The Surgeon’s Studio

Chapter 663: 656 Taught by Mr. Lao Pan

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"Boss, I think I must be too tired." Su Yun's voice sounded like a ghost.

Zheng Ren knew that since yesterday, he had been in a state of tension and excitement all the way, plus the freezing rain at night; when he arrived in Nanchuan Town, he had been nervous about rescue, and even an iron man couldn't bear it.

Su Yun was still doing well, but those students had already exhausted all their energy. I couldn't stand it anymore, so I found a place to relax for a while, woke up from my sleep, and got up to continue the search and rescue.

"Take a nap when you're tired. The surgery is done through incision anyway. There's not even a retractor, so you won't be needed." Zheng Ren struggled to find Zhao Yunlong in the rain.

"When I heard you talking about local anesthesia for splenectomy and liver repair, I thought I must be schizophrenic." Su Yun's eyes were lifeless, and the long black hair on his forehead was limp and wet on his handsome face.

"Well, schizophrenia is good." Zheng Ren said casually, "At least you have someone to discuss whatever happens to you. If you can split a dozen personalities and have a few girls, you can talk to them on your own. Chat to myself until the end of time."

"..." Su Yun cursed in his heart, Zheng Ren was indeed a monster. How could he still be energetic after struggling for so long

Her speech was still unpleasant and absent-minded.

Su Yun really didn't have the energy to argue with Zheng Ren. His mind seemed to have shut down and he didn't want to do anything except sleep.

"I'm going to take a rest for half an hour." Su Yun swayed his shoulders, without any energy.

Zheng Ren sent Su Yun to the shade of a tree, took off his coat and threw it to him.

Su Yun was not polite. Although all the clothes were wet, a little more would always keep warm.

The sweater underneath him kept the newborn baby warm, but now there was a vacuum under the camouflage uniform and it was freezing cold.

If another freezing rain really comes down, I'm afraid I'll be frozen to death if I fall asleep.

The vision was very poor, so Zheng Ren shouted at the top of his lungs to find Zhao Yunlong.

Soon, a tall figure came through the rain curtain and hurried over.

"Mr. Zhao, the seriously injured are dying. I want to perform surgery on them." Zheng Ren didn't talk nonsense. At this time, any nonsense can only be used to consume the little energy left.

"Surgery?" Zhao Yunlong looked particularly irritable, his forehead was swollen and bleeding, and his eyes were red and bloodshot. "What kind of surgery did you use?"

"For local anesthesia, I also have an incision bag." Zheng Ren said: "The incision can be washed and reused. At this time, I can't think so much."

Zhao Yunlong was silent. He had the same idea as Su Yun, whether he heard it wrong.

"Look for a syringe, lika, gauze, that's all." Zheng Ren informed him instead of discussing with Zhao Yunlong.

Zhao Yunlong was the oldest at the scene and had the highest military rank, so he has been responsible for directing the rescue work since arriving here.

There are not many medicines left, so every item must be carefully budgeted to prepare for emergencies.

"Comrade Zheng Ren..." Zhao Yunlong hesitated.

He knew the situation of the seriously wounded. There was a lack of medical treatment and severe hemorrhagic shock, and even the most common sugar and salt water was only carried in small amounts.

The blood volume is severely insufficient, and it will be fatal to survive.

Give it a try, what if Zheng Ren really has a way? Zhao Yunlong immediately made up his mind.

Although Zheng Ren's statement is so unreliable, it is at least a positive method, and it is also the only feasible method now.

Try it, if it doesn't work, that's life.

Zhao Yunlong called over several young students and carried a seriously injured person into the tent.

Plastic sheets that were usually thrown to the ground and no one would pick them up were now valuable strategic resources, and only the seriously injured were covered. As for the others, just huddle together under the twisted trees to keep warm.

There is nothing to prepare for. Running out of ammunition and food is the best word to describe the situation at this time.

Zhao Yunlong knew that there must be countless troops, firefighting officers and soldiers rushing in anxiously outside, risking aftershocks, mudslides, and flying debris. It would only be a matter of time before they were rescued.

But it's not certain whether these seriously injured people can survive until then.

He sighed and saw that the team members brought the seriously injured number over, so he acquiesced to this.

Zheng Ren started local disinfection. Zhao Yunlong came to the tent and asked, "Mr. Zheng, let me help you."

"No need." Zheng Ren shook his head.

Zhao Yunlong's eyebrows were watered.

Zheng Ren didn't explain to him either. Time was tight and Zheng Ren was also very tired and mentally exhausted.

Compared with others, Zheng Ren not only experienced everything, but also trained in local anesthesia surgery for more than ten days in the system space.

Although he still has enough physical strength, the fatigue in his heart cannot be erased no matter what.

Zhao Yunlong watched Zheng Ren's movements quietly, preparing for the operation, then putting on gloves, disinfecting, holding the blade in his hand, and making an 8cm incision, every inch.

The skin was cut and there was no bleeding.

It's not that Zheng Ren's level is high, but that the patient is already in a state of severe hemorrhagic shock. The capillaries on the body surface have contracted, and the body's functions are self-regulating to supply all blood to the most important organs.

Blunt separation, skillful and rapid.

Zheng Ren did not inject local anesthesia everywhere, but injected a small amount of anesthesia at several points and continued the action.

Zhao Yunlong couldn't understand Zheng Ren's methods at all.

He is a doctoral student with a professional background, and he is still the kind of backbone who has made certain achievements at a young age.

No medical school will teach students to use local anesthesia to perform surgeries above level three. Even if barefoot doctors in rural areas performed local anesthesia surgeries in the past, the surgery would never be graded above level three.

Barefoot doctors can only treat appendicitis and spleen removal under local anesthesia? No one has ever done it. I haven't even heard of it.

Zhao Yunlong watched silently. In less than a minute, Zheng Ren had bluntly separated the skin, subcutaneous tissue, fat, and muscles, and reached the peritoneum.

Opening the peritoneum, dark red blood gurgled out.

Zhao Yunlong finally saw a scene that he would never forget. Zheng Ren's left hand reached in, and his other hand occasionally used a syringe to insert through the narrow gap to inject local anesthetic.

Zheng Ren spent most of the time using the hemostatic forceps on his right hand to assist his left hand in completing various preparations for spleen removal.

The patient, however, showed no reaction at all, lying on the ground pale and motionless.

He couldn't be dead... Zhao Yunlong gently touched the radial artery of the seriously injured person.

There are still slight fluctuations, and the blood pressure is estimated to be around 50 mmHg.

Is local anesthesia really possible? Zhao Yunlong didn't understand. He had never learned anything from books. The most he knew about was acupuncture anesthesia, which he started researching in the 1950s.

However, only half of a bottle of lidocaine diluted with saline was used, and Zheng Ren took out the spleen with a large hole exposed in a pool of blood.

You really don't need to be an assistant yourself. Even if you want to be one, you don't have the skills to do it. Zheng Ren was performing blind exercises, touching with his hands, and relying on touch to cut off ligaments and block the splenic pedicle.

"Zheng...Mr. Zheng...have you studied?" Zhao Yunlong was dumbfounded.

"Old Director Pan from Haicheng has said several times that he used to be a military doctor." Zheng Ren passed the blame to Old Director Pan.

Military doctor? I am a military doctor, why has no one taught me this kind of surgery? ! Zhao Yunlong thought in confusion.