Old He, prepare for cardiopulmonary bypass. "Zheng Ren touched it again. It felt the same as the System's operating theater. His heart was much calmer.
Lao He responded and turned on the timer on his phone. He placed it beside his hand and hurriedly prepared the accessories for cardiopulmonary bypass.
"Boss Zheng, where is the filter?" Liu Zewei saw that Lao He had begun to prepare the sterile pipe, so he took the opportunity to ask.
Actually, he wasn't curious. This was the perfect opportunity to play the supporting role, and it would be a pity to miss it.
"About five centimeters below the pulmonary valve, there might be a pulmonary valve tumor. The blood flow might slow down and cause a thrombosis," Zheng Ren said. "Lil Fugui's filter is good."
The professor chuckled.
He did not forget that this was a live broadcast of the surgery.
First, he used the hemostatic forceps to separate the space between the aorta and the pulmonary artery, then placed a cuff on the ascending aorta.
The band of the ascending aorta was pulled to the left, exposing the medial superior vena cava.
Then, Zheng Ren stretched out his hand and said, "Right angle …"
Before he could finish, a pair of right-angle pliers slapped into his palm.
He was worried that Xie Yiren would not be able to keep up with the procedure because of the cardiopulmonary bypass.
However, he did not expect Little Yiren to still be proficient. He raised his head and smiled at Little Yiren.
A pair of smiling eyes awaited him.
Their eyes met and he forgot that he was still in the middle of a live broadcast.
The doctors who were watching the live broadcast of the surgery instantly exploded!
They were performing surgery and showing off their affection. It was simply intolerable!
"Boss, it's a live broadcast," Su Yun reminded.
Zheng Ren lowered his head and looked at the operating area again.
Just now, many doctors who were watching the live broadcast of the surgery witnessed it with their own eyes.
This was the dream of many surgeons. To have a gentle and pleasant scrub nurse, and the two of them were connected.
It was one thing that the surgery was not as good as the surgeon, but the surgeon had a good scrub nurse, and she even smiled at him!
This wave of public display of affection caused resentment from all over the world to soar into the sky.
Zheng Ren did not know what the doctors watching the live broadcast were thinking. He used the right-angle forceps to bypass the posterior flap along the inside of the superior vena cava. Use the same method to wrap the inferior vena cava cuff with the inferior vena cava cuff as a backup.
"Old He, are you ready?" Zheng Ren asked.
"Alright, we can start anytime." Old He said solemnly.
For this surgery, he adjusted his condition to the best level. He wanted to show off in front of Boss Zheng.
The opportunity was hard to come by, and it was fleeting.
After receiving Lao He's reply, Zheng Ren did not raise his head.
He reached out and placed the needle holder on his palm. At the same time, Lao He pressed the timer button.
At the distal end of the ascending aorta, two concentric purse-string sutures were made.
The purse-string suture technique was extremely delicate. The small needle only penetrated the adventitia of the blood vessel, but not the blood vessel. The number seven thread was sutured around the adventitia of the aorta.
"Boss, I thought you were going to use a microscope," Su Yun said.
"There's no need. The aorta is so thick. I'm worried that my vestibular nerves won't be able to take it if I use the microscope for too long," Zheng Ren said.
This was Zheng Ren's weakness. Riding a roller coaster would make one dizzy. Microsurgery. With a slight movement, the field of vision in front of him changed rapidly like a roller coaster.
Although he did not have the feeling of going up and down, he tried his best to avoid spending too much time on microsurgery.
Zhao Yunlong silently watched as Zheng Ren left a purse-string line on the adventitia of the aorta.
He had performed similar operations before, and when had he not been cautious?
Although the aorta was very thick, the gap between the adventitia and the trunk of the aorta was shockingly small. If he was not careful, blood would spurt out.
Although it would not kill him, stopping the bleeding was particularly troublesome, and the operation time was extended indefinitely.
Looking at Boss Zheng's operation, it was as if he had done it lightly. The difficulty just now was not difficult for him at all. It was just an ordinary operation.
Zhao Yunlong was originally worried about Zheng Ren's level of cardiopulmonary bypass surgery. With just one look, he roughly understood.
His level was several times higher than his own.
The purse-string that Zheng Ren left was opened on both sides.
He put the purse-string line into the hemostat, preparing to use it to stop the bleeding and fix it during the intubation.
The adventitia in the center of the purse-string line was removed.
"Heparin, 3 mg/kg," Zheng Ren said.
"I've already prepared it," Lao He said. He knew that Boss Zheng was worried that he was unfamiliar with it, but such detailed instructions were obviously looking down on him. Lao He muttered in his heart.
Zheng Ren smiled. Then, after injecting heparin into the right auricle, he used a lancet blade knife to make an incision slightly smaller than the diameter of the arterial intubation in the center of the purse-string line. At the same time, he withdrew the blade and sent the arterial intubation into the incision of the ascending aorta.
At the same time, Su Yun immediately tightened the hemostat of the two purse-string lines and used a thick silk thread to fix the arterial intubation and the hemostat together.
Finally, the arterial intubation was fixed at the edge of the incision or on the petiole of the dilator, and the intubation was connected to the artificial heart-lung machine.
Similar to this step, Zheng Ren then sewed a purse-string line in the right auricle and right atrium and put on the hemostat.
Then, the incision was made, the upper and lower vena cava intubation was inserted, and the hemostat was tightened.
A thick silk thread was used to tie the auricle and atrial wall 2 to 3mm below the incision of the intubation. This ligation thread was used to fix the upper and lower vena cava intubation to prevent slippage. The upper and lower vena cava intubation was connected to the artificial heart-lung machine.
Lao He looked at the operation on the operating table while observing the time.
He had done at least a few hundred cases of cardiopulmonary bypass. The cardiopulmonary bypass master could determine the surgical level of the surgeon from the process of establishing the cardiopulmonary bypass.
3 ′ 12 ″ …
This is an appalling time.
What was the previous record? Although it was not done, Lao He was sure that Boss Zheng would be able to break the national record.
Of course, this record was not officially certified.
The cardiopulmonary bypass masters from the large Class Three Grade A Hospitals in the Imperial Capital and Sorcery Capital had a group. In the group, everyone recorded the time when the big shots in their respective hospitals established the cardiopulmonary bypass.
Only when there was comparison would there be harm.
Anyway, they were not the ones who were hurt. If there was a chief surgeon who had a lot of things to do and still thought that his level was high, he could directly use the data to attack others.
Lao He was pleased with himself, but he did not laugh. Instead, he glanced at the time on the timer and threw himself into work.
He was afraid that in the future, when other people did cardiopulmonary bypass, they could only drive obediently and peacefully and talk about small jokes. With this number here, who would dare to act like a big shot?
How shameless would they be?!
Boss Zheng's hand speed was too fast and extremely stable.
If he was not careful, the surgery would be delayed. However, Lao He was pleased with himself. If it were anyone else, they would have already started to delay the surgery.
He did not know if Boss Zheng could realize his value, Lao He thought to himself.
What twin sisters? Could they enter the operating theater wearing lead aprons? Could they be so proficient in cardiopulmonary bypass?
Impossible!
Zheng Ren did not know what Lao He was thinking. He was performing the surgery in silence.
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