Chapter 885 Boss Zheng Is Really Serious (Leader Cws6682 Leader Plus 2)

"Boss Zheng, do you have any special needs for anesthesia?" the anesthesiologist Lao He asked attentively.

He was very excited when he saw Zheng Ren coming in, and kept looking for an opportunity to talk to Zheng Ren. But Zheng Ren started the operation directly. He is really a very serious doctor, he doesn't even talk for a day, Lao He thought to himself.

"Normal is fine." Zheng Ren's voice sounded familiar, but he just couldn't remember who it was.

"After the last rescue for malignant hyperthermia, I heard from them that you gave an excessive amount of hyperventilation, and the effect was particularly good. Boss Zheng, you have a deep research on anesthesia, have you worked in the ICU?" Lao He seemed Like usual surgery, the chat mode was turned on.

Although the gallbladder looked blue and barking, it was a bit eerie and weird, but Boss Zheng was there. Although he had never seen Zheng Ren perform an operation, since he stood here, Lao He had confidence in him.

If a doctor like Boss Zheng can't do it, who wants to smash his own brand?

Lao He made the analysis from another angle.

Malignant high fever... Zheng Ren quickly recalled that after the rescue, he went to the urology observation platform, the anesthetist who admired him very much.

His surname seems to be He.

"Play some music?" Zheng Ren didn't dare to ask the person's last name rashly, but said tentatively while performing the operation.

"I knew you would definitely like to listen to music during the operation. What do you want to hear?" Lao He began to get excited.

Boss Zheng didn't say hello when he came in, he thought Zheng Ren had forgotten him. Although the truth is true, Zheng Ren asked about music, which gave Lao He a false impression.

"Yi Ren, what do you want to hear?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Tchaikovsky's Violin Concerto in D major." Xie Yiren focused on the operating table, holding the instruments that Zheng Ren would need at any time, and said casually.

"Okay." Lao He checked the ventilator and various pumps again, but there was nothing to deal with for the time being, so he asked his assistant to look after them, and then went to turn on the stereo in the operating room.

"Brother Yang, slow down." Zheng Ren said in a very small voice.

Professor Yang nodded. Standing on the side of the surgeon, he could hardly see the surgeon's field, which was very awkward.

An ordinary open cholecystectomy was performed by Zheng Ren as a minimally invasive operation.

In the narrow space, the striped forceps almost freed the connective tissue around the gallbladder in millimeters.

Part of the tissue was congested and edematous, and part of it was porcelainized due to calcium deposits. Zheng Ren's operations were different in different places.

Striped forceps and the smallest tweezers are alternately freed, and the operation is very slow.

"Boss Zheng, you still like the violin. You have a wide range of hobbies." Lao He adjusted the volume moderately, and finally got rid of the lifelessness in the operating room.

Zheng Ren glanced at Xiao Yiren, and could feel her body relax a bit with the sound of Tchaikovsky's Violin Concerto in D major.

As long as Xiao Yiren likes it, Zheng Ren stretched out his hand and said, "Needle holder."

Uh...Professor Yang looked at the operation area in astonishment, do you want to suture at this time? impossible! In the process of freeing the surrounding connective tissue, what does Boss Zheng need the needle holder for?

The Xie Yiren slapped a needle holder containing the smallest suture needle in Zheng Ren's hand.

There is no thread on the needle, and the point of the needle... is pointing inward.

Professor Yang became messy on the stage.

I have done and seen at least a thousand surgeries, and I have never seen such a needle holder.

If it was a random equipment nurse, Yang Rui felt that he could fall off the stage at this time!

To fall off the stage is to throw the wrong equipment directly on the equipment table in front of the equipment nurse to express one's dissatisfaction and the majesty of the operator.

What's more serious, hit the film reader directly.

The cracking sound of the film reader will express the extreme dissatisfaction in his heart instead of himself. What are you doing! Even the needles on the needle holder can be reversed!

This seems to be Boss Zheng's girlfriend, so she probably doesn't know how to curse. But how would Boss Zheng express his dissatisfaction? Or……

Professor Yang was thinking wildly, and saw that Zheng Ren didn't express any opinion, took the needle holder, and began to use the position of the needle's eye to separate in a narrow area.

this……

This is because the pliers can't reach in, so you need to use a small needle to bluntly separate it? Yang Rui was stunned. What should I do if a blood vessel is broken during the dissociation? With that kind of position, can Boss Zheng have a skill?

Although he was standing in the position of the surgeon, he couldn't see anything.

Not to mention him, even Zheng Ren had to tilt his head and constantly change the angle to do blunt separation.

"My assistant, Professor Rudolf Wagner from Heidelberg, Germany, likes to play the violin. When I was in Haicheng, I always listened to him hum Tchaikovsky's Violin Concerto in D major." Zheng Ren said casually while performing the operation. Chatting, as long as you are a doctor, you will chat.

Lao He was amazed, looking at Boss Zheng, the assistants are all German professors.

Lao He knew about this matter, and it had already spread throughout the courtyard.

Although 912 has many foreign professors who come to operate, give lectures, and communicate, but there are no full-time assistants.

Look at the ostentation of others, not to mention the nurses who bring their own equipment on stage, the assistants are all German professors.

"Old He, my cell phone is in my pocket, please help me get it." Professor Yang said suddenly.

"Lao Yang, what's the matter?"

"You are over there, help me record the video." Professor Yang said distressedly: "I don't have a surgical field here, and I still need to write surgical records."

Lao He glanced at Mr. Dong, his eyes were filled with endless confusion, and he couldn't see anything.

The surrounding area of ​​the porcelain gallbladder was sticky in a mess, Zheng Ren's operations were all within the narrowest range, and no one really could witness the whole process.

Step down and ask Zheng Ren to write the operation record? This is a bit unrealistic.

Lao He picked up Yang Rui's phone with a smile, and checked the battery level. 65% should be enough.

"Boss Zheng, do you use a headlight?" Lao He came behind Zheng Ren, and his vision was also dark. In this case, even the video can't see anything, so I asked.

"Okay, that's troublesome." Zheng Ren said.

He doesn't care, because this operation has been performed hundreds of times in the system operating room!

I know all the details and places that may go wrong.

Including the blunt dissection with the eye of a small needle, it is the experience and lessons summed up after numerous failures and dissections.

It's just that in the operating room of the system, Zheng Ren didn't expect to use such equipment as a headlight.

In general surgery, headlights are rarely used, but in thoracic surgery, they are often used.

Soon, Lao He brought a public headlamp and placed it on top of Zheng Ren's head. After trying it out, he changed the angle so that the light followed Zheng Ren's field of vision.

Lao He is very skilled in doing this.

As the lights came on, Zheng Ren scolded himself in his heart.

If you remember to use a headlight in the operating room of the system, you don't have to fumble in the dark. In that case, part of the surgical training time can be saved more or less.

Now, surgical training time is squandered.

Zheng Ren immediately dispelled his distracting thoughts and began to concentrate on the operation.

In the cheerful, lively and youthful melody of Tchaikovsky's Violin Concerto in D major, the operation gradually picked up speed.