"Thank you... thank you..." Mr. Jiang's voice trembled as he spoke.
Who would have thought that the patient had no external injuries but had metal objects inside his body? If it is really sharp, some diseases may be spread through the blood during the operation... Thinking of this, Mr. Jiang sweatdropped on his back.
At this moment, the cell phone in his trouser pocket vibrated.
Mr. Jiang looked a little anxious and impatient and said, "Who is that? Please answer the phone for me."
"Oh." Zheng Ren responded.
"Who is this? You keep calling. Don't you know about the surgery?" Mr. Jiang chattered, using words to relieve the tension in his heart.
Zheng Ren picked up his phone and looked at it. The person marked on it was Brother Wang.
"Hello, hello." Zheng Ren answered the phone.
"Zheng...Mr. Zheng? You..." On the other side of the phone, Mr. Wang said hesitantly.
"I just came up."
"How was the surgery?"
"It is particularly complicated, with unexplained liver rupture, spleen rupture, gastric rupture, and duodenal bulb rupture. I have seen this patient's CT scan before and found that there was a suspected tumor in the duodenal bulb. I heard from the family that within half a month, I had an ERCP performed before to take a pathological tissue biopsy, and it turned out to be carcinoma in situ." Zheng Ren said in one breath.
Mr. Jiang was dumbfounded.
So many injuries? Complicated by tumors
But before he could ask, the phone was pressed to his ear.
After exchanging a few words with Mr. Wang, his eyes changed simply.
After hanging up the phone, Mr. Jiang said awkwardly: "Boss Zheng, when did you come?"
"When you asked me to take blood." Zheng Ren said.
Mr. Jiang was so sweaty that his isolation suit was soaked through.
"Boss Zheng, can you help me?" Mr. Jiang said directly as if he had found a savior.
This was unknowingly offending people. I had heard Mr. Wang talk about Boss Zheng’s surgery. pj syndrome, hundreds of intestinal polyps were cut off bit by bit by Boss Zheng and squeezed out. At that time, Mr. Wang was so impressed that he fell to the ground.
Otherwise, Mr. Wang wouldn't have directly invited Ying to go into battle if he heard that he was going to Haicheng for support.
The operation was extremely difficult, and there was also unknown Lei.
Now that there are strong people to help, Mr. Jiang will not refuse. Besides, Mr. Wang said on the phone that Boss Zheng had contact with the patient's family members and he wanted to give him a slap.
Just an assistant, Mr. Jiang thought.
Zheng Ren nodded and said: "Then I'm going to clean my hands. Be careful with the spleen and block the bleeding port. Don't cut it yet. Be careful of getting hurt."
Mr. Jiang nodded quickly.
After brushing his hands and putting on sterile clothes, Zheng Ren stood in the third assistant's position.
As soon as he stretched out his hand, Zheng Ren whispered: "Hemostatic forceps, blunt scissors."
The equipment nurse quickly patted the two equipments into Zheng Ren's hands.
Zheng Ren glanced at Mr. Jiang and said, "Mr. Jiang, you're welcome."
After saying that, Zheng Ren handed the blunt scissors to his right hand, held the hemostatic forceps in his left hand, and began to use blunt separation.
With a skilled technique, the field of surgery was filled with bright red blood, which seemed to have no hindrance to Zheng Ren at all.
A few seconds later, Zheng Ren tapped the suction device in his assistant's hand with blunt scissors and said, "Suck blood, don't be distracted."
"..." The assistant was stunned for a moment, he didn't understand the situation.
Despite this, he immediately recovered and started sucking blood according to Zheng Ren's instructions, exposing his skills.
The adherent tissue around the spleen was quickly peeled off.
The further down you peel, the more bleeding will occur. And because of the unknown risks below, we can't just cut off the spleen yet. This matter is a bit complicated.
However, Zheng Ren's hand speed and skills were master-level. After separating the adhesive connective tissue on the spleen, Zheng Ren held the blunt scissors in his hand, took the suction device and found the bleeding point.
Not points, but noodles.
A wound about 5cm in diameter and 3cm deep was created in the spleen. The wounds were so messy that it would be hard to say they were sharp injuries. But it was definitely not a blunt force injury, this wound was weird.
The more the operation was performed, the more strange Zheng Ren felt. At a glance, it was obvious that this kind of wound was a trauma rather than a ruptured tumor causing bleeding.
But Zheng Ren still doesn't know how he suffered the trauma. The patient had no wounds. According to Lin Jiaojiao, he vomited blood while eating.
What a hell.
The gauze was stuffed in and was penetrated instantly.
"Hold it down!" Zheng Ren said.
Isuke's little doctor responded. He didn't dare to do it directly. Instead, he asked the instrument nurse for a hemostatic forceps and pressed it with instruments.
Who knows if this patient is syphilis or HIV positive? Once injured and infected, it will be a disaster.
Hide if you can.
Zheng Ren squeezed his assistant and moved his position towards Shu Ye.
Isuke was also very understanding and immediately gave up his position to Zheng Ren. He was only responsible for compressing the bleeding site of the spleen and sucking blood.
"Boss Zheng, there is something down there, please be careful." Mr. Jiang warned nervously.
"Well, retract the hook and expose it." Zheng Ren said, and then the blunt scissors and hemostatic forceps in his hand began to move away.
After a surgical operation, the internal organs have too much adhesion and proliferation of connective tissue. There is no normal and clear physiological anatomical structure, and in the bloody surgical field, you can only explore a little bit.
But Zheng Ren didn't hesitate at all, he just dissociated and decomposed a little bit, without any hurry or slowness, carefully avoiding the sharp objects in his abdomen.
Even so, the operation was not slow.
The patient had several holes and lacerations on his stomach. Zheng Ren started more ruthlessly. He followed the two holes as points and made an incision of about 10cm.
After opening, the suction device is put on to extract the remaining gastric juice.
The surgical field gradually became clearer, and a dark ball with a diameter of more than 1cm appeared in the surgical field. The side of the ball near the spleen has a metal blade that unfolds.
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Everyone on the stage was dumbfounded.
What kind of high-tech thing is this? Do you use this kind of thing to commit suicide now
Zheng Ren thought for a while, then clamped the side of the blade close to the metal ball with a hemostatic pliers, and then bit the hemostatic pliers to prevent the blade from retracting and causing secondary damage.
After biting it to death with the hemostat, Zheng Ren handed it to Mr. Jiang and stretched out his hand again.
Another pair of hemostatic forceps was slapped into Zheng Ren's hand.
"Boss Zheng, what is this?" Mr. Jiang stabilized his right hand, fearing that if he moved, the blade would cause more damage to the patient.
He was very curious. He had been a doctor for a long time and whatever was found in the digestive tract was normal. Things like beer bottles, table tennis balls, steel bars, and wooden sticks have long been used as strange objects.
But I had never seen this little thing in the patient's stomach.
Zheng Ren said nothing and continued to dissociate body tissues along the metal blade.
A little bit, very slowly, very carefully.
This piece of metal blade was mixed with the hyperplasia of connective tissue after gastric bypass surgery, and was stuck by the very tough connective tissue.
Zheng Ren bit the other end with the hemostatic forceps in his hand, and then began to free the connective tissue.
The blade is thin, tough, but extremely sharp.
After dissociation, Zheng Ren asked Mr. Jiang to take out the black metal ball and the metal blade and throw it into the pathology basin.
The sound of "dang" is crisp, but not pleasant to the ear.