After the operation was over, doctors from Heyang Hospital sent Qin Lu back to the ward.
Huo Mengbo's expectation that he would not be able to get off the operating table did not happen at all. He was not even given a chance to see the entire operation in person, and the operation was over.
Zheng Ren and Su Yungang were about to tear off the sterile surgical gowns, while Zheng Ren was looking for the red trash can.
At the same time, a nurse came to her side, gently and politely helped Zheng Ren untie his sterile gown, and waited for Zheng Ren to take off his sterile gloves.
Then, she bent down slightly and said, "Thank you for your hard work."
Well…
Zheng Ren almost stopped crying.
When have you ever been treated like this when you perform surgery on yourself
Even Su Yun only got along well enough to wear brand new sterile clothes after taking the stage.
This was done behind the back of the head nurse.
But in Heyang, don’t you have to do everything yourself after the surgery
There was no time to sigh. Under the guidance of a doctor, Zheng Ren strode to another ward.
Song Moqi was lying on the operating table without anesthesia.
She was obviously in a bit of trouble. Less than 20 minutes after lying on her back, her breathing was already quite rapid.
Zheng Ren paused for a moment and came directly to the system space.
The task of remembering in the dust just now came to an end.
Massive surgical training time and master-level skill books have been distributed by the system.
At this time Zheng Ren felt that he was invincible.
There was no time to appreciate the results of his mission, so Zheng Ren directly clicked to buy surgical training time and got into the operating room.
Zheng Ren is not good at caesarean section.
But this operation is very simple, and what Zheng Ren wants is not the result of the operation. After simply completing the operation, Zheng Ren began to observe Song Mo's condition.
The passage of time made Zheng Ren feel distressed. Although there was a large amount of surgical training time, this waste was shameful.
At 18′23″, the subject began to have an allergic reaction.
Typical symptoms of anaphylactic shock, but the attack was fierce. Zheng Ren immediately treated the experimental subject.
The difficulty of rescuing anaphylactic shock is obviously much greater than that of caesarean section.
Countless instruments began to chirp almost at the same time. Zheng Ren was thankful that he had time to correct his mistakes.
Song Mo's calculation of a narrow escape from death can be said to be very correct.
That glimmer of hope is within yourself.
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After preparations for the operation were completed, Zheng Ren entered the operating room and met Song Mo'an's eyes.
"Dr. Zheng, thank you for your hard work." Song Moqi said lightly.
"I'm here, don't worry." Zheng Ren said.
Song Mo Ai nodded vigorously, and his breathing became much faster.
"Intubate, anesthetize, and start the operation." Zheng Ren gave the order directly like a superior doctor.
The top anesthesiologists and obstetricians and gynecologists in Xiangjiang were very angry, but they could not refuse Master Song's invitation.
A lot of money, that's inevitable.
Although ordinary citizens would not know about performing an operation on Master Song, it was definitely widely spread among the upper class.
In the future, the number of people seeking surgery on themselves will increase dramatically.
The cost of each operation will double.
So they willingly endured Zheng Ren's "arrogance" and started anesthesia and surgery.
Zheng Ren did not stand in the operating room to watch the operation. He came to the room next to the transparent glass, sat in front of a pile of instruments, and fell silent.
"Boss, this place is really advanced, I'm drooling just looking at it," Su Yundao said.
This is what Zheng Ren is thinking too.
"I've decided to go back and ask Sister Lin to build an operating room for us. Even if we don't have such good health, we still have to build one myself." Su Yun said firmly.
"It's not necessary at the moment. Let's talk about it in a year or two." Zheng Ren let out a sigh of relief and felt a little regretful.
Lin Jiaojiao's money was not in vain.
Although that person could be said to be completely obedient to him, Zheng Ren was worried. Why be obedient? Isn’t it just to make more money in the future
It’s not time to just spend tens of millions to build your own operating room.
With this kind of money, it would be more affordable to buy a batch of high-end prosthetics.
Through the transparent glass, Zheng Ren saw the doctors at Heyang Hospital busy in a hurry. Busy yet organized.
This is a group of top doctors, the kind that are famous all over the world.
But now, just to have a caesarean section, it feels like facing a huge enemy.
The contrast between this made Zheng Ren a little uncomfortable.
The operation went smoothly, because it was only 34 weeks, and the baby's cry was slightly weak when it was cut out.
But soon after a doctor finished the treatment, he sent the child out.
You have to live in a newborn incubator for a while before you can survive. Pregnancy in ten months is really hard.
Coupled with placenta allergy, Zheng Ren didn't know how Song Moji survived.
At 12′05″, the last stitch was done and the operation was over.
There was still 6′18″, and Zheng Ren kept using his mobile phone to keep time. Su Yun looked at Zheng Ren’s strange behavior, but did not ask any questions.
He was a little nervous.
Before the operation, Hong Kong's richest man showed up directly and expressed his importance to Master Song's operation.
Even as uninhibited as Su Yun was, he still felt that it was a bit ridiculous to put everything on an unreliable diagnosis of placental allergy.
It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous. Who made the diagnosis from the boss
And from a legal sense, Song Moji gave Zheng Ren the rights of treatment and rescue. Even if Zheng Ren injects drugs into Song Moji now and causes death, he will not be held responsible.
Su Yun didn't know why Song Moji had so much confidence in Zheng Ren.
After the operation was over, the patient continued to use the ventilator to assist breathing according to the original plan and waited for the occurrence of severe allergic symptoms.
The obstetrician-gynecologist at Heyang Hospital took off his sterile clothes, came to the observation room, and said seriously: "Dr. Zheng, I think the patient can stop the anesthesia now and return to the ward."
All the instruments in front of Zheng Ren were quiet, and the vital signs were normal.
In a general sense, she is right.
After recovering from anesthesia and being returned to the ward, the operation was declared to have ended successfully.
Everyone can pop the champagne to celebrate.
Zheng Ren glanced at the time, there was still 5′22″.
He shook his head silently, staring at the row of instruments in front of him.
"Dr. Zheng, I don't know what you are waiting for." The obstetrician-gynecologist said, "But as a doctor, I don't think your current behavior is correct."
She paused, held back the anger in her heart, and said: "All vital signs are stable, which can even be described as perfect. This operation went very smoothly, and there will be no postoperative bleeding. Even if there is, we can get off the stage and observe." "
And 4′51″.
"No." Zheng Ren felt very annoyed.
Although I rescued him dozens of times in the operating room of the system and finally had the experience of successful rescue, it took a lot of surgical training time.
Zheng Ren is still a little distressed.
He sat in the chair without looking at the doctor who was well-known throughout Hong Kong and had performed caesarean sections on countless celebrities.
His eyes were focused only on the mobile phone in front of him.
"Dr. Zheng, you have violated the most basic medical ethics and Master Song's trust in you." Huo Mengbo stood up and said in a deep voice.