I'm going to take a shower. " Zheng Ren saw that Su Yun had no intention of going to the operating theater at all and felt helpless. He wanted to go to the operating theater to take a look at the surgery, but he was worried that Su Yun would keep talking to him outside.
"By the way, look for Old He," Zheng Ren said.
"I've already told him. Single-cavity ventilation. Although everyone knows how to do it, it's safer to ask Old He. Moreover, it's not an ordinary thoracoscopic surgery. We have to find Old He, "Su Yun said.
With this guy by his side, he had a lot less to worry about. Zheng Ren smiled.
He went to the bathroom, adjusted the water temperature, and stood under the shower. Feeling the water droplets falling from the shower like heavy rain hitting his body, Zheng Ren went directly to the operating theater.
He did not have to rush into the operating theater in such a hurry to exchange for surgery training time. Zheng Ren glanced at the little white fox and smiled at it.
There was no response. Although Zheng Ren felt that it was a living creature, there was no evidence at all.
As the operating theater rose from the ground, Zheng Ren stepped in.
…
Fifteen minutes later, Zheng Ren walked out.
Su Yun was chatting with Shao Jinghe. The main content was to tell Shao Jinghe to carefully look at the surgery process. He was currently performing surgery on the left side of the chest. If the right side of the chest had another problem next time, he could do it himself in the local hospital.
Shao Jinghe had a dejected look on his face. The black mist seemed to have materialized and shrouded his face.
If not for the System's notification that there was nothing wrong, Zheng Ren would have thought that Shao Jinghe was a patient with cirrhosis.
"Boss, do you feel more energetic after taking a shower?" Su Yun asked with a smile when he saw Zheng Ren walk out.
"Yes, I'm much more energetic." Zheng Ren smiled.
Before going to the operating theater, he was not confident about the surgery. After doing a few, he knew what to do and he definitely looked much more energetic.
Boss Zheng's calm temperament was piled up by surgical training in the operating theater.
"Old Shao, the surgery is basically done like this. Watch carefully when you watch the stage later," Su Yun said. "It's not difficult to do it, but the train of thought is a little strange."
"Oh." Shao Jinghe was very depressed.
"Has Fang Lin sent the patient in?"
"Ten minutes in," Su Yun said. "The anesthesia should be almost done by then."
"Let's go in and take a look," Zheng Ren said with a smile.
Shao Jinghe's expression was correct. Doctors from basic hospitals who could perform surgeries as perfectly as possible according to established surgical methods were already very skilled.
As for creating new surgical methods or performing surgeries according to different needs, it was like a fantasy to them.
When they arrived at the operating room, Hao Yunlai's singing was the first to be heard.
"Ugh …" Su Yun paused for a moment, and his face became very ugly.
During the liver transplant surgery, Lao He did not play Yunlai's song. Su Yun thought that he was not interested in this lousy song.
But who would have thought that Lao He would still pursue "perfection" tirelessly?
"Old He, this is too much!" Su Yun shouted as soon as he entered.
"Brother Yun, you're here, you're here." Lao He greeted with a smile, not taking Su Yun's anger seriously at all.
Using softness to conquer hardness, thick-skinned and pretending to be confused, Lao He had already reached perfection.
"When will you get tired of listening to this lousy song?" Su Yun asked.
"Boss Zheng, when you get tired of listening to it, we'll change it. There's no ambiguity. Brother Yun, the anesthesia is done. The thoracic and laparoscopic equipment are all ready. You can go and brush your hands. "
Lao He kept dealing with it. He was so skilled at changing the topic.
Su Yun knew Lao He's temper, so he only nagged for a while. He turned around and asked, "Boss, you do the laparoscopic surgery."
He said it with such certainty that Zheng Ren could not refuse.
Zheng Ren's idea was to do the thoracic surgery himself and let Su Yun do the laparoscopic surgery. After all, the abdominal cavity was just inflating and pressurizing. There was no technical difficulty.
However, Su Yun was obviously very interested in thoracic surgery. He was even to the extent that he did not hesitate to drive the boss aside.
The surgery was not difficult, so there should not be any mistakes. Zheng Ren did not insist.
"Okay, disinfect and lay out the sheet," Zheng Ren said.
Su Yun was in a good mood. Hao Yunlai's singing did not seem to be so unpleasant to listen to.
After brushing his hands, disinfecting and laying out the sheet, Su Yun stood in the surgeon's position without any hesitation and squeezed Fang Lin to the side.
There was no need for Lao He to remind him. When he needed it the most, he began single-cavity ventilation. The left lung was deflated. The surgical field of the thoracoscope looked too perfect.
Zheng Ren aimed at the screen of the thoracoscope. Soon, Su Yun found the location of the endometriosis.
On the surface, it looked a little different from the spontaneous pneumothorax caused by the rupture of an ordinary bulla of the lung, but it was not big.
No wonder Shao Jinghe did not realize what was happening.
Su Yun's side expanded to the position of the leakage. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zheng Ren inserted the laparoscope and began to carry out a pneumoperitoneum.
Normally speaking, a pneumoperitoneum was to create surgical space for the surgeon. However, the purpose of the pneumoperitoneum this time was to increase the abdominal pressure so that he could find the location of the rupture of the diaphragm.
Although Zheng Ren knew the location in the operating theater, it was still better to be careful.
At first, the pressure was not too high. After Su Yun cut off the lesion of the endometriosis, sutured it, and filled the chest with warm saline, Zheng Ren began to apply pressure.
Sure enough, as expected, when Zheng Ren began to apply pressure, bubbles began to appear on the screen of the thoracoscope.
A small channel was opened up by the pressure at a weak spot in the diaphragm.
Shao Jinghe stood at the back and was dumbfounded. If not for the fact that it was a higher-level hospital, he would not have thought of such a godly operation.
After finding the location, everything else became extremely simple.
After locally strengthening the suture of the diaphragm and making sure that there was no more leakage, Zheng Ren removed the laparoscope and began to close the abdomen. Su Yun carefully looked for all kinds of possible problems, cleaning up the pus on the surface of the lungs and diaphragm.
Twenty minutes later, the surgery was over. A new chest bottle was changed and Su Yun happily left the operating table.
"Fang Lin, learn a little," Su Yun said.
The pride in his words could no longer be described with words.
Zheng Ren felt that the only thing that could really make Su Yun happy was the thoracic surgery.
"Boss, the surgery was done beautifully, right?" Su Yun continued to show off to Zheng Ren.
"Beautiful. Lao He's anesthesia is also good," Zheng Ren said lightly.
Lao He's face bloomed into a withered chrysanthemum.
"You guys are busy. We'll go down first." Zheng Ren turned around and left the operating theater, casually saying goodbye.
"This surgery is interesting. Do you want to take a look at the right side of the chest?" Su Yun suggested.
"Let's talk about it later. Opening up the chest on both sides at the same time, the trauma is still a little big, and …" Zheng Ren was speaking when he heard an abnormal sound.
"Bang …"
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