Chapter 2138 How Good It Would Be if It Were a Little Transparent

Under the beating of Boss Zheng's hemostatic forceps, Zhao Wenhua completed the operation.

After the operation, Boss Zheng tore off the sterile gown, turned around and left with Lin Yuan.

Zhao Wenhua stood quietly on the operating table, not thinking about how to explain to the patient's family about bleeding after radiofrequency ablation.

As long as the trouble is solved, nothing else matters. Even if the patient's family is unhappy, the patient suffers and spends money, there is nothing to do.

There is no complete assurance before the operation, and no one will promise that it will be smooth. As long as the person can recover, most of the family members of the patients are reasonable and understandable.

At least now there are no more professional doctors making troubles, and most people still have kind thoughts in their hearts, so this is not a problem.

The light of the shadowless lamp was a bit dazzling, Zhao Wenhua looked at the opposite screen, recalling the whole process of the operation in his mind.

He stood in front of the operating table like a sculpture, starting from the first time Boss Zheng waved the hemostatic forceps, detailing the details of the operation bit by bit.

Interventional surgery is a new discipline, and many operations are developed by doctors themselves, and they have not been honed.

Even in the live broadcast of the operation in Xinglinyuan at the beginning, Wu Haishi and Mr. Wu were able to judge some details of the surgeon through the cross operation of the left and right hands.

Zhao Wenhua can be regarded as a leader in interventional surgery, but today he put himself on the anvil and let Boss Zheng beat him, only then did he know how big the gap between his surgery and Boss Zheng's was.

Good and bad are to be compared.

Without comparison, there is no harm. The damage brought to Zhao Wenhua by this operation is not only a combo, but also a critical strike.

Even many operational concepts were overturned by Boss Zheng without mercy.

As for some details, Zhao Wenhua felt that he understood at that time. Looking back at this time, the more I think about it, the more I feel the taste, the more I think about it, the more reasonable I feel.

The radial styloid process of the right hand is still painful until now, but there is no stabbing pain or movement disorder. The pain made Zhao Wenhua more awake.

He had a lot of inner dramas, and even judged the details of the operation from the angle and strength at which Boss Zheng hit his radial styloid process with the hemostatic forceps.

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"Boss Zheng, why are there so many flaws in Professor Zhao's operation?"

After changing their clothes, the two of them were on their way back to the Intervention Department, Lin Yuan asked.

"His surgical skills are quite good. If you hit him once, if you have the heart, he will be able to experience a lot in the next surgery." Zheng Ren said casually.

"a lot of?"

"Well, including the details of the operation, and..."

"And what?"

"The gap between him and me." Zheng Ren said lightly.

Lin Yuan savored Boss Zheng's words carefully. And, it's true.

Although Zhao Wenhua was beaten like an old dog by Boss Zheng on the operating table, Lin Yuan knew in his heart that Boss Zheng's level was too high, and it shouldn't be that the 912 professor who led the team was too weak.

Some of Zhao Wenhua's mistakes are also made by himself. But the specific and detailed things, I can't realize it for the time being.

But she is not in a hurry, she is still young and has a lot of time to study, experience and improve.

Zheng Ren took out his cell phone and made a call.

"where?"

"Uh... is it serious?"

"I gonna go see."

"Well, I have nothing to do here, and I may have dinner with the British medical team tonight."

After saying a few more words, Zheng Ren hung up the phone.

"Brother Yun?" Lin Yuan asked, "What's wrong?"

"A few days ago, I did heart compressions, and the muscles of the right forearm were strained. Lao Fan rubbed him with medicine and wine." Zheng Ren said.

Lin Yuan was stunned.

During the liver transplantation, when the patient was rescued from cardiac arrest, Lin Yuan didn't feel that anything important happened.

For her, Brother Yun's rescue was standard and did not affect Boss Zheng's operation. It's awesome, but that's all.

At this time, she realized how much pressure the body has to bear after a few minutes of movement and 100-120 compressions per minute.

No wonder Brother Yun refused his request and let him do the compressions. This man, he doesn't speak nice words well, no wonder Sister Yue always despises him.

"Is it serious?" Lin Yuan asked worriedly.

"It should be heavier, but with Lao Fan here, there won't be any sequelae." Zheng Ren thought about the color and diagnosis of Su Yun's system panel, then stopped and said, "It's better to go to the ICU to have a look first."

"Uh-huh."

An operation requires a huge price. If the patient cannot be saved, he will feel aggrieved.

Lin Yuan wagged his ponytail and followed Boss Zheng to check the ward.

After the liver transplantation, Chen Li's condition has improved, his body temperature has dropped, and his blood coagulation function has begun to recover.

After observing for ten minutes, Zheng Ren left the ICU.

912's intensive medical care was quite high, and Zheng Ren had nothing else to say.

Seeing that Chen Lizai was getting better gradually, and there were no major complications after the liver transplantation, and the color of the system panel changed from white to red, Boss Zheng felt at ease.

Just the thought of having to eat tonight gave Zheng Ren a headache.

The good mood that the operation was successful was running out, and as I walked, I began to feel depressed.

"Boss Zheng, the patient is recovering well, are you still not satisfied?" Lin Yuan felt the change in Boss Zheng's mood, but she didn't understand why there was such a change, and asked in surprise.

"Very satisfied." Zheng Ren replied boringly. After thinking about it, he didn't go to the interventional department, but said: "I'll go to the emergency department for a walk, and you can go back and write the medical records yourself."

"I'll go take a look with you." Lin Yuan volunteered, "I'll write the medical records at night. If you go to accompany the British experts, I won't go and stay to write the medical records."

It's great to stay and write the medical records. Zheng Ren thought and sighed.

Lin Yuan could use this reason, but he couldn't. Zheng Ren had a clue in his heart. If he wanted to say this, Dean Yan would probably have a heart attack from anger.

It's better to be transparent, Zheng Ren thought to himself, a little envious of Lin Yuan.

He didn't push Lin Yuan away either, he just followed if he wanted to, it didn't matter.

When they came to the emergency department, there was a commotion in the corridor, and a burst of noise came towards him like waves, which Zheng Ren felt very familiar with.

Zhou Litao flew up in a hurry, but he was surrounded by several family members, and he was very embarrassed.

Zheng Ren's pace unknowingly quickened, and he walked over.

"Doctor, we don't need to be hospitalized. We have no money at all. Hospitalization means death. We can just take it back." A middle-aged man said carelessly.

Zhou Litao is not willing, he explained: "When the patient was admitted to the hospital, I felt that the heart rate was fine. It doesn't seem to be hopeless. Go for an examination. If the injury is mild, you can stay for a few days."

"It doesn't cost money to do the inspection." The middle-aged man said contemptuously, "We don't have any money anyway, and the party responsible for the accident will give some money, and we will take the person back and burn him when he dies. I will definitely not trouble you."