Two days later in the afternoon, Zheng Ren and Su Yun came to the operating room.
The patient with the parasitic fetus has completed the preoperative examination and there are no contraindications for surgery. It is scheduled to be performed after Zheng Ren completes the TIPS surgery today.
It wasn't a live surgery, but Zheng Ren greeted Director Xu and asked Lao He to anesthetize him.
As soon as I entered the operating room, the song of good luck came out.
Su Yun frowned and said: "Lao He, I need to change the song. The single cycle is not as repetitive as yours. How many times have I listened to it? Isn't it disgusting?"
Lao He just smiled and then said: "The anesthesia has been completed and the patient's condition is stable."
Su Yun did not wash his hands immediately. He took out a USB flash drive from the pocket of the isolation suit and shook it at Lao He.
Lao He was also very helpless. Brother Yun didn't want to hear about good luck, but Boss Zheng never said to change the song, so what else could he do
If he wants to change it, let him change it. Anyway, he won’t change it.
"What should I listen to? Let's play it randomly." Su Yun replaced the USB flash drive and clicked random play.
As for what song it was, Su Yun didn't care.
Zheng Ren didn't even care. His ears couldn't hear the sounds around him at all. He recalled the scene of the injury in his mind, reminding himself repeatedly that this operation must be done slowly and slowly.
Quan Xiaocao was going to wash his hands and disinfect them. Zheng Ren said, "Xiaocao, don't do this surgery."
"Ah?" Quan Xiaocao was startled.
"Are you brave?"
Quan Xiaocao shook his head in confusion. Su Yun smiled and said: "If you are brave, you won't be so timid. It must be very small."
"Then you go down and do your work. Be careful during this operation. Let's do it slowly." Zheng Ren said.
After hearing what Boss Zheng said, several people on the operating table were startled.
Feng Jianguo suddenly realized that Boss Zheng's exclusive equipment nurse was not on stage. Yesterday, he asked Director Xu to ask Director Xu for the only male nurse in the operating room to man the stage.
Isn't it just a parasitic fetus? Would it be scary? Feng Jianguo was a little confused.
Quan Xiaocao was a little reluctant to give up, but she was too timid to deny Boss Zheng's statement.
"Xiaocao, don't worry. The boss is either asking you to step down, or he is worried that the parasitic fetus operation will look weird." Su Yun comforted Quan Xiaocao with a smile.
"Oh." Quan Xiaocao's voice was trembling.
"You can watch it if you want. Just don't cry after watching it." Su Yundao said, "Brother Feng, I'm going to wash my hands."
After saying that, Zheng Ren and Su Yun went to brush their hands together, and "strange" music echoed in the operating room.
The background music no longer meant good luck, which made Lao He feel a little dazed.
Lao He didn't pay so much attention when Su Yun changed the music, but once he was about to start the stage, he looked at the numbers on the ventilator and monitor, heard unfamiliar music in his ears, and always felt that something was missing.
Wash hands, disinfect, lay out sheets, everything goes smoothly. But Lao He looked at the operating table with uneasiness in his heart, fearing that something would go wrong, always feeling that something would happen today.
Ordinarily it shouldn't be, and Lao He was a little confused.
Boss Zheng’s level is outstanding. Although parasitic fetuses are rare, there is nothing special about the surgery.
There must be some mysterious and mysterious sayings in the medical industry that are causing trouble, Lao He thought to himself.
For example, you should never say you are idle when you are on duty. Once someone says so, just wait until dawn.
When he was still on duty, Lao He had a habit of never taking off his socks to sleep.
This is a summary of experience. If you take off your socks to sleep, you will definitely come to the emergency room at night! This is a lesson learned in blood and tears, and Lao He will remember it for the rest of his life.
Could it be said that the song "Good Luck Comes" should also become an objective law
Lao He looked at the surrounding instruments calmly, and began to check whether there was any problem with the instruments again like an obsessive-compulsive disorder.
Mainly the ventilator, the various pipes and lines are stable, there is no water accumulation in the pipes, and the airway pressure is normal.
Lao He clarified what he was responsible for and then stopped talking.
You can't tell Boss Zheng just because of a guess in your mind. Legend has it that witches who said unlucky words were burned to death.
Uh... You can't think so. Boss Zheng has already performed an operation on the witch.
While Lao He was thinking wildly, the operation began.
However, Boss Zheng's behavior like a rat before an earthquake must be a sign of something, and Lao He felt uneasy.
Open the skin and have a big mouth. Although it is not the mouth of heaven and earth, it is almost enough.
In the history of surgery, surgeries have become more sophisticated and less invasive. Nowadays, it is rare to see this Tiandikou operation, and Lao He found another piece of evidence.
However, Boss Zheng’s surgery was really beautiful. He incised and separated layer by layer, opened the abdominal cavity, and exposed the location of the parasitic fetus.
It looked like a tumor, with a translucent membrane on the outside, and a fetus-shaped object with an incomplete body could be vaguely seen inside.
Lao He looked at the parasitic fetus and felt a little panicked.
"Slow down, Su Yun, especially you." Zheng Ren said, "I will come when we separate. Don't do anything to me."
Su Yun was a little surprised, but he didn't say anything and nodded.
Zheng Ren stretched out his hand, and after two seconds, the instrument nurse asked: "Boss Zheng, do you want large forceps or hemostatic forceps?"
"Dull scissors."
With the scissors clapping in his hand, Zheng Ren began to separate bluntly.
At this moment, the sound of the background music suddenly changed.
The last song has been finished, and this song... has a somewhat eerie feeling.
The noise and the distorted sound of the guitar came out, and then there was a pause, and then the cold and lonely music sounded, as if it was haunted.
Lao He was startled for a moment and tightened his isolation suit. He felt a little cold.
"Brother Yun, what kind of music is this?" Lao He asked in a low voice.
"Red wedding dress, haven't you heard of it?" Su Yun lowered his head to see Zheng Ren doing blunt separation. He answered Lao He's question casually, being careful not to let his hands appear out of sight.
I don’t know what the boss is thinking, he can always foresee danger. Su Yun thought of many possibilities for this, but none of them matched his guess.
Anyway, just be obedient. There must be something weird about this surgery.
"Red wedding dress? Why is it this style of music?" Lao He asked when he saw Quan Xiaocao standing behind Boss Zheng, his body beginning to tremble faintly.
Even a battle-hardened anesthesiologist like Lao He wouldn't be able to hold on if he didn't say anything at this time.
MD! No wonder Boss Zheng had to kick Quan Xiaocao out before the show started. Such a ghastly operation with such gloomy background music would really kill him.
"Music from the beginning of the century, the work of teacher Wu Hongfei. It is said that this song has been banned and is a banned song." Su Yun said casually: "And there are rumors in the world that this song scares people to death."
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Lao He was dumbfounded. A song can scare people to death? What does it mean to put it in the operating room