Chapter 2342 It's Okay, I'm Here (Leader Feng Xiaoxiao Y Plus 4)

The needle of the special syringe for the fetus brought by the Women and Children's Hospital landed on the small arm protruding from the uterine cavity.

Although it was Boss Xiao Zheng from 912 who was holding the syringe, Director Wang's heart still tightened suddenly.

Boss Zheng didn't hold the child's arm first like the conventional needle injection, so that the venous return was blocked and expanded. He took the syringe, and without hesitation, the thin needle that would break if it deviates a little bit directly pierced the child's skin.

Uh... don't you even need to read it?

Director Wang was taken aback.

Later, seeing Boss Zheng withdrawing slowly, Director Wang felt a little dazzled, and he didn't see the return of blood. Boss Zheng had already started to inject the medicine.

The speed of his injection of the drug was not fast, but Director Wang judged from his strength that it was not under the skin or the muscle layer, but pierced into the vein of the child without blood.

Is the level so high? Director Wang sighed a little.

Then Zheng Ren handed the syringe to Xie Yiren, and carefully put the fetus' hand back into the uterine cavity.

Director Wang used forceps to take out the fetus as a whole, and the assistant carefully held the internal organs wrapped in a translucent membrane and put the fetus on the temperature-controlled bed.

The umbilical cord is 30cm, and it cannot be collapsed too tightly, or the blood supply of the fetus will be affected. Therefore, the space for Zheng Ren's surgery is extremely small.

Zheng Ren took over the child, and then gently washed the capsule with heated normal saline and type III ameriodine, and he was careful not to damage the capsule.

The child is in a state of no breathing, continuous umbilical cord, and placental function support. It was taken out of the body, not breathing, and the operation looked very strange.

ECG monitoring is established, and the sterilized special electrode film converts the vital signs of newborns into numbers, which are displayed on the screen of the monitor through conductive wires.

Putting his hand on the child's translucent capsule, Zheng Ren moved slightly and gently.

Through the sterile gloves, Zheng Ren felt the "feel" of the abdominal wall of the fetus, just like in the operating room of the system, he immediately gained confidence.

Xie Yiren handed Zheng Ren a specially made and sterilized saline bag, and Zheng Ren stitched the saline bag and the full thickness of the abdominal wall around the capsule to form a pouch.

Six needles, Director Wang's heart trembled every time he saw the thin needle passing through the capsule.

The stitching looks simple, but each stitch is quite sophisticated.

It is necessary to maintain a considerable tension and take care of the elasticity of the translucent capsule. The difficulty of suturing is no less difficult than the previous injection of anesthesia.

But Boss Xiao Zheng's hands didn't shake at all, nor did he hesitate at all, as if it was just an ordinary stitch to him.

Congenital huge omphalocele, perfect interrupted suture, standard 6 stitches, everything looks so smooth.

It seemed like a long time, but it seemed like only a moment. After the suture was completed, Director Wang saw Boss Zheng start to tighten the pouch and return the contents of the abdominal cavity.

His strength was even and gentle, and the huge bulging organs were gradually absorbed into the abdominal cavity. Zheng Ren didn't look at the movements of his hands, his eyes were fixed on the numbers on the monitor.

The small liver was still back into the abdominal cavity, and Zheng Ren could vaguely feel the force of the liver touching the diaphragm.

The transmitted power was very weak, and as he gently returned the power, Zheng Ren could feel the slight upward movement of the child's diaphragm.

On the ECG monitoring, the heart rate rose slightly, and the respiration was zero, which Zheng Ren could not accept until now.

This is the case with the operation with the placenta, and he has to accept it if he doesn't accept it.

"Boss Zheng, it's almost time." Director Wang looked worried and reminded in a low voice.

Zheng Ren pressed his lips under the sterile mask so hard that no one could see the arc on his lips.

He didn't speak, and continued to exert gentle force with his hands, and the prolapsed organs returned to the abdominal cavity little by little.

As more tissue is replaced, pressure in the abdominal cavity increases, the diaphragm lifts, and the heart rate increases further.

Zheng Ren stared closely at the degree of completion of the operation given by the system in front of him. This was not the first time he judged the progress of the operation based on the degree of completion of the operation, but it was the only time he made a judgment based entirely on the degree of completion of the operation given by the system.

Because he tried many times in the operating room of the system, the degree of completion given by the system is the most powerful criterion for judging.

80%...

82%...

84%...

Director Wang sweated again.

The constant temperature in the operating room of 28 degrees Celsius seems to have risen to more than 30 degrees Celsius, and there was a heat wave under the sterile surgical gown. After passing through the sweat-soaked isolation gown, Director Wang felt like he was in a sauna, and his whole body was stained with sweat.

86%...

88%...

90%...

Director Wang watched the newborn's gradually increasing heart rate and became more and more frightened. If he had to do the surgery himself, at this point... let alone now, the surgery would have ended 12 seconds ago.

For the rest, the newborn needs constant adaptation, tightening certain sutures every two days, and gradually returning the organs.

The faster the repayment is, of course, the better for the newborn. But relatively speaking, the risk is also high... Boss Zheng is too impatient to do this!

Director Wang also wanted to persuade Boss Zheng.

But she looked around and saw that the doctors and nurses in 912 were doing what they were supposed to do, and no one questioned Boss Zheng's operation.

"Wipe the sweat." Director Wang turned his head, and the roving nurse immediately wiped off the sweat from her forehead and temples with sterile gauze.

It is really hard to do surgery like a sauna. After stepping down, I must drink a bottle of 5% sugar water, Director Wang thought to himself. Only by thinking of these can we divert our attention from Boss Zheng's "dangerous" operation.

92%...

94%...

The degree of completion of the operation is getting higher and higher, and Director Wang's heart is getting heavier and heavier.

If it weren't for Boss Zheng's flawless heart separation operation, she would have stopped this risky behavior a long time ago.

But even so, she only endured it for 2 seconds longer.

"Boss Zheng..." Director Wang said in a hoarse voice.

"It's okay, I'm here." Zheng Ren squinted his eyes and stared at the ECG monitor. His heart rate was getting faster and faster, almost reaching the limit.

In Zheng Ren's mind, he could feel the degree of elevation of the diaphragm from the feedback of the sutures by the feel of his hand.

Although his eyes were fixed on the ECG monitor, Zheng Ren saw more than just numbers. There is also a three-dimensional anatomical picture, the diaphragm is raised, and the child's chest pressure is rising.

It must be increased, otherwise the cardiopulmonary function will grow slowly under abnormal pressure after birth, and the time for ventilator-assisted breathing will be prolonged, causing the child to use mechanical ventilation for a long time to maintain life, causing more unpredictable consequences.

96%...

98%...

Zheng Ren seemed to be able to hear his own heartbeat. Under the background music of Good Luck, the sound of the heartbeat and the newborn's heartbeat merged into one, with their own rhythms, but integrated into one.

Like a song, that is the sound of life.

100%...

Zheng Ren stopped and started the ligation. He said in a deep voice, "Cut off the umbilical cord, and the operation is over."