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327 Stockholm syndrome

Rinse, close your abdomen.

Zheng Ren's technique is proficient. Although every step is straightforward, he feels so fast that he can't see clearly in the eyes of others, which is dazzling.

Director Sun also came with him. Although he had long known that Zheng Ren had performed better surgery than himself, Zheng Ren was obviously a little anxious today, and his hand was opened at full speed, so Director Sun was dumbfounded.

He had long since extinguished his thoughts of fighting with the two raptors, the old and young, the old. At this time, he saw Su Yun and Director Zhang undergoing thoracic surgery, and he was very interested in watching the fun.

Director Zhang Linyou, this idiot, usually likes to pretend to be big names, but he doesn't know that this time he is facing a solid wall.

Although Director Sun of the Second General Surgery Department knew nothing about Su Yun’s past, he did not know that Zheng Ren mobilized a master-level skill book.

But the past, like morning bells and evening drums, gave him some hints.

Director Sun keenly realized that there will inevitably be good shows today.

"Where did it?" Zheng Ren lowered his head and closed his abdomen. The light of the shadowless lamp was a little dim because a lamp was divided to illuminate the chest surgery field.

"The lung damage and bronchial artery have been sutured, and other parts are being explored." Su Yun said, "Boss, after finishing the work, come and take a look. Why do I feel that there is something wrong with the mediastinum?"

Zheng Ren responded.

The abdominal cavity was closed smoothly, less than an hour from beginning to end.

"Doctor Zheng's level is really good." Dean Xiao nodded and said, "Director Pan, you have a strong ability to lead the team."

"It's Zheng Ren's own high-level skills, I have nothing to teach him." Director Pan said seriously.

At this time, the abdominal trauma was basically treated, but the chest surgery was still in progress, and Director Pan was not in the mood to joke.

Several stab wounds on the abdominal wall began to slowly seep blood.

Zheng Ren knew that this was a manifestation that the patient's blood volume increased with a large amount of blood transfusion and fluid replenishment.

After letting Yang Lei sew the skin and sew several knife wounds, Zheng Ren leaned over to Su Yun.

Zheng Ren is very unfamiliar with thoracic surgery. He can only follow the teacher on stage and pull the hook a few times during the internship.

So although he is already at the master level of thoracic surgery, Zheng Ren is still a little cautious.

The patient has a single lung ventilation, and the right lung tissue condenses into a pile like a balloon without gas.

There are two marks of penetration in the lower lobe of the right lung and the middle lobe of the right lung.

The wound has been repaired and the chest cavity is filled with warm salt water.

Chu Yanran opened the single lung to ventilate, pressurized, and let the lung tissue swell to see if there was any repair and leaking air.

Repairing the lungs is the same as repairing the intestinal duct, and the technical content is... that's it.

Even without Director Zhang, Su Yun could do it alone. Zheng Ren had a strong sense of confidence in Su Yun.

If he can't do this little job well, he still has the face to be called the star of the future in the imperial capital's cardiothoracic surgery?

"Boss, how long is the gangster's knife?" Su Yun asked.

"About 30cm." Zheng Ren replied when recalling the bright red and sharp patch of snow.

"There is a small probability that the mediastinum will be damaged." Su Yun said immediately.

"Attractor, wear a condom." Zheng Ren reached out and the suctionor was patted on his hand.

"It should be OK." Director Zhang looked at the flushing fluid, only red spots and no bubbles appeared, and felt that the operation had been completed. "The lung rupture repair is done well, and it's time to close the chest."

"We need to check it out." Su Yun checked.

"Will you do the surgery or I do the surgery!" Director Zhang said in a deep voice: "The longer the patient's anesthesia period, the smaller the possibility of postoperative recovery."

"After the operation, I'm going to the ICU for care." Su Yun said lightly: "Or what, Director Zhang, are you here?"

It's so fucking.

Director Zhang was furious.

But... you can't scold Su Yun on the operating table.

Can you curse me so much? Even if you win, do you really have to go to the ICU to take care of the patient after surgery?

He knew that Su Yun had a very high level of critical care medicine, but he might not.

Director Zhang raised his head angrily and looked at Dean Xiao.

Dean Xiao was also very surprised. Who gave Su Yun a statement that the director of the junior college during the operation?

Generally speaking, if you are not sure, you should keep your chest closed at this time.

"Let them try." Director Pan made the final decision.

Director Zhang was angry and patted the hemostatic pliers in his hand on the sterile sheet beside him, and turned around and left.

"Go to that side." Zheng Ren said.

Su Yun nodded, raised his hands flat and his chest, walked around the operating table, and stood where Director Zhang had just stood.

"One lung ventilation." Zheng Ren said.

Chu Yanran then operated, and the patient's right lung became weak again.

After looking through the pleura, the two searched carefully. After a few minutes, they found a wound less than 1 cm on the pleura on the side of the mediastinum.

The hole is very small, it looks like it is just a scratch, and there is no big problem.

If you don't pay attention, you won't see this hole.

Su Yun pondered, and Zheng Ren noticed that in the diagnosis of the system panel in the upper right corner of the field of vision, there was a red light flashing - the esophagus was ruptured.

It seems that this knife is quite deep, causing the lungs to penetrate through, pierce the mediastinum pleura, and scratches the esophagus after entering the mediastinum.

"Open and take a look." Zheng Ren stretched out his hand and slapped his sharp knife in his hand.

Whether it is general surgery or thoracic surgery, Zheng Ren needs it and Xie Yiren can accurately pat the instrument gently in his hands.

this,

perhaps,

It's life.

There is no debauchery, no debauchery, no sweet words, no passion.

As soon as she stretched out her hand, she knew what she wanted.

This kind of life is indeed very good.

Zheng Ren was not happy in his heart, and his attention was always on the patient.

The sharp knife follows the wound at the mediastinal pleura and opens the mediastinal pleura.

Director Sun's eyes lit up, and he knew that the playful flesh might be here.

Zheng Ren, a young comrade, insisted on getting it. He dared to even deal with thoracic surgery. And judging from this situation, he was full of confidence.

Is there really a monster in the world?

In the past, Director Sun didn't believe it, but he was only good at surgery. No matter how stupid you are, if you put a hundred surgeries, no matter how stupid you are, you should know how to do it.

But since he met Zheng Ren, he believed that there were monsters in this world.

He was stolen from the general surgery emergency surgery department, and he couldn't raise his head in the hospital, whether it was the first or second general surgery department.

Director Sun has been used to being careful all his life, and was suppressed by Director Liu before. Although he was frustrated, he still couldn't bear it.

Today, it seems that it is the turn of thoracic surgery.

Director Sun's mouth under the sterile mask was grinning, and he was very happy. He wanted to see how Director Zhang, who was always arrogant and domineering, was slapped in the face.

As long as someone is with you, no matter how shameful it is, you seem to be able to tolerate it.

Look, not only I can't do it, but even him can't do it, right? Who is that kid is too evil, not me?

This is Director Sun’s mentality now.

He was fascinated by Zheng Ren, and his confidence was even greater than Director Pan.

Perhaps, this is another manifestation of Stockholm syndrome.
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