Zheng Ren sat in the operating cabin day and night to practice.
When the part of the [Distance Makes Beauty] mission that was related to him was completed, he still did not stop. The 500 Energy points provided durability. To Zheng Ren, this was just a starting point, definitely not the end.
Less than three hours after he completed the mission, the completion rate of the continuous mission had already become 5/100.
Su Yun's talent was really unparalleled. Zheng Ren was also very convinced of this.
He was a cheat. Su Yun … If talent was also considered a cheat, he should also have a very big cheat.
With a genius chasing behind him, Zheng Ren felt that his running speed seemed to have increased a little.
Every day, he performed surgeries, practiced surgeries, and went to chat with Little Stone. His days were very peaceful.
Little Stone's condition was still considered stable. He took his medicine on time every day. Zheng Ren visited him three times a day. His body was gradually recovering.
Although his blood oxygen saturation was not very perfect, Zheng Ren felt that after the abnormal situation and targeted treatment, Berta's reaction was world-class. He had no reason to ask for more.
Two days later, the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery was ready. This was a live broadcast of the surgery. Zheng Ren specially practiced until eight o 'clock the first night before pulling Su Yun home.
The laparoscopic gallbladder cancer surgery was not difficult, but it was definitely not easy either. Zheng Ren wanted to maintain sufficient energy and stamina to face it.
Unlike the 3D printed simulation, he was facing a living person in the live broadcast of the surgery. He could not afford to be careless.
The surgery was still scheduled to start at 1: 30 pm.
The surgery went smoothly. Disinfection, sterile sheets, establishing a pneumoperitoneum, and laparoscopic forceps were used to peel off the tumor tissue bit by bit. Zheng Ren did it in an orderly manner. Su Yun's level of holding the mirror could be said to be at the peak. The two did not communicate with each other during the silent surgery. Only the song of good luck floated in the operating theater.
"Lao He!"
Halfway through the surgery, the door of the operating theater opened and an anesthesiologist shouted in a hurry.
"Huh?" Lao He was a little unhappy. This was a live broadcast of the surgery. If he was called so loudly, what if Boss Zheng was shocked and made a mistake during the surgery?
However, after taking a look, Boss Zheng was still like a stone. He would not be moved even if the sky fell down and focused on the surgery.
"Second Hand, there's a problem with the intubation. Chief Xu wants you to take a look," the anesthesiologist said in a hurry.
Isn't Director Xu here? Why do I still have to go … Lao He had no choice but to stand up and run over in a hurry.
His assistant was there, and his assistant would take care of him during the surgery, so he should be fine. But it didn't seem good to leave for too long. Lao He hesitated and ran to the second hand.
A group of people were busy talking inside, and the operating room was filled with a somber atmosphere.
Something f * cking happened. Lao He immediately took a glance. The laryngoscope was placed on the side. It was obvious that the laryngoscope had been used, but the tube still could not be inserted. ,
Lao He's heart tightened and he was a little nervous.
The patient was given oxygen through a mask, and Chief Xu stood by the side with a solemn expression.
"Optical Rod Equipment!" Lao He didn't need anyone to tell him. He knew why Chief Xu had asked him to come.
He was the best in the Department of Anesthesiology when it came to tracheal intubation guided by a light stick. This was all thanks to … his terrible luck. In order to avoid accidents that would lead to anesthesia accidents and the patient would die on the operating table, Lao He had specially learned this technique and practiced it for a long time.
Although the technique of guiding intubation with a light stick was not very difficult, the subtlety showed that even Department Chief Xu could not compare to him.
Lao He stood at the side of the patient's head, and an anesthesiologist handed over the light stick guiding device.
The patient's neck had already been padded with a small cushion, making it easier for the patient to open his mouth and make the intubation a little easier.
After using the anesthetic, the patient's breathing became weaker and weaker. Lao He felt a little flustered.
He moved forward and gently lifted the patient's chin, increasing the distance between the upper and lower incisors. When he was about to guide the light stick, he suddenly said in a deep voice, "Call Boss Zheng here! Six hands! "
When such an 'accident' occurred, they had to find the most awesome person to hold the fort. Chief Xu tried the laryngoscope, but it turned out that it did not work. That was why he asked Lao He to use the light stick to guide the tracheal intubation.
Without Boss Zheng by his side, Lao He felt uncertain.
It did not matter even if the surgery was being broadcasted live. In the face of an unexpected situation, those were all small matters.
After Lao He finished shouting, he immediately held the handle of the light stick with a pen and gently inserted the light stick with the tracheal catheter into the deep part of the laryngeal cavity along the natural arc of the laryngeal cavity.
At the same time, he rotated the light stick clockwise by 15-20 degrees. The goal was to make the bright spot at the tip of the light stick appear at the level deeper than the thyroid cartilage, in the gap between the trachea and the muscle.
Then, Lao He gently rotated in the counterclockwise direction and withdrew the light stick at the same time.
This series of actions was done quite skillfully. It took less than five seconds. If it were anyone else, they would probably still be trying to insert the light stick into the patient's throat.
Lao He was fully focused on the operation because this was the most critical step.
When the resistance of the counterclockwise rotation disappeared, the light could usually illuminate the trachea for an instant. At this time, he maintained the position of the tip of the light stick and slightly rotated clockwise and counterclockwise back and forth to find the best position to illuminate the trachea.
Lao He had done more than ten similar emergency cases. Every time he operated in front of him, he would see the beam of light that illuminated the trachea.
However, 0.2 seconds later, Lao He was disappointed.
He did not even dare to blink, afraid that he would miss the best position. Even so, he still did not see the illuminated trachea.
If he could not see the trachea, naturally, there was no series of steps to gently send the light stick forward by 2-3cm across the vocal cord. His right hand fixed the light stick, his left hand loosened his jaw, and he held the catheter to send the light stick forward into the trachea.
The tracheal intubation guided by the light stick also failed.
"Chief Xu, I can't see it. I can't see it at all," Lao He said in a hurry as he raised his head.
What the f * ck!
Lao He wanted to try again when he saw Boss Zheng stride in.
"What's the situation?"
"The tracheal intubation failed after the induction of anesthesia. We tried the laryngoscope and the light stick, but it didn't work," Chief Xu said in a hurry.
Zheng Ren was still wearing the live broadcast device of the surgery, but he did not realize this.
Combined with Chief Xu's description and the System's panel, Zheng Ren knew the basic situation in the shortest time possible.
The patient's airway resistance increased sharply, the airway peak pressure was 38 to 45 mmHg, the SpO2 dropped to about 70%, HR112 times/min, and BP150/76 mmHg. General anesthesia induced bronchospasm during the intubation period was considered.
"Mask and respirator, double pressurized assisted ventilation!" Zheng Ren said in a deep voice. "Prepare the tracheotomy kit."
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