Chapter 704: A Powerful Orthopaedic Doctor

"Next!" Zheng Ren shouted loudly after finishing an operation, pressing the button on the intercom on the operating table.

Every time the operation is completed, I shout loudly to relieve my dull look and tired body a little bit.

The airtight lead door opened, and Director Jiang walked in, with a sincere smile on his face.

"Doctor Zheng, there are no new patients." Director Jiang said happily.

"Are all patients with severe pelvic fractures done?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Yes!" Director Jiang raised his voice, looked straight at Zheng Ren, and answered very seriously, and then said, "Doctor Zheng, have a meal, take a break, take a break."

"It's okay. I said earlier, have the patients who needed amputation been sent?" Zheng Ren asked.

"..." Director Jiang really wanted to tell Zheng Ren that what you need now is not surgery, but a little sleep.

Next door, Dr. Zheng's assistant and Professor Mu perform operations alternately, and they can lie down for a while, which is normal in Director Jiang's view.

It is not normal for a person like Zheng Ren to have continuous operations without any time to rest.

People are not made of iron, so how long can you survive this surgery?

"Director Jiang, is there an orthopaedic doctor in the Dawai operating room? Find an orthopaedic doctor who is the chief surgeon, please. Also, give me a bottle of 10 candies." Zheng Ren took advantage of the process of communicating with Director Jiang Sit on the ground with your back against the wall, relax and take every minute to restore your energy.

"Ah?" Director Jiang didn't expect Zheng Ren to bring the topic to the orthopaedic doctor, and was stunned for a moment.

But he immediately realized the meaning of Zheng Ren's last sentence, which is to meet the hunger and thirst, and drink sugar water to replenish energy. He quickly opened a bottle of 10% glucose solution and handed it to Zheng Ren.

"It's best to be of a high level, otherwise I have to explain a lot, and I may not be able to understand." Zheng Ren sipped the sugar water, as if he would fall asleep in the next second, and said weakly.

Director Jiang found it difficult to hear his words clearly, for fear of missing a sentence, he hurried to Zheng Ren's side.

"Doctor Zheng, you need a strong orthopedic surgeon, do you want to explain things?" Director Jiang asked a very strange thing.

What he said was all messed up, Director Jiang was blaming himself in his heart.

"Well, that's probably what it means. You have to cooperate with the interventional department and know what the orthopaedic department does after thrombectomy. If there is no..." Zheng Ren was silent for a while. This kind of doctor can only come from a very powerful tertiary hospital. It is estimated that only three or five hospitals in Rongcheng have done it.

Often do, just one or two.

"Uh... let me ask, there are doctors from Huaxi in the operating room of Dawai, but they are also busy."

"It won't take too much time, don't worry." Zheng Ren said: "Then I'll take a moment and call me when you come back."

"Go to sleep on the sofa, it's cold here." Director Jiang was about to help Zheng Ren up when a slight snoring sounded in his ears.

The snoring was very light, if there was nothing, Zheng Ren had already fallen asleep unconsciously while he was talking.

Director Jiang looked at Zheng Ren's blue and purple face, his nose sour for no reason.

Quietly stood up, made a gesture, and asked the doctor and volunteer who transported the patient to be quiet, and then crept out of the operating room, closing the airtight lead door.

"Director, the surgery is over, let Dr. Zheng go to the duty room to sleep for a while," said a little doctor.

Director Jiang shook his head, glanced at the injured person who needed amputation who could not be transported for the time being, and walked out of the interventional catheterization room.

There is an orthopaedic surgeon from West China in the operating room of Dawai, Director Jiang knows.

They are all the duty officers and surgical staff who were pulled to the front line by a car in the West China headquarters for the first time.

It is not an exaggeration to say that these doctors are the backbone of emergency medical care in West China Hospital.

And in the operating room of Dawai, like Zheng Ren, they fought hard for several days and nights, and they were all exhausted.

Let's take a look, Dr. Zheng explained that if he doesn't do it, he can't justify it. Although, Director Jiang didn't know what Zheng Ren wanted to do.

Just thinking about it, Director Jiang stumbled.

Walking on flat ground, my left foot tripped over my right foot, and I almost didn't fall.

MD! Director Jiang cursed in his heart, and rubbed his face a few times with his hands to refresh himself.

If the surgery can't go on, and the errands can't be done any more, there's no reason for it.

When he came to the operating room of Dawai, Director Jiang saw that Xie Ning was holding a notebook and was exchanging something with a doctor wearing an isolation suit and a disposable blue sterile cap.

"Uncle Ning, you are here too." Director Jiang recognized the volunteer very much.

He didn't know what was going on in other places. Anyway, on the premise that this volunteer acted as the big housekeeper, everything was in order at Pengxi Township Hospital. Although it was hit by the flood peaks that the wounded merged together again and again, they never fell.

The surgery, the transport, the orderly.

"Director Jiang, why are you here?" Xie Ning turned his head, smiled, and asked gently.

No matter what time he saw a spring-like smile on his face, it made people feel warm.

"Uncle Ning, Dr. Zheng asked me to find a high-level orthopedic doctor to discuss the matter." Director Jiang said.

"What's the matter?" asked the doctor who was talking to Xie Ning.

"I guess I want to intervene in thrombectomy, and then the orthopaedic department will perform amputation." Director Jiang said.

"Huh?" The orthopaedic doctor was startled.

Amputation after interventional thrombectomy requires the cooperation of different departments. Orthopedic surgery is not very difficult, but the difficulty of interventional thrombectomy is quite large.

In Rongcheng, there are not many such operations, because the number of patients who have been crushed by heavy objects for a long time is so small that there is no need for thrombectomy.

It's just that this technique has come in handy in the current situation.

The doctor was curious and said, "It's just my turn to rest for an operation, so I'll go take a look."

Director Jiang would like to ask, how is your surgery level? But how do you ask such a question?

After thinking about it, Director Jiang quickly gave up the idea and nodded.

Xie Ning was also very interested. After completing some handover matters with the orthopaedic doctor, he followed behind the two and ran to the interventional operating room.

"This is Mr. Sun Zhenxing from the provincial hospital, and this is Director Jiang of the Interventional Department of the Township Hospital." Although he was an outsider, Xie Ning knew the situation of the hospital very well and introduced him.

Without false courtesy, the three of them strode.

"What did you do for the interventional surgery?" Mr. Sun asked as he walked.

"In the past two days, I have mainly done interventional embolization for severe pelvic fractures." Director Jiang replied.

Mr. Sun nodded. This is the biggest role of interventional surgery in this emergency.

For severe pelvic fractures and continuous bleeding, there is no way to solve it by surgical means, and only interventional surgery can solve this big problem.

"How many sets have you made?" Mr. Sun asked casually.

"One hundred and sixty-two patients have been sent, and they should all be completed." All kinds of data were in Xie Ning's heart, and he answered directly.

"..." Mr. Sun paused in his footsteps.