Zheng Ren first told Wen Xiaonuan that the surgery had been a success. Then, he explained the process. Looking at her slightly nervous expression, Zheng Ren also knew that words of comfort alone were not enough to change her mind.
Only when Little Shitou was safely transferred out of the ICU would Wen Xiaonuan be at ease.
There were still patients in the ward who needed surgery today. Zheng Ren did not chat much with her and hurried off to perform the surgery.
The next day, Zheng Ren arrived at the hospital early in the morning. He stood in front of the ICU bed and saw Little Shitou when his phone rang.
"Chief Luo, you're looking for me so early. What's wrong?" Zheng Ren said with a smile.
Little Shitou had not been extubated yet because he was undergoing neck surgery to prevent any capillaries from rupturing and bleeding, causing a local hematoma to compress the airway and eventually leading to death. Thus, he had to wear the ventilator for a period of time.
As Zheng Ren answered Chief Luo's call, he looked at Little Stone's various monitoring values. Seeing that they were stable as usual, he was slightly happy.
"Oh, okay. I'm seeing the patient in the ICU. I'll be there in a while. Please wait for me," Zheng Ren said quickly.
"It's so early. What can Director Luo do?" Su Yun asked with a frown.
"One patient ate the fish bone … It's the fish bone with the fish bone," Zheng Ren said. "The fish bone was stuck up and couldn't be removed."
"You can even eat such a big piece?" Su Yun was not surprised. He could not see anything in the hospital, so this was not a big deal at all.
Zheng Ren put his phone into the pocket of his white coat and carefully looked at every value on the ventilator, monitor, and micropump.
Zheng Ren looked at Little Rock as his small hand moved in front of his eyes.
Seeing him open his eyes slightly, she gently clicked twice.
"Lie down properly. You'll be able to talk after two to three days," Zheng Ren said softly.
However, Little Shitou shook his head slightly and clicked his eyes twice.
Because there was a tube in his airway, even if he tried to speak, he could only make meaningless sounds. Moreover, doing so would cause the airway resistance to increase, and the ventilator would alarm, and the medical staff would have to deal with it accordingly.
Zheng Ren was a little puzzled. He quickly recalled the various values. Little Stone's surgery had been very successful. The 10% increase in the Scholar ability had played a crucial role in the surgery's completion rate.
His recovery speed was faster than that of a patient with a 100% completion rate!
I can't let anything happen to me. What is Little Shitou doing? Generally speaking, most patients who had problems with ventilator assisted breathing after surgery would have difficulty breathing due to sputum blocking the airway.
He had just taken a look, and the value of the ventilator was very stable and normal. It did not seem like there was a large amount of sputum in the airway.
However, he still took out a ballpoint pen from his pocket and waved it at Little Rock.
Little Shitou tried his best to smile, indicating that this was what he meant. However, there was a tube in his mouth and his expression was a little stiff.
He passed the ballpoint pen to him, took a piece of A4 paper, and found something to pad it under.
His skinny, withered hand held a pen and began to write on the A4 paper with distorted characters.
He had seen many people express their thoughts in writing after surgery, but only half of them succeeded in doing so due to the lack of strength and uncomfortable posture after surgery. And this kind of success mostly depended on guessing.
The patient lying on the hospital bed was like a child who had just learned how to speak. It was as if his life had begun anew.
[Don't be calm.]
Little Shitou wrote these four words on the A4 paper and then put down the pen. These four simple words had already exhausted all of his strength.
Zheng Ren was stunned for a moment. Did he look calm after the surgery was done well? Or … No, could it be that he did not want to use sedatives?
Endurance was a big problem.
If there was a foreign object in the respiratory tract, the patient would naturally fall into a state of near-death after waking up from general anesthesia. Of course, this kind of near-death state was only imagined in the hazy state before the anesthetic was completely metabolized.
However, many patients could not bear the fact that there was a tube in their respiratory tract even when they were fully awake.
Zheng Ren then remembered that he had once encountered a dirty anesthesiologist in the operating theater who had driven a car into the air.
"Little Rock, are you not allowed to use sedatives?" Su Yun asked from the side.
When Zheng Ren heard Su Yun's words, he immediately threw all distracting thoughts to the back of his mind.
Little Rock blinked, indicating that it was true.
"Can you take it?" Zheng Ren asked.
This time, Little Rock did not move. He just obediently lay on the hospital bed, the muscles in his limbs beginning to relax. The values of the ventilator and monitor were normal, and there was only the sound of the machine running, not the shrill alarm.
He was using his actions to show that there would be no problem.
"Okay, then there's no need for sedatives." Zheng Ren stood beside Little Rock's bed and said, "The surgery was very successful. I estimate that he can be extubated in another 48 hours and transferred back to the general ward."
Little Rock opened his eyes and raised his left hand slightly. There was a clip on his fingertips for monitoring blood oxygen saturation, connected to a line.
Zheng Ren did not bump fists with him. Instead, he held the small, cold hand and said, "Rest well. I'll see you after the surgery in the morning."
The small, cold hand moved in Zheng Ren's hand. After that, Zheng Ren told the ICU chief resident on duty some things to take note of and left the ICU.
"Little Rock is good. Your surgery … Boss, why do I feel that he recovered faster than I expected?" Su Yun asked.
"Because you were the one who set up the stage," Zheng Ren said perfunctorily.
"Right, I think so too." Su Yun smiled and said, "In foreign countries, basically all major surgeries only require two people to perform. You were very wise in this surgery and didn't find anyone else. It's enough with just the two of us. "
Zheng Ren was a little surprised. Did he take it seriously? Or was he just chatting casually?
However, Zheng Ren did not take what Su Yun was thinking seriously. He began to think about the patient Chief Luo mentioned in his mind.
"The fish bone is stuck in the esophagus. The patient on Chief Luo's side is very troublesome," Zheng Ren said.
"Of course. Chief Mao Chi has to dry and grind the fish bones into powder before they can be used. This time, he ate it directly. What do you think happened? "
"It might be a dry fried fish. He ate it directly and didn't chew it carefully."
"Oh, Boss, you actually know about dry fried fish," Su Yun said as he took off his sterile clothes. "I always thought that you were above the mortal world, high and mighty, looking down on the mortal world from a bird's eye view."
"Don't talk nonsense. From what Chief Luo said, there are barbs. They have already grabbed the fish bone, but they can't be pulled out from the esophagus."
"Are you sure? The esophagus wall is so thick. As long as there's nothing wrong with their brains, they won't operate violently. If they're not careful, the first thing to come out might not be the fish bone. " Su Yun blew at his forehead, and the black hair on his forehead fluttered. "A mouthful of blood sprayed out from the gastroscope. There was no chance of saving him."
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