Chapter 190

"It's a brain hemorrhage!"

The diagnosis in black and white, plus the high-density shadow on the brain CT film that was obviously different from other brain tissues, made the woman react completely.

The doctor who rescued her just now was absolutely right.

Her father had vomited due to a sudden brain hemorrhage, which eventually led to sudden death due to suffocation.

If it weren't for his correct rescue, her father would have become a cold corpse by now. How could he have persisted until the neurosurgeon arrived and operated on her father.

"I'm sorry, I was too anxious just now."

The woman apologized to Xiao Chenguang.

"It's okay, go and get hospitalized quickly, clean up here, and you can go to the operation in a while."

Xiao Chenguang waved his hand indifferently.

The operation for brain hemorrhage is naturally done as soon as possible. After hearing this, the woman immediately signed the informed consent form for the operation, and then took her father's ID to go to the hospital to handle the procedures.

In the emergency room, because the patient needed emergency surgery, he was not pushed to the ward, but preoperative preparations were made on the spot.

Access establishment, preoperative drug use, indwelling gastric tube, gastrointestinal decompression, indwelling catheterization, emptying the bladder, etc.

Among them, the most critical and important step is shaving.

The nurse held the skin bag, bent over, wet the hair with foam water, stuck out her butt, and shaved the patient's dense hair with difficulty.

Due to the strict requirements of the operation and the sterile barrier, the scalp must be shaved to be qualified.

"It is too difficult to operate on a comatose patient."

Because the patient was limp all over, someone had to lift the hair behind the pillow before the operation could be performed.

Two nurses, one on each side, lifted the body, and the nurse in the middle, holding a razor similar to a manual razor, shaved the scalp little by little.

The hair was scattered all over the floor, and the uneven hair on the patient's scalp made people anxious.

"Not healed yet?"

The neurosurgeon held up the film and a marker in his hand, wanting to mark the patient for the operation.

This makes it convenient to find the precise bleeding point during the operation, so that the patient can get off the stage smoothly.

But the patient's hair was very hard and dense, and the shaving effect was still unsatisfactory despite the great effort.

There were even some places on the scalp, which had been slightly cut because of the heavy force.

The blood flowed slowly down the scalp, which made everyone more anxious.

"It's really hard to shave."

Several young nurses were so tired that they couldn't straighten their backs. Everyone was sweating, and even the edges of their swallowtail hats were soaked.

At this moment, they felt a little desperate. After all, it was not so difficult to rescue the patient just now. Now just shaving the head almost cost them half their lives.

"Let me do it."

Xiao Chenguang's voice sounded.

Originally, he had planned to leave. After all, there was not much time left before the end of the get off work, and he had to go to the personnel department to discuss the matter of asking for people.

Although it was urgent, the patient's condition was more urgent.

Xiao Chenguang knew that emergency departments rarely shave heads, and most of the time they went to the neurosurgery ward to shave.

The nurses there were all recognized barbers in the hospital.

The technique is skillful and the shaving skills are top-notch.

After a few swipes, a smooth and beautiful "boiled egg" is freshly baked.

Even if she doesn't work as a nurse in the future, she can open a barber shop to shave people's heads.

"Director Xiao, how can this be done? Your hands that perform surgery are not suitable for such rough work."

Seeing Xiao Chenguang was going to shave the patient's head, the emergency nurse's face immediately turned red.

This was not a shy red, but a shame.

"It's okay, no one has stipulated that preoperative skin preparation must be done by nurses."

Xiao Chenguang had also worked in neurosurgery for a period of time before.

Some of the doctors he knew even shaved their heads in person in pursuit of the ultimate surgery.

The surgery was indeed good and beautiful, like a work of art.

This kind of thing was very common later, and there was nothing strange about it.

Xiao Chenguang took apart the blade, but did not put it in the manual razor like them.

Instead, he clamped the blade with a needle holder and started shaving.

"Director Xiao, why are you shaving directly with a surgical blade? It's too easy to cut the patient's scalp."

The nurses were stunned by the unusual shaving method.

Even if they were careful, they would still scratch the scalp from time to time, and this was done with the front end protecting the skin.

But at this moment, Xiao Chenguang was holding a blade, the sharpest scalpel, and it was too bold to scrape the patient's scalp directly.

However, when the sound of the blade rubbing against the scalp sounded, everyone was shocked.

Large pieces of broken hair fell like snow, and the scalp originally covered by black hair gradually showed a pink and white color.

Shiny and neat, the scalp was not damaged at all, and there was no bleeding.

Everyone was shocked.

"Director Xiao, your hands are really steady."

When the blade fell on the root of the patient's hair, Xiao Chenguang's control of strength reached an unimaginable level.

The body was motionless, like a sculpture, and the arm controlled the tiny joints and muscle groups to scrape the patient's scalp quickly.

It even gave the nurses a sense of surprise as if they were using a cannon to kill a mosquito.

"Director Xiao, you are working in the general surgery department, which is really a bit..."

He did not dare to say that the neurosurgery department was a waste of talent.

But he really felt that Xiao Chenguang should develop in the field of precision surgery, especially after seeing Xiao Chenguang's operation, this feeling in his heart became stronger.

"Nothing, mainly because I'm not used to using a razor, and the blade is too easy to break." Xiao Chenguang said lightly.

After all, the skin preparation kit issued by the hospital is quite useful for skin preparation for abdominal and chest surgeries with sparse hair.

Even for urological surgery, it can still be barely used.

But the skin preparation in neurosurgery is relatively insufficient. It is common to use several razors for one skin preparation.

So Xiao Chenguang will directly choose a surgical blade to shave.

Convenient and easy.

Hearing Xiao Chenguang's words, the neurosurgeon smiled bitterly.

It was a simple thing for Xiao Chenguang, but for them, they didn't dare to do it at all.

It seems that only Xiao Chenguang can shave the patient's head with a surgical blade.

"Director Xiao, I'll help you."

After a while, Xiao Chenguang had shaved the hair on the back of the patient's head.

Due to the position problem, Xiao Chenguang's operation slowed down. The neurosurgeon who reacted dared not let Xiao Chenguang continue to work alone.

He hurriedly assisted on the side, and the speed was increased again.

The closer they got, the more surprised the neurosurgeon was.

The blade that Xiao Chenguang was holding was changing its angle at all times, either slanting or standing upright, and it was quickly removing hair along the root direction.

"Okay, get ready for surgery."

Xiao Chenguang took a damp gauze and gently wiped the patient's head, and a snow-white, shiny standard surgical scalp appeared in front of everyone.