Rinse and close the abdomen.
Zheng Ren's technique is skillful. Although every step is meticulous, in other people's eyes, it feels too fast to see clearly and it is dazzling.
Director Sun also came, although he already knew that Zheng Ren was better at surgery than him. But today Zheng Ren was obviously in a hurry, and he used all his hand speed. Director Sun was dumbfounded.
He had long given up on fighting with the two dragons in the emergency department, one old and one young. Now when he saw Su Yun and Director Zhang performing chest surgery, he was very interested in watching the excitement.
Zhang Linyou, Director Zhang, is an idiot who usually likes to pretend to be a big name. He didn't know that this time he was facing an iron wall.
Although Director Sun of the Second Department of General Surgery knew nothing about Su Yun's past, he didn't know that Zheng Ren had mobilized a master-level skill book.
But all the past events, like morning bells and evening drums, gave him some hints.
Director Sun was keenly aware that there would be something good to watch today.
"Where did you do it?" Zheng Ren lowered his head and closed his abdomen. The light of the shadowless lamp was a little dim because a lamp was separated to illuminate the chest surgical field.
"The damaged lungs and bronchial arteries have been sutured, and other parts are being explored." Su Yun said, "Boss, come over and take a look after your work. Why do I feel like there is something wrong with the mediastinum."
Zheng Ren responded.
The abdominal cavity was closed smoothly and took less than an hour from start to finish.
"Doctor Zheng's skills are really good." Dean Xiao nodded and said, "Old Director Pan, you are very capable of leading a team."
"Zheng Ren himself is very skilled, I have nothing to teach him." Old Director Pan said seriously.
At this time, the abdominal trauma was basically treated, but the chest surgery was still in progress, and Director Pan was not in the mood to joke yet.
Several stab wounds on the abdominal wall began to slowly ooze blood.
Zheng Ren knew that this was a manifestation of the patient's blood volume being increased with massive blood transfusions and fluid rehydration.
After asking Yang Lei to sew up the skin and suture several stab wounds, Zheng Ren moved closer to Su Yun.
Zheng Ren was very unfamiliar with thoracic surgery. During his internship, he followed the teacher on the stage and pulled the hook a few times.
Therefore, although he is already a master of thoracic surgery, Zheng Ren is still a little cautious.
The patient was on one-lung ventilation, and the right lung tissue shrank into a pile like an airless balloon.
Traces of two penetrating injuries can be seen in the lower lobe of the right lung and the middle lobe of the right lung.
The wound has been repaired and the chest has been filled with warm salt water.
Chu Yanran turned on one-lung ventilation and applied pressure to expand the lung tissue to see if there was any air leakage that had been repaired.
Repairing the lungs is the same as repairing the intestines. The technical content is... that's about it.
Even without Director Zhang, Su Yun could complete it alone. Zheng Ren had strong confidence in Su Yun.
If he couldn't do this job well, how could he still have the dignity to be called the rising star of the Imperial Capital's cardiothoracic surgery department
"Boss, how long is the gangster's knife?" Su Yun asked.
"About 30cm." Zheng Ren replied, recalling the bright red and sharp patches on the snow.
"There is a small chance that the mediastinum will be injured." Su Yun said immediately.
"Suction device, wear a condom." Zheng Ren stretched out his hand, and the suction device was patted on his hand.
"It should be OK." Director Zhang looked at the flushing fluid, which showed only a little bit of red and no bubbles emerging. He felt that the operation was completed. "The repair of the ruptured lung was well done. It's time to close the chest."
"We still need to check." Su Yun checked.
"You do the surgery or I do the surgery!" Director Zhang said solemnly: "The longer the patient is anesthetized, the less likely he is to recover after surgery."
"After the operation, I will go to the ICU for care." Su Yun said lightly: "How about, Director Zhang, will you come?"
It’s so choking.
Director Zhang was furious.
But... you can't quarrel with Su Yun on the operating table.
It's one thing to be able to scold him. Even if he wins, does he really have to go to the ICU to care for postoperative patients
He knew that Su Yun's level of critical care medicine was very high, but he might not be.
Director Zhang raised his head angrily and looked at Dean Xiao.
Dean Xiao was also very surprised. Who gave Su Yun the confidence to deny the statement of the chief director of the junior college during the operation
Generally speaking, if you are not absolutely sure, you should close your mind at this time.
"Let them try." Old Director Pan made the final decision.
Director Zhang angrily slapped the hemostatic forceps on the sterile drape aside and turned around to leave.
"You go over there." Zheng Ren said.
Su Yun nodded, raised his hands flat against his chest, walked around the operating table, and stood where Director Zhang had just stood.
"One lung ventilation." Zheng Ren said.
Chu Yanran immediately operated, and the patient's right lung deflated again.
Looking through the pleura, the two searched carefully. After a few minutes, they found a wound less than 1cm on the pleura on one side of the mediastinum.
The hole was very small, it looked like just a scratch, nothing serious.
If you don't pay attention, you won't be able to see this opening.
Su Yun pondered, and Zheng Ren noticed that in the diagnosis of the system panel on the upper right side of the field of vision, there was a red light flashing, esophageal rupture.
It seemed that the knife was relatively deep. After penetrating the lungs, it pierced the mediastinal pleura, and after entering the mediastinum, it scratched the esophagus.
"Open it and take a look." Zheng Ren reached out and slapped the sharp knife in his hand.
Whether it is general surgery or thoracic surgery, whenever Zheng Ren needs it, Xie Yiren can accurately and gently pat the instruments into his hands.
this,
perhaps,
Just life.
There is no debauchery, no extravagance, no sweet talk, no splash of enthusiasm.
As soon as she reached out, she knew what she wanted.
This kind of life is indeed very good.
There was no joy in Zheng Ren's heart, and his attention was always on the patient.
The sharp knife follows the wound in the mediastinal pleura and opens the mediastinal pleura.
Director Sun's eyes lit up, he knew that the drama might be here.
Comrade Zheng Ren is so determined to get it that he even dares to undergo thoracic surgery, and judging from the situation, he is full of confidence.
Are there really evildoers in this world
In the past, Director Sun didn't believe in surgery, but he was familiar with it. No matter how stupid you are, if you perform a hundred surgeries, no matter how stupid you are, you should be able to do it.
But ever since he met Zheng Ren, he believed that there were evil spirits in this world.
Being robbed of emergency surgery in the general surgery department, whether it was the first department or the second department of general surgery, I couldn't hold my head up in the hospital.
Director Sun has been used to being cautious all his life, and he was pressured by Director Liu before. Although he was aggrieved, it was not unbearable.
Today, it looks like it's the thoracic surgery's turn.
Director Sun's mouth curled up under his sterile mask. He was very happy. He wanted to see how the always arrogant and domineering Director Zhang was slapped in the face.
As long as someone is with you, no matter how embarrassing it is, you can seem to tolerate it.
You see, it’s not just me who can’t do it, but he can’t do it too, right? That kid is too evil, not me.
This is Director Sun's mentality now.
He has an obsessive confidence in Zheng Ren, which even exceeds that of old Director Pan.
Perhaps this is another manifestation of Stockholm syndrome.
Zheng Ren didn't know Director Sun's inner drama. At this moment, he had returned to the system space and started training for thoracic surgery.