The Surgeon's Studio

"How many moves?"

"Four hands,"

Zheng Ren strode in after he finished asking.

When he went upstairs and pushed open the door, Zheng Ren saw Xie Yiren rushing into the operating room with a sterile bag.

"Yiren, I'll do it." Zheng Ren immediately shouted from behind.

"Ya, you came up so quickly!" Xie Yiren said.

"You're faster than me. "

"I treated the head nurse of the operating theater to lunch this afternoon, so I didn't sleep." Xie Yiren's eyes narrowed into crescents, and she rejected Zheng Ren's outstretched hand."You should hurry up and get ready. I heard that it's a patient with lung torsion."

"Yes, yes." Zheng Ren nodded his head repeatedly, his attitude extremely good.

"Are you hungry? I have two small cakes and chocolate. What do you want to eat?" Xie Yiren asked.

"I'm not hungry ..." Zheng Ren felt that things were going in a bad direction, so he immediately changed the topic."Why are you treating the head nurse to a meal?"

"If I don't build a good relationship with the head nurse here, it'll be inconvenient for me if I keep coming here to perform surgeries." "Don't faint from hunger. Are you sure you're okay?"Xie Yiren said, skipping.

"Uh, it's fine, it's fine."

"You've fainted once before, but I didn't see you after that. Did you do it on purpose that time?" Xie Yiren leaned closer and asked Zheng Ren in a low voice.

"Definitely not." Zheng Ren subconsciously said something that was seeking death.

As they were talking, the door of the operating room opened, and a patient was pushed in.

"I'll go rescue him. " Zheng Ren said hurriedly.

"Yes." Xie Yiren ran toward the operating room with her surgical box.

Zhou Litao's figure was in front of her. He didn't walk in, but just sent the patient to the door. Seeing that Zheng Ren had already changed his clothes, Zhou Litao's heart calmed down a little.

"The patient has breathing difficulties, low blood oxygen saturation, and a lot of bubbling sounds in both lungs, mainly in the right lung. His heart rate is fast, rheumatophobia. " Zhou Litao quickly reported his condition.

"I know." Zheng Ren helped to carry the patient to the Gurney in the operating theater and quickly dragged the Gurney to operating theater 4.

"So fast?" Su Yun had just changed her clothes when she saw Zheng Ren walking in with the patient. He held onto the back of the car and said,""Boss, the patient's family members will only arrive in a few minutes. They said that the traffic police sent them here."

"Traffic police?"

"I'm lost. I can't find 912. The traffic police heard that someone at home needs emergency surgery, so they checked with Fang Lin and sent him here."

"Division Chief Lin is down there, right?"

"Yes,"

Zheng Ren was relieved and quickly pushed the patient into the operating room. A few people lifted the patient onto the operating table in a flurry.

"Boss Zheng, which side?" Old he asked.

"Right side."

"Alright," he said. Old he had an idea.

A very important point in thoracotomy was single - cavity ventilation. After entering the thoracic cavity, the lungs on the thoracic side had to be deflated. This way, the surgical field would be exposed very well.

This was the job of an anesthetist, but many of them could not do this.

Since it was an emergency patient, old he did not look at the film and the patient before the surgery, so he had to ask.

The patient's body was covered in blue and purple, and he was in a coma. His breathing was unstable, and there were signs of deep breathing.

Deep breathing, also known as kusemo breathing, proved that the patient had excessive carbon dioxide retention, and her body was beginning to show signs of acidity poisoning.

They would take off the patient's clothes, and if they did not have time, they would cut or tear them.

Su Yun immediately went to wash her hands while Zheng Ren placed a catheter on the patient and adjusted his position.

This was an emergency patient, and it was the kind of emergency with lung torsion. There was no time to wait for Su Yun to do all this work.

"Boss Zheng, the colleagues from the legal department said that the patient's family has agreed to the live broadcast of the surgery, and they have already signed the agreement." Hu Yanhui said at the door.

"Yes, after disinfecting and setting up a sterile sheet, put on the glasses." Zheng Ren turned around to wash his hands, leaving the operating table to Su Yun.

Soon, Fang Lin ran up to them as well.

"Boss Zheng, I'm done with the signing." He said in a hurry.

Zheng Ren knew that there was a high probability that Fang Lin had printed out the preoperative instructions on the A4 paper in such a short time. The patient's name and other information were blank, and he only had time to fill in the form after the operation.

"Yes." He responded, strode to the sink, and began to wash his hands.

Fang Lin passed by the operating room and took a glance at the patient's blood oxygen saturation level. He felt a chill in his heart.

Her heart rate was increasing, and her blood oxygen was less than 80%. This meant that her condition had gotten worse. Her lung had been twisted, and her artery had been completely locked.

What the f * ck! Fang Lin groaned in his heart. He jogged along the way to brush his hands.

"Boss Zheng, is it appropriate to broadcast such a serious patient?" Fang Lin asked in a perturbed manner while he was washing his hands.

Stability was the most important thing in a live surgery broadcast.

In the past, there were also top experts in the world or in the country who did live stream demonstration surgeries at some academic conferences.

However, for those surgeries, the patients would be screened and selected again and again.

As long as there was any possibility of a problem, it would be replaced directly. Only the simplest surgery could be live - streamed, and this was a law in the industry.

Boss Zheng was going to do a live broadcast of an emergency lung rotation ... Fang Lin's heart began to beat nervously.

"I'll try. " "Hold on tight, we'll start the show immediately," Zheng Ren said.

After saying that, he threw the brush into the pool, and there was a Duang sound.

Back in the operating room, Zheng Ren disinfected himself and put on his clothes. He lowered his head and asked Hu Yanhui to help him put on his live broadcast glasses.

"Boss, wait a minute." "I want a mic," Su Yun said.

"You do what you need to do, I'll open the channel first." Zheng Ren said.

He had practiced surgery almost twenty times in the system operating room, so Zheng Ren knew that time was of the essence. After he laid out the surgical sheet, he did not wait for the aspirator and electroburner to be ready. He extended his hand and placed The Lancet knife in his palm.

"Gauze," Zheng Ren said in a deep voice.

At the same time, the live broadcast of the surgery began.

There were only a few people wandering around the apricot garden, and they happened to see that the surgery livestream room was open, and they were all happy.

The sudden opening of a surgery livestream room meant that there was an emergency surgery to be performed.

"I hope it's not appendicitis. Please don't have appendicitis ..." Everyone prayed and clicked into the livestream room.

"Boss, slow down!" Su Yun had just connected the mic when she saw Zheng Ren's knife cut down and fresh blood gushed out. She shouted anxiously.

Zheng Ren ignored him. Instead, he put the knife aside and began to separate the muscle layer.

Slower? What slow down? He couldn't slow down at all!

In the live - stream room, the doctors who entered the room first were stunned.

There were very few microphones in the surgery livestream room. It seemed that other than the long coronary intervention surgery, there was basically no situation of a microphone being connected.

And this time, he actually heard a voice.

'Slow down ...

Before they could react, they saw blood splattering in the operating field.

'Damn, this surgery is really bold!'

You don't even need to burn it with electricity? Don't you know how to open up the chest layer by layer?

If it was a few months ago, a doctor with a fiery temper would have already started scolding. However, the doctors who could wander around the apricot garden all more or less admired this sorcerer.

Someone was quick - witted and opened the back desk to look at the medical record.

In the end, he realized that the medical record had not been uploaded at all, which meant that this was a standard emergency surgery!

"Hello, hello? Little Hu, can you hear me?" Su Yun stood at the first assistant's position, tidying up the electric burner and preparing to stop the bleeding while testing the mic.