Chapter 671

In the narrow space, the air circulation is not good, and it is a bit suffocating.

Zheng Ren's movements were very steady in every step. The patient was in a semi-conscious state, and he didn't need to communicate. He only needed to take the corresponding anti-shock treatment.

Prepare sterile packs and interventional consumables.

The personnel who prepared consumables in the rear probably didn't know what Zheng Ren needed, nor could they ask him, so they brought him some tubes and medicines of all kinds.

Zheng Ren picked out the consumables he was going to use and brought them down. After getting ready, he suddenly felt the ground shake.

No way, Zheng Ren smiled and began to carry out simple and rough disinfection treatment for the small space.

Opening the outer layer of the sterile bag, Zheng Ren put on sterile gloves without brushing his hands.

In such a crude environment, there are no conditions, and only aseptic operation can be done as much as possible.

The ground was shaking more and more, and Zheng Ren seemed to hear the whistle of the ground under his feet.

But he didn't have the slightest idea of ​​running. Faced with this situation, Xiao Zhen didn't have to run, and Da Zhen couldn't run away.

Everything is left to fate.

It is true that the operation is completed as soon as possible and the continuous bleeding is stopped. The patient's retroperitoneal pressure is extremely high, and the small blood vessels continue to ooze blood, and there is no condition for blood transfusion for the time being.

Intervene to stop the bleeding, and then transfer the seriously wounded person to Rongcheng as soon as possible. Whether it is going to West China or the provincial hospital, as long as it can be handled properly, everything will be... It's too late for Zheng Ren to say that he can't say it well, what he's doing now is just a hope.

Like a light spot in the dark sky, that means hope.

Local disinfection, laying sterile towel, puncture.

Suddenly, Zheng Ren shook.

The whistling sound from the ground under their feet was getting louder and louder. It was obvious that the people outside had also sensed this. Su Yun and Zhao Yunlong began to shout loudly outside, asking Zheng Ren to come out first.

Zheng Ren ignored it, with the emergency flashlight in his mouth, and continued to operate by the light of the flashlight.

The intensity of the aftershocks can only be regarded as moderate, not comparable to the last time.

The feet are getting more and more swaying, but Zheng Ren's hands are extremely stable, and there is no trembling.

In less than thirty seconds, the microguide wire was delivered to the position.

Turning on the gastrointestinal machine, a very blurry image appeared in front of him. Zheng Ren's posture is very strange, his head is slightly lowered, so that the light of the flashlight in his mouth does not fall on the screen of the gastrointestinal machine. But the eyes are trying to pick upward, to see the blurred image.

Surgery alone, so lonely.

A person operating in the earthquake zone is very lonely.

A person operated in a collapsed building in the earthquake zone, and was alone to the core.

A person, braved the aftershocks, with a flashlight in his mouth, will continue to collapse when he has collapsed... and then he will continue to collapse, and he will be buried in the place for surgery. He is no longer alone.

This is a race against death.

A figure lay down outside and tried to get in, but was dragged by others and dragged away from the most dangerous place, lest this dangerous building collapse directly and bury everyone outside a certain range.

Zhao Yunlong can do it, Zheng Ren squinted and stared at the image, while carefully distinguishing the many branches of the internal iliac artery, he thought to himself.

That guy Su Yun came in to dry some wool? If the building collapses, will you die with yourself?

Bullshit.

If you can live, let's live one more person. It's so bloody, Zheng Ren doesn't like this kind of plot.

In the blurry picture, Zheng Ren distinguishes the branches of the arteries by feeling. It is an extremely difficult operation in itself. Even if the interventional doctor does it, it will take at least three to five hours.

But in Zheng Ren's hands, even if only the gastrointestinal machine was used, the operation became extremely simple.

It seems that it is no different from the double C-arm machine in the Haicheng emergency operating room. The effect of hundreds of thousands of equipment and tens of millions of equipment is the same.

The micro-guide wire goes all the way, superselection, injection, embolization, angiography, all in one go.

The ground was fluctuating, and the ground whistled constantly, as if countless ghosts and ghost soldiers were threatening and intimidating Zheng Ren.

But all this did not make his hands tremble, as if he was on the hybrid operating table in the Haicheng emergency operating room. Outside were Chu Yanran and Chu Yanzhi, watching the numbers on the monitor.

The Shay people sat in a corner and waited, or rushed in at any time for rescue, or the operation was successful, and came in to clean up the house.

That kind of life, thinking about it now, is really beautiful.

Zheng Ren tried his best to imagine this cramped space as the hybrid operating table he was most familiar with.

Well, yes, not alone in the fight.

This is not to comfort yourself. If you need it, even if it is dangerous, as long as you shout, there will definitely be a lot of PLA soldiers who don’t know them rushing in, even if the place will collapse in the next second.

Not alone, not at all.

The second, the third...

In the desperate situation, Zheng Ren burst out with unparalleled concentration.

The level of surgery was approaching the sky, but he didn't notice that in the system space, the already lush skill tree was going crazy, growing wildly and green.

The fluctuations of the earthquake were not noticed.

Inadvertently, Zheng Ren's movements coordinated with the fluctuation of the ground, as if he was playing a beautiful piece of music.

Even Jung-in forgot the danger and immersed himself in a wonderful rhythm.

fight with heaven,

fight with the ground,

Fight with injuries.

fighting,

never ending.

Before you know it, the aftershocks disappeared. The howling from the depths of the earth returned helplessly, as if the monster was tired, tired, and asleep.

Zheng Ren still didn't notice all this, he relaxed his whole body, sensed all the movements, and controlled the micro-guide wire to accomplish his purpose through the force of his wrist and fingers.

A total of six blood vessel branches were completed in 25 minutes.

When the final angiography showed that there was no longer a large area of ​​contrast agent exuding, Zheng Rencai took a deep breath and withdrew the micro-guide wire.

After the operation was completed, Zheng Ren also came out of that mysterious realm.

It's so strange... Zheng Ren realized at this time that it seems... it seems... that he has improved again?

At the level of Professors Gao Shaojie and Rudolf Wagner, it is difficult to progress, let alone one's own level.

But Zheng Ren did feel the progress. He didn't have time to check the system space. He didn't even have time to compress the bleeding after the micro-guide wire was pulled out.

Two young PLA soldiers immediately got in, using their shoulders, their heads, and all available parts to hold the stretcher until someone outside pulled the simple stretcher out.

Zheng Ren made a gesture for them to go out first, followed by himself.

But the young PLA soldiers didn't move. The two of them saluted at the same time and built a bridge for Zheng Ren to step on.

At the moment of seeing the salute, Zheng Ren was calm, but burst into tears.