The Surgeon's Studio

Quan xiaocao saw an autopsy behind boss Zheng that she had never seen before.

The peritoneum and the White connective tissue were tightly adhered together, and there was no surgical field at all. However, boss Zheng was not in a hurry. The blunt scissors and hemostatic forceps in his hands spread out little by little. Sometimes he used the blunt scissors, and sometimes he used his fingers to separate and loosen the tissue.

The surgery did not stop because of the complicated and abnormal anatomy. Instead, it was carried out at a moderate pace, as if it was an extremely simple appendectomy.

Was boss Zheng's skill level really that high? Quan xiaocao was a little surprised.

Professor Feng's standard was already very high. When Quan xiaocao first saw him, she thought he was a celestial. However, after she saw chief Wei's surgery, her perception of the world was refreshed.

However, every time she saw boss Zheng perform surgery, she would have a new understanding of him.

This boss Zheng didn't look much older than him. How could he be so powerful?

Zheng Ren separated and loosened the connective tissue bit by bit. After more than ten minutes, the adhesion of the peritoneum was completely opened.

Peritoneum protection was very powerful. The benefits of a large incision were fully displayed at this moment.

"Here, this is ..." Zheng Ren was done with the peritoneum protection. He wanted to talk to Quan xiaocao, but he suddenly realized that he did not know her name.

"What's your name?"

"Boss Zheng, my name is Quan xiaocao. My classmates jokingly call me xiaocao - Jun, but you can just call me xiaocao." Quan xiaocao replied with some excitement. After more than a month and performing ten extremely difficult surgeries, boss Zheng had finally noticed her existence.

"Oh, young grass, here. Now you know the meaning of a large incision, right?" Zheng Ren asked as he continued to separate and loosen the White connective tissue.

"Yes." Quan xiaocao nodded her head vigorously.

When her forehead accidentally hit Zheng Ren's shoulder, Quan xiaocao was so scared that her heart almost stopped.

If the surgeon's shoulder were to tear his intestines, he would probably be chased away.

However, nothing happened. Boss Zheng's shoulders were as strong as a mountain, so why would he care about a blade of grass dancing in the wind?

She touched her chest and looked at the surgical area carefully. Maybe the steps of the operation were not important. She consoled herself that it was okay.

Boss Zheng used the hemostatic forceps on his left hand to clamp down on a piece of intestinal tissue and carefully dissociate it.

Quan xiaocao was speechless.

If this was not a crucial step, what was? For the gastrointestinal surgery department, separating and loosening the intestines was the most difficult task. If another professor were to perform the surgery, and he touched it himself, he would probably be scolded badly.

'Boss Zheng has a good temper,' Quan xiaocao thought to herself.

"Chief Wei, the forceps should be used gently. Yes, this is the type. " Zheng Ren spoke to Department Director Wei while he performed the surgery.

It was as if a mild - tempered Department Director and a chief resident were standing on the operating table, but their roles had been switched.

Director Wei didn't feel that there was anything wrong with it. It was only right.

After opening the abdominal cavity, chief Wei let out a long breath. Professor Feng's choice was right. Boss Zheng was the only one who could treat such a rare disease.

If he and Feng Jianguo were on the operating table, they would probably be at a loss.

The most likely option would be to close the door the same way it was opened. After performing a closure surgery, he would go down and tell the patient's family that he had tried his best.

No surgeon would be willing to say that, but when they were forced to, they would really have to tell the patient's family members that.

It was better to admit defeat than to tear the intestines open and cause a serious infection.

In the current medical environment, not taking risks was the best choice.

Boss Zheng looked so confident, as if he had performed many similar surgeries before.

"This is the style of a great general," director Wei praised in her heart.

"Director Wei, please be gentle." Zheng Ren's hemostatic forceps knocked on director Wei's large forceps, but the forceps did not move at all, making a clear sound.

After the last operation, Zheng Ren had reflected on it when he went back. It did not seem serious enough to knock on a Department Director, the Department Director of Room 912, while he was on the operating table.

Does the Department Director not want face? It definitely wasn't like that.

Don't make director Wei anxious, it's better to get the instruments.

"Uh ..." Director Wei was stunned for a moment. She didn't use any strength, but why did boss Zheng complain that she used too much strength?

"Chief Wei, please keep the forceps. I'll do it here." "The patient's condition is rather unique," Zheng Ren said calmly."You'll understand what's going on after taking a look."

Suspicious, director Wei put away the tweezer, but she didn't hand it to Xie Yiren. Instead, she held it in her hand.

This set of equipment was exquisite, precise, and extremely fine, and director Wei was very envious.

Although he could not possess it for a long time, it was still good to touch it more during the surgery.

"The intestinal wall here is very swollen, and it needs to be handled gently." Zheng Ren also put away his hemostatic forceps and replaced it with a small, blunt pair of scissors used in Ophthalmology. He extended it between the connective tissue and the wall of the intestinal tract and dissociated it.

"This pair of scissors is really small," director Wei lamented. Boss Zheng's fingers couldn't even reach in completely, only the pad of his fingers. Under such circumstances, the precision of the surgery would be affected.

But his thoughts did not become reality.

It was a pair of small, blunt scissors, and every step was invisible. He could only see the slight movements of boss Zheng's fingers, which were so gentle.

This was not a surgery, but a touching surgery ...

Chief physician Wei was good at using large forceps, and he was good at separating and loosening the intestinal adhesion with his fingers. However, because he was good at it, he understood the difficulty of boss Zheng's actions.

It was simply too precise. Without a surgical field, was it really possible to perform fine dissociations blindly?

Zheng Ren used a pair of scissors to cut open the connective tissue after the tissue was separated for about 1 cm.

His intestines suddenly bulged out.

The entire intestinal wall was filled with blood and edema, and the pressure was extremely high. Director Wei knew what Zheng Ren meant.

He had seen and performed this kind of intestinal surgery before. The wall of his intestines was like a layer of soft tofu, breaking with a touch.

The key was that there was no way to deal with it after it was broken.

If he were to use needle and thread to sew, he wouldn't even be able to tie a knot. With just a little force, the walls of the intestine would be torn.

Forget about tying the knot, even if it was a suture, if the angle of the needle was slightly wrong when it came out after it was inserted, it would cause a large tear in the intestinal wall.

When the damage became bigger and bigger, the surgery could only be declared a failure.

Therefore, this kind of intestine was known as tender tofu by the gastrointestinal department.

Ever since he joined the gastrointestinal surgery department and saw this case once, director Wei refused to eat any tofu, especially tender tofu.

She would have bad thoughts whenever she saw it, so she simply quit.

Even though all soft tofu was tougher than this kind of intestine, he did not even want to look at it. If he encountered this situation on the operating table, all that would be waiting for him was to close his abdomen and declare the operation a failure.