The Surgeon's Studio

After the operation, a doctor from the hospital sent Qin Lu back to the ward.

Huo mengbo's prediction that he would not be able to get off the operating table did not happen. He did not even have the chance to watch the entire operation. The operation was over.

Zheng Ren and Su Yun were just about to tear off their sterile surgical gowns when Zheng Ren was looking for a red trash can.

At the same time, a nurse came to his side and gently and courteously helped Zheng Ren untie his sterile clothes and waited for him to take off his sterile gloves.

"You've worked hard,"she said, bowing slightly.

Uh ...

Zheng Ren almost cried.

When had he ever received such treatment when he performed surgery?

Even Su Yun had only managed to get to the point where she could wear brand new sterile clothes on stage.

And this was done behind the head nurse's back.

However, if he was recuperating, did he not have to do anything after the surgery?

Zheng Ren did not have the time to lament. Under the guidance of a doctor, he strode to another Ward.

Song mozhen was lying on the operating table without any anesthesia.

It was obvious that she was tired. She had been lying on the bed for less than 20 minutes, but her breathing was already rapid.

Zheng Ren paused for a moment, then went straight to the system space.

The [memories in the dust] mission had just ended.

The system had already distributed the massive amount of surgery training time and the master level skill books.

At this moment, Zheng Ren felt that he was invincible.

Zheng Ren did not have time to appreciate the results of his mission. He directly bought the surgery training time and went into the operating theater.

C - Section was not Zheng Ren's forte.

However, this surgical method was very simple, and Zheng Ren did not want the result of the surgery. After the simple surgery, Zheng Ren started to observe song mozhen's condition.

The passing of time made Zheng Ren's heart ache. Although he had a lot of surgery training time, this kind of waste was shameful.

18 ' 23 ". The experimentals began to have allergic reactions.

It was a typical symptom of allergic shock, but it was coming at him in a menacing manner. Zheng Ren immediately treated the experimental body.

The difficulty of resuscitating allergic shock was obviously much higher than that of a cesarean section.

Countless instruments began to ring almost at the same time. Zheng Ren was glad that he had time to correct them.

Song mochen's prediction was very accurate.

That thread of hope lay in his own body.

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After the operation was ready, Zheng Ren entered the operating room and met song mozhen's eyes.

"Doctor Zheng, you've worked hard." Song mo said indifferently.

"I'm here, don't worry. " Zheng Ren said.

Song mo nodded his head vigorously and his breathing became more rapid.

"Perform intubation, anesthesia, and start the surgery." Zheng Ren was like a senior doctor, giving orders directly.

The top - notch anesthetist and gynecologist in Xiangjiang city were all furious, but they couldn't reject Song Shi's invitation.

A huge amount of money was inevitable.

Even though the ordinary citizens wouldn't know that he had operated on Song Shi, it was definitely something that had spread far and wide in the upper class.

In the future, the number of people who would come to him for surgery would increase exponentially.

The surgery fee for each surgery would double.

Therefore, they were willing to put up with Zheng Ren's arrogance and began the anesthesia and surgery.

Zheng Ren did not stand in the operating room to watch the surgery. He went to the room next to the transparent glass and sat in front of a pile of instruments in silence.

"Boss, this place is really advanced. I'm drooling just looking at it." Su Yun said.

This was also what Zheng Ren was thinking.

"I've decided to go back and ask sister Lin to build an operating theater for us. Even if it's not as good as raising one, I'll build one myself. " Su Yun said firmly.

"There's no need for that now. We'll talk about it in a year or two." Zheng Ren heaved a sigh of relief and felt a little regretful.

Lin Jiaojiao's money was not wasted.

Although she was obedient to him, Zheng Ren knew what she was doing. Why was he so obedient? Wasn't it to earn more money in the future?

It was not the time to take out tens of millions to repair his operating theater.

With this amount of money, it would be more affordable to buy a batch of high - end artificial limbs.

Through the transparent glass, Zheng Ren saw the doctors in the hospital rushing around. Although it was busy, everything was in order.

They were the top group of doctors, the kind that were well - known all over the world.

But now, for the sake of a C - Section, he was acting as if he was facing a great enemy.

Zheng Ren was not used to the contrast.

The operation went smoothly. As the child was only 34 weeks old, the child's cries were a little weak when it was cut out.

However, a doctor quickly finished treating the child and sent him out.

They had to live in the incubator for a while before they could survive. Ten months of pregnancy was really hard.

Coupled with the placenta allergy, Zheng Ren didn't know how song mozhen had managed to survive.

12 ′ 05 ", the last suture was completed, and the surgery was declared over.

There was still 6 ' 18 ", which Zheng Ren had been using his phone to keep time. Su Yun looked at Zheng Ren's strange behavior but did not question him.

He was a little nervous.

Before the surgery, the tycoon of Xiangjiang city showed up to express how important Song Shi's surgery was.

Even someone as unruly as Su Yun felt that it was ridiculous to pin everything on an unreliable diagnosis of placenta allergy.

So what if it's absurd? who asked the boss to make the diagnosis?

Moreover, from a legal point of view, song mozhen had given Zheng Ren the right to treat and rescue patients. Even if Zheng Ren injected drugs into song mozhen now and caused his death, he would not be held responsible.

Su Yun did not know why song mo had such confidence in Zheng Ren.

The surgery ended. According to the original plan, the mechanical ventilator continued to assist in breathing while waiting for the appearance of severe allergic symptoms.

The obstetrician and gynecologist at the hospital took off their sterile clothes and came to the observation room. He said very seriously,"Doctor Zheng, I think the patient can be stopped from anesthesia and sent back to the ward."

All the instruments in front of Zheng Ren were silent, and his vital signs were as normal as they could be.

Generally speaking, she was right.

The patient woke up after anesthesia and was sent back to the ward. The operation was declared to have ended smoothly.

Everyone could pop a champagne to celebrate.

Zheng Ren looked at the time. There was still 5 ' 22 "left.

He shook his head in silence as he stared at the row of instruments in front of him.

"Dr. Zheng, I don't know what you're waiting for." "But as a doctor, I don't think what you're doing is right," the gynecologist said.

She paused for a moment, suppressing the anger in her heart, and said,""All vital signs are very stable, even perfect. The surgery went smoothly, and there was no postoperative bleeding. Even if there are, we can get off the stage to observe. "

There was also 4 ' 51 ".

"No," Zheng Ren felt very annoyed.

Even though he had resuscitated the patient dozens of times in the system's operating theater and finally had the experience of successfully resuscitating the patient, he had spent a lot of surgical training time.

Zheng Ren's heart still ached a little.

He sat in the chair and did not look at the doctor Who was well - known in Xiangjiang and had performed C - sections for countless celebrities.

His eyes focused on the phone in front of him.

"Doctor Zheng, you have violated the most basic medical ethics and violated the trust that teacher song has in you." Huo mengbo stood up and said in a deep voice.