Because he was undergoing surgery, Zheng Ren did not dare to delay. He entered the system space and directly clicked to purchase surgical training time.
A system operating room was built, and the condition of the experimental subject was very considerate and similar to that of Yang Lili.
At this point, Zheng Ren really felt that the system was very kind.
The purpose is clear and you can get the training you want most.
that's enough.
Since it was only esophageal repair and mediastinal pleural repair, Zheng Ren didn't redeem much operating time. Five hours was enough, he thought.
Esophageal repair is not a major surgery like esophageal cancer resection. It is completely different from a difficult surgery like upper esophageal cancer radical resection.
Just sewing it up is enough, no special skills are needed at all.
Out of caution, Zheng Ren trained in the system operating room for a few hours. Otherwise, he would always be afraid that he would make a mistake and make a mistake, which would lead to poor postoperative recovery or even death of the patient.
In that case, the hatred will last a lifetime.
In five hours, Zheng Ren performed more than 30 operations. It's just repairing the mediastinal pleura and esophagus, it's simple and unnecessary.
As the surgical training time ended, Zheng Ren came out of the system space.
Still holding a sharp knife in his hand, Su Yun felt a little strange and asked: "Boss, what are you thinking about?"
"I was thinking that the gastric tube might need to be left in for a few more days after surgery." Zheng Ren said casually.
With the hand raised and lowered, the sharp knife extends the wound on the patient's mediastinal pleura, bluntly separates it, and finds the esophageal wall.
Sure enough, there was a damaged spot on the esophageal wall, less than 0.5cm.
Su Yun used hemostatic forceps to explore and found that this point penetrated one side of the esophageal wall. If not discovered, the patient's digestive juices after surgery will cause the area to never heal, and may even cause esophageal-tracheal basket or even bronchopleural fistula in the future.
but,
As long as it is discovered,
Everything is easy to say.
Old Director Pan's face instantly relaxed, and his chest lifted higher.
Although he didn't even look at Director Zhang Linyou of the Department of Thoracic Surgery, his meaning was very clear: You are not good at diagnosis and surgery. Compared with the soldiers under my command, you are much worse!
Director Sun's heart blossomed with joy.
His self-confidence was indeed justified. The esophagus was damaged. If this damage was discovered, it would be a minor problem. The worst would be to keep the stomach tube in place for a few more days.
Even without suturing, it probably won't be a big problem.
But if it hadn't been discovered, things would have been a big deal.
Director Zhang Linyou, it’s your turn today.
Director Sun smiled and wanted to see Director Zhang Linyou's expression after eating something, but he looked around and couldn't find Director Zhang.
"Where is Director Zhang?" Director Sun asked cheerfully.
"Just went out." Chu Yanzhi said casually. She was very depressed today. With so many people, it’s impossible to make a living.
The room is full of people. Although the operating room needs as few people as possible, this patient is an urgent patient in the city. The director is here. If the directors of other related departments are not here, I am afraid that the future will not be easy. Better off.
As for the impact on patients... I can't think about that much for the time being.
This situation has long been familiar, and everyone present has a clear understanding of it.
Once upon a time, a ministerial leader went back to his hometown to visit relatives. His hometown was in a remote rural area near Haicheng. Because the conditions were difficult and the schedule was tight, the old leader caught a cold after returning home.
There are no specific drugs in the small hospital in my hometown. I have never even heard of specific anti-flu drugs such as Tamiflu and Peramivir.
The doctor there gave the old leader dexamethasone for three days, and his symptoms were greatly relieved. The old leader was very happy and fully praised the medical level of the township hospital.
When the old leader came to Haicheng, everyone in the first hospital was in trouble.
Tell me what to do about this matter.
Normal treatment requires a recovery period of at least two to three days, during which some flu symptoms will still occur.
What would the leaders think
The medical level of Haicheng City No. 1 Hospital is actually not as good as the township health clinic!
Isn’t this nonsense
Therefore, in Haicheng No. 1 Hospital, in addition to corresponding and correct treatment, dexamethasone was given for two days to relieve symptoms.
As for the future... doesn't the old leader always want to return to the imperial capital? All the doctors in the Imperial City are so awesome and they will always find a way. (Note 1)
The thing is so strange, as it is said in unofficial history, the emperor could not drink new tea, only old tea. Everyone is afraid...
Insights into worldly affairs are all knowledge, and the principles are basically the same.
The situation is the same today. A bunch of people are in the operating room, afraid that they will not be there when the patients who are valued by the city are being rescued.
If someone is accused of being disorganized... then that's fucked up.
With so many people gone, except for a girl like Chu Yanzhi who is full of energy and has countless calories waiting to be burned, who would notice that Director Zhang Linyou slipped away after seeing the esophageal rupture
Su Yun smiled slightly when he discovered that his esophagus was ruptured. As soon as he stretched out his hand, unexpectedly, he was empty.
Zheng Ren was slightly faster than him, and the needle holder with a small needle and thin thread was immediately captured in his hand.
Su Yun was startled for a moment and realized that Zheng Ren's technique was very skillful. This was definitely not his first time doing chest surgery.
A little confused, what else can this guy not do
Zheng Ren did a very good job in the small details of suturing the esophagus, even better than Su Yun did it himself... He was definitely not as good as himself, Su Yun thought, but Zheng Ren was really good at it.
The esophageal rupture was sutured, the mediastinal pleura was sutured, and the patient was flushed again. After seeing no bloody fluid, Zheng Ren and Su Yun began to close the chest.
"Boss, are you familiar with thoracic surgery?" Su Yun said.
"I understand a little bit," Zheng Ren said.
"..." Su Yun immediately remembered the scene in the imperial capital, when Mr. Wang was almost surprised and his jaw dropped.
The same move, used repeatedly, is useless against Su Yun. He subconsciously blew the black hair on his forehead, and a stream of hot air blew onto the sterile mask.
Su Yun shook his head.
The process of closing the chest is a little more complicated than closing the abdomen, but it's not that complicated.
The two have been working together for some time and have a high level of understanding. With Xie Yi by his side, one person was sewing, the other was tying knots, and cutting threads. Four hands were flying up and down, and the chest closure was completed in five or six minutes.
On the other side, Yang Lei was still sewing his own skin.
"The operation was successful." Director Pan glanced at the monitor and said.
"Yes." Dean Xiao put his hands behind his back and said, "Strict attention must be paid to perioperative treatment after surgery. If you have any difficulties, please contact the medical office and hospital office directly. The rescue must be successful at all costs."
After saying that, Dean Xiao turned around and left the operating room.
But before he turned around, Ding Zhongtai ran in in a panic and whispered: "Dean, when the ambulance rescued just now, it rear-ended a Porsche. Now the owner is in the traffic police team and is making a big fuss."
"Huh?" Dean Xiao didn't notice the scratch on the face in front of the ambulance at that time. He didn't know about it at all and looked at Ding Zhongtai in confusion.
Director Lao Pan snorted coldly and said, "There are relevant videos in the ambulance's driving recorder. How can he still have the nerve to make such a fuss?"
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Note 1: This is a true story.
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