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Chapter 613

Words:2017Update:22/06/27 09:07:10

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The chief resident of the thoracic surgery department, Cao Guozhen, and the circulating nurse who took the blood came to the emergency operating theater together.

When they entered the door, Cao Guozhen said, "Chief Zheng, our side has also been cut open. We came a little late."

"You don't have to come if you're late," Su Yun said coldly.

The surgery went relatively smoothly. Su Yun knew in his heart, so he had the time and the mood to criticize Cao Guozhen.

Cao Guozhen was speechless.

He took a closer look. In the abdominal cavity, Zheng Ren had already sutured the ruptured colon.

Cao Guozhen took a glance and was shocked to see that the liver was still in tatters after the suture.

"Chief Zheng, can this liver still be kept?" Cao Guozhen asked softly.

"There's no other way. This is the best we can do. We can't cut it all off. The liver's self-regeneration ability is very strong. Now it seems that there's a 50% chance of recovery. "Zheng Ren was also a little helpless.

"After that?"

"In a while, use biological protein glue, sprinkle hemostatic powder, and cover with hemostatic gauze." Zheng Ren already had a full set of ideas.

When he heard that so many things were used together, Cao Guozhen knew that the patient's injury was more serious than he had imagined.

"How's the patient on your side?" Zheng Ren took a look through the System panel below. The other patient had serious chest injuries, so he pulled this patient onto the stage and threw the other to the thoracic surgery department.

"Sternum fracture, multiple rib fractures on both sides, and both lungs ruptured," Cao Guozhen said. "The patient is lucky. The sternum pierced a hole in the pericardium but did not damage the heart muscle."

Uh … This was indeed lucky. If it had pierced the heart, he would have died on the highway.

"The chief is performing surgery. He asked me to come down and take a look." Cao Guozhen was still relatively simple and honest. Moreover, their previous cooperation was considered pleasant.

Cao Guozhen remembered that the emergency department had cleared landmines for the thoracic surgery department.

"Oh." Zheng Ren glanced at Su Yun's side and said, "Chief Cao, my side is almost done. Are you ready to go on the other side?"

"If necessary," Cao Guozhen said.

"Then please help me warm the blood bag," Zheng Ren said. Then, he shouted, "Lil Fugui, come and warm the blood."

The professor had just taken off his lead apron and was standing at the equipment table, praising Xie Yiren for playing the violin well.

Hearing Zheng Ren's words, the professor was a little helpless. "Boss, we should buy a machine to heat the blood bag."

"Got it," Zheng Ren said.

The professor was helpless, but since Zheng Ren had said so, he could only take two blood bags and warm them with his hands.

Cao Guozhen felt even more helpless. He had asked him to come down, but he actually wanted to wash his blood. How could he go about this matter?

But since he was already here, he might as well do it.

Zheng Ren quickly searched for other bleeding spots in the abdominal cavity. Other than the bleeding in the liver, the other parts of the body were fine.

Biogel, hemostatic powder, and hemostatic gauze took turns to cover the patient's fragmented liver, and he began to close the abdomen.

Only then did President Wang heave a sigh of relief.

He didn't dare to slip away the whole time. It was really tiring. Even if he was fully focused, it would be difficult for him to keep up with Zheng Ren's speed, let alone slip away.

Seeing that he had finished washing and was about to close the abdomen, he finally heaved a sigh of relief.

"Chief Zheng, your general surgery is really good." CEO Wang felt a chill run down his spine, and the lead apron he was wearing was extremely heavy. He sighed with emotion.

"I'm fine," Zheng Ren replied indifferently.

They were two different people on the operating table and outside the operating table. CEO Wang smiled. Although he was relaxed, he did not forget his role as an assistant.

As he tied and cut the thread, he carefully observed Zheng Ren's technique.

Previously, he had used interventional methods to stop the liver bleeding. This idea and surgical method were too amazing, like a fairy flying from the heavens.

CEO Wang was immersed in the exquisite cooperation between Zheng Ren and Professor Rudolf Wagner and the operation to determine the bleeding point, so he did not pay attention to Zheng Ren's technique.

Now that he looked closely, Zheng Ren's skillful suture technique was indeed the style of an experienced doctor. The needle and thread danced, and the needle holder and hemostatic forceps cooperated perfectly.

However, one could not tell how good his skill was from closing the abdomen.

This kind of small task, no matter how skilled he was, was not a big deal. Thinking back to using interventional methods to determine the bleeding point, CEO Wang felt the blood in his body boil.

There were so many uses for interventional surgery and general surgery. This was something CEO Wang had not thought of before.

It was not that he had not thought of it, but there were very few interventional doctors. In many hospitals, they did not even have a sense of existence. In fact, many doctors did not even know what interventional surgery was other than placing stents in the heart.

CEO Wang instantly thought of many cases. If there was the help of an interventional doctor, it seemed that the difficulty of the surgery would plummet.

Zheng Ren carefully left a drainage strip in the position of the liver and kidney crypt.

If there was continuous bleeding, it could be observed from the drainage volume.

Hopefully … Hopefully it was not.

Zheng Ren himself was not particularly confident about the success of the surgery. After all, the patient's liver was broken beyond recognition. If there was no interventional surgery to find the bleeding point, Zheng Ren would not be able to suture it.

Whether he could survive or not really depended on his fate.

A DIC patient would be fatal if the patient bled out.

For such a serious patient, no one could say that the rescue would be a hundred percent successful. Although the System gave a 92% completion rate, Zheng Ren did not dare to guarantee it.

After closing the abdominal cavity, Su Yun's side of the chest was also done.

The surgery speed was slightly slow, related to the cooperation and the trouble of fixing the rib fractures in the later stage.

"Do you need me?" Zheng Ren asked.

"I need you to help turn the patient over," Su Yun said as he glared at Zheng Ren.

Zheng Ren heaved a sigh of relief. As long as Su Yun started to talk back, it proved that the situation was not so urgent.

Chu Yanran held the tracheal intubation tube. The few of them worked together to turn the patient over and began the surgery on the left side of the chest.

As expected, Zheng Ren did not scrub his hands and go on stage. He picked up a blood bag and began to warm up the blood. He stood behind Su Yun and watched.

"Boss, I'm under a lot of pressure with you looking at me like this," Su Yun said.

"What's the pressure? Hurry up and perform the surgery. You make it sound like you're really afraid," Zheng Ren said.

As he watched the bag of fresh frozen red blood cells in the pressurized blood transfusion device deflate, he hung the bag of blood that he had just warmed up.

As the blood was poured in, the patient's blood pressure gradually appeared on the monitor. Although it was still very low, with a high pressure of 40 mmHg, it was still a completely different concept.

Soon, Su Yun's surgery was completed.

The patient was sent to the ICU with a tracheal intubation. Zheng Ren and Su Yun did not change their clothes. They wore isolation suits on the inside and white coats on the outside as they rushed to the emergency department on the first floor.

Su Yun did not follow the patient to the ICU as usual. Zheng Ren knew that it was because he was leaving tomorrow … Today.

Whether he went or not, it really didn't matter.

It was not that Sea City General Hospital could not operate without someone.

Here, he just needed to do his best and have a clear conscience.

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