The Surgeon's Studio

Feng Jianguo was about to go over to check on the situation when a hand pushed him to the side. He used so much force and was not polite at all.

"Firbotic tracheostomy tube!" Zheng Ren immediately pulled off the ventilator and began to perform artificial respiration without hesitation.

Before the anesthetist could react, he saw that the patient's limbs had begun to change color, turn cyanosis, and his abdomen was swelling. He was stunned. Was the tracheal tube inserted into the esophagus?

"What are you doing?" Su Yun shouted from behind,"firbotomy! Hurry up and get it!"

The roars were like whips, hitting the anesthetist's body.

Did I ... Insert my tracheal tube in the wrong place?

The patient's respiratory tract was a little deformed, and his vocal cord could not be seen, but he used a rather special technique, so there should be no problem.

However, when he saw that the patient was in a state of hypoxia and the blood oxygen saturation level on the ECG monitor had dropped to 70%, he had no choice but to accept the truth.

Su Yun waited for two seconds, and when she saw that the anesthetist was still in a daze, she kicked his butt and scolded,""Are you waiting for something to happen? Idiot!"

The anesthetist did not have the time to argue. At this moment, his mind was filled with the patient dying from suffocation before the operation.

This was a major medical mishap. He immediately woke up and jogged to get a firbotomy tube.

"Su Yun, is there a problem with tracheal intubation?" Feng Jianguo asked in a low voice.

Although they were in the operating theater, it was better to speak quietly about this kind of medical malpractice. This was a habit, and it was also the sword of Damocles that hung over the doctors "heads.

As long as one was a doctor, they would have an inexplicable respect for him.

"I think it's an airway deformity, and it's inserted into the esophagus." Su Yun said,"boss, can you do it? if you can 't, I'll do it."

Zheng Ren ignored him. He performed standard mouth - to - mouth resuscitation and maintained the last bit of oxygen for the patient who had been given skelaxin.

In less than a minute, the anesthetist came back with a box.

Without waiting for him to make a move, Su Yun grabbed the box containing the firbotomy tube and began to skillfully assemble it.

Just like how Special Forces soldiers assembled firearms, the firbotomy tube was installed almost instantly.

Although Zheng Ren's back was facing Su Yun, he seemed to be able to see his actions. The moment the mirror was assembled, Zheng Ren reached out his hand, and Su Yun subconsciously passed the mirror to him.

He took a deep breath and gave the patient on the operating table one last mouth - to - mouth resuscitation. Then, he began to put in the firbotomy tube.

Without any pause, he said in a deep voice after 6.78 seconds,""Connect the mechanical ventilator."

The anesthetist was dumbfounded.

This was an extremely dangerous situation that the Department of Anesthesiology rarely encountered.

The patient had lost the ability to breathe on her own under the effect of the drug, and there was no oxygen supply. It was obvious what would happen without saying it.

The difficult part was the deformity of the airway, and there was a time limit to use a tube under the firbotomy. He had to be steady, accurate, and fast, without any extra time to waste.

Boss Zheng took 10 seconds?

After connecting the ventilator, Zheng Ren observed the patient's vital signs. He heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that his chest had recovered and that his blood oxygen saturation level had increased after he was given pure oxygen.

After putting on the gloves and picking up the tube, Zheng Ren started to suck the patient's phlegm.

"Boss, you ... You saw traumatic Lou Gehrig's lung disease?" Su Yun asked.

"Yes, I saw a large amount of secretion when I looked into the mirror." Zheng Ren said calmly. A large amount of qi and blood secretion was sucked out, and Zheng Ren was relieved.

He did not blame the anesthetist. Instead, he asked,"What kind of injury?"

"Fountain, you directly tore your lower body. Your intestines are out." "X - ray ... Xiaocao, where's the x - ray!" Feng Jianguo said.

"On the Gurney, I'll go get it." Quan xiaocao hurriedly went to the Gurney at the entrance and took the film.

"Give it to me," Zheng Ren's gaze was focused on the scan. Without even looking at Quan xiaocao, he took the scan bag, took out the scan, and inserted it into the scan reader.

"Su Yun, disinfect your hands. Hurry up." Zheng Ren said as he looked at the x - ray.

"The pelvis fracture is so serious." Su Yun glanced at the scan and immediately turned to disinfect the wound. He patted the anesthetist's shoulder and said,"Brother, I'm sorry. Wear lead clothes and sit inside. "

"Eh." The anesthetist squeezed out a voice from his throat and followed Su Yun to put on the lead coat.

"Boss Zheng, the surgery is very difficult," Feng Jianguo and Zheng Ren were looking at the film together. He had a rough look at it before and knew that it was extremely difficult.

[Rectal rupture, small intestine prolapsectomy, and it's a rupture.]

With this diagnosis alone, the judgment that appeared in Feng Jianguo's mind was that the patient's prognosis was poor. There was a serious infection, a large area of lacerations and contusions in the anus, and the surgery was extremely complicated.

And the patient himself ...

The more he thought about it, the more his head hurt. Feng Jianguo sighed.

"Let's do it bit by bit. It depends on the situation. If it doesn't work, we can find the gynecologist to do the repair." Zheng Ren said.

"Now?" Feng Jianguo asked.

"Let them get ready. They'll come up when we're almost done with the surgery." Zheng Ren said.

"Boss, go wash your hands." Su Yun said.

Zheng Ren's body froze for a moment, as if he did not hear Su Yun's words.

"What's wrong?" Su Yun asked as she disinfected the wound.

"I have to call Yiren." Zheng Ren said. Then, he said to the scrub nurse,"I'm sorry, my scrub nurse will be on the stage later."

"Is the surgery that difficult?" Su Yun was surprised.

Zheng Ren nodded slightly. He took out his phone and called Xie Yiren, then went to wash his hands.

The disinfection and the spreading of the sterile sheet were completed at the fastest speed.

Feng Jianguo and the scrub nurse hid. In the operation room, a limping young man was carrying a pile of medical consumables to boss Zheng with an open Trolley Case.

Soon, he came out with half of the medical consumables.

"Little Feng, you've prepared too much." Feng Jianguo asked as kindly as he could.

"Professor Feng, I can't make a judgment on the patient's condition. I don't know what President Zheng's surgery needs. We can only try our best to bring everything so that President Zheng can choose. " Feng Xuhui smiled shyly.

Feng Jianguo seemed to have sensed something and glanced at Quan xiaocao.

The silly child was nervously watching Boss Zheng and Su Yun's surgery through the lead glass and didn't notice what Feng Xuhui said.

Feng Jianguo felt a little emotional. Many things could only be understood after experiencing them.

Even if he pulled Quan xiaocao's ear and told her what to do, the effect would probably be very limited.

A normal doctor could learn by listening to others. However, learning from boss Zheng would depend on Xiao Cao's own life.

The airtight lead door was closed, and the anesthetist remained in the operating room.

He didn't dare to be careless. It was the safest to stay inside. He was not the one who was safe, but the patient was the safest!

Although he wanted to eat noodles, he had no choice but to do so at this time.

He could only hope that boss Zheng's surgery would be faster.