Director Ye is very interested in Zheng Ren.
He nodded, and naturally Director Xu and the head nurse of the operating room went to arrange for Xie Yiren to come on stage. Ye Qingqiu seemed to be looking at Shu Ye, but in fact, he was thinking about Zheng Ren.
Strictly speaking, he and Zheng Ren have nothing to do with each other.
But both his immediate superior, Vice President Yuan, who is in charge of clinical work, and the directors of many departments below him all have kind eyes and expectations for this little guy.
At the academic meeting, Director Mao insisted hard, but in the end he was overturned directly without any ability to fight back. This incident had a great impact on Ye Qingqiu. What do you want to do? Isn’t that simple
Thinking that Director Mao Pi Bianpidian just came to the door with the certificates of chief physician and professor, but was ignored by Zheng Ren, Ye Qingqiu was not only happy in his heart, but also had a smile on his lips.
Interesting, this little guy.
He stood very firmly, without any thought of stepping on two boats. The average young person at this age must still be thinking about making ends meet and helping countless things.
But how can things in this world be that simple? Those who want to have both ends and consequences will usually be silently rejected by everyone, and will not get any help in the end.
Director Mao's suppressed red face appeared in front of Ye Qingqiu again. The smile on his face became wider, and it was rare to see his worries on his face.
Seeing that Ye Qingqiu seemed to be in a good mood, the atmosphere around him became more relaxed.
Xie Yi brushed his hands, changed clothes and went on stage. The sterilized surgical instrument box was placed on the instrument table, shining brightly under the light of the shadowless lamp.
After the box was opened silently, hundreds of instruments were neatly arranged and appeared in front of everyone. This was not the first time for many people, but they still couldn't contain their surprise and envy.
Zheng Ren had already returned the ordinary instruments. At this moment, he was looking at the surgical area. He stretched out his hand and slapped the hemostatic forceps and blunt scissors on his hand.
"I want big tweezers and scissors." Director Wei said, his fingers trembling slightly, as if he couldn't wait.
The tweezers and blunt scissors were pressed gently into Director Wei's hands. They seemed to weigh nothing. The freshly sterilized instruments still had a warm residual warmth, which made them feel comfortable in their hands.
Director Wei gently moved the large forceps and clamped a piece of proliferated connective tissue. He applied very little force and clamped tightly. He moved around, but there was no tearing of the clamp.
This set of equipment is really good. Director Wei can tell with just one detail.
It might have been made using an extremely sophisticated lathe, but it wasn't the kind of commercial surgical equipment I usually see.
The surgery continues.
After changing the surgical instruments, the speed was a little faster. But that's one thing. It can't be compared with the speed of Zheng Ren's surgery in the past.
thirty minutes…
One hour…
The hyperplasia of connective tissue formed over five years has not been completely peeled off, but the outline of the broken bottle has been initially revealed.
A piece of white sterile gauze was wrapped around Director Wei's head, looking a little weird and funny. But a piece of sterile gauze cannot absorb all sweat. This is the fifth time that the circulating nurse has wiped Director Wei's sweat, and the frequency is getting higher and higher.
Zheng Ren suddenly said: "Director Wei, why don't you go down and have a rest?"
Director Wei originally wanted to refuse, but this surgery could not perform blunt separation by hand, and the progress was extremely slow. Every time he wanted to take drastic measures, he would be beaten by Zheng Ren, but what was frustrating was that Zheng Ren was proved to be right afterwards.
There were traps everywhere, either sharp glass fragments or abnormally proliferated blood vessels, and the surgery was almost impossible to do quickly.
Director Wei nodded, turned and stepped down.
Professor Feng went to wash his hands on the stage. Director Wei tore off the sterile gown and took off the sweaty lead gown. He had no strength left and threw it directly into the corner of the operating room. The circulating nurse rushed over and carried dozens of kilograms of lead clothing back to the original place.
"Director Wei, you must be tired." Ye Qingqiu looked bored. The operation seemed to never be completed. The surgical field was the same as before, with layers of connective tissue and no end in sight.
"I can't help it." Director Wei shook his head.
"Let the young people do it. You can just check in below." Ye Qingqiu said, "You sit down and rest while I go check on the mood of the patient's family."
This is because he doesn't want to waste time here. After all, if the operation continues at this rate, it will take at least 6-8 hours, and it may not even be until dawn tomorrow morning.
Even if you look at it from below, your legs feel heavy. The slow venous blood in the great saphenous vein bulges the entire vein, giving people the illusion of a sandbag.
The occupational disease of surgeons is saphenous varicose veins, caused by nothing more than standing on the stage for too long.
Ye Qingqiu didn't want to stand here for so long, besides, he wouldn't be able to play any role here. After saying hello, he took people out of the operating room and went to see the patient's family.
Zheng Renze is still continuing the operation.
The operation progressed slowly and he was in no rush. The shadowless lamp was bright, and in his field of vision, the surroundings were pitch black, with only the surgical area being bright.
All attention is focused on the complex and abnormal anatomical relationships, and every possible problem point is carefully addressed.
The operation was very tiring. Normally, Zheng Ren would have done the dissection first in the system operating room and deduced the operation process in reverse.
This time, however, he had no chance. The limited surgical training time cannot cover all surgeries.
Two hours…
Three hours…
It turned out that the people on the viewing platform went to rest one after another. No one could stand standing for more than ten hours in a row.
Zheng Ren changed the position of the surgeon one after another. Highly stressful surgery would increase fatigue and eventually lead to deformation of the technique. So before the fatigue period, someone else comes up.
Anyway, there is no shortage of people. All the directors and leading professors of the entire gastrointestinal surgery department are present today.
Just go up and do it one by one.
It was a marathon operation.
Unknowingly, although Zheng Ren stood in Isuke's position, he became a magician. Every professor who comes up will involuntarily give up his rights as a surgeon.
It wasn't intentional, some people wanted to compete. But the hemostats kept whizzing over and hitting the radial process, causing everyone to give up trying.
But no one cared about it and felt that it was a loss of face. Director Wei was being beaten on the radial styloid process while everyone was watching. Even the chief director was beaten, and he had a lot of hair.
Six hours later, there was a sense of exhaustion in the operating room.
Ye Qingqiu came back for the third time and saw that the operation was still going on. He could only shake his head and go to the anesthesiologist's lounge to rest and wait for the operation to end.
Su Yun stood in the position of the magician and asked with a smile: "Boss, how long does it take?"
"Half done." Zheng Ren said lightly.
"It's so fast, I thought it was just the beginning." Su Yun said strangely, but it did not affect his hand speed.