Not only the lungs, but also the pericardium has been affected.
If I were on stage... Everyone, whether they were in thoracic surgery or not, had this thought.
If you were to put yourself in my shoes, the operation would take at least four hours, and you might not be able to complete it.
"Prepare to open the mediastinum." Zheng Ren said lightly.
Su Yun nodded, he was already prepared.
Watching Zheng Ren work as an assistant, he seems to have new insights and experience, and his skills as an assistant have also improved.
He reached out and was about to ask the instrument nurse for the long tweezers when Su Yun's cell phone rang in his trouser pocket.
"Mr. Dong, answer the phone for me." Su Yun said.
"Oh." Dong Jia looked at the surgical field reluctantly. He took out his mobile phone from the pocket behind Su Yun's buttocks, connected it and put it to Su Yun's ear.
"Yiren, here we come." Su Yun said.
"My boss and I are on stage, I'll ask someone else to pick you up."
After speaking, Su Yun glanced at Dong Jia.
Dong Jia's heart was filled with sadness.
There were more than ten people watching the operation, and the operating table was completely packed. Because I arrived early, my location was second-class.
Even if you pee at this time, you have to hold it in.
Once you go out, you may not have enough footrest when you come back, so you have to stand on a small round stool to watch.
And if the person in front made any move, he would have already imagined in his mind that he would fall and hit his head on the edge of the suction device.
Head trauma, scalp contusion and laceration, epidural hematoma…
I don't want to go...
Dong Jia's thoughts were just thoughts. He didn't even have a chance to speak, and was defeated by Su Yun's eyes.
Forget it, I'd better pick someone up honestly.
"Brother Yun, are you a thoracic surgeon or a general surgeon?" Dong Jia turned to leave and asked casually.
"What are you thinking about?" Su Yun said while pinching a piece of tissue with long tweezers and exposing the surgical field to Zheng Ren, "It's the boss's equipment nurse."
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The air in the operating room was deathly quiet.
Is this standard configuration for Nobel Prize candidates? As an interventional surgeon, performing general surgery and thoracic surgery is not counted as performing surgery. You also need to bring your own assistant when you go on stage.
I can tolerate all this, but nurses have to bring their own equipment...
912 Many big guys are envious and jealous.
There are some people who bring assistants and equipment nurses when they go out to throw knives, but that is bullying outsiders. Who dares to do this on 912
When this person appeared in front of them, the crowd should have been denounced passionately, but when they saw the operation in front of them, everyone fell silent.
It is an indisputable fact that there are rare surgeries in the operating room and the equipment nurses cannot keep up with the pace.
But is it okay to switch to a specialized equipment nurse
Dong Jia was startled for a moment. He was so obedient that he didn't care about anything and got out of the crowd.
As soon as he moved, the place where he stood was immediately filled with people.
"Mr. Dong, remember to tell the head nurse of the operating room." Su Yun's voice came from the crowd.
"Okay." Dong Jia was about to cry but had no tears.
Why did such a difficult matter fall on me again? What should I tell the head nurse in the operating room? Could it be that your equipment nurses can't keep up with the pace, and then the surgeon brings the equipment nurse himself
He was looking for a beating, and he would be beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. These are all trivial matters. I am afraid that if I have surgery in the future, I will be greeted with blank stares.
No, the blame must be passed on for this kind of thing, at least someone at the director level can make a phone call.
Dong Jia is a person who has a hard time in his heart, and he instantly recognizes the reality. He knew very well what he could and could not do.
Walking out of the operating room and opening the door, a 22- or 3-year-old girl stood at the door. Her shawl hair fell on her plain white clothes. She was gentle, beautiful, gentle and pleasant.
Well…
Dong Jia was stunned.
Even if there is a nurse with equipment, I can still tolerate it. Why find a goddess-like girl to be a device nurse? This is too much!
However, he only froze for a second, then smiled and asked: "Are you my beloved?"
"Hello, I am Xie Yi." Xie Yi said with a smile.
The smile bloomed, and Dong Jia felt that the cold operating room was full of flowers.
This time it was not just envy and jealousy, but also a hint of hatred.
There was a crunching sound, and the back molars clenched.
"What did you say?" Xie Yiren heard the voice and thought Dong Jia was talking.
"Uh... no, please come in." Dong Jia said quickly, "This is the women's locker room. I don't know what it's like inside. I've never been in it... Here's the key. Say hello if you need anything."
"Um."
"The operating room is at Liushou, hybrid operating table. I'll wait for you at the door." Dong Jia talked extraordinarily, several times more than usual.
Xie Yiren smiled brightly, nodded, and entered the locker room with the key.
I wish I had such a beautiful nurse with exclusive equipment... It would be like being a domineering president with a beautiful secretary by his side.
The thoughts in Dong Jia's mind began to wander.
But people will always have sex occasionally and will soon return to reality.
Dedicated equipment nurses, a species even rarer than pandas... Dong Jia would never think about it again in his life.
I don’t even have a senior director, so why should I have one
Alas, Boss Zheng is so lucky. Dong Jia did not leave, but stood at the door of the dressing room, waiting for Xie Yiren to change clothes, and then took her in.
After a few minutes, the Xie people changed their clothes and came out.
Dong Jia suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his heart and said: "This side."
"What kind of surgery?" Xie Yiren asked.
"Hepatic hydatid disease has invaded the right kidney, right lung, pericardium, and inferior vena cava." Dong Jia said, "It has already reached the pericardium."
"Oh." Xie Yiren responded calmly.
"Have you ever played a role?" Dong Jia asked in surprise.
This is the first time I have seen this rare disease. Can this little nurse named Xie Yiren have seen it? No way.
"No." Xie Yiren said, "But if Zheng Ren wants to use it, just hand it over. It's not too difficult."
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"Knowing what he is thinking, just being a little faster than him is enough." Xie Yi said it matter of course.
Dong Jia collapsed immediately after hearing this.
Dong Jia had never heard anyone say what Xie Yiren said. But it’s easy to understand, and the literal meaning is enough.
This is to understand the various behavioral habits of the surgeon, then look at the surgical field, judge what the surgeon needs, and prepare the equipment half a step in advance
What a tacit understanding...
Don't let other directors hear this. Who doesn't want this kind of soul assistant? But if every director asked the head nurse of the operating room for such a device, the operating room would collapse.
This is a special case, this is a special case, and it is the privilege of Nobel Prize candidates, Dong Jia kept telling himself, brainwashing himself.