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Chapter 691

Words:2034Update:22/06/27 09:07:29

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Working around the clock? Doing it one after another?

"Doctor Zheng, your body …" Chief Jiang hesitated for a moment.

From the beginning of the surgery, he had changed the way he addressed Zheng Ren to you.

"I'm fine." Zheng Ren smiled. He was wearing a sterile mask, so his smiling face could not be seen clearly. However, his narrowed eyes were full of kindness. "Let's hurry up. There are many patients outside. If we delay for too long, I'm afraid there will be problems."

"Okay." Chief Jiang knew why Zheng Ren was working so hard, but … he really could not bear to do it.

Zheng Ren had just come down from the frontline. His face was injured, and there were countless bruises on his body. He still had to wear a lead apron that weighed more than ten to twenty kilograms to perform surgeries. How could he bear to do that?

However, the situation forced him to do so.

Chief Jiang's emotions were very complicated. He called the doctors under him to push the patient out and asked them to do as Su Yun said.

The junior doctors here were so tired that they were swaying as they walked. As the outpost transit base, they had not gone home since the earthquake. At most, they would take a nap in the hospital for a while before they were quickly woken up again.

Looking at the junior doctors who were about to fall asleep while walking, Chief Jiang felt a little ashamed.

He rubbed his hands and said a little embarrassedly, "Doctor Zheng, I'm really sorry. They haven't slept much for two to three days."

"I know. It's fine," Zheng Ren said. "Prepare the patient's radiographic films. You have to check them closely. You can't make any mistakes because you're busy and tired."

Inadvertently, Zheng Ren felt as if he had returned to Sea City and was explaining things to a group of junior doctors under him.

This was the unique aura of a highly skilled person. It could not be faked.

Chief Jiang did not feel that there was anything wrong with it. The surgery was awesome, so whatever he said was right.

Moreover, there was nothing wrong with what Doctor Zheng had instructed him to do.

Chief Jiang immediately went to personally explain many things. Zheng Ren tore off his sterile clothes and sat on the ground. He leaned against the wall and rested for a while.

"Boss, you'll get hemorrhoids if you sit like this. It's a mixture of internal and external hemorrhoids, the kind that bleeds profusely, "Su Yun said.

"I'm tired …" Zheng Ren's tone was filled with endless exhaustion.

This was the first time Zheng Ren said that he was tired after coming out of the Imperial Capital Hospital.

In Nanchuan Town, Su Yun slept for a while in the rain while Zheng Ren had been searching and performing surgery.

However, there was nothing he could do about it.

There were countless emergency patients outside, but there were only so many doctors, especially qualified interventional doctors.

"Boss, I slept in Nanchuan Town. Guess what I dreamed of?" Su Yun did not sigh, nor did he mock Zheng Ren. He asked a question that he did not want to close.

"I feel like I won't even have a dream if I fall asleep now." Zheng Ren leaned his head against the wall and his eyes were closed. His words were already slurring.

"I dreamed of a big quilt, the kind of quilt made of Shandong cotton wool. It was especially heavy, and I felt warm when it covered my body." Su Yun sat next to Zheng Ren and whispered, "It's so damn cold to sleep in the rain. If I can go back, I'll definitely curl up under the quilt and sleep for a few days. "

"Yeah, three days of sleep isn't enough. He's covered with a quilt and won't get up no matter who calls him … "

"Rest for a while. When the patient comes up, I'll call you after I'm done disinfecting," Su Yun said softly.

"No … Start disinfecting. I'll go wash my hands," Zheng Ren said as he fell asleep.

A few minutes later, the patient was sent up.

Seeing that Zheng Ren had fallen asleep in the corner, Chief Jiang and the few doctors under him did not care. At this time, everyone wanted to sleep. They were so tired that they did not have much emotion.

Su Yun began to scrub his hands and did not call Zheng Ren.

He was prepared to do a surgery himself. This kind of pelvic fracture interventional surgery was not difficult for him. He had already learned it.

However, the sound of the circulating nurse pouring water rang out. Before he could finish brushing his hands, Zheng Ren appeared beside him.

"Hey, do you want to sleep with your ears open? The quality of sleep won't be good if you sleep like this, "Su Yun nagged.

"After sleeping for a while, I'm much more energetic." Zheng Ren did not scrub his hands. Instead, he waited for Su Yun. "Go to the operating table in a while. You're not needed inside."

"What do you mean?"

"…" Zheng Ren saw Su Yun looking at him from the corner of his eyes. His gaze was like the flickering fireworks when he sat in the rain last night.

"Forget it." Zheng Ren yawned.

Su Yun did not argue with Zheng Ren. He turned around and went to disinfect.

Zheng Ren had originally thought that with the System's equipment, he would be more resistant than Su Yun.

However, that guy would not do it no matter what … It was good. If he came in to help, he could do it faster.

Zheng Ren took advantage of the break to change into the lead apron that could convert radiation energy. He took a big gulp of an energy serum before scrubbing his hands and putting on sterile clothes to go on stage.

He was already exhausted. Zheng Ren did not have the time to wonder if there was a problem with the System's serum.

If there was anything, he would talk about it later.

The fire was burning at the eyebrows.

He went on stage in high spirits. Su Yun glanced at Zheng Ren and did not ask anything.

The airtight lead door closed and the surgery began.

"Take a good look at his technique." Chief Jiang and the junior doctor under him stood in the operating room. He pointed at the screen and said, "Although we are involved in circulatory intervention, the basic operating techniques are the same. This Doctor Zheng looks young, but his skill is quite high. "

"Master, are all the amazing people in the country here?" a junior doctor asked.

Professor Mu, who was performing the surgery in the next room, was so high that it was astonishing. Another doctor from the interventional department had come down from the frontline. His skill was also quite high.

Since when were there so many interventional doctors?

"Who knows? We're just a transit station. If we were to change places, do you think they would want to come?" Chief Jiang patted the junior doctor's head and shouted, "Everyone, be more energetic. Watch carefully."

The image on the screen immediately began to move. From the last image of the previous patient to the image of the current patient.

The line inside began to be stepped on.

Micro-guide wire, micro-catheter, angiography, superselection, embolization … Every step looked very simple. It was the most basic operation. There were no dazzling techniques.

It was simple and plain.

However, they were all specialists. They could understand the thickness of the patient's blood vessels and the difficulty of the surgery.

Such a thin blood vessel went in directly and the superselection was successful. There was not even a test. It was so simple that it made one's hair stand on end.

In the eyes of the surgeon, the rugged mountain road turned into a six-lane highway that sped all the way. The surgery took 14 minutes and 32 seconds. It was over!

Chief Jiang was ashamed.

He recalled that he had just been 'supporting the stage'. That was not supporting the stage at all. It was simply holding him back and wasting time!

It turned out that he had gone up to cause trouble.

Fortunately, this Doctor Zheng had a good temper. If he had not slept for a few days and nights, he would have come down from the frontline and met a chief with a bad temper … He would definitely have cursed.

Fortunately, fortunately.

"Master, I understand the surgery, but …"

"But what?"

"I don't know what I can learn …" the junior doctor said in confusion.

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