Chapter 1882 The Provincial Capital Is Advanced (Monthly Ticket 42000 Plus More × 84)
After signing, the anesthetist was satisfied.
Little stars flashed in his eyes, and he asked, "Boss Zheng, how do you do the surgery later?"
"Clean up the mediastinal abscess, block the esophagus with a membrane-covered stent..." Zheng Ren turned around and asked, "Xiao Feng."
"Hey, what's the matter, Mr. Zheng?" Feng Xuhui was like a summoned beast, always on call. When not calling, it becomes completely transparent, does not say a word, and does not even have the most basic sense of existence.
"Is there a coated anti-reflux stent?" Zheng Ren asked.
"Yes!" Feng Xuhui replied directly: "Changfeng doesn't have this kind of technology. I bought a set of Boco."
Zheng Ren nodded.
Su Yun patted Feng Xuhui's shoulder with a smile.
The anesthetist was dumbfounded.
Surgery requires surgery + interventional surgery, which is not surprising to anesthesiologists who always watch live broadcasts of surgery.
As a surgeon in the live broadcast room, it would be strange if there were no new techniques. Moreover, in the eyes of anesthesiologists, the operator in the live broadcast room is synonymous with omnipotence.
But the young man with a limp who followed him was too surprising.
The trolley case, which is half the height of a person, can be seen as an equipment dealer.
It is normal for a professor to go out for surgery, and the equipment dealer will follow him all the time.
But the manager of the appliance dealer, who waited on him like a maid all the way, had his own purpose—to sell consumables.
Boss Zheng's consumables dealer is good, and he should be the business manager of Changfeng MicroPort. Changfeng does not have a coated anti-reflux bracket, and they bought Poco's by themselves.
This kind of high-end stent is expensive and has little use, and the Affiliated Hospital of Medical University does not have it.
Not to sell consumables, but to protect Boss Zheng's surgery, what kind of spirit is this? The anesthesiologist didn't know how to describe it, he looked at Feng Xuhui stupidly.
Creatures like Feng Xuhui did not exist in the cognition of the anesthesiologist.
No wonder Boss Zheng is awesome, and the equipment dealers he followed all the way are different from others. The anesthesiologist sighed in his heart, whether he is awesome or not, this is the difference that can be seen casually.
Not to mention those who can undergo surgery, and not to mention the first-class anesthetist next to Boss Zheng, the surgeon in the live broadcast room. Just talking about the manager of the small consumables dealer behind the scenes is different from others.
"Boss, I'm going to disinfect." Su Yun said.
"Go."
Xia Hua has been listening, many things are beyond his prediction, so he moves a little slower.
Is this being despised?
He ran up quickly, said with an embarrassed smile: "Doctor Su, why bother you to disinfect, I'll do it, I'll do it."
"Oh, I don't think you are moving, I thought the rule here is that the practitioner should help you disinfect yourself." Su Yun teased lukewarmly.
Xia Hua has never met a person like Su Yun, and the anger he said rushed to his forehead with one sentence.
Excuse me?
nonexistent.
Xia Hua had no choice but to knock out his tooth and swallow it in his stomach, and he had no choice but to take the time to disinfect.
"Wear lead clothes on stage!" Su Yun reminded Xia Hua "friendly".
Uh... Do you want a joint operation?
Xia Hua felt that he was a puppet at all, and he lost control of the operation as soon as he met Boss Zheng.
why?
He didn't have time to think about it.
If things were delayed, and a few words were ruined by that bitter bitch, he would not be able to live.
Putting on the lead suit, Xia Hua felt that his whole body was completely unwell, and it was heavy, like a piece of armor.
Sanitize your hands and spread the sheets. The lead suit is really heavy, can you perform surgery while wearing it? Xia Hua expressed doubts.
Zheng Ren brushed his hands, put on his clothes, and stood directly on the operator's seat. When Xia Hua went to get dressed, Su Yun stood beside Zheng Ren.
Laparoscopic surgery is different from open surgery.
The first assistant stood next to the operator, mainly to find the direction of the lens of the laparoscopic lens. As for the whole operation, only two people are enough.
The third person stood opposite the operator, basically unable to see anything. When Xia Hua returned after brushing his hands, he saw the space occupied on the operating table and immediately cried.
Boss Zheng, you are too straightforward. The co-author asked me to undergo surgery just to set up a sign? What Dr. Xia Hua from the Affiliated Hospital of Medical University did was actually sticking around on the operating table.
Zheng Ren didn't pay attention to what Xia Hua thought, and started to operate after taking the stage.
He was concentrating on the approach and the surgical procedure. As soon as Zheng Ren stretched out his hand, the lancet did not appear in his hand.
Uh... Yi Ren didn't follow, Zheng Ren realized now.
"knife."
"Hemostat, electric burn, gauze." Su Yun continued.
With the patient lying on the right side, incisions were taken at the 7th and 4th intercostal spaces on the posterior axillary line, and the incisions were made layer by layer, followed by blunt dissection, and entered the thoracic cavity.
Into the thoracoscope.
Probing revealed severe adhesions in the thoracic cavity, dark brown turbid pus and pus moss in the thoracic cavity, and the pus moss was concentrated at the cardiophrenic angle of the left lower lung.
The adhesion is quite serious, Xia Hua knew it would be like this.
This is still a relatively short period of time. If there is a delay of 1-2 days, the camera will not see anything at all.
That's why Xia Hua thought that this kind of surgery was not suitable for laparoscopic surgery. After all, the adhesion was heavy and the laparoscopic field of view was limited.
After opening the chest, the hands go in and separate, as fast as you want.
This time, you must be an idiot, he thought to himself as he tilted his head and saw what was going on in the patient's chest.
"Boss Zheng, the adhesion is very heavy." The anesthesiologist chatted with Zheng Ren.
Zheng Ren hummed, but didn't care, asked for a suction device, and began to suck the thick juice.
The yellow-white thick juice was sucked away hissingly, and the situation inside the chest cavity began to be exposed.
It's just that the angle given by the speed of holding the camera is rather tricky, it's always moving, Xia Hua watched it for a few minutes, and didn't know what he was doing at all.
But Boss Zheng, who was the surgeon, didn't think there was anything wrong with what he did. After sucking the thick juice, he began to rinse the chest cavity with warm salt water.
"Boss, what you want is too rare." Su Yun said, "Let Xiaofeng know in advance next time. It would be embarrassing if you said it wasn't available."
"I don't know there are patients with spontaneous rupture of the esophagus who need surgery. It's just an unexpected situation. Xiao Feng is good, and the preparations are very complete." Zheng Ren stared at the opposite screen seriously.
After rinsing once, Zheng Ren began to use the disintegrating forceps to absorb the free pus moss and pus.
The pliers are used... Xia Hua didn't understand.
The lens of the laparoscopic lens shakes badly and always changes the angle, and his angle is not suitable. You can only see the operation area on the TV from a 30° angle.
A few minutes later, Xia Hua felt a little dizzy.
Do thoracoscopic surgeries in Imperial Capital all do this? It doesn't seem to be standardized at all.
"Remove pus moss and pus, about 900ml." Zheng Ren said suddenly.
Xia Hua was still in a state of dizziness, and couldn't hear what Zheng Ren said clearly.
"Doctor Xia, I heard a squeak." Su Yun said.
"Ah? What?" Xia Hua was stunned for a moment and asked.
"The provincial capital is advanced. Don't you need to write surgery records after surgery?" Su Yun said contemptuously.
Xia Hua burst into tears.