Chapter 185 Combined Thoracic and Abdominal Surgery

"Brother, are you okay?" A doctor hurried over with a mercury sphygmomanometer.

"It's okay." Zheng Ren opened his eyes, his eyes were clear and bright.

Seeing that Zheng Ren's words were clear, the doctor was relieved, but he still measured his blood pressure.

Blood pressure was okay, only slightly lower than normal.

"Let's go, go to another operating room, find an orthopedic department, and investigate and suture outside the hand." A young nurse said, "I'll help you, don't fall."

"No, thank you." Zheng Ren closed his eyes and forced a smile.

Zheng Ren knew that he had to leave immediately. Because of the emergency at the time, an unconventional operation was carried out.

After hemostasis and surgery, Fang Lin, who was lying on the operating table for emergency treatment, had to face severe infection.

Compared with the sterile operating room in the outpatient clinic, the gap between them is not just a bottle of iodophor.

After leaving, the operating room should be re-sterilized during the operation to avoid bacterial contamination as much as possible.

This is one of the necessary conditions for a successful rescue, and I have done everything I need to do.

leftover,

Leave it to fate.

Holding the wall and standing up slowly, Zheng Ren felt a little dizzy. The nervousness and all-out rescue just now resulted in an overall increase in the body's hormone levels.

But now, I have done what I have to do. When I get down from "idle", my whole body is in severe pain, especially the injured left shoulder, which makes one arm useless, and it hurts my heart to move.

Hope it's all right, Zheng Ren thought.

At this moment, Zheng Ren realized that on the system panel at the top right of his field of vision, he could not see his state...

The big pig's hoof of the system, won't you set it up? Zheng Ren's thoughts galloped like a wild horse.

But it was only for a moment, and then Zheng Ren felt weak and didn't even have the strength to stand.

Reluctantly holding on to the induction door of the operating room, Zheng Ren gasped heavily.

A young nurse supported Zheng Ren's uninjured arm and walked out of the operating room slowly.

"This side." The young nurse led Zheng Ren to the operating room next to him and turned on the shadowless lamp.

Zheng Ren smiled wryly and was supported to lie down.

He never imagined that one day he would be lying on the operating bed under the shadowless lamp.

"Brother, which hospital? The emergency hemostasis is really good!" The little nurse gave Zheng Ren a thumbs up and praised.

Ordinary people will be stunned when they see the scene of blood dripping. But this is the operating room, the operating room of one of the few large tertiary hospitals in the country. What scene have you never seen before?

With a mere trauma, the little nurse glanced at him and analyzed the blood flow and Zheng Ren's state to determine that the injury was not fatal.

Habitual small talk, so that the patient's nervousness can be relieved, has become an instinct.

Moreover, the heroic appearance of Zheng Ren and the injured Fang Lin was really shocking.

"From Haicheng."

"..." The little nurse seemed to have never heard the name Haicheng, and was startled, "I saw a 50ml syringe needle, and he still has a tension pneumothorax?"

"Well, yes." Under the shadowless lamp, Zheng Ren closed his eyes and said slowly: "Liver rupture, whole liver penetrating injury. Diaphragm rupture, right lower lobe penetrating injury, bronchial artery rupture, tension pneumothorax. , If you have the ability and the situation allows, find a thoracic surgery department to open at the same time."

Hearing these familiar words, and looking at the unfamiliar person in front of him, who was from a city he didn't know, the little nurse who was preparing for the operation was stunned.

"Go tell that side, a closed drainage is definitely not enough." Zheng Ren murmured: "Immediately!"

Although the voice was soft, it was full of majesty.

This is not a patient, it is clearly the posture of the director of the department, and it has to be the kind of one who insists. A slightly cowardly department director would not dare to say such a thing in the operating room.

The little nurse was surprised, but what Zheng Rengang said was like that of a respected old professor. Without hesitation, she nodded in response and turned to leave.

While walking quickly to the operating room next door, the little nurse repeated what Zheng Ren said, for fear of forgetting something and delaying the rescue.

Lying quietly on the operating table, a little cold. The light of the shadowless lamp, from the current point of view, is a bit dazzling.

Zheng Ren was silent, waiting silently, waiting for the result of that operation.

After a few minutes, the little nurse came back and said, "When I went, the Department of Thoracic Surgery was already laying out orders and preparing to open at the same time. I also told them your instructions."

Zheng Ren made an inaudible "um" and closed his eyes. This time, I was finally relieved.

Soon after, two doctors came to the operating room and began to prepare the sutures.

Silence, it seems that there is endless silence in front of you.

Zheng Ren doesn't like this feeling,

He liked the feeling that Xie Yiren's eyebrows and eyes were curved, and when he stretched out his hand, the familiar equipment was slapped on his hand.

He likes Chu Yanzhi's incomparable second shouting to burn my calories.

He liked Chu Yanran to sit quietly beside the patient's head, carefully recording vital signs and medication doses.

He likes how Chang Yue communicates with patients in a cordial and familiar way.

He likes... Su Yun's bitter and mean bitch, when he thinks of it at this moment, he is very kind.

They are the hope in this boundless bloodshed.

"How about that side?" Zheng Ren suddenly asked.

"The bones are not injured, just the subcutaneous injury, not serious." The doctor who was suturing Zheng Ren subconsciously replied.

But he immediately understood that Zheng Ren was asking about the rescue in the operating room next door.

If it were an ordinary patient, it would definitely be ignored. But the doctor who was stitching Zheng Ren knew what Zheng Ren had done in this rescue.

"Hey, someone," called the doctor.

"What?" the itinerant nurse responded.

"What's going on over there?" the doctor asked.

"Extrathoracic surgery and general surgery have opened at the same time. The thoracic department has repaired the bronchial artery, sutures the lung lobes, and repairs the diaphragm. The general surgery is sutured to the liver. The blood pressure can be measured, and the high pressure is 50." The man at the door answered and left again. .

"It's okay," the doctor said.

Zheng Ren nodded.

Blood pressure can be measured, which is the best news.

After finding the bleeding point, stopping the bleeding, and adding blood transfusion and rehydration, Fang Lin still has a chance to be rescued.

Of course, it's just a chance. For such severe trauma, postoperative perioperative treatment is also critical.

But Zheng Ren believes that the strength here is at the top level in the country. If this can't be saved, it will be fate.

Ten minutes later, the wound on the shoulder was sutured.

Because the clothes are thicker in winter, the stab of the gangster's knife caused more damage, but the slash on the shoulder was removed by the clothes, causing only some skin trauma, but the muscles were not damaged.

After sutures and partial bandages, the doctor who sutured Zheng Ren helped him up and out of the operating room.

"I'll take you to the inpatient department," the doctor said.

"No, I'll just sit at the door of the operating room." Zheng Ren said lightly.