Chapter 327 Stockholm Syndrome

Rinse, close the abdomen.

Zheng Ren's technique is proficient, although every step is precise, but in the eyes of others, he feels that it is too fast to see clearly, which makes people dazzled.

Director Sun also came along, although he already knew that Zheng Ren's surgery was better than his own. But Zheng Ren was obviously in a hurry today, and he opened his hands at full speed. Director Sun was dumbfounded.

He had already extinguished his thoughts of fighting against the two raptors in the emergency department, the old and the young. At this moment, he saw Su Yun and Director Zhang undergoing chest surgery, and his thoughts of watching the excitement flourished.

Director Zhang Linyou is an idiot who usually likes to pretend to be a big name, but he doesn't know that this time he is facing an impregnable wall.

Although Director Sun of the Second General Surgery Department knew nothing about Su Yun's past, nor did he know that Zheng Ren mobilized a master-level skill book.

But everything in the past, like a bell in the morning and a drum in the evening, gave him some kind of hint.

Director Sun was keenly aware that there was bound to be a good show today.

"How did you do it?" Zheng Ren lowered his head and closed his abdomen, the light of the shadowless lamp was a little dim, because a lamp was separated to illuminate the chest surgery field.

"The damaged lung and bronchial artery have been sutured, and other parts are being investigated." Su Yun said, "Boss, come over after work and take a look. Why do I feel that there is something wrong with the mediastinum?"

Zheng Ren responded.

The abdominal cavity was closed smoothly, and it took less than an hour from beginning to end.

"Doctor Zheng is really good." Dean Xiao nodded and said, "Old Director Pan, you are very capable of leading the team."

"It's Zheng Ren who has a high level. I have nothing to teach him." Old Director Pan said seriously.

At this time, the abdominal trauma was basically treated, but the chest operation was still in progress, and Director Pan was not in the mood to joke.

Several stab wounds on the abdominal wall began to slowly ooze blood.

Zheng Ren knew that this was a manifestation of the increase in blood volume of the patient with massive blood transfusion and fluid replacement.

Asking Yang Lei to sew the skin and close up a few knife wounds, Zheng Ren moved closer to Su Yun.

Zheng Ren is very unfamiliar with thoracic surgery. He only pulled the hook a few times with the teacher on stage during the internship.

So although he is already at the level of a master thoracic surgeon, Zheng Ren is still a little cautious.

The patient received one-lung ventilation, and the right lung tissue shrank into a pile like a dead balloon.

In the lower lobe of the right lung and the middle lobe of the right lung, two penetrating wounds can be seen.

The wound has been mended, and the chest cavity has been filled with warm salt water.

Chu Yanran turned on the one-lung ventilation, pressurized the lung tissue to inflate, and checked if there were any leaks that were repaired.

Repairing the lungs is the same as repairing the intestines, the technical content... that's it.

Even without Director Zhang, Su Yun can complete it alone. Zheng Ren has strong confidence in Su Yun.

If he can't do this job well, how can he still claim to be the rising star of the cardiothoracic surgery department in the imperial capital?

"Boss, how long is the gangster's knife?" Su Yun asked.

"About 30cm." Zheng Ren recalled the bright red and sharp patch on the snow, and replied.

"There is a small probability of injuring the mediastinum." Su Yun said immediately.

"Aspirator, wear a condom." Zheng Ren stretched out his hand, and the aspirator was slapped on his hand.

"It should be ok." Director Zhang looked at the flushing fluid, there was only a little bit of red, and no bubbles came out, and he felt that the operation had been completed. "The repair of the ruptured lung has been completed very well. It's time to close the chest."

"I still need to check." Su Yun checked.

"You do the surgery or I do the surgery!" Director Zhang said in a deep voice, "The longer the patient is under anesthesia, the less likely they are to recover after surgery."

"After the operation, I will go to the ICU for care." Su Yun said lightly, "Why don't you come, Director Zhang?"

It's really choking.

Director Zhang was furious.

But...you can't scold Su Yun on the operating table, right?

It's one thing to be scolded too much, even if you win, do you really have to go to the ICU to take care of postoperative patients?

He knew that Su Yun's level of intensive care medicine was very high, but he might not.

Director Zhang raised his head angrily, and looked at Dean Xiao.

Dean Xiao is also very strange. Who gave Su Yun the confidence to deny the statement of the specialist director during the operation?

Generally speaking, if you are not absolutely sure, you should close your chest at this time.

"Let them try." Old Director Pan made a final decision.

Angrily, Director Zhang patted the hemostatic forceps in his hand on the sterile sheet beside him, turned and left.

"You go there." Zheng Ren said.

Su Yun nodded, raised his arms and chest, walked around the operating table, and stood where Director Zhang had just stood.

"One-lung ventilation." Zheng Ren said.

Chu Yanran operated immediately, and the patient's right lung collapsed again.

Looking through the pleura, the two searched carefully. A few minutes later, they found a wound less than 1cm on the pleura on the side of the mediastinum.

The hole is very small, it seems that it is just a scratch, and there is no big problem.

If you don't pay attention, you can't see this hole.

Su Yun pondered, and Zheng Ren noticed that one of the diagnostics on the system panel at the top right of his field of vision was still flashing with red light—esophageal rupture.

It seems that the knife was relatively deep. After causing a penetrating injury to the lungs, it pierced the pleura of the mediastinum and scratched the esophagus after entering the mediastinum.

"Open it and have a look." Zheng Ren stretched out his hand and clapped the sharp knife in his hand.

Whether it was general surgery or thoracic surgery, Xie Yiren could accurately and gently pat the instruments in Zheng Ren's hands if needed.

this,

perhaps,

Just live.

There is no extravagance, no extravagance, no sweet talk, no enthusiasm.

As long as she reaches out, she knows what she wants.

Such a life is indeed very good.

Zheng Ren had no joy in his heart, and his attention was always on the patient.

The sharp knife followed the incision in the mediastinal pleura to open the mediastinal pleura.

Director Sun's eyes lit up, and he knew that the meat might be here.

Comrade Zheng Ren insisted on getting it, even dared to do thoracic surgery, and judging by the situation, he was full of confidence.

Are there really monsters in the world?

In the past, Director Sun didn't believe in surgery, but he was familiar with it. No matter how stupid you are, if you perform a hundred surgeries, no matter how stupid you are, you should be able to do it.

But ever since he met Zheng Ren, he believed that there were monsters in this world.

He was robbed of the emergency operation of general surgery, no matter whether it was the first department of general surgery or the second department of general surgery, he couldn't hold his head up in the hospital.

Director Sun has been used to being careful all his life, and he was overwhelmed by Director Liu before. Although he was aggrieved, it was not unbearable.

Today, it looks like it's the turn of the thoracic surgery department.

Director Sun's mouth under the sterile mask made an arc. He was very happy. He wanted to see how the always arrogant and domineering Director Zhang got slapped in the face.

As long as someone is with you, no matter how embarrassing it is, it seems that you can bear it.

You see, not only I can't do it, but even he can't do it, right? That kid is too evil, not me.

This is Director Sun's mentality now.

He has an obsessive confidence in Zheng Ren, and this confidence even exceeds that of Director Pan.

Perhaps this is another manifestation of Stockholm Syndrome.

Zheng Ren didn't know about Director Sun's inner drama. At this moment, he had already returned to the system space and started training for thoracic surgery.