Chief Qiu was dumbfounded.
MD！ Why hadn't he met such an amazing young man before? If he could meet such a person, he would definitely treat him as a disciple and hold him in the palm of his hands, waiting to take over his position.
"The patient's airway is probably malformed. Be careful." Chief Qiu saw Su Yun holding the tracheal intubation kit and immediately reminded him.
"Hey, Chief Qiu, you have a lot of clinical experience." Su Yun said in surprise, "It's very likely that patients with jaw malformations have airway malformations. You know that too."
Chief Qiu did not know whether to laugh or cry. Was he being praised by a young doctor for having a lot of clinical experience?
However, he immediately realized that Doctor Su actually knew about it! He had encountered several mistakes in inserting tubes into the esophagus over the years and came up with this conclusion after constantly summing up. He did not expect Doctor Su to know about it too.
"Tidal volume of 500ml, breathing rate of 12 breaths per minute."
While Chief Qiu was still in a daze, he heard Su Yun's voice. It's done? This speed was quite fast, no slower than Chief Qiu's.
Chief Qiu immediately adjusted the value of the ventilator. As soon as he got started, he felt comfortable all over.
It was very comfortable to work with an expert. What he was worried about did not happen at all. Last night, Chief Qiu had been thinking about inviting Boss Zheng to the operating table today. However, a while ago, when the hospital director was working on-site, he had just slammed the table and scolded all the chief surgeons. He had personally set the rules.
It was not even the New Year and he was already breaking the rules.
It was fine if it was a normal surgery, but the large left atrium with mitral valve insufficiency needed to be replaced. Many people in the hospital were watching.
This was a slap in the face!
He wanted to curry favor with Boss Zheng, but he did not want to go too far and cause public outrage in the hospital. He could only do everything by himself. Chief Qiu was worried that something would happen, so he arranged for a very good anesthesiologist to stand outside the operating room. As long as Chief Qiu shouted, the anesthesiologist would rush in to help.
If there was an accident, the people in the surgery department would not have time to trouble him.
Everything was well planned, but the reality surprised Chief Qiu and made him extremely happy. It was really good to work with Doctor Su. He did everything quickly and was comparable to the best anesthesiologist.
As expected of a skill that was practiced on mice. However, if he anesthetized the mice, what about the ventilator? Was he going to use his hands to squeeze the rubber ball?
Chief Qiu entered a sage moment and immediately began to daydream.
"Boss, give me a hand. Don't just stand there like a statue." Su Yun used the echocardiogram probe to look for blood vessels and said, "Why don't we go back and pour concrete into a sculpture and place it in the operating theater? Speaking of which, I'm not lucky enough to come to that lousy song when I'm having surgery. Why do I feel so empty? "
Zheng Ren smiled and turned around to help.
Chief Qiu subconsciously wanted to take a peek, but his angle was blocked by Su Yun. The ventilator was next to him.
"Chief Qiu, you can adjust the ventilator," Zheng Ren said. "My ultrasound skills are not bad."
Under the guidance of ultrasound, a three-lumen venous catheter was placed through the right internal jugular vein to monitor CVP. The initial CVP was 10mmHg.
The operation itself was not difficult. Boss Zheng did it cleanly and without any sloppiness. While Director Qiu was in a daze, the first CVP test was completed.
"Monitor PETCO2, BIS, nasal cavity temperature and rectal temperature. It's time to spread the warm carpet, right? "Zheng Ren asked in a deep voice.
"Yes." The circulating nurse was a little busy. Today, the chief had brought two unfamiliar faces to the stage. She thought that they were interns. There was a young man who was quite handsome. The circulating nurse was prepared to carefully size him up when she was free.
She did not expect these two people's standards to be very high. They were clear all the way and spoke simply and straightforwardly. It was obvious that they were anesthesiologists.
Now, they were even asking about her becoming a warm carpet.
"1% to 1.5% sevoflurane inhalation, propofol and sufentanil injection to maintain anesthesia," Zheng Ren took off his gloves and said casually.
"Okay." Chief Qiu immediately agreed.
Before the stage even started, Chief Qiu had already become an assistant. Zheng Ren naturally took over the leadership of the anesthesia and did not feel that anything was wrong.
Zheng Ren had never had any idea in this regard. When he first arrived at the 912 and encountered a patient with malignant high fever, he directly ordered Chief Xu of the anesthesiology department to squat down and look at the urine volume. In the emergency department, even the Heavenly King could not do it if he was anxious. He did not care who was who.
The stage had not started yet, but he subconsciously felt that he was the king in this room. Everything had to be under his control.
He was like a lion inspecting his territory, not allowing others to interfere.
Chief Qiu did not think about Boss Zheng at all. All of this was as it should be. Whether it was the Nobel Prize or everything he had experienced yesterday, they all silently explained this point.
"Chief Qiu, thank you for your trouble today."
Soon, two middle-aged doctors walked into the operating theater and greeted Chief Qiu.
"It's no trouble at all. If you guys do the surgery steadily and quickly, it would be a great help to me," Chief Qiu said. "I still have something to do in the afternoon. Can you finish it in five to six hours?"
"Chief Qiu, we definitely want to finish the battle in an hour, but the situation doesn't allow it." The younger assistant was a little mischievous. He joked with Chief Qiu. "We're not Boss Zheng. Speaking of which, a few days ago, I saw Boss Zheng perform a second valve replacement surgery. He did really well."
"What Boss Zheng? Don't talk nonsense," the older surgeon said. "Focus on the surgery. Don't always think about going to the 912 to study."
"Hey."
Chief Qiu glanced at Zheng Ren from the corner of his eye. Seeing that Boss Zheng did not seem to have heard the invisible flattery just now, he felt curious. Moreover, Boss Zheng did not have a trace of emotion. He could not tell if he liked this kind of words or not. He did not continue to mention that Boss Zheng was in this operating room.
These two doctors usually watched the live broadcast of Xinglin Garden's surgeries. They would not say anything to make Boss Zheng unhappy. Chief Qiu was sure of this.
The more invisible flattery, the better. Who did not like to hear something nice? Chief Qiu made up his mind and did not reveal Boss Zheng's identity.
"Yo, the assistant has changed? Are the two of you here to study? Or are you a doctor brought by Chief Qiu? "The assistant and the junior doctor who had come up to send the patient began to position the patient and chatted casually.
It seemed that this person's habit was also to chat during the surgery to relieve his nervous mood.
"Uh …" Chief Qiu did not know what Boss Zheng meant. He looked at Zheng Ren with a pleading gaze.
"We're from a foreign hospital to visit. Chief Qiu brought us to watch the surgery and broaden our horizons." Zheng Ren narrowed his eyes and expressed his goodwill.
"Visit? Then you've come at a good time. There aren't many people in the country who can perform such a major surgery, "the assistant said with a smile." Only our chief dares to try. "
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