"Brother, are you alright?" A doctor rushed over with a mercury sphygmomanometer in his hand.
"I'm fine." Zheng Ren opened his eyes, his gaze clear and bright.
The doctor was relieved that Zheng Ren had spoken clearly, but he still took his blood pressure.
His blood pressure was normal, only slightly lower than normal.
"Let's go to another operating room and find an orthopedic surgeon to perform exploratory suture," a young nurse said. "Let me help you so you don't fall."
"No, thank you." Zheng Ren closed his eyes and forced a smile.
Zheng Ren knew he had to leave immediately. The situation was urgent, so he had to perform an unconventional operation.
After the bleeding control and surgery, Fang Lin, who was lying on the operating table receiving emergency treatment, had to face a serious infection.
The difference between a sterile operating room and a sterile operating room was not just a bottle of iodophor.
After Zheng Ren left, the operating room had to be sterilized during the surgery to avoid bacterial contamination.
This was one of the necessary conditions for a successful rescue. He had done everything he could.
The rest …
He would leave it to fate.
Zheng Ren slowly stood up with support against the wall, feeling a little dizzy. The nervousness and all-out rescue earlier had caused his body's hormone levels to rise.
But now, he had done what he needed to do. When he was "free", his whole body was in pain, especially his injured left shoulder. His entire arm was crippled, and the pain was unbearable when he moved it.
'I hope I'm fine,' Zheng Ren thought.
At that moment, Zheng Ren realized that he could not see his status on the System panel at the top right of his vision …
Did the System not know how to set it up? Zheng Ren's thoughts raced like a wild horse out of control.
However, it only lasted for a moment. Then, Zheng Ren felt weak and did not even have the strength to stand.
Zheng Ren held onto the operating room's sensor door and panted heavily.
A young nurse supported Zheng Ren's uninjured arm and slowly walked out of the operating room.
"This way." The young nurse led Zheng Ren to the operating room next door and turned on the shadowless lights.
Zheng Ren smiled bitterly and lay down with the help of the nurse.
He had never imagined that one day, he would be lying on the operating table under the shadowless lights.
"Brother, which hospital are you from? Emergency bleeding control is amazing! "The young nurse gave Zheng Ren a thumbs up and praised.
Most people would be dumbfounded at the sight of a bloody scene. However, this was an operating theater, one of the few Class Three Grade A hospitals in the country. What kind of scene had they not seen before?
It was just an external injury. The nurse could tell from the blood flow and Zheng Ren's condition that the injury was not fatal.
Habitually chatting a little to ease the patient's nervousness had become an instinct.
Moreover, the heroic manner in which Zheng Ren and the injured Fang Lin were wheeled in was indeed shocking. The young nurse was full of admiration.
"From Sea City."
"…" The young nurse seemed to have never heard of the name Hai City. She was stunned for a moment. "I saw the 50ml syringe needle. He also has tension pneumothorax?"
"Yes, there is." Under the shadowless lamp, Zheng Ren closed his eyes and said slowly, "Liver rupture. The entire liver was penetrated. Diaphragm rupture, right lower lobe penetrating injury, bronchial artery rupture, tension pneumothorax. If you have the ability and the situation permits, look for the Department of Thoracic Surgery to perform the surgery at the same time. "
The young nurse who was preparing for surgery was stunned when she heard these familiar words and looked at the unfamiliar person in front of her who she did not even know which city he came from.
"Go tell them that closed drainage is definitely not enough," Zheng Ren murmured. "Immediately!"
Although his voice was soft, it was full of authority.
How was this a patient? It was clearly the attitude of a department chief, and his words carried weight. A slightly more cowardly department chief would not dare to say such words in the operating theater.
The young nurse was surprised, but Zheng Ren's words were like those of a respected old professor. Without hesitation, she nodded and turned to leave.
As she quickly walked to the operating theater next door, the young nurse repeated Zheng Ren's words, afraid that she would forget something and delay the rescue.
It was a little cold lying quietly on the operating table. The shadowless lamp's light was a little dazzling from his current angle.
Zheng Ren was silent as he waited for the results of the surgery.
After a few minutes, the young nurse returned and said, "When I arrived, the Department of Thoracic Surgery was already laying out the drapes and preparing to start the surgery at the same time. I've also told them about your instructions. Ben … "
Zheng Ren hummed softly and closed his eyes. This time, he was finally relieved.
Soon, two doctors arrived in the operating theater and began to suture.
Silence. There seemed to be endless silence in front of him.
Zheng Ren did not like this feeling.
He liked the feeling of Xie Yiren's smiling eyes and the familiar instrument in his hand when he stretched out his hand.
He liked the way Chu Yanran shouted at him to burn his calories.
He liked the way Chu Yanran quietly sat beside the patient's head, carefully recording the vital signs and dosage.
He liked the way she communicated with the patient, friendly and familiar.
He liked … Su Yun's sarcastic sissy. Thinking about it now, he felt incomparably close.
They were the hope in this endless bloodshed.
"How's the other side?" Zheng Ren suddenly asked.
"The bone is not injured, just a subcutaneous injury. It's not serious," the doctor who was suturing Zheng Ren answered subconsciously.
However, he immediately understood that Zheng Ren was asking about the rescue in the operating theater next door.
If it was a normal patient, no one would have cared. However, the doctor who was suturing Zheng Ren knew what Zheng Ren had done during the rescue.
"Hey, someone come in," the doctor shouted.
"What is it?" the circulating nurse replied.
"What's the situation over there?" the doctor asked.
"Thoracic surgery and general surgery are operating at the same time. The thoracic surgery department has already repaired the bronchial artery and is suturing the lobes of the lungs and repairing the diaphragm. The general surgery department is suturing the liver. Blood pressure can be measured, 50, "the person at the door answered and left.
"Not bad," the doctor said.
Zheng Ren nodded.
The blood pressure could be measured. That was the best news.
If the bleeding point was found and the bleeding stopped, with blood transfusions and fluid replacement, there was still a chance that Fang Lin could be saved.
Of course, there was only a chance. Postoperative perioperative treatment was also very important for this kind of serious injury.
However, Zheng Ren believed that the hospital was the best in the country. If he could not be saved, then it was fate.
Ten minutes later, the wound on the shoulder was sutured.
Because of the thick winter clothing, the criminal's knife had caused more damage. However, when it hit the shoulder, the force was dissipated by the clothes, causing only a superficial wound. The muscle was not damaged.
After suturing and bandaging, the doctor who sutured Zheng Ren helped him up and out of the operating theater.
"I'll send you to the inpatient department," the doctor said.
"No need. I'll just sit at the door," Zheng Ren said calmly.
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