Chapter 1601 The Operator, Death

Unlike normal tumor tissue, what we have seen before is a part of the body. Although it is abnormal hyperplasia and has pathological changes, it is still a part of the body.

But the big watermelon in front of me seems to have its own independent circulatory system.

Venous blood enters the heart, flows through the right atrium, enters the right ventricle, and then enters the pulmonary artery, where it participates in oxygen exchange.

The oxygen-exchanged blood enters the left atrium from the pulmonary veins, into the left ventricle, and into the ascending aorta.

This is the way the normal heart blood circulates.

The reason why Zheng Ren thought of this was because the beating of the big watermelon was not consistent with the beating of the heart, and it was much faster.

If it is a living creature, this thing should preferably be in the left ventricle, so that it receives arterial blood, and the "nutrition" is more adequate.

But it is in the right atrium, which absorbs venous blood.

Could it be that this is an anaerobic organism that does not like oxygen?

I don't know if it's because of the long-term blood soaking, or it's just like this, the color of the big watermelon is dark red, and the feeling of being tired.

Zheng Ren gently put his finger on the big watermelon to determine the time for the test subject's heart to beat once, and it should beat 4-5 times.

It's a weird thing, and I don't know if the big pig's hoof can perfectly simulate this guy.

According to the habit of performing surgery in the past, it must be blunt dissection first, and it will be excised from the right atrium with the least damage, and then the incision will be seen after the operation is over.

The smallest hemostatic forceps were placed in the fingers, and Zheng Ren put on the microscope and began to free the tissue at the edge.

Dividing, pulling, lifting, pinching, the stem of the entire big watermelon was freed by Zheng Ren. With the right atrial wall and the intima of the inferior vena cava lateral wall, they were freed and excised together.

This is the principle of complete tumor resection, with normal tissue always surrounding it. Otherwise, as long as there is a trace of tumor cells, recurrence is inevitable.

In Zheng Ren's view, this thing is completely tumor tissue, even more "malignant" than tumor tissue!

The tumor body and the right atrial wall attached to the tumor body and part of the inferior vena cava lateral wall were completely removed, and the inferior vena cava cannula was replaced immediately, and the operative field was clear after tightening the control belt.

Zheng Ren then used autologous pericardial film and inferior vena cava repair. Two pieces of the pericardium were cut, like a tailor, and the right atrium and inferior vena cava were sewn together.

What's more, the surgical box provided by Dr. Charles is complete with all kinds of equipment, and it can solve this problem without the smallest needle.

Continuous suture, no active bleeding, Zheng Ren let out a breath.

The surgery is over here.

As for suturing or something, that's the job of the assistant, and it has nothing to do with me as an artist.

The entire operation is much simpler than that of tricuspid valve tumors, and Zheng Ren completed it in one go.

He didn't care about the chest of the test body, but came to the side, held the "big watermelon" in his hand, and observed it carefully.

Because there was no blood supply, the two straws moved significantly slower.

Zheng Ren felt that it was really wise, as if the "big watermelon" was communicating with himself through sterile gloves.

Unfortunately, I don't understand it myself.

That frequency is not Morse code, nor is it any other cryptographic system that Zheng Ren knows.

Let's cut it open and take a look. Zheng Ren held the "big watermelon" in his left hand and a knife in his right, and cut it with one stroke.

At the moment of incision, everything in front of Zheng Ren turned bright red, and then a system prompt appeared - the operation failed and the surgeon died.

The system operating room disappeared, and Zheng Ren stood alone in the system space, facing the ridicule of the little white fox on the other side of the pond alone.

What the hell is going on here?

Zheng Ren was dumbfounded.

If the operation fails, it will fail. Why is there a prompt of the death of the surgeon all of a sudden?

Time passed quickly, and the first thing Zheng Ren did after recovering was to continue to buy surgery training time.

As the system operating room rose from the ground, he walked straight in.

This time, the little beast in Zheng Ren's heart roared.

He knew that his guess was right. The space-occupying lesions in the right atrium of Chunuangsai are not myxomas at all, but worm eggs!

I just cut open the eggs, and the worms inside ran out and killed myself.

What an alien!

The sudden change of painting style made Zheng Ren a little uncomfortable.

The reason why he maintains a respectful attitude towards some strange and chaotic things is because Zheng Ren feels that these can be explained by science.

If you can't explain it, then the tech tree isn't that far.

It is difficult to use one technology tree to explain the technology of another technology tree without reaching the peak.

Therefore, Zheng Ren was in awe, but kept away.

This is not your own world, nor is it your own technology tree.

However, when you come to Nanyang, you inevitably come into contact with these weird things.

Zheng Ren glanced at the surrounding environment and determined that it was the system space, not the outside.

This time he didn't do cardiopulmonary bypass and started the autopsy directly.

Open the heart, Zheng Ren carefully stabbed a small hole with a lancet, and then inserted the oval forceps into it.

Test subject, dead.

Zheng Ren used the oval forceps to clamp around, and finally made sure that it was all right, and then dissected the right atrium of the test body.

There was a lot of bleeding inside, and a thin thread of worm was pinched and mixed with other messy tissues.

This time Zheng Ren was fine, the system did not prompt the operator to die, but the operation failed.

Zheng Ren was sure that it must be the problem of this little bug that caused the strange reminder of the death of the practitioner.

He stabilized his mind and performed another operation, but this time he honestly only performed the operation and did not touch the "big watermelon".

The surgical completion was 95%.

For an extremely complicated operation, Zheng Ren performed it by himself, and the system can give such a high evaluation, which is already good.

Back in reality, Zheng Ren heard the sound of a flat cart coming from the corridor.

The quality of the flat car is good, better than that of Haicheng and 912. The ground is also flat and the sound is very low.

Although it is called a national hospital, it is an out-and-out private hospital. All kinds of equipment are prepared for the rich, regardless of the cost.

To be honest, Zheng Ren was a little envious.

"Su Yun, Lao He, you prepare first, and I will explain the matter to the patient's family." Zheng Ren said.

"Hey, why are you sneaking again?" Su Yun was obviously dissatisfied with Zheng Ren's actions, and nagged.

Zheng Ren looked at Xie Yi very cautiously and forced a smile. Fortunately, in the operating room, wearing a sterile mask, I couldn't see how reluctant the smiling face was.

Xie Yiren smiled back, and Zheng Ren felt that the current world was very warm.

After walking out of the operating room, Zheng Ren saw Chu Nuang Sai half sitting on the flat car, and a dozen doctors and nurses around him pushed him over.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Chunuangsai, I have something to tell you." Zheng Ren stood in front of the flat car, blocking the way.