"It's fine. I know what I'm doing," Zheng Ren said.
Chief Sun almost cursed in his heart. How could he be so reckless and say he knew what he was doing? Was he sure he knew what he was doing?
However, he had no choice. He was the one who asked Zheng Ren to save the day. How could he give orders when Zheng Ren went on stage? Chief Sun could not do such a thing.
He could only pull the retractor in his hand harder to expose a wider surgical field for Zheng Ren to see more clearly. At the same time, he silently prayed in his heart, 'Nothing must go wrong, nothing must go wrong …'
This was all the second assistant could do.
Zheng Ren's technique was so skilled that Chief Sun could not understand it. With a cut of the scissors, the blunt end poked a hole in the greater omentum. Then, the scissors opened and the hole became a hole.
Then, the scissors went down. His other hand followed and extended a finger to perform a blunt tear.
Was he not afraid of tearing a small artery and causing bleeding? Chief Sun was a little confused. It was like what happened when he was performing surgery.
Although this kind of small blood vessel rupture and bleeding was not fatal, it would cover the surgical field in a sea of red arterial blood … It was really impossible to see anything.
As he thought about it, the blunt scissors for blunt dissection were placed on the sterile sheet on the patient's leg.
Zheng Ren stretched out his hand but after a few seconds, he did not feel the familiar touch of the instrument in his hand.
Zheng Ren, who was in the middle of the surgery, had entered king mode. He glanced at the scrub nurse from the corner of his eyes. She did not understand what he was going to do next.
In terms of cooperation, it was really a world of difference from Xie Yiren.
That was not important. Only now did the scrub nurse seem to realize that she had reached out for the instrument and was looking for something in a panic.
What was she doing earlier? Zheng Ren's mind flashed. He looked up at Su Yun and had a guess in his heart.
Zheng Ren began to believe Su Yun's words. It was truly a disaster that could bring disaster to the country and the people.
However, in order to smooth the surgery, he still needed Xie Yiren to come up.
"Thank you for your hard work. Let's change my scrub nurse," Zheng Ren said lightly. "Yiren, change your clothes."
Xie Yiren, who was in the operating theater and acting as the circulating nurse, quickly responded and ran to wash her hands.
The scrub nurse on the stage was stunned. Was he going to change her?
Standing on the operating table and working on a difficult surgery with an unknown time schedule, everyone wanted to come down early. After all, standing motionless for four to five hours was a very tiring thing.
However, it seemed that only those old professors in the Imperial Capital and Sorcery Capital would carry a scrub nurse with them.
Zheng Ren became the chief resident of the emergency department. Did he not know what his surname was?
The scrub nurse slapped the retractor she had just picked up on the equipment table, making a sound that was neither too loud nor too soft.
After expressing her anger, she left the equipment table without saying a word. She took off her sterile surgical gown and stood in the corner of the operating theater, watching coldly.
Su Yun felt a little helpless. Zheng Ren seemed to have a good temper, but why did his temperament change as soon as he stood on the operating table?
Although he wasn't like some professors who would scold them from the beginning to the end if they didn't like him, he still said that he had to change the scrub nurse. His tone was not negotiable at all …
If you were driving, it would be called road rage. Could surgeries be referred to as surgical rage?
Xie Yiren moved quickly. After washing her hands, disinfecting and dressing, she stood on the operating table.
A pair of hemostatic forceps was immediately placed in Zheng Ren's hand. Then, she picked up the blunt scissors that Zheng Ren had placed on the sterile surgical drapes on the patient's leg, wiped off the blood and a small amount of fluid between the abdominal adhesion, and gently placed it in the most convenient position.
Su Yun was fine. His position was the best place to observe the surgery and the people present.
Seeing Xie Yiren's skillful movements, he had a rough idea of Zheng Ren's intentions.
Hemostatic forceps, # 1 thread, ligation, scissors, dissociating. Every time Zheng Ren extended his hand, the instrument he wanted would be patted by a delicate hand that could not be covered by a sterile glove.
The efficiency was at least doubled and the surgical procedure could be significantly shortened.
Su Yun was also surprised. It was rare to see a scrub nurse who could cooperate so perfectly with the chief surgeon. No wonder Zheng Ren was so determined.
There were not many bullet comments in the Xinglin Garden live broadcast room, making it seem a little quiet.
However, the number of people in the live broadcast room had reached 8,721.
It was a terrifying number. Other than the live broadcast room, no one else could achieve such a feat.
[Is the surgeon really that confident in dissecting the adhesion tissue with blunt force? Without the slightest hesitation?]
[It's probably due to the gastrointestinal tract. Intestinal adhesions are troublesome. The cholecystectomy this time was significantly more difficult because of the adhesion of the transverse colon.]
[I agree. The surgeon's understanding of the intestinal anatomy and abnormal anatomy is at a level that I can't even begin to look up to. I feel like my knees are broken.]
About five minutes after Xie Yiren went on stage, the transverse colon, which had adhered into a lump at the edge of the upper abdomen and liver, was almost dissociated.
Everyone in Xinglin Garden was a professional. They admired the surgeon's skillful anatomical knowledge and bold yet self-aware operation. However, they were amazed by the surgeon's ability to detect the small arteries in advance at every step and either ligate or electrocauterize them.
[What else can we say in the face of such an amazing operation?]
[Be silent, young man. Just a few minutes of blunt dissection is enough for you to go back and review it twenty times.]
[Twenty times? Are you kidding me? It's impossible to understand without watching the video fifty times and performing ten complicated intestinal adhesion lysis surgeries yourself.]
After the transverse colon was dissociated, the doctors watching the live broadcast were full of complaints and did not know what to say.
There were countless points to complain about. The first assistant opposite the surgeon watched leisurely without extending his hand or pulling the retractor. He did not even have the intention to cooperate. The second assistant next to the surgeon tried to help twice but was beaten back by the surgeon's forceps.
Some of the younger doctors were very familiar with this scene.
It was as if they wanted to help but did not understand the surgeon's intentions and took the wrong surgical instrument. The surgeon had a good temper and would only use whatever he was holding in his hand to signal that something was wrong.
If he had a bad temper, he would probably curse out loud.
The young doctors were distressed and sent bullet screen comments. They did not even have the mood to be mischievous. It was as if they were the second assistant standing next to the surgeon at that moment.
[What a poor second assistant. He's probably a young junior doctor. That's why they say that young people will only harm and not help in difficult surgeries.]
[That's right. He can't even understand the surgery and can't help.]
[Let me calculate how big the psychological trauma of the second assistant is.]
Chief Sun did not know that on the most professional website in the country, he had already become a junior doctor who had just entered the department and did not know anything.
Even if he knew, he did not have the time to care.
He tried to help again and again but took the wrong instrument, making Chief Sun feel extremely ashamed. In terms of proficiency, his cooperation was much worse than Xie Yiren's.
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