Chapter 603 Can You Do It?

"Come on stage in a lead suit!" Zheng Ren replied with a growl as he brushed his hands.

Wang Liren was stunned for a moment, should he wear lead clothes? What kind of surgery is this?

But he didn't speak.

During emergency rescue, only one voice can speak. If you say it, I say it, and each person says a word, I am afraid that the patient will be cold when they wait for a unified opinion.

Su Yundao: "Mr. Wang, change the chest bottle here."

After speaking, he came to the other side of the patient and began to put the chest bottle down.

Zheng Ren walked in wearing a lead suit with his hands raised.

When they came to the instrument table, the Xie Yi people had already prepared curved plates, oval forceps, and gauze pieces.

There is no verbal communication, not even eye contact, everything is so natural.

Zheng Ren took the pan, and the itinerant nurse poured half a bottle of povidone iodine into it, and Zheng Ren began to disinfect it.

"Su Yun, which side are you going to do first?" Zheng Ren's words were a bit awkward, but in the operating room, no one could understand.

"It's all the same." Su Yun saw that after the closed chest drainage bottle was connected, the bottle was full again, and black and red blood was drawn out without money, obviously annoyed and impatient.

"Yanran, after the anesthesia is complete, raise the right side." Zheng Ren ignored Su Yun's annoyance, but turned his head and said to Chu Yanran.

"Okay." Chu Yanran's endotracheal intubation was over, and she started to connect to the ventilator and inject propofol and other drugs intravenously.

"Call Fu Guier here." Zheng Ren said, "Tell him to hurry up."

"Boss Zheng, are you planning to..." Wang Liren asked from the side.

"The liver is seriously damaged. Intervene to stop the bleeding and investigate at the same time." Zheng Ren disinfected, without looking at Wang Liren, and replied.

"Boss Zheng, I can perform liver surgery." Wang Liren said cautiously.

Dr. Han was a little surprised, although he heard on the way that Mr. Zheng in front of him rescued Fang Lin from the chest department in the imperial capital, and by chance, he helped Mr. Wang diagnose and operate a patient with P-J syndrome.

No matter how high the level is, Mr. Wang is not so cautious.

For Mr. Wang, sewing the liver can only be said to be a moderate job, and it is completely fine.

"Swipe your hands and get on stage." Zheng Ren didn't talk nonsense.

But he did not say that Professor Rudolf Wagner would not be called.

Disinfecting and laying out the sheets, Zheng Ren was quick but not messy.

He did not directly perform interventional radiography, but stood at the operator's position, and without waiting for Wang Liren and Dr. Han to brush his hands, he asked Chu Yanran to help him align the sterile lamp. hand.

It's still comfortable to have surgery at my own home. Zheng Ren thought of the "encounter" in the operating room of a foreign university, and it can't be compared with his own home at all.

The thought flashed away, and Zheng Ren began to disinfect.

Wipe off the iodophor with dry gauze, reach out, and the scalpel is clapped in the palm of your hand.

An incision was made in the middle of the abdomen, and the skin was cut open with one cut. It was pale and there was no bleeding.

"Stimulate blood! Hurry up!" Zheng Ren patted the scalpel on the side of the patient's leg, stretched out his hand, and slapped the hemostatic forceps on his hand.

Blunt separation, step by step, fast but not panic. Cooperating tacitly with the Xie Yiren, Zheng Ren was fast, but the Xie Yiren still followed with ease.

After brushing their hands, Wang Liren and Dr. Han walked in one after the other wearing lead clothes.

It was the first time for them to wear lead clothes, and both of them were not used to it.

After entering, he saw only Zheng Ren who had started to open the abdominal cavity with the abdominal wall retractor with one hand, and was blindly inspecting the patient's abdominal cavity with the other hand.

The aspirator was inserted into the patient's abdominal cavity, and the black and red blood was sucked out.

I'm going... so fast, I can do this with just a few strokes of my hand? Wang Liren was taken aback.

He had seen Zheng Ren's operation, but he only drew his knife to help him cut out the intestinal polyps. After removing the intestinal polyps, Zheng Ren did not do anything else and quietly stepped down from the stage.

In Wang Liren's impression, Zheng Ren's surgery was good, but to what extent he could only guess. After all, cutting the intestines to take polyps is just a small operation that has been eliminated, and the depth is not obvious.

Originally, he thought that with himself and the three doctors there, there was no need to call Zheng Ren for emergency treatment.

For Director Pan's actions, Wang Liren didn't have a pimple in his heart, that was impossible.

But this is just a trivial matter, and he doesn't care much about it.

At this moment, seeing that Zheng Ren had opened his abdomen alone, and the kung fu operation of brushing his hands had been carried out to the stage of investigation, Wang Liren was shocked.

He quickly began to put on a sterile surgical gown.

That is to say, in Haicheng, if the director or the professors in charge of the hospital can do this in their own hospital, and they haven't come on stage yet, they will probably be scolded when they do.

The itinerant nurse was calling to urge blood. Wang Liren put on the sterile gown, went to take the sterile gloves Xie Yiren put on the edge of the instrument table, removed the wrapping paper and put on the gloves before going to the operating table.

Although this appearance is not formal, but emergency surgery, you can make do with it. An inch of time is an inch of gold, and it is most appropriate to use it at this moment.

Wang Liren felt that he was already very fast, but the moment he stood in the first aid position, Zheng Ren came out with a broken spleen in his hand and put it in the pathology basin.

"..." Wang Liren seemed to be watching a thriller. Just now, he said confidently that he didn't need to call someone. Now that he thinks about it, he probably wasn't so sure about what he said.

It would be so aggrieved to stand on stage and be scolded by others without being able to speak nonsense.

No wonder the courtyard was so concerned about Mr. Zheng and sent four people over in one go.

Wang Liren was thinking a thousand times, when suddenly he heard a few crisp voices.

"Retractor, don't be dazed." Zheng Ren looked at the operation area, and tapped the hemostatic forceps on the large retractor in his hand.

"Oh." Wang Liren immediately restrained himself, he couldn't make a mistake.

Seeing Shu Ye, he immediately became an idiot.

The patient's liver...was almost smashed to pieces.

There are hematomas everywhere, ruptures everywhere, and blood everywhere. How can this be stitched up? !

cut? You can't cut off the whole liver.

If that's the case, can emergency liver transplantation still be done?

Even if there is no problem with the doctor, there is no source of liver.

Wang Liren was stunned again.

"You, get ready to suture." Zheng Ren said indifferently on the operating table, without being polite at all, and then turned around and stepped off the stage to stand on the patient's right leg.

"Yi Ren, Yan Ran, you two go out first," Zheng Ren said.

Su Yun poked his head over, glanced at the liver, and said, "Boss, why don't I get the liver first, Mr. Wang..."

It is rare for him not to hate Mr. Wang. This is an emergency rescue, and everything is centered on the patient lying on the stage.

But the mistrust in his words is so clear that he can hear it with his heels.

Wang Liren blushed, and said in a deep voice, "I can do it."

Su Yun didn't say anything. He glanced at Zheng Ren and saw that he had no objection, so he went to disinfect the right chest wall.

"Speak to Mr. Cao of the chest department, let them send someone if there is nothing wrong." Su Yun roared.

The roving nurse was busy with countless things, but calling someone was always the highest priority.