After the anesthesia and intubation were completed, Lao He stood between the two monitors and looked at the data from the two instruments at the same time.
He was a little hard-working.
Time is limited, and it is impossible to summarize all data from ventilators, monitors, micropumps, and possibly IABP and other machines, and display them together in a central integrated system.
Keeping things simple is the only way to go. Lao He moved his head back and forth, checking his vital signs, with various data flashing in his mind. At this time, Lao He became the brain, directing his hands - the Chu sisters to adjust various values.
It was quite strange to feel that the lifelong enemy suddenly became his right-hand man.
However, in these short few days, Lao He has gradually gotten used to it.
"Midazolam, large double is 3.5mg, small double is 3.1mg."
"Ketamine, large double is 32mg, small double is 27mg."
"Ketamine micropump, large double pump 75mg/kg/h, small double pump 62mg/kg/h."
Lao He issued instructions one by one, and Da Chu and Xiao Chu executed them silently and quickly. Their movements were completely synchronized, like an anesthesiologist doing anesthesia in front of the mirror.
Only the dosage was slightly different, but only Lao He could feel this subtle difference.
"IPPM pressurized to 15cmH20."
"Tidal volume, large double..."
Lao He said calmly and indifferently, without any emotion. As soon as he started, he got into the zone.
Boss Zheng's gaze seemed to be everywhere. As he officially got on the plane, the first and only opportunity was right in front of him.
No mistakes are allowed, and there is no chance to start over again after a mistake.
Lao He no longer thought wildly, and his lifelong enemy became his right and left hand, vividly showing his rich experience and skillful control in his life.
In the operating room, songs of good luck echoed.
Su Yun didn't seem to hear the singing that he usually hated most, and all his attention was focused on the operation that was about to be completed.
His fingers trembled slightly, recalling his previous feelings.
During this period, under the influence of his extremely high talent and continuous surgical training, his surgical skills improved rapidly. Until now, Su Yun didn't know how much his surgery had improved, or to what extent.
As for the boss... let him cooperate with me.
After getting dressed, Su Yun took the oval forceps and curved plate, sterilized the conjoined twins with iodophor, and then laid out sterile drape.
The surgical area was very small, as he was a baby after all. This feeling was a little awkward for Su Yun, who had long been accustomed to large-scale thoracotomy surgeries.
Although he had undergone countless surgical trainings, he still couldn't get used to it.
Standing in front of the operating table, he stretched out his hand and found the hemostatic forceps holding gauze in the palm of his hand.
Then electrocautery was applied to the legs of the conjoined twins.
Su Yun did not raise his head. He knew that the lancet must be slapped in the palm of his boss's hand. At this moment, all he needs to do is help his boss separate the liver.
A stage of your own, after opening your chest.
The operation was performed very quickly, almost no different from a simulated operation. Su Yun was shocked by the stability of his boss.
There is a huge difference between real surgery and simulated surgery, but my boss bridges the huge gap with his own skills. After Su Yun witnessed this moment with his own eyes, he was not surprised, but felt much calmer.
With the snapping sound of the ultrasound knife, the liver was separated bit by bit. The technique is skillful and stable, without any flaws.
After the liver surgery, Su Yun's confidence greatly increased.
What he was most worried about before was that there was a difference between the model simulating surgery and the real person, but after seeing his boss's surgery, he knew that even if he made any mistakes, his boss would make up for it.
With him around, I really feel at ease.
Su Yun blew out a habitual breath, and the hot air surged up in the mask, causing his eyelashes to tremble slightly.
After the chest was opened, Lao He's voice came one after another.
He was always paying attention to the pumping speed of each drug and the timing of injecting the heart rate-lowering drug.
All this was exactly the same as rehearsing the surgery, but Su Yun did not relax, but was slightly nervous.
According to deduction, Xiao Chu should be given medication to lower the heart rate of the conjoined twins at this time. The concentration and speed of administration are different for everyone, and you have to refer to the other person's data.
This is the so-called most difficult step. If it weren't for the Chu sisters, this step would never have been completed.
But can the Chu sisters do it
If the beating error is more than 5 times per minute, Su Yun believes that the operation will be declared a failure.
Even the boss can't successfully separate the location of the atrium connection when different heart rates are involved in each other.
A heart was in his throat. Su Yun narrowed his eyes and looked at the two small hearts connected together.
Bang~bang bang~~bang bang bang~~~
Soon, the heart rate slowed down, and the beating speed gradually became consistent.
It actually worked. Su Yun narrowed his eyes even more tightly, staring at those two little hearts like knives.
Almost unanimous! The error... let alone 5 times/min, even 1 time/min doesn't seem to exist.
The two hearts beat simultaneously, clearing the last obstacle for the operation!
Su Yun pursed his lips hard under the sterile mask, waiting for the moment when he would make his shining debut.
The lancet cuts away, and the suction device immediately comes up with just the right pressure to suck away the blood and expose the operating space for the surgeon.
Zheng Ren was not nervous. He had done this scene nearly ten times in the system operating room.
Perhaps this was not the surgical training he had done many times successfully, but in the end it was because the surgical training time was exhausted, and he had no choice but to leave the system operating room.
The assistant system was simply a gold-swallowing beast, and Zheng Ren was speechless.
Cut, separate, and continue to operate at the risk of blood the moment the suction device opens the surgical field.
Zheng Ren didn't even look up once.
He believed in Lao He, he believed in the Chu sisters, he believed in Su Yun, he believed in Xie Yiren who stood beside him and whenever he reached out for the equipment he needed, he would slap it in his hand.
This time, he did not do it alone, the presence of a team made the impossible surgery possible.
The moment he touched the connection between the heart and the heart, Zheng Ren seemed to feel that Lao He, who was standing 2.23 meters to his left, seemed to let out a sigh of relief.
but,
Operation,
The most difficult place,
just began!
He reached out and took the patch and needle holder into his palm. Zheng Ren sutured the atrium on Su Yun's side, and Su Yun sutured the atrium on Zheng Ren's side.
The four hands were intertwined, one moving clockwise and the other counter-clockwise.
Under the Zeiss microscope, the field of view is so wide that Zheng Ren is doing two things at once. Not only must he observe his own skills, but he must also take care of Su Yun's speed.
This kind of opposite stitching has extremely low error tolerance. Once you make a mistake, all your efforts will be wasted.
But Su Yun seemed to perform at a higher level than any other surgical training. Zheng Ren hardly made any concessions, and the two of them performed the operation as quickly as possible.
Time passes minute by minute.
The patch where the heart was separated has been sutured, and the song of good luck seems to be more melodious.