After signing the letter, the anesthesiologist was satisfied.

His eyes were flashing with little stars and he asked, "Boss Zheng, how to do the surgery later?"

"Cleaning mediastinal abscess, sealing the esophageal membrane stent..." Zheng Ren turned around and asked, "Xiao Feng."

"Hey, what's wrong with Mr. Zheng?" Feng Xuhui was like a summoning beast, and was on call. When he didn't call, he became completely transparent, without saying a word, and he didn't even have the minimum sense of existence.

"Is there a coating anti-reflux stent?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Yes!" Feng Xuhui replied directly, "Changfeng doesn't have this kind of technology, I bought a set of Poke."

Zheng Ren nodded.

Su Yun patted Feng Xuhui on the shoulder with a smile.

The anesthesiologist was stunned when he heard this.

The surgery requires surgical + interventional surgery, which is not surprising to anesthesiologists who always watch the live broadcast of the surgery.

As a surgeon in the live broadcast room, it would be strange if there is no new surgery. Moreover, in the eyes of anesthesiologists, the surgeon in the live broadcast room is synonymous with everything.

But the young man he followed was so amazing.

The trolley box, which was half a person tall, could tell at a glance that it was a machine vendor.

It is normal for the professor to go out for surgery and there are equipment vendors who follow him all the time.

But the manager of the equipment dealer served him like a little maid, and he always had his own purpose to sell consumables.

The consumables brought by Boss Zheng is very good. He should be Changfeng’s minimally invasive business manager. Changfeng has no coating anti-reflux bracket, so he bought Poke’s own.

This high-end stent is expensive and has few uses, and it is not even available at the Affiliated Hospital of Medical University.

Not to sell consumables, just to ensure that Boss Zheng has an operation. What kind of mentality is this? The anesthesiologist didn't know how to describe it, and he looked at Feng Xuhui stupidly.

A creature like Feng Xuhui does not exist in the cognition of anesthesiologists at all.

No wonder Boss Zheng is awesome. The equipment dealers he follows are different from others. The anesthesiologist sighs in his heart, whether they are awesome or not, this is something that can be seen at random.

Not to mention those who can undergo surgery, nor to mention the first-class and awesome anesthesiologist next to Boss Zheng, a live broadcast room operator. Just talking about the small consumables dealer manager behind the scenes is different from others.

"Boss, I'm going to disinfect it." Su Yun said.

"Go."

Xia Hua kept listening, many things exceeded his predictions, so he acted a little slower.

Is this being disliked?

He ran away quickly and smiled embarrassedly and said, "Doctor Su, why should I trouble you to disinfect it? I'll do it, I'll do it."

"Oh, I see you don't move, and I thought the rules here are the craftsmen, and I help disinfect them by myself." Su Yun mocked him lukewarmly.

Xia Hua never met someone like Su Yun. He rushed to his forehead with a word.

Confrontation?

It does not exist.

Xia Hua had no choice but to abort his teeth and swallow it in his stomach, and he had no choice but to hurry up and disinfect.

"Wear lead clothes on stage!" Su Yun reminded Xia Hua in a friendly manner.

Uh...Is there a joint surgery?

Xia Hua felt that he was just a puppet, 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 are delayed and the sarcastic sissy is hurt by a few words, they will still be alive.

Putting on the lead clothes, Xia Hua felt that he was completely in a bad state, heavy, like a piece of armor.

Brush your hands to disinfect and lay the orders. The lead clothes are so heavy. Can you perform surgery when wearing this thing? Xia Hua expressed doubts.

Zheng Ren brushed his hands and put on his clothes, and stood directly at the position of the craftsman. Su Yun stood beside Zheng Ren when Xia Hua went to put on his clothes.

Laparoscopic surgery is different from surgery.

Ichisuke stood by the operator, mainly to find the right direction for the laparoscopic lens. As for the whole operation, only two people are enough.

The third person stood opposite the surgeon and could not see anything. When Xia Hua came back from brushing his hands, he cried when he saw the place on the operating table.

Boss Zheng, you are too direct. I asked me to undergo surgery just to set up a sign? Dr. Xia Hua from the Affiliated Hospital of the Medical University was actually just sticking on the operating table.

Zheng Ren ignored Xia Hua's thoughts, and after he came on stage, he started to operate.

He was thinking about the approach and the surgery process. When Zheng Ren stretched out his hand, the Lancet did not appear in his hand.

Uh... Yiren didn't follow him, and then Zheng Ren realized it.

"knife."

"Hemostatic forceps, electric burning, gauze." Su Yun continued.

The patient was lying on the right side, and took the 7th intercostal and 4th intercostal incisions on the posterior axillary line, and cut them layer by layer, separated bluntly, and entered the thoracic cavity.

Insert thoracoscopy.

The investigation showed severe adhesions in the chest cavity, dark brown and turbid pus and pus moss in the chest cavity, and the pus moss was the angular corner of the lower left lung heart and diaphragm.

The adhesion was quite serious, Xia Hua knew it would be like this.

This is a relatively short time. If it is delayed by 1-2 days, the camera will not be able to see anything when it comes in.

Therefore, Xia Hua had previously thought that this kind of surgery was not suitable for laparoscopy. After all, the adhesion is very heavy and the laparoscopy field is limited.

After opening your chest, you can go in and separate your hands, as fast as possible.

This time he was stupid. He turned his head and thought to himself when he saw the situation in the patient's chest.

"Boss Zheng, the adhesion is very heavy." The anesthesiologist chatted with Zheng Ren.

Zheng Ren nodded, but didn't care. He asked for the suction device and began to absorb the thick juice.

The yellow and white juice was sucked away and began to expose the situation in the chest cavity.

But the speed of the camera is quite tricky and always moves. Xia Hua looked at it for a few minutes and didn't know what he was doing.

But as a savant, Boss Zheng did not think that there was anything wrong with him doing this. After sucking the thick juice, he began to rinse his chest with warm salt water.

"Boss, what you want is too tricky." Su Yun said, "I'll let Xiao Feng know in advance next time. If you don't have this, it would be embarrassing."

"I don't know that there are patients with spontaneous esophageal rupture that require surgery, but they are encountering an emergency. Xiao Feng is good and has a complete preparation." Zheng Ren stared at the screen opposite and was watching seriously.

After rinsing it, Zheng Ren began to use decomposition forceps to free the pus and pus.

Used for pliers... Xia Hua didn't understand.

The laparoscopic lens is shaking very well and always changes angles. Its angle is not suitable. You can only see the operating area situation in the TV from a 30° angle.

A few minutes later, Xia Hua felt a little dizzy in his words.

Is this the case for thoracoscopy in the imperial capital? It seems that it is not standardized at all.

"Removing pus moss and pus, about 900l." Zheng Ren suddenly said.

Xia Hua was still in a dizzy state and didn't hear clearly what Zheng Ren said.

"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, and there is no need to write surgical records after the operation?" Su Yun said contemptuously.
Chapter completed!