"Boss Zheng, didn't you go to Mayo's? When did you come back?" Mr. Wang put down the blunt scissors and hemostatic forceps in his hands, and asked for a piece of warm salt water gauze to cover the surgical area.
"I came back this afternoon. I missed old Director Pan. I was walking with my little girl, and I drove back after talking about it." Zheng Ren brushed his hands, and his voice came from the corridor, buzzing.
"Boss Zheng, you are so cool." As a surgical dog, Mr. Wang was very envious of Zheng Ren's life.
Isn't this just a quick trip? When can I live such a free and unrestrained life
However, it is a miracle that Boss Zheng can open up the situation in a short period of time. Not only that, but he was able to go to Mayo for surgery. This cannot but show that his technical level is so high that he cannot guess.
All the news about Mr. Wang came from Chu Yanran and Chu Yanzhi. Chu Yanran was a little better, but Chu Yanzhi was active and lively, never having a moment of silence.
Soon, Zheng Ren finished washing his hands, and Xie Yiren and Chu Yanzhi came back with him.
Xie Yiren also brushed his hands and replaced the night shift nurse. The little nurse's eyes were so tired that she was replaced by the one who had been the most skilled at the job. She was not happy to find a place to rest.
No one would want to work the night shift if possible.
Gray hair appears at the age of thirty. If you continue to suffer for a few years, you will inevitably become prematurely old. The situation in the intensive care unit was even worse. The young nurses were turning the patient over and buckling his back. Before he was thirty, the disc in his waist bulged first.
"Boss Zheng, come to my place." Mr. Wang said politely.
"No, I'll be your assistant." Zheng Ren stood directly in the first assistant's position and replaced a doctor who came to 912 with Mr. Wang into the third assistant's position.
"Tonight is too busy. There was a car accident. The rescue was from six o'clock to eleven o'clock. Just after the operation, the patient was sent to the ICU, and all kinds of patients came. There are still three cases of appendicitis and two cases of cholecystitis that have not been treated. Woolen cloth."
"I'm really busy." Zheng Renping said calmly.
"Hey, the operation is slow, Yan Zhidu said, that's the problem." Mr. Wang was very familiar with the Chu sisters, so he said it as a joke.
"Are you sure?" Chu Yanzhi said: "If Mr. Zheng is here, I can sleep in the first half of the night."
"Sister, how can that be compared?" Mr. Wang said with a sad face: "Boss Zheng is a person who can go to Mayo Clinic for surgery. It is unreasonable for you to compare me with Boss Zheng. If you have the ability, you can ask Haicheng No. 1 Hospital Who can do better surgery than me?"
"Mr. Zheng, right, Mr. Zheng." Chu Yanzhi asked with a smile.
Zheng Ren didn't say anything. He stretched out his hand and found blunt scissors and hemostatic pliers in his palm.
"There's something wrong with what you're doing here." Zheng Ren said lightly, and then the blunt scissors and hemostatic forceps seemed to come to life, wandering between the sticky intestines.
This is a technical job, and you need to understand the anatomical relationships down to your bones, and you also need to be precise and use appropriate weights.
In particular, an experienced gastrointestinal surgeon can determine how much force the adherent intestinal wall can withstand.
There are very few doctors like this, but Zheng Ren is this kind of doctor.
Mr. Wang was just polite before. Although he came to Haicheng from 912, his pursuit of technology has never stopped.
Over the past few months, I have performed all surgeries myself. Especially when people from Haicheng heard that 912 experts were coming from the No. 1 Hospital in the city, they rushed over in droves. The number of surgeries was even higher than in the imperial capital.
As for surgery, he was familiar with it, but Mr. Wang really didn't believe that his level was so much worse than Zheng Ren's.
But when speaking, it is still necessary to be polite.
However,
As soon as Zheng Ren got started,
Mr. Wang was dumbfounded.
Boss Zheng's operation is not fancy at all. He talks with his mouth and does it with his hands, it is simple and clean.
A few months ago, Mr. Wang knew that he might not be able to see so many details. Now, however, he is on his own. While shouldering greater responsibilities, his surgical skills have also improved tremendously.
But as his surgical skills improved, he discovered that Boss Zheng was awesome and had a reason.
The capillaries in the intestine that I had just carefully dissociated had begun to bleed, and the surgical field was a little blurry.
Boss Zheng got started, and as soon as the blunt scissors were inserted, the adhering fibrous tissue of the intestinal wall was torn open with just enough force. There was no sign of damage to the intestinal wall, and the purpose of the operation was achieved.
After more than a minute, a piece of intestine was swam away. Zheng Ren controlled his hand speed and spoke while doing it. He was afraid that Mr. Wang would not understand, so he spoke in great detail.
Soon, Mr. Wang also gave up his selfish thoughts.
Start listening carefully,
Study seriously,
Think carefully,
Ask questions seriously.
The operation was carried out very quickly, which was the result of controlling the hand speed. Mr. Wang didn't know what to ask at the end. The most fundamental issue involved was his insufficient understanding of anatomy and even pathophysiology.
In other words, too little surgery was done.
Is Haicheng's surgery really that serious? A powerful boss Zheng was born out of a sudden "feed"
Such an idea appeared in Mr. Wang's mind. Although it was ridiculous, it was the only reasonable explanation.
The adhesions in the intestinal tract are loosened, the twisted and narrow sections are unblocked, and the operation is completed. It only took twelve minutes and thirty-six seconds. All that was left was to rinse, check for active bleeding points, and then close the abdomen.
There is nothing to explain about these steps.
After undergoing an operation, Zheng Ren felt that his whole body felt much lighter. He enjoyed the process of concentrating fully during the operation.
"I met Wu Hui in Rochester a few days ago." Zheng Ren started gossiping while waiting for warm salt water to flush his abdominal cavity.
What about the culture of the operating room? Even a "wooden" general resident like Zheng Ren would inevitably be tainted by it.
"Ah!" Chu Yanzhi jumped up immediately, "Wu Hui, is that Wu Hui!"
"Yes, it's Wu Hui who plays The Dragon in the Sky." Zheng Rendao, "He is in the community hospital. He has failed to survive the appendicitis. He is said to need a second-stage surgery. It's really miserable."
"..." Everyone in the operating room was stunned.
After a few seconds, Mr. Wang asked: "Boss Zheng, are you saying that appendicitis is not treated in community hospitals in the United States?"
"Yes." Zheng Ren nodded, "Later, I performed a second-stage surgery to remove the appendix. It's actually not that heavy. It's suppurative and perforated appendicitis, and the root of the appendix is more congested and edematous."
"Is the medical level there so low?" Mr. Wang became confused.
"No, as long as you have money and social status, there are still people with high standards. But that's it for doctors with average standards." Zheng Rendao.
"How high is the level?" Mr. Wang asked.
"Well, how should I put it? The reason for the surgery this time is because a research team over there is doing research on percutaneous radiofrequency ablation of renal sympathetic nerves to treat hypertension. It is said that it has achieved preliminary results."
This is the world's cutting-edge technology. If the level is not high, then it is nothing high.