The Surgeon's Studio

After Lin Yuan was done disinfecting, he had no intention of stepping off the stage. Instead, he stood at the side and waited.

For the first time, Zheng Ren felt that this lady was not bad. She knew her priorities.

The operative approach for the surgery before the heart pacemaker was different from that for the subsequent surgery. Although it was a little hard for her to wait here, it was necessary.

Dean Lin's heart ached when he saw this, but he could not say anything.

"But Darong, are you ready? the limit ..."

"Boss, you're a little nervous." Su Yun shook the syringe in her hand. The words "can Dragon" were written on the tape.

The words were written in a lively manner, and it was obvious that it was written by Su Yun. He was making preparations with old he while he was criticizing professor Zhong.

"Yes." There was nothing for Zheng Ren to deny. He was indeed nervous. After all, this was a human life. Most importantly, this was the first surgery in the operating theater of the system that did not have a success rate of more than 90%.

If the time was too short, he would not be able to take care of both the surgical operation and medication at the same time.

None of his previous operations had been this serious. Regardless of the principle of sterilization, he could still push the medicine while he performed the surgery, but he could still barely complete it.

Zheng Ren sighed. When would the big pig trotter be able to get a few assistants for him in the system's operating theater?

This was an extravagant hope.

"Don't worry. With old he and I here, it'll be fine. " Su Yun consoled him, which was rare.

Zheng Ren laughed and started to put down the cardiac pacemaker.

This was a normal surgery. Professor Zhong stood beside Zheng Ren and helped hold the guide wire. He had already come back to his senses and was criticizing boss Zheng's Medical group's brutal style in his heart.

"Lin Yuan, start disinfecting the femoral vein." Zheng Ren said as he operated.

"Alright," he said. Lin Yuan said in a deep voice.

"The rest of you can leave now." Zheng Ren continued.

Dean Lin's heart felt like it was being twisted as he watched his girl disinfect, lay out the sheets, and eat the thread.

I hope that the operation will be a success!

If he failed, he would definitely put boss Zheng on the blacklist.

A group of people walked out of the operating room. The moment the airtight lead door closed, Dean Lin vaguely felt an X-ray shining on his body.

Half of the white blood cells in his body seemed to have died in an instant.

"Dean Lin, please have a seat." The operating technician in the operating room took a chair and handed it to Dean Lin.

"No, you do your thing." Dean Lin's heart was in pain, but he looked calm on the surface.

"The surgery was done very quickly. Boss Zheng's skills are quite high." The technician saw that Dean Lin seemed to have something on his mind, so he comforted him.

No one spoke in the operation room, and it was so quiet that it made one's heart palpitate.

On the screen, the guide wire was directly inserted, and the pacemaker was inserted. The preoperation was completed in less than ten minutes.

"Turn on the walkie-talkie, I want to hear what's being said." Dean Lin said.

"Oh." The technician quickly turned on the walkie-talkie.

"That's a good idea, boss. " Su Yun's voice came from the walkie-talkie."I was planning on performing CPR."

"There's no other way. I'm forced to do it. " Zheng Ren said.

"Don't mind me. What do you mean by desperate? do you know what I'm thinking now that you've said that?" Su Yun asked.

"I don't know,"

"A cornered dog will do something like that. The image is like the day Blackie ran away from home. He's sneaky like a thief." Su Yun nagged.

Was this a F * cking difficult surgery with a success rate of only 60%?

The people outside were dumbfounded.

There were people who would chat in the operating theater, but it was too much to talk nonsense in front of the professor from another hospital and the hospital's director.

"Professor Zhong, I'll have to trouble you to suppress it." Zheng Ren said to professor Zhong as he pulled out the guide wire.

It was only then that more than half of the people in the operation room noticed that the pacemaker had been inserted.

One word, quick!

Two words, so fast!

Three words, so F * cking fast ... It seemed to be four words.

Through the lead glass, he saw boss Zheng's hands held flat in front of his chest. He turned around, back to back with professor Zhong, and then came to the side of his leg.

"Lin Yuan, come on stage." Zheng Ren said.

"Alright!" Lin Yuan had been waiting bitterly for this sentence.

Dean Lin was a little gratified. Through the lead glass, he looked lovingly at Lin Yuan, who was standing happily on boss Zheng's right side, the side closer to him.

In just a moment, he had a change of mind. What was he so happy about? No matter what, he was still taking the thread in the operating theater. There was no change at all.

He sighed in his heart.

Usually, when they sat in the meeting room, they could talk about how hard it was for clinicians, and they could make a lot of sense out of it.

The articles given by the publicity department were also tear-jerking.

However, when his beloved daughter stood in the operating room full of X-rays, Dean Lin had mixed feelings.

"Hold the guide wire firmly, and don't move it." Zheng Ren warned.

"En!" Dean Lin heard his little girl's grunt from the walkie-talkie.

He had never been so docile to her even at home!

Dean Lin's old Father's heart instantly broke into 80 pieces.

He felt as if the cabbage that he had raised for more than twenty years had been eaten by a pig.

In the past, Dean Lin had mentally prepared himself countless times to do what he wanted to do when Lin Yuan brought his boyfriend home.

However, he didn't expect his little cabbage to run into someone else's Pigpen.

Although the analogy wasn't appropriate, his feelings were the same.

He couldn't even think about this. At the thought of Lin Yuan meowing at boss Zheng, Dean Lin's heart swelled.

The area of the psychological shadow covered his entire body, so tight that not a single ray of light could shine in.

A guide wire and a catheter were inserted, and a filter was carefully placed in the inferior vena cava. Immediately after, he began to use uretholomone.

"Is there a need to leave the inferior vena cava filter still?" A person in the room asked in a low voice.

The voice was very low and fleeting. Dean Lin didn't know where it came from.

However, no one answered his question.

He then injected his urethrin into the thrombosis through a catheter, and the thrombosis blocking the right pulmonary artery disintegrated layer by layer.

At the same time, the electrocardiogram began to send out warnings like crazy.

No one spoke in the operating theater. It was silent, and only the alarm could be heard.

Although the inside and outside monitors were synchronized, there was still a certain gap when the sound was transmitted through the walkie-talkie.

The alarm that was a few milliseconds away from the target sounded like a sea that was about to drown them.

"What happened?" the people in the operation room were a little flustered. The ST-tier electrocardiogram on the monitor showed obvious hook-like changes.

Through the lead glass, he could see Su Yun and the anesthetist, old he, who were standing beside the patient's head, getting busy.

The medicine was pushed in one by one, and Dean Lin was frightened.

All medicines had side effects.

If he used the medicine like this, the medicine would accumulate in his body, which would be a big problem!

"I can't use the kedaron anymore!" Professor Zhong's voice came out of the walkie-talkie, a little panicked.