"Wear lead clothes and come on stage!" Zheng Ren replied in a roar as he brushed his hands.
Wang Liren was stunned for a moment. Do you need to wear lead clothes? What kind of surgery is this
But he didn't speak.
During emergency rescue, only one voice can speak. If you say something, I say something, and each person says something, I am afraid that the patient will become cold if he waits for a unanimous opinion.
Su Yun said: "Mr. Wang, I'll change the breast bottle later."
After speaking, he came to the other side of the patient and began to remove the chest bottle.
Zheng Ren walked in wearing lead clothes and holding up his hands.
When they came to the instrument table, Xie Yi had already prepared curved plates, oval forceps, and gauze pieces.
There was no verbal communication, not even eye contact, everything was so natural.
Zheng Ren took the bent plate, the circulating nurse poured half a bottle of iodine into it, and Zheng Ren began to disinfect it.
"Su Yun, which side are you going to do first?" Zheng Ren's words were a bit difficult to pronounce, but no one in the operating room could not understand.
"They are all the same." Su Yun saw that after connecting the chest closed drainage bottle, the bottle was full again, and the black and red blood seemed to be drawn out for free, and he was obviously a little annoyed and impatient.
"Yanran, after the anesthesia is over, the right side is elevated." Zheng Ren ignored Su Yun's annoyance and turned to Chu Yanran.
"Okay." Chu Yanran's tracheal intubation has been completed, and she has begun to connect to the ventilator and inject propofol and other drugs intravenously.
"Call Fugui'er." Zheng Ren said, "Tell him to hurry up."
"Mr. Zheng, are you preparing..." Wang Liren asked from the side.
"The liver damage is serious. Intervention is needed to stop the bleeding and explore at the same time." Zheng Ren disinfected and answered without looking at Wang Liren.
"Mr. Zheng, I can perform liver surgery." Wang Liren said cautiously.
Dr. Han was a little surprised, although he heard on the way that Mr. Zheng in front of him saved Fang Lin from the chest department in the imperial capital, and by chance, he helped Mr. Wang diagnose and operate a patient with pj syndrome.
No matter how high the level is, Mr. Wang is not so cautious.
For Mr. Wang, liver suturing can only be said to be a moderate job, no problem at all.
"Brush your hands and come on stage." Zheng Ren didn't waste any words.
But he didn’t say not to call Professor Rudolf Wagner.
Zheng Ren disinfects and lays out the sheets quickly but not messily.
He did not directly perform interventional angiography, but stood in the position of the surgeon. Without waiting for Wang Liren and Dr. Han to brush their hands, he asked Chu Yanran to help him adjust the sterile lamp. He stretched out his hand and the hemostat clamped with iodophor gauze fell on it. in hand.
It was more comfortable to have the surgery at home. Zheng Ren thought about the "experience" in the operating room of the university, which was completely incomparable to that at home.
The thought flashed away, and Zheng Ren began to disinfect.
Wiping off the iodophor with dry gauze, he stretched out his hand, and the scalpel was patted in the palm of his hand.
An incision was made in the middle of the abdomen, and the skin was cut open with one knife. It was pale and there was no bleeding.
"Surge blood! Hurry!" Zheng Ren patted the scalpel on the side of the patient's leg, stretched out his hand, and slapped the hemostatic forceps on his hand.
Blunt separation, step by step, quickly but without panic. He and Xie Yiren cooperated tacitly. Zheng Ren was fast, but Xie Yiren still followed with ease.
Wang Liren and Dr. Han finished washing their hands and walked in one after another wearing lead clothes.
It was the first time to wear lead clothes, and both of them were a little uncomfortable.
After coming in, only Zheng Ren was seen using one hand to open the abdominal cavity with an abdominal wall retractor and one hand blindly checking the patient's abdominal cavity.
The suction device is inserted into the patient's abdominal cavity, and the black and red blood is sucked out.
I'll go... so quickly, can you get this far just by brushing your hands? Wang Liren was startled.
He had seen Zheng Ren perform surgery, but he only helped him cut open and remove intestinal polyps. After Zheng Ren removed the intestinal polyps, he did not do anything else and quietly stepped down.
In Wang Liren's impression, Zheng Ren's surgery was good, but to what extent he could only make a rough guess. After all, cutting out the intestines to remove polyps is just a minor operation that has been eliminated, and the depth cannot be seen.
Originally, he thought that with him and the three doctors here, there would be no need to call Zheng Ren for emergency rescue.
It was impossible for Wang Liren not to feel uncomfortable about Director Pan's actions.
But it was just a small matter, and he didn't care much about it.
At this moment, Wang Liren was shocked when he saw that Zheng Ren had performed an abdominal dissection alone and that the kung fu surgery of brushing his hands had reached the stage of exploration.
He quickly began to put on sterile surgical gown.
That is to say, in Haicheng, if the director or the leading professors in their own hospital could do this, they would probably be scolded before they even got on stage.
The circulating nurse was on the phone urging blood. Wang Liren put on a sterile gown and went to take the sterile gloves that Xie Yi had placed on the edge of the instrument table. He removed the wrapping paper and put on the gloves before coming to the operating table.
Although this appearance is irregular, emergency surgery can be done for a while. An inch of time is an inch of gold, and it is most appropriate to use it at this moment.
Wang Liren felt that he was already very fast, but the moment he stood at the first aid position, Zheng Ren came out with the broken spleen in his hand and placed it in the pathology basin.
"..." Wang Liren seemed to be watching a thriller. Just now he confidently said that there was no need to call someone. Now that he thinks about it, he may not be so sure about what he said.
It would be so frustrating to stand on stage and be scolded by others, but you still couldn't say nonsense.
No wonder the hospital was so concerned about Mr. Zheng that they sent four people over at once.
Wang Liren was thinking a thousand times when he suddenly heard several crisp sounds.
"Retractor, don't be stunned." Zheng Ren looked at the surgical area and hit the big retractor with the hemostatic forceps in his hand.
"Oh." Wang Liren immediately calmed down and couldn't make a mistake.
As soon as he looked at Shu Ye, he immediately became a fool.
The patient's liver... was almost completely crushed.
There are hematomas everywhere, ruptures everywhere, and blood everywhere. This... How can I suture this? !
cut? You can't cut off the entire liver.
If that were the case, could an emergency liver transplant be performed
Even if there is no problem on the doctor's side, there is no liver source.
Wang Liren was stunned again.
"You, prepare to suture." Zheng Ren said coldly and without courtesy on the operating table, then turned around and stood on the patient's right leg.
"Yiren, Yanran, you two go out first." Zheng Ren said.
Su Yun came over, took a look at the liver, and said: "Boss, how about I do the liver first, Mr. Wang..."
It was rare that he did not criticize Mr. Wang. This was an emergency rescue, and everything centered on the patient lying on the stage.
But the distrust in his words was so clear that you could hear it with your heels.
Wang Liren's face turned red and he said solemnly: "I can do it."
Su Yun didn't say anything. He glanced at Zheng Ren and saw that he had no objection, so he went to disinfect the right chest wall.
"Tell Mr. Cao of the Chest Department and ask them to send someone if nothing happens." Su Yun roared.
Circulating nurses are busy with countless things, but calling people always has the highest priority.