There was no time for Zheng Ren to perform blunt dissection. The incision was so brutal that the skin, subcutaneous tissue, and adipose layer were all severed.
Following that, he performed blunt dissection of the muscle, revealing the peritoneum within a short period of time.
[The god's knife skills seem to have come from two hundred years ago. Simple and crude …]
[You mean the one where three people died in one surgery?]
[That was many years ago. I think the surgeon assessed that if the patient didn't stop the bleeding, he would have to cut open the diaphragm and perform CPR with his bare hands. That's why he was so anxious.]
The doctors in Xinglin Garden understood the ruthlessness of Zheng Ren's incision. At the same time, their hearts were in their throats.
When surgery first appeared, there were no anesthetics, so speed was the key. There was once an amputation where the surgeon cut off the patient's leg and cut his own hand and the assistant's hand.
Later, the doctor, patient, and assistant all died of infection.
The mortality rate was as high as 300%. This surgery was known as the surgery with the highest mortality rate in history.
Modern surgery was moving further and further in the direction of minimally invasive surgery. This kind of situation would not have happened in the past.
The audience watching the live surgery did not expect to see such a brutal surgery that was comparable to that of two hundred years ago in Xinglin Garden's live broadcast room.
Zheng Ren placed the scalpel on the sterile sheet on Miao Xiaohua's leg and picked up the curved forceps and suction device.
The suction device was inserted as soon as the forceps pierced the peritoneum.
The dark red blood was still warm as it was sucked out.
A few seconds later, before the remaining blood was sucked dry, Zheng Ren covered the peritoneum with a protective membrane and opened it.
Stomach … Colon … Behind …
The bleeding point was accurate. Without hesitation, Zheng Ren used his hand to detect the location of the pancreatic cyst in a pool of blood. He then used his hand to feel the left gastric artery and applied pressure to stop the bleeding.
Su Yun had just finished scrubbing his hands, changed his clothes, and stood in the first assistant's position.
In his mind, the surgery should still be at the skin opening stage. However, when he came up, he saw Zheng Ren performing barehanded bleeding control.
So fast?! Su Yun was stunned.
Su Yun thought he already knew Zheng Ren's surgical skills. He did not expect this to be his limit!
How long had it been? Ten or twenty seconds? How was he already performing barehanded bleeding control?
What was the limit of this guy? Su Yun was stunned for a few seconds. He looked at the busy Zheng Ren with a puzzled expression.
"You, hold it," Zheng Ren said directly when he saw that Su Yun did not make a move.
His tone was unyielding and unquestionable.
He sounded like a superior doctor.
Su Yun was in a daze for a moment before realizing that he was in a daze.
This was an emergency rescue, a major emergency rescue. A single mistake could lead to the patient's death.
He quickly took a step forward and stood in the position of the first assistant. He touched the left gastric artery with his hand.
He immediately removed his hand, picked up the scalpel, and cut open the anterior wall of the stomach. He made a 6cm incision along the long axis of the anterior wall.
The bleeding from the left gastric artery had been stopped with his bare hands, so Zheng Ren was much calmer than before.
But what didn't change was speed, accuracy, stability, and experience.
Su Yun focused on Zheng Ren's technique and became more and more confused.
He had seen Zheng Ren perform surgery before. It was indeed very impressive, but he did not think that he could not surpass him.
As a 'genius' who could understand all surgeries after one look, how could he meet an opponent in a place like Sea City that he could not surpass?
If someone had told Su Yun about this in the past, he would have smiled and not cared. Saying that someone was better than him? It was all an illusion!
How could it be!
But now …
This person, this matter, this surgery, was right in front of him.
Su Yun became more and more absent-minded.
Zheng Ren was fully focused on the surgery and did not care about Su Yun's thoughts.
He cut open the seromuscular layer and used the No. 1 silk thread under direct vision to suture and cut the blood vessels in the submucosal layer one by one to prevent bleeding.
As the surgery progressed, Su Yun quickly came to his senses and recognized reality.
He also did what a 'flawless' assistant should do. With his right hand occupied, his left hand tried to help Zheng Ren and speed up the surgery.
Because it was an emergency surgery, fasting time was definitely not enough. Although the gastrointestinal decompression sucked out most of the gastric juice and food residue, there was still a lot of residue in the stomach.
Zheng Ren stuffed the aspirator in and said at the same time, "Open another aspirator."
The matron opened a sterile bag and brought over another aspirator. Everything was ready and the food residue and gastric juice in the stomach were almost completely sucked out.
Zheng Ren then cut open the adhered posterior wall of the stomach and the anterior wall of the cyst and used the new aspirator to suck out the liquid in the cyst. He enlarged the incision and cut off the 3cm × 2cm posterior gastric wall and cyst wall to ensure the anastomosis was unobstructed.
After careful hemostasis, ligation and suture of the branch of the left gastric artery in the pancreatic pseudocyst, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Zheng Ren glanced at the ECG monitor. As the surgery progressed, the bleeding point was stopped. 7 to 8 U of fresh frozen red blood cells were transfused in a short period of time. Miao Xiaohua's blood pressure had stabilized and her atrial fibrillation had begun to show signs of improvement.
[This hand speed …]
[This surgery tells us that sharpening the axe will not delay the work of cutting firewood. Without interventional radiography to identify the bleeding point, the patient would probably have died in a puddle of blood.]
[The surgeon is really anxious, but this is a f * cking rescue! I'm so envious of hospitals where all the departments cooperate so closely. In a normal hospital, you have to invite a consultation and go through the procedures. How exhausting.]
[Why don't you try consulting? You make it sound like you can do everything.]
After the bleeding point was sutured, the live broadcast room in Xinglin Garden began to show signs of life.
The patient had a chance to survive … From the looks of it, it was just a chance.
There was too much bleeding, too fast, too violent, and severe hemorrhagic shock. Whether the patient could survive depended on subsequent treatment.
The surgeon's surgery was impeccable, from the choice of angiography to intraoperative hemostasis.
Almost everyone put themselves in the shoes of this rescue, but the answer most of them received was that if they had performed the rescue themselves, the patient would have died without a doubt.
If they could not determine the bleeding point, they would have to waste precious time on investigation.
Some of the doctors who were very unconvinced in the past also became silent. They quietly watched the live broadcast of the surgery, and their hearts were filled with mixed feelings.
He was not convinced by such a great doctor and a great hospital. But now, any doubts he had were just a joke.
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