"It's okay. It's a small surgery. It won't be a problem." Zheng Ren narrowed his eyes and gave the patient a smile to comfort him.
"I was scared when I saw you cough up so much blood." The patient lay on the bed in the operating theater and looked at the shadowless lamp that was not turned on. He was nervous and wanted to say something.
If he did not say something at this time, it would really be too embarrassing and scary.
Especially when he thought about coughing twice and spitting out mouthfuls of blood, his expression became even worse.
"Why didn't you go to see it at the beginning?" Zheng Ren chatted with the patient.
"I coughed up a little blood a few years ago. I thought it was because the weather was dry, causing the capillaries to burst and bleed a little," the patient said. "This time, I was scared out of my wits. Doctor, you have to save me."
"Don't worry, it's not a big problem," Zheng Ren said gently. "I'll do a small examination for you later. I'll use a tracheoscope to look at the situation in your lungs. If you feel uncomfortable, tell me immediately. "
"Doctor, it doesn't hurt, right?"
"It won't hurt," Zheng Ren said nonsense. "I'll just take a look. Do you think it will hurt?"
"Really?" The patient was doubtful.
"Really. Do you usually pay attention to your health? What I mean is, if there's a problem, go to the hospital. Don't stay at home. "Zheng Ren changed the topic and tried to make the patient forget the fear of the upcoming surgery.
Although it was not much use, it was still better than doing nothing.
"Be careful. I have to walk fast for 30 minutes every day and walk backwards for 10 minutes," the patient said.
Soon, everyone came back wearing masks.
When Su Yun heard the patient say so, he said with a smile, "Walking backwards is also a kind of exercise. It can strengthen muscle strength and improve balance. Moreover, it's good for the recovery of knee diseases and preventing anterior cruciate ligament injuries."
"I guess so." The patient was a little happy. The doctor from the 912 had acknowledged his exercise method, so it must be right.
"However, I still suggest that you don't walk backwards by yourself. If that's the case, you don't know what you'll step on in the next second." Su Yun laughed.
Lao He turned on the stereo. Hao Yunlai's singing drifted and became the background music.
After administering the medicine and calming the pain, Zheng Ren began to perform the tracheoscope.
Lao He was the most nervous. Once there was a problem with the tracheoscope, the emergency treatment would depend on the anesthesiologist's level.
However, Boss Zheng was still very reliable. Everything that Lao He was worried about did not happen.
Zheng Ren's subordinates used the freezing technique methodically. Every part of the freezing process was almost perfect. After half an hour of preparation, he finally used the foreign object forceps to carefully remove the frozen foreign object.
"Sterile sheets!" Zheng Ren said in a deep voice.
Xie Yiren immediately appeared beside him with a blue sterile surgical drape.
The moment the forceps came out, he placed it on the sterile surgical drapes. Xie Yiren then wrapped the foreign object, placed it in the pathology bucket at the side, and wrote the relevant information.
"Put it at the vent of the patient," Zheng Ren said.
"Okay." Xie Yiren carried the pathology bucket out.
"There's not much smell," Su Yun judged.
"Get ready to take off the stent." Zheng Ren did not explain. He stood up and went to put on his lead apron and brush his hands.
Lao He had long been standing inside in a lead apron. He also felt that Boss Zheng was making a mountain out of a molehill.
Although the foreign object taken out was quickly disposed of by Xie Yiren, it was not as terrifying as Boss Zheng had described.
Perhaps Boss Zheng was too nervous, Lao He thought to himself.
Then, Zheng Ren began to intervene with the bronchial stent.
Lin Yuan was curious. When she saw Su Yun wearing a lead apron on stage, she asked Xie Yiren for a pair of forceps. Like a thief, she 'slipped' out of the operating room.
She felt all the way to the ventilation room where the pathological items were placed and pondered over the foreign object that had just been taken out.
Doctors who had just entered the clinic were full of curiosity about everything, like children.
When she was in the United States, Lin Yuan did not dare to do anything that her teacher did not allow her to do.
However, Boss Zheng was kind. As long as it did not affect the diagnosis, treatment, and surgery, it did not matter if it was a little out of line. Lin Yuan had already seen this point clearly, so she ignored Boss Zheng's words that no one was allowed to look at it.
Lin Yuan looked at the radiographic films and could confirm that it was a bronchial foreign body. However, if she were to choose the treatment method, cutting the lung was probably the best choice.
She wanted to see what the foreign body was that Boss Zheng was facing as if he was facing a formidable enemy.
As for placing a stent on the bronchus, it was not difficult. Lin Yuan was not curious about it.
When she came to the ventilated pathology room, a smell assaulted her nostrils. All kinds of pathological specimens emitted different smells. When mixed together, it was very pungent.
Lin Yuan frowned and put on sterile gloves. She held the oval forceps in her hand and found the pathology bucket that had just been delivered.
Opening the lid, there was a blue sterile sheet inside.
Xie Yiren had wrapped three layers, but Lin Yuan felt that there was no need at all. The people in the medical team were really too much. Shouldn't they be concerned about what the foreign body was? As for the smell … It was not a big deal.
They must have been obedient to Boss Zheng for too long, so as long as Boss Zheng said anything, they would not object.
This was wrong!
Lin Yuan thought to herself.
In the medical team, she always had to express her own opinion. This way, she could try to avoid all risks.
She randomly found reasons for herself to cover up her curiosity.
One layer … Two layers … Three layers …
The moment she opened the blue sterile sheet, Lin Yuan felt a stinging pain in her eyes.
Did her eyelashes fall into her eyes? Her eyelashes were too long. Occasionally, they would fall into her eyes. This was the trouble of long-lashed beauties.
Lin Yuan did not care and narrowed her eyes to look at the foreign body.
One hand was fixed on the edge of the foreign body, and the oval forceps gently separated the abscesses and granulation growth attached to the foreign body.
A rotten chili appeared in front of Lin Yuan.
F * ck … It was actually a chili!
After a few years, the chili had mostly rotted, but because it was wrapped and mechanized, there were still some traces of it.
Tsk tsk, the chili could enter the respiratory tract. How did the patient do it?
Lin Yuan felt that the smell in the ventilated storage room … was not bad. However, the stinging pain in her eyes was getting worse. Usually, when eyelashes fell into her eyes, it was mostly one eye that hurt.
But this time, it was very strange. Both eyes actually hurt.
Her eyes narrowed into slits as she looked at the rotten chili seriously, thinking about how it entered the respiratory tract.
Suddenly laughing while eating? Or was it because she ate too much at once, causing …
Lin Yuan felt dizzy as he thought about it. It was as if his thoughts had been fixed by some powerful force.
Uh … No …
Lin Yuan still found the problem. The rotten chili, the organic matter, and the thick juice should contain poisonous gases such as sulfur dioxide.
She immediately tried to cover the pathology bucket.
However, her hands were sore and her mind was spinning.
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