The Surgeon's Studio

Old he was preparing the equipment and medicine required for the surgery in the interventional surgery room. He had received a notice from Su Yun last night that he would be performing a thoracoscopies today.

At that time, he did not pay much attention to it. Thoracoscopies were just a very basic surgical technique. It was not like twenty years ago. Basically, doctors at the level of chief residents in Room 912 were already overused with thoracoscopies.

For an anesthetist, single-lung ventilation was a prerequisite skill to ensure a smooth thoracoscopy operation. Unlike laparoscopy, in which air had to be pumped into the abdominal cavity to create space for the surgery, thoracoscopy required the lung tissue to shrink so that there was a surgical field.

Old he didn't think there would be any problems with himself. After all, whether it was his own surgical level or boss Zheng holding the line behind the scenes, the possibility of problems occurring was almost zero, so he didn't consider it for the time being.

After the shift was over, old he went to the interventional surgery room.

"Little Hua, there's no emergency medical report, right?" Old he asked.

"The Department Director said that we'll leave an emergency operating room for boss Zheng to perform thoracoscopies." The anesthetist on duty said.

Old he smiled and went to an emergency interventional surgery room. He inserted the USB flash drive first.

In the background music of 'good luck comes', old he felt that he was 20 years younger, and his steps were a little lighter. The patient monitor ... Ventilator ... Double-chamber tubes ... Emergency treatment ...

Old he checked every single item carefully. Although emergency surgery # 912 had its own set of procedures that had already been formed, he was still worried, so he checked them for the last time. Moreover, this was an interventional operating theater, and general anesthesia was relatively rare. Old he had to ensure that nothing went wrong.

If there was really something missing after the channel was opened, then it would be F * cked up.

"He Junjin!" An unfamiliar voice that made old he's hair stand on end came. Old he was slightly stunned. The relaxed and happy expression on his face froze. Then, he changed his expression and turned around with a smile like a blooming chrysanthemum.

"Chief ye, why have you come?"

"Department Director Xu, go down and see the patient. You're checking the equipment?" Ye Qingqiu asked.

"Yeah, let me take a look first. The surgery form has not been mentioned yet. I'll go down to see the patient when I receive the notice of the surgery. " As old he spoke, he suddenly realized that the person who was performing the surgery today should be a Big Shot.

Otherwise, ye Qingqiu wouldn't have come up, and director Xu wouldn't have gone down.

"Are you done preparing? There aren't any flaws, right?" Ye Qingqiu asked.

"Yes, it's all done. The patient can be anesthetized as soon as he comes up."

Ye Qingqiu nodded slightly, his eyes swept across the operating room, and then asked,"is this the 'good luck comes' that boss Zheng heard when he was performing surgery?"

"Yes, director ye." Old he didn't know what was going on, so he was very cautious when he answered director ye's questions and didn't dare to say anything more.

All clinicians would show a certain degree of respect to the hospital administration department's boss as long as they still had some basic knowledge of the situation.

Ye Qingqiu didn't comment and only nodded slightly. Seeing Xie Yiren walk in with the surgical equipment, the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes deepened, and she must be smiling.

But the two didn't talk. Ye Qingqiu turned and left.

"Yiren, who's the surgery for today?" Old he asked after letting out a long breath.

"I heard early on that it was an 84-year-old patient. I was already prepared to give up and return to my hometown, but Zheng Ren happened to see him yesterday, so he made an appointment with us for emergency surgery."

Xie Yiren handed the sterilized equipment box to the circulating nurse. She was about to disinfect the equipment when she told old he some information.

Since it wasn't a large thoracotomy, Dr. Charles's equipment box was useless. However, Xie Yiren still carefully prepared a surgical box so that she wouldn't be in a hurry when she needed to use it.

Old he started to think about it. An 84-year-old patient should be an elderly patient, and there was a possibility of failure in intubation.

He took a firbotic tracheostomy tube and placed it in a place that was not in the way. A second-generation Explorer's laryngeal mask ... Forget about this. Even if he wanted to use boss Zheng 's, there was a third-generation one.

What other equipment might be needed but not commonly used?

As he was pondering, old he heard a familiar voice coming from the corridor.

"Elder Peng, we've prepared a lounge for you. Would you like to rest for a while?"

It was director Yan! Old he was slightly shocked. It seemed that the patient's background was bigger than he had imagined. Even director Yan had followed him.

"No, I can 't. As the patient's family member, will I put pressure on the surgeon if I watch the surgery?" Elder Peng didn't seem nervous at all. He chuckled.

"No, boss Zheng's surgery was very stable. He has a big heart." Director Yan smiled."I'm not worried. I'm just afraid that you'll be tired."

"It's only an hour in total. It's not tiring at all. "

Old he pretended to be busy, showing off his hard work, carefulness, sincerity, and earnestness.

Work had to be done, and fake performances had to be done well. Old he knew all of this. If it wasn't for her bad luck in the first half of her life, she would have mentioned it long ago. "There's a saying that heaven and earth will be at the same time. Now, my luck must have changed," old he thought with a smile.

"Oh? Doctor Zheng is used to hearing this when he's performing surgery ..."

Outside the operating room, elder Peng heard the song of good luck coming from inside and said casually," But how should he describe it? At that time, elder Peng and the others did not have such good conditions to perform surgery, but it did not stop him from knowing that surgeons nowadays had their own music to listen to.

They had heard countless songs in the operating theater, but they had never heard of good luck.

To be honest, this song was a little noisy and the rhythm was a little fast. If it was square dance ... It seemed that even square dance would dislike this song. Elder Peng smiled."It's rare to see such a retro song."

"Boss Zheng might be doing this for a lipstick." Ye Qingqiu said in a low voice.

Elder Peng nodded.

"This is he Junjin, the Associate Chief physician of the Department of Anesthesiology." Ye Qingqiu introduced.

Old he had never been so close to elder Peng, but he had heard his name before. In addition, when ye Qingqiu introduced him, he directly said that he was the Deputy Director, so old he was happy. There should be some progress, or else director ye wouldn't have lied through his teeth just to make elder Peng think that 912 was taking this seriously.

It turned out to be the surgery of this old man's lover. No wonder.

Old he turned around and greeted elder Peng, but he opened the door to a crowd of people. As if there was a president's office, all the hospital-level leaders followed behind.

"Elder Peng," Old he didn't avoid the friendly greeting, nor did he try to flatter him. Instead, he greeted him calmly, bowed slightly, and began his non-existent performance.

He didn't want to gain merits, but he wanted to not make any mistakes. All the merits belonged to boss Zheng. It was already good enough that he could get a share of the profits. Old he understood this in his heart.

"Elder Peng, please take a break." Hospital director Yan brought over a small round stool and placed it in the corner of the operating room. She 'pressed' elder Peng onto the stool without any hesitation.

"Don't let too many people in the operating theater. Hospital director Yuan, stay behind. Everyone else, please leave. " Director Yan glanced at the people behind him and started to drive them away in a deep voice.