How many hands? "
"Four."
After Zheng Ren finished asking, he strode in.
Upstairs, as soon as he pushed the door open, Zheng Ren saw Xie Yiren rushing to the operating room with a sterile bag.
"Yiren, I'm here," Zheng Ren immediately shouted from behind.
"Ah, you came up so fast!" Xie Yiren said.
"You're faster than me."
"I treated the operating room matron to lunch at noon, so I didn't sleep." Xie Yiren's eyes narrowed like crescent moons. She rejected Zheng Ren's hand and said, "Hurry up and prepare. I heard it's a patient with pulmonary torsion?"
"Yes, yes." Zheng Ren nodded repeatedly. His attitude was very good.
"Are you hungry? I have two small cakes and chocolate. What do you want to eat?" Xie Yiren asked.
"I'm not hungry …" Zheng Ren felt that things were going in a bad direction, so he immediately changed the topic. "Why did you treat the matron to lunch?"
"If I can't have a good relationship with this matron, it'll be inconvenient." Xie Yiren bounced and said, "Don't faint from hunger. Are you really okay?"
"Uh, I'm fine."
"You fainted once before, but I haven't seen it since. Did you do it on purpose that time? "Xie Yiren leaned closer and whispered to Zheng Ren.
"Of course not." Zheng Ren subconsciously said something that was courting death.
As he spoke, the operating room door opened and a patient was pushed in.
"I'm going to resuscitate him," Zheng Ren said in a hurry.
"Okay." Xie Yiren carried the surgical box and rushed to the operating room.
Zhou Litao's figure met her. He did not walk in but only sent the patient to the door. Seeing that Zheng Ren had changed, Zhou Litao's heart calmed down a little.
"The patient has difficulty breathing and low blood oxygen saturation. There are a lot of blisters in both lungs, mainly in the right lung. His heart rate is fast and he has ventricular tachycardia, "Zhou Litao quickly reported.
"Got it." Zheng Ren helped carry the patient to the operating room's stretcher trolley and quickly pulled it to operating room four.
"So fast?" Su Yun came up after changing his clothes and saw Zheng Ren bringing the patient inside. He held the back of the trolley and said, "Boss, the patient's family will arrive in a few minutes. They said it was sent by the traffic police."
"Traffic police?"
"I got lost and couldn't find 912. The traffic police heard that someone in the family needed emergency surgery, so they checked with Fang Lin and sent it over."
"Chief Lin is down there, right?"
"Yes."
Zheng Ren was relieved and quickly pushed the patient into the operating theater. A few people hurriedly carried the patient to the operating table.
"Boss Zheng, which side?" Lao He asked.
"Right."
"Alright." Lao He felt confident in his heart.
In the thoracic surgery department, the most important point was single-lumen ventilation. After entering the thoracic cavity, it was required that the lungs on the side of the thoracic cavity be flattened. This way, the exposure of the operative field was very good.
This was the job of an anesthesiologist, but not many anesthesiologists could do this.
Because it was an emergency patient, Old He did not look at the radiographic films and the patient before the surgery, so he had to ask.
The patient's body was covered in bruises, and he was in a coma. His breathing was not stable, and there were signs of deep breathing.
Deep breathing, also known as Cusmo breathing, proved that the patient's body had excessive carbon dioxide retention, and the body had begun to show signs of acidosis.
Take off the patient's clothes. If it's too late, cut or tear them.
Su Yun went straight to wash his hands. Zheng Ren placed a urethral catheter on the patient and positioned him.
This was an emergency patient, and it was the kind of emergency patient with a pulmonary torsion. There was no time for Su Yun to do all this work.
"Boss Zheng, my colleagues in the Legal Department said that the patient's family has agreed to the live broadcast of the surgery. They have already signed," Hu Yanhui said at the door.
"Okay, after disinfection, lay the sterile sheet, and then put on the live broadcast glasses." Zheng Ren turned around to wash his hands, leaving the operating table to Su Yun.
Soon, Fang Lin also ran up.
"Boss Zheng, the signatures are all done," he said in a hurry.
Zheng Ren knew that in such a short period of time, there was a high chance that Fang Lin had printed out the preoperative instructions on the A4 paper. The patient's name and other information were blank, and only after the surgery did he have time to fill it in by hand.
"Okay," he answered. He strode to the sink and began to wash his hands.
Fang Lin passed by the operating room and looked at the patient's blood oxygen saturation. His heart turned cold.
Ventricular arrhythmia, blood oxygen less than 80%. This was an aggravation of the condition. The pulmonary torsion directly tied a button on the artery and vein.
What the f * ck! Fang Lin complained in his heart. He jogged all the way to wash his hands.
"Boss Zheng, is it appropriate to broadcast such a serious patient live?" Fang Lin asked nervously as he washed his hands.
The live broadcast of the surgery was about stability.
In the past, there were also the world's top experts or the country's top experts who did live broadcast demonstration surgeries at some academic conferences.
However, those surgeries were screened again and again, and the patients were selected again and again.
However, any place where there was a possibility of a problem would be directly changed. Only the simplest surgeries could be broadcast live. This was a law in the industry.
Emergency pulmonary torsion, Boss Zheng wanted to broadcast live … Fang Lin's heart became nervous.
"Let's give it a try," Zheng Ren said. "Hurry up and start the stage immediately."
With that, he threw the brush into the sink with a thud.
Returning to the operating theater, Zheng Ren disinfected and put on his clothes. He lowered his head and asked Hu Yanhui to help him put on the live broadcast glasses.
"Boss, wait a minute," Su Yun said. "I want to connect the microphone."
"You do your thing. I'll start the stage first," Zheng Ren said.
The surgery had been trained in the operating theater of the System for at least twenty times. Zheng Ren knew that time was of the essence. After laying out the surgical sheet, he did not wait for the aspirator and electric cautery to be ready. He stretched out his hand and the lancet was slapped in his palm.
"Gauze," Zheng Ren said in a deep voice.
At the same time, the live broadcast of the surgery also began.
There were only a few people wandering around Xinglin Garden. They happened to see the live broadcast of the surgery open, and they were all delighted.
The sudden opening of the live broadcast of the surgery meant that there was an emergency surgery to be done.
They hoped that it was not appendicitis. It must not be appendicitis … Everyone prayed and clicked into the live broadcast of the surgery.
"Boss, slow down!" Su Yun had just connected the microphone when he saw Zheng Ren cut down with a knife. Blood gushed out and he shouted anxiously.
Zheng Ren ignored him. Instead, he slapped the knife to the side and began to separate the muscle layers.
Slow down? Slow down? He could not be slow at all!
In the live broadcast room, the few doctors who came in at the beginning were stunned.
The live broadcast room rarely connected to the microphone. It seemed that other than the long coronary intervention surgery, they had basically never encountered a situation where the microphone was connected.
This time, they actually heard a sound.
Slow down …
Before the few of them could react, they saw blood splattering everywhere in the surgical field.
F * ck, this surgery was really unrestrained!
He didn't even need an electric cautery? Didn't he know that he was opening the chest layer by layer?
If it was a few months ago, some hot-tempered doctors would have already started to scold him. However, doctors who could wander around Xinglin Garden more or less worshipped this surgeon.
Some clever people clicked on the backstage and wanted to see the medical records.
In the end, they found that the medical records were not uploaded at all, which meant that this was a standard emergency surgery!
"Hello, hello? Little Hu, can you hear me? "Su Yun stood in the position of the first assistant. He tidied up the electric cautery to prepare to stop the bleeding while he began to test the microphone.
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