It's Ziyun again. Do you have any taste? "Zheng Ren was smoking when a ghostly voice rang in his ear.
"Uh …" Zheng Ren turned around. It was indeed Su Yun. "Why are you here?"
"Seeing how sneaky you are, I guessed it was nothing good. I just asked casually and you would know what's going on," Su Yun said disdainfully. "I say, a dung digger. Are you doing preoperative psychological preparation?"
Zheng Ren was silent and nodded.
"Change your cigarettes. Smoking Ziyun is degrading. Even if you smoke Dayun, it's still good, "Su Yun said." This cigarette tastes too hard and too ordinary. It has nothing to do with money. There used to be an old professor who smoked ganoderma for his entire life. Later, this cigarette was no longer sold on the market. Students in the Northeast sent him boxes by boxes. That's his taste. He likes the smell of toads. "
"Okay, okay." Zheng Ren was helpless. He really did not want to listen to this guy nagging. "Dayun is a soft bag. It will be crushed in my pocket. I'll listen to you. After this bag is finished, I'll buy Dayun again. "
As they chatted, the sound of a stretcher trolley came in from outside.
The interventional surgery room could not be compared to the general surgery room. It had two floors, and the interventional surgery room only had a short corridor. The changing room was still outside. After changing his clothes, he walked through the inner door and entered the operating theater.
"Go back and complete the information." Zheng Ren chased Su Yun out.
He had taken on this kind of dirty work, so he should do it himself.
What was the saying again? He had to finish it even with tears in his eyes.
"What's there to see?" Su Yun said. "It's just a small matter. I can handle it with one hand."
"Well … Then don't go for the surgery," Zheng Ren said.
"Isn't it the same thing? Tell me, can I watch you clean up after the surgery? If you go for the surgery, you can still get a sterile gown to wear. If you wear sterile gowns after the surgery, the matron will complain about the cost again. "
Su Yun changed his clothes cleanly and whistled. As if he was flirting with a girl, he said, "I'm going for the surgery, boss."
Zheng Ren blew. Unfortunately, there was no black hair on his forehead. Even if there was, it would not look as good as Su Yun.
The two of them walked into the operating room. The chief resident of the General Surgery Department carried the patient to the bed and said apologetically, "Boss Zheng, sorry for the trouble."
"It's not like this is your family's private matter. What do you mean by that expression?" Su Yun was not in a good mood, especially when he saw the patient's bulging stomach.
The surgery should be done, but it would definitely not affect Su Yun's ability to criticize others.
Professor Yang followed him. He didn't say anything and went to the console room.
Zheng Ren did not wear the System's lead apron. He would definitely be covered in feces during the surgery. He did not know if the System had an automatic sterilization function. If it was filled with a smell, Zheng Ren …
He was afraid that the System would fly into a rage and self-destruct with him.
That was thanks to my panic.
He put on a lead apron, washed his hands, and put on two layers of sterile clothes. The matron deliberately made a stack of sterile pads and placed them next to the assistant.
Both Zheng Ren and Su Yun understood what he meant. He wanted them to be careful when they went on stage. When the stent was opened, a sterile pad was used to collect the stool.
Although he couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't miss anything, he would try to catch as many as he could. As for the rest, he would slowly clean it up after the surgery.
It was a simple disinfection. In fact, Zheng Ren felt that it was the same whether he disinfected it or not. However, he still disinfected it out of habit and began to prepare for the surgery.
Little Yiren helped prepare all kinds of items. She was as busy as usual during the surgery, completely unaware of the difference between the patient in front of her and the usual patients.
Zheng Ren felt a little guilty, but he reckoned that if there was a next time, he would still take on this dirty and lousy job.
The airtight lead door was closed, and the surgery officially began.
The guide wire went into the patient's intestine. Zheng Ren began to step on the line and observe the position of the guide wire.
Looking at the patient's stomach, Zheng Ren estimated that the pressure was at least 100 millimeters of mercury higher than normal.
The average person's abdominal pressure was 0-10 millimeters of mercury. When they sneezed or coughed, it would increase by three to five times compared to when they were in a quiet state.
Yes, almost everyone had the experience of coughing when they had diarrhea. It was self-evident what kind of situation it was.
The patient's abdominal pressure was more than double that when he coughed or sneezed.
In addition to the decreased abdominal pressure, the patient's diaphragm dropped, pulling on the lungs, causing him to cough … Zheng Ren did not dare to think about it.
He looked at the screen opposite him and glanced at the position of the sterile surgical drapes.
When the time came, it would be a competition of eyes and hands. His and Su Yun's hand speeds were not bad. He hoped that he would not make a pile of yellow things fall onto the wall. When he cleaned up after the surgery, he would be scolded to death by the matron.
"Boss, do you know why I chose the thoracic department in the past?" Su Yun suddenly said as he looked at the screen.
Zheng Ren's heart was filled with sorrow.
In the thoracic department, the surgical field was quite wide and clean with a thoracoscope. 'These are all benefits,' Zheng Ren thought to himself.
In the time it took to say a few words, the guide wire followed the patient's intestine to the location of the obstruction.
It was almost a complete obstruction, and the surgery was quite difficult. Even if it was not such a dirty surgery, not many people could do it.
However, Zheng Ren did not hesitate at all. His eyes looked at the screen and his fingers gently twisted. The guide wire began to slowly move forward at the location of the obstruction.
Although the route was tortuous, Zheng Ren's angle and strength were especially good. It was soft and smooth.
A master-level interventional surgery was not a joke.
The guide wire quickly passed through the obstruction.
"If I didn't know what was going to happen next, I couldn't help but cheer," Su Yun said indifferently from the side.
"…" Zheng Ren was speechless.
He knew that Su Yun must have said that on purpose.
He had performed the TIPS surgery so well, but he had never cheered before.
"Get ready on your side. Give me a few sterile surgical drapes. Um, kick the big red bucket closer. There's a bucket of disaster, right? "Zheng Ren said as he smoothed the stent inside.
"Boss, do you think the end of the stent can be followed by a bag?" Su Yun asked.
"That's possible, but we have to look for Feng Xuhui. By the way, have you contacted Manager Feng recently? "Zheng Ren asked.
"He said that he can be discharged from the hospital soon. He's almost recovered."
As they chatted, the stent arrived at the location of the colon tumor obstruction.
The guide wire could pass through, but it was much more difficult for the stent to enter. However, on the screen, the stent was still like the guide wire just now. It slowly entered. While trying its best to avoid side damage, it followed the path opened by the guide wire.
At the most critical moment, Su Yun did not waste any more time. He held a sterile surgical drape in his hand and focused on preparing.
Under the patient's buttocks, there were five thick sterile surgical drapes. There was no need for more. After all the preparatory work was done, Zheng Ren began to slowly ventilate and open the stent.
On the screen, the stent slowly opened, changing from a line to a surface.
As soon as it was opened, a gurgling sound came from the patient's abdomen. An indescribable stench had already spread in the operating area.
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