Insulation measures were complete, and the pregnant women and newborns were sent away. Zheng Ren felt a cool breeze blowing on him after the air-tight door was opened, which made him feel refreshed.
The surgical gown on the front and back was soaked with sweat. It turned out that he had been nervous just now. Zheng Ren smiled.
"Boss, your technique is good." Su Yun looked at Zheng Ren and said with a smile.
"Yeah, not bad."
"Tsk, are you being humble?" Su Yun looked at Zheng Ren and asked nonchalantly.
Zheng Ren smiled and said to Yi Ren, "I'll change clothes and wait for you."
"Okay, I'll be here for half an hour, don't worry." Xie Yiren said while packing up the equipment table.
Zheng Ren smiled, tore off the sterile clothes and said, "Let's go."
"Boss Zheng, you are awesome." Lao He followed and said with a smile: "Go to the duty room to smoke a cigarette?"
"Well... let's go." Zheng Ren felt a little cold and wanted to get rid of his sweat first.
At that moment, the overall operation was fine, but the whole person was in a state of stress. Now there is a large amount of adrenaline, dopamine, and glucocorticoids in the body that need to be metabolized.
It's also nice to have a smoke afterward.
After going downstairs and arriving at the duty room of the MaShou Department, Lao He took out a cigarette, handed it to Zheng Ren and Su Yun, lit it and opened the window.
"Boss Zheng, I knew your level of anesthesia must be higher than mine." Lao He said sincerely.
"My level of anesthesia is also higher than yours, why didn't you tell me?" Su Yun asked.
Lao He smiled and avoided the question without any shame.
"Boss Zheng, when will the patient undergo the second stage of surgery? Shall we follow him?" Lao He asked.
Zheng Ren smiled. He knew that Lao He meant that if the second stage of surgery was to be performed, he was going to practice neonatal anesthesia.
"It shouldn't be necessary. After the first stage of surgery, the abdominal organs will be removed every 2-3 days, and finally the tension reduction sutures will be done. The rest of the surgery is not difficult and there is no need to do it." Zheng Rendao.
"Your ability is really..." Lao He scratched his head and sighed in his heart.
"Lao He, your ability to flatter me has improved." Su Yun laughed and said, "No, the boss doesn't care about this. You performed very well just now and connected to the ventilator almost seamlessly."
Lao He chuckled, knowing that everything he did would be in vain in the eyes of Boss Zheng.
"Well, you did very well back then." Zheng Ren nodded.
He has already adapted to his role as the leader of the medical team, and his words are not as polite as before.
"This child's omphalocele is really big. I asked in the anesthesia group and the largest omphalocele they have experienced is only about 8cm." Lao He said with a smile, "The patient we are treating today is the heaviest. It’s mild, and the scope of omphalocele is the largest.”
"It makes no sense." Zheng Ren said, "If you want to write a paper... By the way, Su Yun."
Zheng Ren thought of something, turned his head and looked at Su Yun.
"Thesis? Zhou Litao's? He's looking for a case. In fact, I think it might be easier to just write a paper with Mr. Zhou's name on it," Su Yun said casually.
"Not Mr. Zhou, do you have any statistics on Lao Liu's fundus and left gastric artery embolization surgeries?" Zheng Ren asked.
"When you think about it, hundreds of operations have been performed." Su Yundao, "We have statistics, statistics according to a standard format. When Lao Liu went to Yimei for surgery, I told him about this, and he There’s data on it.”
"Oh, that's good." Zheng Ren took a puff of his cigarette, thinking that he had indeed overlooked a lot of things.
For example, Liu Xuzhi's surgical statistics.
He may not need it, but Lao Liu still wants it. It is estimated that Lao Liu did not have the information to prepare for promotion in Xilin Town before. If he wants to make further progress in the Imperial Capital, he must always be prepared.
"Lao Liu told me that he is very satisfied with his life now." Su Yun said with a smile: "The money he earns through hard work every day is almost as much as what he earned in half a year in his hometown, so there is nothing dissatisfying. "
"Well, people always have to look forward."
"Everyone is different. Old Liu has his own ideas. I am thinking about helping him sort out the information recently..."
"Brother Yun, can you help me sort out the information?" Lao He immediately posted it.
"Good luck with the surgery next time. The article will be mine." Su Yun threw out a piece of meat and bone.
Lao He thought for a while and didn't say yes or no. He just smiled and pretended that he had lost his memory and had forgotten what happened just now.
Su Yun shook his head slightly. Lao He couldn't even tempt him to publish a paper. He was so stubborn.
Also at his age, there is not much demand for papers. If he publishes in a top journal, he can blow it up while eating. Looking at Lao He, he has no ambition to be the director of the anesthesiology department.
"Lao Liu, if you have time to perform two surgeries on him, I think he can still improve. He is embarrassed to tell you, but I can feel it."
"Well, I'll just go there in the next few days." Zheng Ren said with a smile, "Although Old Liu is a little older, I didn't expect him to reach this stage."
"Forced by money." Su Yun said, "If possible, who would be willing to have his wife carry a rolling pin around for thousands of dollars."
Recalling that time when he went to Xilin Town for surgery, Zheng Ren felt that time passed really quickly. In the blink of an eye, the college entrance examination is over, and Gao Shaojie will come over in the next few days.
"After Lao Liu has sorted out the information, I think it's enough to apply for a Natural Science Foundation." Su Yundao said.
"No need." Zheng Ren didn't care.
Lao He listened with mixed feelings.
Look at Boss Zheng, how much effort he put into applying for the Natural Science Foundation and preparing for promotion to a deputy senior position.
But Boss Zheng just said it was unnecessary, and he didn't think it was difficult at all.
But when Lao He thought about it again, it was indeed the case.
Boss Zheng only cares about the Nobel Prize. What the hell is the Natural Science Foundation
"I have contacted the editor of The Lancet, and they said that Hopkinson also has a scientific research on fundus and left gastric artery embolization, and the article has been submitted." Su Yundao said, "I have to pay close attention these days, otherwise I will be attacked first. It’s boring to do it.”
"Oh." Zheng Ren was not very interested in this kind of thing, so he just responded lightly.
"Go and take a look at Lao Liu. If you give him two more surgeries, the speed will be faster." Su Yundao said, "I've been saying this for a long time, but why haven't I seen you take a look? You're eating the dough made by someone else's hand for nothing!"
Zheng Ren thought of the hand-made noodles made by Liu Xuzhi's lover, which were really to his liking. I don’t know if the power of the rolling pin was developed by Lao Liu.
He responded with a smile and tried to put out the cigarette butt. A mineral water bottle appeared in front of him, and Lao He had already prepared it with a low eyebrow.
"Then I'll leave first, Lao He." Zheng Ren threw the cigarette butt in and turned to leave.