Chapter 65 I Was Wrong

Cen Meng was very anxious, holding the phone in his hand, constantly looking at the time.

Ever since his uncle was pushed into the operating room, he kept making up images of the operation going on.

Based on what he knew about Zheng Ren... Of course, it was from the recent period of time. The incision and drainage of acute obstructive suppurative cholangitis should be controlled within one hour.

It's not too difficult after all.

Time passed by, and at fifty minutes, he started to send WeChat to his second aunt.

After getting the news that his uncle hadn't come out yet, Cen Meng couldn't sit still.

Did the surgery go wrong? Could it be that Zheng Ren knew that it was his uncle and deliberately delayed the operation time?

Cen Meng's heart sank.

Director Liu is rather dark. Once, after drinking too much at the wine table, he talked to Cen Meng about a lot of things inside and outside the circle.

Maybe Director Liu is too dark, maybe he has done too many unfortunate things, and he is always worried about ghosts, so he is more extreme when looking at problems. This matter became a knot in his heart, and he was always worried that one day he would make the same mistake again.

I didn't seem to have gotten to this point with Zheng Ren before, Cen Meng recalled, the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, his fingers trembled uncontrollably.

Cen Meng started to get angry.

But he quickly slumped, and when he recalled the suppression of Zheng Ren during this period, his heart was icy cold. That fake earthquake...Leaving Zheng Ren behind...the suppression after the event, and expulsion...what's the difference between killing his father and taking his wife?

Is this kind of thing going to happen to you?

Some regrets, it is better to invite Director Sun of the Second Department of General Surgery to perform the operation.

After another five minutes, Cen Meng reconfirmed that the operation was not over, and immediately called his classmates. If you don't go by yourself, the anesthesiologist will go to see the scene, which is always right.

Cen Meng still had a trace of reason, and did not make a decision that he would regret for the rest of his life.

One hour and eight minutes, Cen Meng's classmates entered the emergency operating room.

Soon, he received a shocking photo.

Countless white silk-like parasites were placed in the curved plate, twisting slightly, extremely fresh and hot. Add some chopped green onion, and it's a dish after cooking.

It turned out to be a rare parasitic obstructive jaundice? !

But with so many parasites, how did Zheng Ren come out alive?

Cen Meng's level is similar to that of ordinary doctors in Xinglin Garden, or even slightly inferior.

Watching the live broadcast in Xinglinyuan, more than 1,000 people discussed the question that only approached the truth for half an hour. How could Cen Meng get the answer.

"Cen Meng, it's a wise choice for you to ask Mr. Zheng for surgery." WeChat sent by Cen Meng's classmates.

This kind of praise, if not for a plate of white silky parasites as the background, Cen Meng would definitely have raised his blood pressure and became furious.

But the plate parasite silently told Cen Meng that his classmate was right that Cen Meng himself did not know how to perform such an operation.

The phone rang suddenly, Cen Meng picked it up, and a hurried voice said with a bit of a weeping voice: "Mengzi, how is your uncle? Your child is really a wolf cub, why are you so unfamiliar, your uncle treats you How good, I don't even go to see the surgery."

"Second aunt, there are special circumstances, and the surgery is estimated to be later." Cen Meng suppressed the grievances in his heart, soothing the second aunt's already out of control emotions.

"What special circumstances!" Cen Meng's second aunt's voice became sharp, which startled him.

"My uncle has eaten too much Japanese food, and there are parasites in his gallbladder. Dr. Zheng is taking them one by one. It will take a long time. Don't worry, second aunt." After Cen Meng finished speaking, he hung up the phone, and then Click on WeChat and send the photo that is enough to make the patient with intensive phobia comatose to the second aunt.

There are a lot of parasites, and it is estimated that it will take at least three hours to take them out.

Cen Meng was a little confused, and came to the rooftop in a trance, blowing the cold wind.

The wind was strong and it was cold, but it couldn't blow out the fire in his heart.

Gotta get stronger! Must not be driven back to farm! This is the obsession deep in Cen Meng's heart.

But the worry and anger just now have turned into alertness, and in the future, people can't be too eager for quick success. Otherwise... Cen Meng suddenly shivered, and the wind on the rooftop was a little strong.

Suddenly, the phone rang again. He glanced at his phone, and the operation took 1 hour and 41 minutes. The phone number belongs to the second aunt. She is in a hurry.

Cen Meng sighed and answered the phone.

"Mengzi, your uncle has come out, come and help carry it." The second aunt's words were filled with infinite joy. It seemed that she had woken up very well after the operation and was able to talk.

Cen Meng was stunned.

1 hour and 41 minutes, is it that fast?

Why so fast?

If it was "simple" obstructive cholangitis, Cen Meng felt that he could end it in about an hour and a half.

But this does not include anesthesia time and anesthesia awake time.

If you add all of them, you won't be able to stop for two and a half hours.

But... it's only 1 hour and 41 minutes, and the common bile duct and common hepatic duct have also been removed... Is this a brand new surgery?

So fast, a brand-new technique, who the hell is Zheng Ren? Before he knew it, he had already dropped himself into the sky?

Cen Meng was a little lost, immersed in shock and puzzlement. The phone was left on, and the second aunt was allowed to speak inside.

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In the live broadcast room of Xinglinyuan, the live broadcast of the surgery has ended.

It took 1 hour and 5 minutes to pick up the worms, and there were 296 parasites in total.

Most doctors have various kinds of obsessive-compulsive disorder, and their hearts are also more careful. Counting bugs is something...someone does it silently.

The operation after the worm removal is back to Earth again, back to the state that everyone knows.

Take out, rinse, and enter the duodenum for exploration. If there is no omission, a 22# T-tube is indwelled, the abdominal cavity is rinsed, and the abdomen is closed.

Everything went smoothly, everything was so "simple".

Until the end of the operation, there are still accounts that keep logging in and entering the live broadcast room. At the end of the live broadcast, the barrage finally swiped in the live broadcast room unscrupulously.

Another surge in traffic has shocked the staff of the Xinglinyuan website.

Fortunately, the operation ended early. Looking at the final peak value, the number of people watching the live broadcast online was 10,020. The staff expressed their happiness.

The last madness, no one discussed the new spell, because I couldn't understand it. Everyone posted a barrage aimlessly, just simply expressing their inner respect and worship for the practitioner.

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Faced with the skyrocketing traffic on Xinglinyuan's website again, Peng Jia began to notice the nameless account. He had hesitated to check it before, but he held back.

If it is a big guy who does something through this means, he knows more, but it is not good.

But in the face of the data form handed over by the technician, he pondered for a while, and said, "Check where it is."

The technician sent an email two hours and fourteen minutes later, and the network signal passed through countless springboards, but the source was still found—Montreal Medical Center in Canada, one of the top five medical centers in the world for medical technology.

But it is very strange. After tracking the signal, the other party seems to be very disgusted. The return is a powerful virus, and the website is now in a semi-paralyzed state.

There's one last sentence on that side - don't reply, don't reply, don't reply.

Uh...Peng Jia was stunned.

Do medical practitioners still play with viruses?

What a hell.

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