The Surgeon's Studio

The helicopter’s propeller roared as a strong wind blew Zheng Ren’s hair.

It was the bearded pilot again. Although the rain was a little less, it did not stop. There were not many people who could land in such bad weather, with him being one of them who could.

Under such circumstances, this was the only way to maintain a proper channel to transport life-saving supplies.

However, he brought good news. It had been 30 hours since the earthquake and the nearest unit was not far from where they were

However, he did not say what kind of casualties the unit had suffered and Zheng Ren did not ask.

After unloading the helicopter’s cargo and carrying the seriously injured people rescued by the medical staff onto the helicopter, the bearded pilot prepared to leave.

“Comrade, I have written down the diagnosis and treatment for each patient. There are also recommendations for follow-up treatment. Please make sure to explain the situation to the doctors at the rear.” Zheng Ren did not mind being long-winded and reminded him seriously once again.

“Don’t worry.” The bearded pilot had a heroic look on his face. He would definitely not forget things in such a serious situation.

“By the way, I’ve reported to the frontline headquarters that you said you would mobilize all the nephrologists in the country to transport a large number of dialysis machines. The leaders attached great importance to it,” the bearded pilot said. “The order from the frontline has been issued. In a few days, more than a thousand nephrologists will arrive one after another.”

Zheng Ren nodded. Although he was still worried, it was the only thing he could do.

This batch of seriously injured patients were those with ruptured internal organs. They were bleeding profusely and in hemorrhagic shock. After the ‘simple’ surgery was done, they were sent to the hospital in the backlines for second-stage surgery. Then, they had to be treated with anti-infection and anti-shock treatment.

As for the patients with severe grinding contusion who needed to amputate their limbs, their lives weren’t as badly at risk so they could not board the helicopter yet.

Because the supplies they brought with them contained a large amount of morphine, these injured people would not suffer too much.

Zheng Ren wrote down the treatment process on paper very seriously. He did not have a lot that he could write on and Zheng Ren had even commandeered a female team member’s facial tissue at some point.

After the treatment process and the general treatment ideas, Zheng Ren could only write everything down as briefly as he could.

There was only so much he could do.

Zheng Ren put his legs together, raised his hand, and saluted.

Although it was not standard, it was full of seriousness and passion.

The bearded pilot returned the salute before stretching out his hand and clenching his fist, facing Zheng Ren directly.

After a fist bump, he turned around and boarded the helicopter without hesitation.

Seeing the helicopter slowly leave, Zheng Ren turned around and left.

“Boss, do you know who he is?” Su Yun looked at Zhao Yunlong who was carrying a search and rescue dog in the distance, a smile appearing on his face.

“The search and rescue dog?” Zheng Ren asked.

“I mean the pilot. Search and rescue dogs are available in fire brigades everywhere. How would I know its name?” Su Yun said angrily.

“I don’t know. Do you?” Zheng Ren walked over quickly to the generator and wanted to help carry the diesel generator to the hospital ruins of the radiology department.

“You could see his epaulets, boss. Don’t you recognize them?”

“No.”

Su Yun shrugged his shoulders and said, “Other than surgery, you really don’t have any common sense.”

“It’s enough for me to just know how to do surgery. If you know who he is, can you bring me the dual c-arm machine?” Zheng Ren said as he walked quickly.

What he said made sense, but Su Yun was already used to Zheng Ren’s seemingly reasonable attitude that was still full of complaints. Just as he was about to argue with him, he saw Zheng Ren start to move the generator with the others, so he could only go up and help.

A small generator could not provide much power but it was better than nothing.

Among the survivors, there was a professional electrician who was called to connect the generator to the gastrointestinal machine.

As for the surgical supplies for interventional surgery, they did not take up much space. The bearded pilot directly brought over 20 sets.

After installing the generator, Zheng Ren jumped into the vent where the people had been saved from.

Su Yun did not hesitate and followed Zheng Ren in.

“That bearded man’s epaulets suggest he’s a colonel. He’s probably the head of the Aviation Regiment.” Su Yun was still thinking about it.

“The amount of X-ray from the gastrointestinal machine is quite large. You should go out.” Zheng Ren said as if he did not hear Su Yun’s words.

“Huh? Why is there an extra set?” Su Yun replied with a disdainful smile on his face. He picked up a lead apron and put it on. However, Zheng Ren was already wearing one and another rested on the ground. He remembered that there were two sets when he was unloading the goods.

“You remembered wrongly,” Zheng Ren lied with a straight face without even blinking.

Could it be that he was sleepy? Su Yun scratched his head.

His body was severely exhausted. Even Su Yun, who had a photographic memory, began to doubt himself.

“This is a gastrointestinal machine. The amount of thread is too much. You should go out,” Zheng Ren said again in a serious manner.

“As a flawless assistant, you want me to go out at this time? Tsk!” Su Yun seized the moment and began to get busy.

Although he still doubted Zheng Ren’s words, it did not affect his firm implementation.

Zheng Ren did not stop Su Yun. The matter of the thread itself was not a big deal in the current situation.

The building could collapse at any time as long as there was an aftershock of magnitude 6 and above.

Although Zheng Ren found that the aftershocks were getting smaller and smaller, who could say anything about this kind of thing?

Su Yun still had some complaints about risking his life to perform pelvic fracture hemostasis and thrombectomy. However, Zheng Ren firmly believed that it was not certain when this ‘slightly lighter’ batch of injured people could be sent back.

Not to mention the pelvic fracture, the person would just die if the bleeding was not stopped. If the thrombectomy completely clogged the injured person’s blood vessels while he needed to be amputated, the necrotic tissue would spread, decreasing their chances of survival once they were sent back.

Therefore, he insisted again and again.

The two of them were busy. After performing a simple disinfection and cleaning, the electrician connected the generator to the gastrointestinal machine.

As the diesel generator roared, Zheng Ren turned on the gastrointestinal machine.

Seeing the long-lost light and shadow, Zheng Ren missed it very much.

The first patients were lying in the tent, waiting to take the helicopter back due to their injured pelvis.

Their injuries were…serious but there was no organ rupture. The medical team could do nothing about it.

The helicopter’s carrying capacity was quite limited. Such patients could not directly board the helicopter. It was like boiling a frog in warm water… Both the captain of the military medical university and Zhao Yunlong knew this very well.

However, no one could do anything about it.

The heavily injured person was carefully sent down from the air vent. Zheng Ren and Su Yun worked together to put the heavily injured person on the gastrointestinal machine’s examination bed before disinfecting him.

The gastrointestinal machine’s resolution was very poor, and the branches of the internal iliac artery were very thin. Zheng Ren held a flashlight in his mouth, squinted his eyes, and performed the surgery in a strange posture.

Fortunately, his skill level was still high. One machine was needed every 30 to 40 minutes, and the patients who were in urgent need of surgery were dealt with as soon as possible.

After that, a patient with relatively lighter injuries was sent in. The little girl was 15 years old. Her right foot had a grinding contusion, its surface black because of the necrosis caused by long-term ischemia.

When she was sent down, she had just received an intravenous injection of morphine and her expression was a little blurry.

“Uncle, what surgery are you going to do?” The little girl asked in a Sichuan dialect.

Zheng Ren smiled and tried his best to calm her emotions. “The blood vessels on your injured foot are blocked. Let’s try to open it up. If we can open up the blood vessels, you can go back and just treat the fractures.”

“That’s great. Then can I still run in the future?” the little girl asked.

“Yes, that’s right.”Zheng Ren began to adjust the gastrointestinal machine. Su Yun prepared the surgical supplies and then began to disinfect them.