheng Ren and Su Yun closed the abdomen together.
Chu Yanran had been observing the patient's vital signs and the progress of the surgery.
When she started to close the abdomen, she made a note on the anesthetic sheet and prepared to wake the patient up from anesthesia.
Chu Yanzhi looked around and chatted with Xie Yiren for a while before standing behind Zheng Ren and Su Yun to observe the surgery from different angles.
The peritoneal cavity was closed layer by layer. When the last stitch was made, the patient's consciousness began to return.
Because the patient was sent to the hospital in time, the amount of blood loss was not large. It was only a relatively mild hemorrhagic shock, so there was no need for intubation and a ventilator.
However, due to the limited nursing capacity in the emergency ward, Zheng Ren decided to transfer the patient to the ICU for a night.
In fact, the ICU would not spend more than 10000 RMB every day. For example, the patient in front of him would not need blood transfusion if his hemoglobin was not lower than 80 after the postoperative blood routine check.
He could rely on his own hematopoietic function to overcome this obstacle.
After the surgery, Zheng Ren stepped down from the operating table. He was in no hurry to change his clothes. Instead, he waited for a few minutes before helping the patient onto the stretcher trolley. Su Yun and Chu Yanran escorted him back to the ICU. After that, he took a shower, changed his clothes, and returned to the emergency ward.
Su Yun did not return. This was a routine operation.
Since it was a postoperative patient from the Emergency Department, Su Yun habitually stayed in the ICU to guard the patient for one to two hours. He would only leave after the patient's condition had stabilized and there were no special treatments.
An hour after the surgery, Zheng Ren informed the nurse on duty before putting on a white coat and heading to the ICU to check on the patient's condition.
As long as the situation allowed, every surgeon would do the same, unless it was a very minor surgery.
When he arrived at the ICU, the patient's postoperative condition was stable and he was fully awake.
Due to the pain from the wound, he was given a dose of medicine and was currently unconscious.
On the monitor, the patient's vital signs were stable. Su Yun did not sit beside the ventilator and monitor like he did when he was taking care of serious patients. He held a pen and paper in his hand and calculated.
He was rather relaxed as he chatted with the nurses in the ICU.
Zheng Ren did not hear what Su Yun said clearly. Anyway, the girls in the ICU lowered their voices and laughed hysterically.
The old man's blood pressure had basically returned to normal due to the ruptured hemangioma. He felt a little uncomfortable with the ventilator tube, so Zheng Ren told him about the situation outside and comforted him.
It's good that you're recovering well.
Zheng Ren smiled and turned to leave.
When he exited the ICU, he saw that the chairs in the corridor were filled with the patients' family members. Even the floor was littered with bedding. He wondered where the patient's lover was.
This was how the ICU worked. The patient's family members were not allowed to enter the ICU to prevent the possibility of re-infection of the patient's respiratory tract from the bacteria they carried. Therefore, they could only sleep outside. There was no resting room, so they could only find a place to lie down.
The patient who underwent surgery today was relatively minor and could be transferred out of the ICU overnight. This kind of patient's family members could stay up overnight. However, if it was a critically ill patient who could still rely on the ventilator to survive, the family members would have to wait outside indefinitely, day after day.
Zheng Ren called the patient's family members' names a few times. His voice was not loud, but it was not soft either.
A voice came from the fire escape. Zheng Ren pushed the door open and walked in.
Tang Xiu and the middle-aged woman were smoking in the fire escape to refresh themselves.
Tang Xiu was stunned when she saw Zheng Ren. She subconsciously took out a ladies' cigarette and handed it to him.
Zheng Ren waved his hand.
"The patient is recovering well. If there are no accidents, he'll be out tomorrow," Zheng Ren said.
Tang Xiu and the middle-aged woman's faces were filled with joy. However, they immediately realized that Doctor Zheng was talking about one person or two?
Zheng Ren also smiled and said, "Both are doing well."
Their expressions finally relaxed.
"The couple quarreled?" Zheng Ren asked tentatively, pretending to be relaxed.
The middle-aged woman was a little embarrassed. She bit her lip and nodded.
"What's the point of using a knife and a gun?"
"He's usually honest. Today, he asked me for a gift this month because he had a lot of money," the middle-aged woman explained sheepishly. "As you know, the child is in high school and it's the time to spend money. A supplementary class costs a few hundred yuan. We're just ordinary employees, so we really don't have much money. This money is also saved from between the gaps of our teeth. "
"Then don't use a knife." Zheng Ren smiled kindly. "This is great. I'll spend even more."
The woman's face showed a pained expression at the mention of money.
"Fortunately, you sent it in time and didn't spend too much. When we return to the emergency ward, I'll try to save as much as possible, "Zheng Ren said.
"Thank you, thank you." The middle-aged woman nodded quickly. "It can be covered by medical insurance, right?"
"Of course not." Zheng Ren shook his head. "Car accidents and knife wounds are not covered by medical insurance. Besides, even though it was a fight between the two of you, under normal circumstances, if the public prosecutor files a lawsuit, you'll face serious injury charges and go to jail. "
The woman's expression immediately turned ugly.
"However, as long as your husband doesn't object, there won't be a lawsuit. After all, if the people don't file a lawsuit, the officials won't investigate. "Zheng Ren's expression was solemn." When your husband comes out tomorrow, don't be so tough. He wanted to apologize so that he could calm down. If the patient is in a good mood during recovery, he'll be discharged soon and you can save a few money. If something bad happens to him, the subsequent treatment costs will be astronomical. "
Zheng Ren coaxed and scared the middle-aged woman. She nodded in embarrassment and swore that she would never do it again.
This was the purpose of Zheng Ren's conversation. He was not as talented as Chang Yue, but after many years in the clinic, he had a good grasp of the psychology of patients' family members.
It was easy to communicate with the patient's family members who were already scared out of their wits because of their impulsive passion.
"Doctor Zheng, how's my father?" Tang Xiu, who had been waiting quietly, asked anxiously when she saw the conversation between Zheng Ren and the middle-aged woman come to an end.
"The old man is fine. He's awake from general anesthesia and can hear me. He can't speak because he's using a ventilator to assist his breathing. He'll be fine after he's extubated tomorrow. "
The patient had a smooth recovery. Both Zheng Ren and the patient's family members smiled warmly.
"Thank you, thank you." Tang Xiu did not know what to say. She had thousands of words to say, but in the end, she just kept repeating them.
Zheng Ren waved his hand and left the fire escape, taking the elevator back to the emergency ward.
Xie Yiren had already left. Zheng Ren checked the WeChat group. Their mahjong game had been ruined and they had performed a surgery. They had lost interest and returned to their respective homes.
The north wind was howling outside, but the hospital was as warm as spring with the heater.
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