The Surgeon's Studio

After arriving at the ICU, Zheng Ren changed his clothes and walked in. He saw that the red color on Ren Ling's system panel had faded, and it seemed that her condition was getting better.

"Boss Zheng, are you here to take a look at the patient?" The chief resident of ICU greeted him.

"Yes, yes. I'll just take a look." Zheng Ren said with a smile.

"His overall condition is gradually recovering. It's just that the pelvic drainage volume is still a little high." The chief resident of the ICU said.

This was what Zheng Ren was worried about.

He took a closer look at Ren Ling's system panel again. There were no unfamiliar diseases or complications, such as fatal diagnoses like pancreatic leak.

"Let me take a look at the record." Zheng Ren said.

The ICU chief resident put down his work and brought Zheng Ren to the computer. He found Ren Ling's medical records and nursing records.

Now that Zheng Ren was in the limelight in 912, the chief resident of the ICU had heard about him.

What he had heard was not important. After the patient named Ren Ling was sent over, he could not see the surgery record.

She urged them three to five times, but the gastrointestinal surgery department always said that they were still writing.

The chief resident of the ICU was puzzled. It was just a surgery record, what was there to write? What kind of surgery had they not done in a mature, large - scale tertiary Grade A hospital like 912? What kind of surgery record template did he not have?

Under normal circumstances, it was enough to just stick the template and make some changes according to the situation during the operation.

Twenty minutes was considered a lot for a patient to be able to make a postoperative record. The chief resident of the ICU was a little disdainful about this.

Later, when the Department Director made ward rounds in the morning, he was very angry at the gastrointestinal surgery department for not writing the surgery record for a long time.

The director called director Wei directly and explained the situation.

This kind of situation was rare, but it was also not rare. Who would be in the mood to write surgery records after a night of surgery and exhaustion? However, according to the unspoken rules, he had to complete it before the shift was over.

Otherwise, if the department Director made a ward round and he could not even tell them what the surgical method was, he would be in trouble.

It must be that a young in - Service training doctor was slacking off, and that was what the residents in the ICU always thought.

However, when he called director Wei, she was very calm.

Chief physician Wei seemed to know what was going on. He did not scold them angrily. Instead, he asked them to wait. The surgery records would be sent over in another three to five hours.

Let's wait then.

However, the chief resident of the ICU was dumbfounded when he saw the surgery records.

It took her an entire hour to read the long, 3000 - Word surgery record.

What kind of F * cking surgery was this?!

Division Chief Lin of the Intersurgical Medical Affairs Department guided the on - the - spot surgery, which was still a microsurgery through segmental incision and suturing. Finally, there was also the reconstruction of the superior mesentery artery.

After reading the report, the ICU chief resident pondered for almost a day, but he still couldn't figure out how such a serious patient survived.

Not only did he survive, but he also recovered quite quickly.

She could go offline after 24 hours, but she reported the operation to the director. After the director of the ICU saw the longest operation record in history, he fell silent.

This was a surgery record that would make both men and women fall silent after reading it.

Out of careful consideration, he decided to go offline after 48 hours.

The chief resident of ICU had been observing the changes in Ren Ling's condition the entire day. All the test indicators showed that he had improved to varying degrees. In fact, he was already awake and could breathe without the help of a ventilator.

Other than the fact that there was more drainage in the pelvic cavity, there was no other problem. In addition ... The patient was slightly more restless after he woke up.

For him to recover so quickly from such a severe injury, those who knew about this were all in admiration.

The surgery was performed by boss Zheng.

He could be called a God!

The chief resident of ICU did not know how to perform a surgery, but he had only seen one surgeon in his life who could make someone write a surgery record of more than 3000 words.

It was unique.

If this wasn't considered awesome, what was?

Unknowingly, Zheng Ren had another little fangirl ... An old fangirl.

"Boss Zheng, today's abdominal drainage is slightly less than yesterday 's. It's 600ml, light yellow, and there's sediment." Said the chief resident of ICU.

"Light yellow ..." Zheng Ren recalled the color of the drainage that he had come to see the day before. He looked through the reports of various laboratory tests that morning.

The light yellow guiding liquid, Zheng Ren pondered. It didn't look like gastric juice, nor did it look like intestinal juice, let alone lymph leakage.

The color of bile leakage should be darker, and the patient's urine was a lot and clear, so it did not look like urine leakage.

Could it be the pancreas? did they miss out on the pancreas during the surgery?

Zheng Ren had this conjecture because the surgery was not 100% completed in the end.

Although big pig trotter did not give a clear diagnosis of the complications, he still thought of it.

The laboratory test in the morning did not show any hemorrhapsody or enzyme values. Although the possibility was not high, this could not be ruled out.

"Please check on hemorpholography." Zheng Ren said.

"Are you thinking about the problem with your pancreas?" The chief resident of ICU asked,"the vital signs don't look very similar."

"I'm just looking at the situation, afraid that I've missed something. During the intraoperative exploration, there was contusions in the liver and spleen, but there was no problem with the pancreas. " As Zheng Ren spoke, he suddenly froze.

"The pancreas is definitely fine. I took a closer look, and it's very intact. There's no traumatic injury." Su Yun said.

"No!" Zheng Ren suddenly raised his hand and paused. He had a thought in his mind but was suddenly interrupted by Su Yun.

"What's wrong?" Su Yun did not know that she had interrupted Zheng Ren's train of thought.

"There are no signs of peritoneum inflammation. Let's check the body later." Zheng Ren said,"the possibility of there being a problem with the pancreas is really not very high."

"I think you're just suspicious. There will be less drainage. As long as it's not blood, you have nothing to be afraid of." Su Yun said in disdain.

"It's not that I'm afraid, but there's so much guiding liquid, there has to be a reason, right?" After Zheng Ren finished speaking, he went to do a physical examination on the patient.

There was about 300 ml of pale yellow fluid in the drainage bag. It was emptied early in the morning, so there was more than 300 ml at this point, which meant that the drainage for today would not be less.

Zheng Ren looked at the system panel again, but there was still no special diagnosis.

He began to do a physical examination. Just like what was described in the course of disease, there were no signs of peritoneum. The incision was intact, the drainage was smooth, and there was no drawing of blood.

When he was pressing the abdomen, Zheng Ren noticed that the patient was frowning and was acting restlessly.

It was possible for him to feel pain after the surgery, but he had not used much strength, so the reaction should not be so strong.

However, all his suspicions were dispelled when Zheng Ren heard the sound of his intestines with the stethoscope.

The rumbling sound was 4-5 per minute.

It was not an intestinal laceration, nor was there a problem with his pancreas. If there was digestive fluid in the abdominal cavity, intestinal paralysis would definitely occur within thirty - six hours.

But now, all his vital signs were stable ... It didn't seem like anything was wrong.

But where did so much guide liquid come from?