The Surgeon's Studio

Zheng Ren carried the large suitcase and ran to the changing room of the operating theater as light as a swallow.

No matter how anxious he was, he had to ensure that the operation was sterile. As long as they did not run out of supplies during the earthquake, this was a must.

After changing his clothes in a hurry, Gao Shaojie came in, panting.

Neither of them spoke. Zheng Ren carried the trolley Case and ran straight into the operating room.

"Boss Zheng, eight hands!" Gao Shaojie didn't forget to shout at the end.

However, this sentence was completely meaningless. The corridor of the operating theater was in a mess. The doctors and nurses were running around like the wind, urging blood to flow and looking for people.

Director Lin from the medical Affairs Department of the Affiliated Hospital of the medical University accompanied director li with a dark face and directed the rescue.

In truth, there was nothing much to give orders about. If the Department of Vascular Surgery came up to take a look, the probability of them being able to suture the wound was not high.

Professor Zhan had mentioned this before the surgery. Due to the existence of retroperitoneum paradoneal ganglion tumors, it was impossible to suture the inferior vena cava as long as it was torn!

Director Jin, he should be on the stage.

All they had to do now was to do their best. In director Lin's eyes, all the resuscitation was just a little effort.

Really F * cking hell! Even a professor in the capital couldn't do it, what about Jin's life?

Once it was discovered, it was late - Stage, and there was no chance of surgery.

And it was even a rare retroperitoneum lesser ganglion tumor ...

Director Lin's eyes were a little dazed. It had nothing to do with medical malpractice. She was just sad.

Although he wasn't close to director Jin, director Jin was an old director. He was a classmate of director li and had known him for decades. Now that the blood in the endoscope had blocked his vision, Division Chief Lin felt terrible.

"Why the F * ck is he doing this kind of surgery in a normal operating room?!" A seemingly familiar voice sounded. It was a little surprised and a little angry.

Who was this?

It was a mess on and off the operating table.

Division Chief Lin looked for the person who spoke. He remembered the voice and it was a very important person, but he couldn't remember who it was.

Zheng Ren took a look at the ECG monitor. The blood pressure had dropped to 60mm, but the heart rate was still in the sinus rhythm, which meant that there was still hope.

On the operating table, the laparoscope was being turned to perform an open surgery. The forceps for the laparoscope had not been taken out. Zheng Ren knew that it was time to separate the bleeding, so he used the hemostatic gauze to block the position of the rupture to prevent too much bleeding and to buy a little time for the subsequent rescue.

What made Zheng Ren angry was that the operating room was a normal operating room, not a hybrid operating room.

MD! He cursed in his heart.

"Boss Zheng, why are you here?" Division Chief Lin tried his best to look for it and was surprised to find that it was Zheng Ren.

At that time, he wanted to poach boss Zheng to the Affiliated Hospital of the medical University, and director Lin even went to the Dean to ask for a career establishment.

He didn't expect that 912 of the imperial capital would make his move earlier than him and offer more favorable conditions.

Just like that, he had brushed past a rising star. Every time division Chief Lin thought about this, he would feel very regretful.

He did not expect to "bump into" her in the operating theater today.

"Can I do you a favor?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Help? You have a way!" Director Lin asked in surprise.

"Let's try it first. If it doesn't work, we'll hurry up and go to the hybrid operating theater ..." Zheng Ren said helplessly.

With all sorts of tubes and ventilators, if he were to be moved to another operating room under general anesthesia, he would probably die.

"Then I'll have to trouble you!" Director Lin said immediately.

In this case, only doctor Zheng said that there was a way. Like a drowning man grabbing onto the last straw, Division Chief Lin immediately agreed.

Director Jin was beyond saving anyway, so there was no problem in giving it a try.

Zheng Ren threw the large suitcase aside and strode to wash his hands.

"Boss, you can still save him?" Su Yun followed behind and asked hurriedly.

"Let's try. " Zheng Ren said.

Gao Shaojie had also arrived. He had come in with Su Yun.

Gao Shaojie was stunned when he saw boss Zheng striding to wash his hands.

He knew Department Director Jin's condition all too well. The retroperitoneum inferior ganglion tumor had already invaded the inferior vena cava, and the patient would be gone once it burst.

Why did boss Zheng ...

Was he going to remove the scaffold?

An inferior vena cava stent?

Gao Shaojie was stunned as he looked at Zheng Ren's back.

The Department of interventional services did not have much of a presence. Before the surgery, he had a vague feeling that he should be arranged to stay in a hybrid operating theater, but this was a decision made by the hospital.

Gao Shaojie still wanted to invite boss Zheng to perform the surgery, so he didn't pay much attention to this matter.

Director Jin was very strict with young leading professors, especially those who were highly skilled and posed a great threat to him.

The relationship between the two wasn't good, but Gao Shaojie just looked on coldly. He didn't gloat, but he didn't take it to heart.

He took another look and confirmed that it was indeed an ordinary technique room!

"Boss Zheng is going to have surgery," Gao Shaojie thought. He was really an all - rounder who could do any surgery, and he was good at any surgery.

This kind of person was really rare.

"Gao Shaojie, why did you bring the medical consumables seller in?" Director li frowned as he looked at the resuscitation on the operating table. He was very unhappy as he scolded.

"Director li, it's not the material seller. It's boss Zheng from 912."

"Boss Zheng?"

"Director, he's the one who I applied for a position in a career establishment last year, but he was poached by 912." Director Lin explained in a low voice.

"Eh? Why was he here? What does he want to do?" Dean li asked.

No one could answer this question. The only person who could guess what boss Zheng was going to do urged Su Yun to go and wash her hands with him.

Soon, Zheng Ren finished brushing his hands and raised them in front of his chest, shouting,""Old Gao, help me find the sterile clothes."

"Alright!" Gao Shaojie responded and went to the sterile table next to the equipment table to see if there were any bags for sterile clothes.

Usually, there was a limit to how many sterile clothing one could wear for a surgery, so many students and other unimportant people did not even have the right to wear clothes.

"Boss Zheng, yes!" Gao Shaojie shouted in the panic of the crowd.

Zheng Ren came to the instrument table and said in a hurry,"please give me an iodophor gauze."

The scrub nurse was so busy that she completely ignored Zheng Ren's presence and his request for iodophor gauze for disinfection. She hurriedly handed the instruments to the operating table.

"Give me an iodophor gauze!" Zheng Ren shouted angrily when he saw that no one was paying attention to him.

His voice was so loud that the entire operating room seemed to tremble. The Echo buzzed, and the panicked operating room immediately became quiet.

"Even if you open it now, you'll still die. Can you stop the bleeding? All of you, stop!" Zheng Ren said angrily.

The young nurse was shocked, and Gao Shaojie quickly said,""Hurry up and give boss Zheng some gauze. Give me an oval forceps."

Although she was flustered, the young nurse still paid attention to the sterile operation. She placed the gauze on a curved tray and handed it to Zheng Ren.

After the disinfection, Zheng Ren took the clothes that Gao Shaojie had picked up with the Oval pliers, threw them into the air, and put them on neatly.

Gao Shaojie helped boss Zheng tie his belt like an intern.

"Is little Feng coming up?" Zheng Ren continued to roar.

In this kind of emergency treatment, no one would care even if the voice was soft.

However, at this moment, only boss Zheng's voice echoed in the operating room.

"Coming, coming." Feng Xuhui had already opened the large trolley Case in the corridor outside the operating theater.

He didn't even catch his breath before he asked again,""Boss Zheng, you want a vascular plementum, right?"