The male instrument nurse didn't talk back. He didn't even have time to be upset. At this time, it would be fine if someone spoke, no matter what he said.
None of the people present noticed the need to turn off the background music, especially after the same song was randomly picked up for the second time. All that came to everyone's mind were mysterious and mysterious words like ill-fated.
Zheng Ren took the large curved retractor and used the retractor for protection according to his experience in the system operating room. He also stuffed a few pieces of gauze and then carefully began to free the dorsal side of the parasitic fetus.
He has mastered the use of blunt scissors in his hands, almost always using the edgeless side of the outer edge to constantly free the adhesions of the parasitic fetus.
Along with the blunt scissors came the ultrasonic scalpel in Su Yun's hand.
The angle was reversed little by little. Zheng Ren was very cautious and did not do any operation where his hands were not in sight. At the same time, he did not allow Su Yun to do similar operations, and everything was under control.
Although the operation speed is a bit slower, it is more stable.
Time passed by minute by second. Although the operation was slow, the overall progress was moving forward unswervingly.
What is surprising is that the song "Red Wedding Dress" was played four times in a row in random mode, as if it was clicked on a single loop.
Except for Zheng Ren and Su Yun, everyone was on the verge of collapse.
Bang bang, the sound of the ultrasonic knife was mixed with Hong Wedding's singing, like some kind of mixed sound playing in harmony. Instead of offsetting the weirdness of the red wedding dress, it actually added a sense of eeriness.
"Pathology basin." Zheng Ren said solemnly.
Two seconds later, the equipment nurse did not move. He was hopelessly distracted, and his mind was still calculating the probability of playing the same song randomly four times.
Zheng Ren frowned, glanced sideways at the male equipment nurse, and sighed inwardly. If Yiren was here, this situation would definitely not happen.
It's just that Zheng Ren wouldn't ask his lover to perform this kind of surgery together.
At this time, after cutting off the parasitic fetus, Zheng Ren felt relaxed. He was not "bitten" and the operation was not affected by too careful protection. It was already very good.
At this time, he heard the ending of the red wedding dress - "It's not my fault, it's not my fault. It's not my fault."
"What kind of song is this? How come it's not good luck?" Zheng Ren's voice was like Hong Zhongdalu's, shattering the miserable and strange singing.
"Do you have any sense of aesthetics?" Su Yun said unhappily: "Hey, young man, pathology basin!"
"Oh, oh." The male instrument nurse and Lao He said oh twice at the same time, and handed over the pathology basin. Lao He ran to the computer like a rabbit, without even clicking to exit, and directly took Su Yun's USB flash drive. Pull it out.
At the last moment, he took a look at the songs on the USB flash drive. There were at least hundreds of them. Damn it, hundreds of songs can be randomized 4 times in a row, how low the probability is.
Good luck to you, good luck to you...
Hearing the familiar song, Lao He burst into tears.
Once upon a time, he felt a little disgusted when he heard about good luck. This song is so festive, my brain hurts after listening to it too much.
But there is no harm without comparison.
After the eerie contrast of the red wedding dress, Good Luck really matches the atmosphere of the operating room. Not to mention anything else, just the words "good luck" are worth hearing for a lifetime, Lao He thought to himself.
"Alas." Su Yun sighed after hearing the song of good luck. He looked around the operating room and glanced at everyone, including his boss, with disdain.
This is contempt of taste.
But Zheng Ren didn't pay attention to Su Yun's gaze, and he put the parasitic fetus into the pathology basin. I used a retractor to cover the intestines and internal organs. I felt very relieved when I saw that there was no active bleeding.
"rinse."
"Brother Feng, please raise the hook higher."
"The location of the spleen fossa is exposed. Let me take a look."
"Wear a condom on the suction device."
The instructions were mixed with the song of good luck, breaking through the previous haze in the operating room. It seemed like a ray of sunshine penetrated the thick clouds and shone into the operating room.
"Don't touch the pathology, just cover it with a large piece of gauze and show it to the patient's family for a quick look," Zheng Ren said.
"Okay." The male instrument nurse also became a little more active under the BGM of Good Luck Comes. The temperature in the room rose rapidly as the singing of Good Luck Comes and the main part of the operation ended, and he responded briskly.
The pathology basin was put aside and covered with a white gauze pad.
"Brother Feng, please be careful when you take the parasitic fetus to show the patient's family later." Zheng Ren instructed while rinsing, "Don't use your hands, be sure to use oval forceps."
"Yeah." Feng Jianguo's courage had long been frightened, and he nodded repeatedly.
This surgery was performed. I was originally prepared to take a good look at Boss Zheng's skills, but I didn't expect to be frightened by the red wedding dress.
"Boss, why don't you listen to another song? This song is too vulgar." Su Yun babbled.
"It's very good. I'm having an operation. How can I be in the mood to listen to music? I just want to get a good result, it's not important." Zheng Ren squinted his eyes to observe the operation area, repeatedly confirmed that there was no bleeding, and then said, "Prepare to close the abdomen. Count the equipment."
The circulating nurse and the equipment nurse began to count the equipment, and Zheng Ren began to thread the needles and suture the peritoneum himself.
"You really have no sense of aesthetics at all." Su Yundao said, "The song "Red Wedding Dress" just now was so poignant and beautiful, didn't you hear it?"
"What patients need is not poignancy, but good luck. Well, so do doctors." Zheng Rendao.
Su Yun shrugged, and the three masks he wore were slightly different. While he was suturing Zheng Ren, he said to Feng Jianguo: "Brother Feng, aren't you ready to take the pathology specimens to the patient's family now?"
It was supposed to be the time for the surgeon to show the pathological specimens to the patient's family, but for some reason, Feng Jianguo didn't move.
"I... let's wait for Boss Zheng to go with us." Feng Jianguo said with a sad face.
"You are timid!" Su Yun laughed and said, "Brother Feng, have you never practiced in an obstetrics and gynecology clinic?"
"That was all so many years ago." Feng Jianguo said, "Xiaocao, brush your hands and help me."
Feng Jianguo was going to let Quan Xiaocao and Su Yun sew up, and he took Boss Zheng to show the parasitic fetus to the patient's family.
In fact, it wouldn't be like this if it weren't for the red wedding dress just now to enhance the atmosphere. But once this kind of state of mind arises, the eerie and terrifying aura is cold to the bone, and he is still a little scared now.
He called Quan Xiaocao twice, but there was no response.
Feng Jianguo turned his head and glanced around the surgery room, but did not see Quan Xiaocao's person.
"Where's Xiaocao?"
The circulating nurse was counting the instruments, mumbling about the number, and said angrily: "I was so frightened that I cried during the second cycle. I'm probably wiping my tears in the dressing room now."