Chapter 802 Metal Ball with Blades

"Thank you... Thank you..." Mr. Jiang's voice trembled.

Who would have thought that the patient had no trauma, but there were metal objects in his body? If it is really sharp, it will cause blood to spread certain diseases during the operation... Thinking of this, Mr. Jiang's back is sweating.

At this moment, the cell phone in his trousers pocket vibrated.

Mr. Jiang seemed a little anxious and impatient, and said, "So who, answer the phone for me."

"Oh." Zheng Ren responded.

"Who is this? I keep calling, don't you know about the surgery?" Boss Jiang nagged, using words to ease the tension in his heart.

Zheng Ren picked up his phone and looked at it. It was written on it as Brother Wang.

"Hi, hello." Zheng Ren picked up the phone.

"Zheng...Mr. Zheng? You..." On the other side of the phone, Mr. Wang said hesitantly.

"I just came up."

"How about surgery?"

"It is very complicated, with unexplained liver rupture, spleen rupture, gastric rupture, and duodenal bulb rupture. I have seen the CT of this patient before, and there is a suspected tumor in the duodenal bulb. I did ERCP to take a pathological tissue biopsy before, and it was carcinoma in situ." Zheng Ren said in one breath.

President Jiang was dumbfounded.

so many injuries? And concurrent tumors?

But before he could ask, the phone was stuck to his ear.

After exchanging a few words with Mr. Wang, it was very simple, and his eyes changed.

After hanging up the phone, President Jiang said awkwardly, "Boss Zheng, when did you come?"

"When you asked me to draw blood." Zheng Ren said.

Mr. Jiang's sweat soaked the isolation suit directly.

"Boss Zheng, help me?" Mr. Jiang said directly as if he had met a savior.

This is unknowingly offending people. I have heard Mr. Wang said about Boss Zheng's operation. P-J syndrome, hundreds of intestinal polyps were cut and squeezed out by Boss Zheng. At that time, Mr. Wang admired him all over.

Otherwise, when he heard that he was going to Haicheng for support, Mr. Wang would not have directly asked Ying to join the battle.

The operation is extremely difficult, and there is an unknown Lei.

Now that there are strong people to help out, Mr. Jiang will not bite the bullet and refuse. Besides, Mr. Wang said on the phone that Boss Zheng and the patient's family have some contact, so let's take a look.

It's just an assistant, President Jiang thought.

Zheng Ren nodded, and said, "Then I'll go brush my hands, be careful with the spleen, block the bleeding hole, don't cut it first, and be careful of injury."

Mr. Jiang nodded quickly.

After brushing his hands and putting on the sterile clothes, Zheng Ren stood in Sansuke's place.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, Zheng Ren whispered, "Hemostatic forceps, blunt scissors."

The equipment nurse quickly slapped the two equipment in Zheng Ren's hands.

Zheng Ren glanced at Mr. Jiang and said, "Mr. Jiang, then I won't be polite."

After finishing speaking, Zheng Ren handed over the blunt scissors to his right hand, held the hemostatic forceps in his left hand, and started blunt separation.

With a skillful push, 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 the assistant's hand with blunt scissors, and said, "Blood sucker, don't be distracted."

"..." The assistant froze for a moment, he didn't understand the situation.

Even so, he immediately regained his composure, and according to what Zheng Ren said, he began to suck blood, exposing the field of surgery.

Adhesive tissue around the spleen is quickly peeled off.

The further you peel off, the more the bleeding. And because of the unknown risks below, it is not possible to cut the spleen directly, which is a bit complicated.

However, Zheng Ren's hand speed and skill are at the master level. After separating the adhesive connective tissue on the spleen, Zheng Ren held the blunt scissors in his palm, took the suction device and found the bleeding point.

Not points, but faces.

A wound about 5 cm in diameter and 3 cm in depth was created in the spleen. The wound was messy, and it was barely a sharp injury. But definitely not blunt trauma, this wound is weird.

This surgery, the more Zheng Ren did it, the more weird it felt. This kind of incision, at a glance, was a traumatic injury rather than a ruptured tumor bleeding.

But Zheng Ren still doesn't know how he was injured. The patient didn't have a wound. According to Lin Jiaojiao, he vomited a mouthful of blood while eating.

What a ghost.

The gauze was stuffed in, and it was pierced in an instant.

"Suppress it!" Zheng Ren said.

The little doctor of the first assistant responded, he didn't dare to do it directly, but asked the equipment nurse for a hemostat, and pressed it with the equipment.

Who knows if this patient is positive for syphilis and AIDS? Once injured and infected, it will be a disaster.

Hide if you can.

Zheng Ren squeezed the assistant and moved his position towards Shuye.

Yisuke was also very knowledgeable, and immediately gave way to Zheng Ren, and he was only responsible for compressing the bleeding spleen and sucking blood.

"Boss Zheng, there is something below, be careful." Mr. Jiang warned nervously.

"Well, pull the hook, expose it." Zheng Ren said, and then the blunt scissors and hemostats in his hand continued to drift away.

The viscera after a surgical operation has too much adhesion and hyperplasia of connective tissue. Without a normal and clear physiological and anatomical structure, in the bloody surgical field, we can only explore a little bit.

But Zheng Ren didn't hesitate at all, just dissociated and disintegrated a little bit, not rushing, carefully avoiding the sharp objects in the abdominal cavity.

Even so, the operation was not slow.

There were several holes in the patient's stomach, and there were signs of tears. Zheng Ren's attack was more ruthless, and he directly made an incision of about 10cm along the two holes.

After opening, the aspirator wears a cover to extract the remaining gastric juice.

The surgical field gradually became clear, 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 the hemostat, and bit it to death with the hemostat, bang bang, until the last buckle, so as not to retract the blade and cause secondary damage.

After the hemostat was bitten to death, Zheng Ren handed it to Boss Jiang, and stretched out his hand again.

Another pair of hemostatic pliers fell into Zheng Ren's hand.

"Boss Zheng, what is this?" Mr. Jiang kept his right hand steady, for fear 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 commonplace.

But this little thing in the patient's stomach has never been seen before.

Zheng Ren didn't speak, and continued to free body tissues along the metal blade.

Little by little, very slowly, very carefully.

This section of metal blade was mixed with the hyperplastic connective tissue after gastric bypass surgery, and was stuck by the very tough connective tissue.

Zheng Ren bit the other end to death with the hemostatic forceps in his hand, and then began to free the connective tissue.

The blade is thin and tough, but extremely sharp.

After freeing, 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 "铛" was crisp, but not pleasant.