[I'm speechless. I wonder if the god is looking for a disciple.]
[Please tell me which hospital the god is in. I can't resist the urge to study there.]
[The fifty-meter scalpel is thirsty. I'm going to the operating table now. Everyone, wait for my good news.]
In Xinglin Garden, the live broadcast room was flooded with comments of 666.
There was nothing new after that. Similar to the suturing of a skin incision surgery, the battle was concluded in two to three minutes.
Only a few people stared at the host surgeon's operation through the bullet screen in distress. They were veterans of the live broadcast room and had seen the use of biogel to adhere the fat layer, afraid of missing out on anything.
However, what happened next was very plain, completely according to what was written in the textbook. There was not the slightest deviation.
If there was anything different, it would be that the host surgeon in the live broadcast room was very stable. Every step was very clear, and his intentions were clear.
A surgery with a 9.5 difficulty rating had been completed without any hiccups. Many people did not understand the main point.
Even though they were attending physicians and deputy chief physicians who had more or less performed dozens or even hundreds of surgeries, only a few of them could understand the main point.
"He doesn't even have an assistant. Who's holding the mirror?" Chief Surgeon Liu shut his eyes tightly, afraid to see a trace of Zheng Ren's operation. He mumbled to himself, unable to understand it no matter how hard he tried.
Holding the mirror meant that the assistant had to help the host surgeon adjust the field of vision and range of the endoscope. It was the same as the assistant retracting the retractor in a general incision surgery, but it was more important.
At least there was an automatic retractor and other equipment without a retractor.
However, the endoscope was not fixed and could not keep up with the host surgeon's operation, which would affect the surgery process.
Chief Surgeon Liu could not understand how Zheng Ren, who did not even have an assistant, could complete an LC surgery in just over ten minutes.
Cen Meng was stunned when he heard Chief Surgeon Liu's mumbling. He took out his phone and sent a WeChat message.
Soon, there was a reply.
Cen Meng smiled bitterly when he saw the message. Without an assistant, the scrub nurse, Xie Yiren, was the one holding the mirror …
He finished an LC surgery just like that?
Yes, he finished it just like that.
Although there were only three incisions less than one centimeter in diameter, Zheng Ren habitually used absorbable sutures for continuous subcutaneous sutures.
"Chief Zheng, do you have obsessive-compulsive disorder?" Xie Yiren was amused as she packed up the surgical tools.
This kind of incision only required acupuncture with a needle, a number seven thread or a number four thread, but Zheng Ren would rather spend more effort on continuous sutures.
"Hehe, I always want it to be perfect." Zheng Ren laughed.
At the top right of his vision, the surgery was 100% completion.
Zheng Ren was very satisfied.
The intensive surgery training in the System was very effective. to.
. Zheng Ren knew how difficult this surgery. However, he had performed many surgeries. In the operating theater of the System, he had performed no less than a hundred such extremely difficult surgeries.
It was just that he was familiar with it, that was all.
At the end of the operation, the patient was awakened from general anesthesia. The patient was carried away and the removed gallbladder was sent for pathology.
The patient's family members, who were waiting anxiously at the door, sat on hard plastic chairs, feeling restless.
The patient was... after a. "Zhang" Su, "Patient", "Doctor.," "for for" "anto say," Wang " "Zhang" he "" for he, he, "to" "" "" "" "" "" to "for". "to to to."
Very soon, the other side gave an answer. It was very difficult to perform this kind of cholecystitis surgery. In particular, the B-ultrasound indicated that the gallbladder wall was edematous, indicating that it had been stimulated by inflammation for many days.
The patient's son's mood immediately turned gloomy.
"It can't be helped. Acute toxic liver injury is the most common complication. Antibiotics can't completely avoid it. I met a patient who drank pesticide and had severe liver damage. He kept using antibiotics, but in the end, he developed mold and secondary cholecystitis, "the classmate nagged on WeChat.
It looked like she was trying to persuade the patient's son, but it added one big stone after another to his heart.
"You should've told me earlier. If you drove to my place, the surgery's success rate would've increased by at least thirty percent. This kind of surgery required patient stripping of the adhesion tissue. It would take at least three hours to get off the stage, and this did not include the time of anesthesia and the time of consciousness. If I add everything up, it will take four to five hours. Don't worry. "
Another stab.
"Also, I don't think it's possible for the laparoscopy to be completed. There's a high chance that the doctor will ask you to sign a new form and switch to an open surgery."
On the other side, the classmate replied with another message.
People who studied medicine and worked in the medical field generally had low emotional intelligence and were very direct with their words, similar to the patient's son's classmate.
At this point, the door of the operating theater opened and Zheng Ren appeared at the door with a surgical trolley.
The patient's son quickly put his phone away, feeling a wave of apprehension in his heart. He rushed over as fast as he could.
"Chief Zheng, do you want me to sign? Did the surgery not go well and you want to switch to an open surgery? "the patient's son asked anxiously, not even noticing the stretcher trolley behind Zheng Ren.
"The surgery went well," Zheng Ren said. "Do you want to see the gallbladder?"
"…" Went well? The patient's son was a little confused.
How long had he been in the operating theater? It seemed to be less than an hour. There was also the time of anesthesia and the time of consciousness. His classmate had told him about these things, but what about the four to five hours?
Zheng Ren saw that the patient's son was a little confused. He stood there in a daze, not saying a word or moving the patient.
"What's wrong? Come and give me a hand, "Zheng Ren said.
"Uh …" The patient's son woke up slightly and asked worriedly, "Is the adhesion very serious?"
"Yes, the adhesion is very serious."
"Then how did you do it so quickly?" The more he asked, the more uncertain the patient's son became. Could it be that the surgery was difficult and they immediately closed the abdomen? This kind of rumor spread far and wide, and many people had heard of it.
"Is there a relationship between the difficulty and the slow time?" Zheng Ren pushed the surgical trolley and said, "Go call the elevator."
The patient's son hurriedly called the elevator and came back to pull the trolley in front to control the direction.
He was a little confused. Should the surgery not be difficult, so it should be done slowly? Why was Doctor Zheng's explanation different from his understanding?
The surgery was done too quickly. The family and friends who had received the news were still on the way, but the patient had already been sent back to the ward.
After returning, Zheng Ren saw that the patient's vital signs were stable on the ECG monitor, so he returned to the doctor's office to give medical advice.
The patient's son only left the operating theater when other family members arrived. He wanted to see how the gallbladder was cut.
After explaining the purpose of his visit, the operating theater nurse took out the gallbladder in a contaminated basin.
A slender gallbladder tissue was placed inside. The surface was smooth, and the pus had been cleanly separated and placed aside.
The patient's son was relieved to see that there was no blood on it. For an ordinary person, bleeding was a big deal. No bleeding meant the surgery was a success. He took a photo as a souvenir.
Just as he was about to return to the ward, his WeChat rang.
He opened it and saw that it was his classmate.
"Don't worry. Sea City's medical standards are average, but removing a gallbladder is not a problem," his classmate comforted him with a tone that made people's hair stand on end.
"The surgery is done. Everything went smoothly." The patient's son replied with a message.
"!!!!" His classmate typed five exclamation marks in a row.
"It's true." The patient's son sent the photo he had just taken.
The gallbladder, pus, and connective tissue were all clear.
Usually, pathological specimens would not have pus at all. Due to the stripping process, the pus would be broken into strips and could not be sent back.
However, the photo showed that the pus and connective tissue had been completely removed and placed next to the gallbladder. The gallbladder was clean and the anatomical level was clear.
"When did Sea City have such an amazing doctor?" his classmate exclaimed in WeChat.
If he had not seen it with his own eyes, he would not have believed that someone could remove the gallbladder so cleanly.
The patient's son felt a sense of pride when he saw his classmate's reply.
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