Zheng Ren's surgery was not fast, but it was not slow either.

Lao He looked at Boss Zheng's technique attentively and sighed in his heart, "It's really awesome." Although Boss Zheng has proved it countless times that he is awesome, he seems to have no limit at all.

Autologous liver transplantation can be done, and even the intestines of this tender tofu are handled so well.

What else is there to say?

"Old He, go change the music." Professor Feng said, "I had surgery all night and heard the good luck all night, and I was disgusting."

"Let's just listen." Old He didn't even raise his eyelids, "Boss Zheng kissed the song, and he just changed it?"

Feng Jianguo was speechless.

Boss Zheng... He didn't seem to listen at all and was concentrating on the operation. Only when he was a troll, he needed music to relieve his fatigue.

"Old Feng, you should take good care of the operation and learn more from Boss Zheng." Old He said with a smile, "If Boss Zheng comes to anesthesia, I will be a young doctor and study in a strict manner. Look at your attitude."

Feng Jianguo was amused and crying. He had any problems with his attitude? Isn’t he respecting Boss Zheng enough? Call him for help as soon as possible.

How can Boss Zheng anesthetize? They are not...

Suddenly, Professor Feng remembered the incident in the anesthesiology department that rescued a patient with malignant hyperthermia not long ago.

Boss Zheng happened to go and checked it out and directed the rescue on the spot. Even Director Xu of the Anesthesiology Department squatted on the ground and looked at the urine bag.

d, what kind of aura is this?!

Not to mention whether it will be possible or not, Feng Jianguo is sure that even though he was present at the time and was familiar with the diagnosis and treatment of malignant high fever, he did not dare to yell at Director Xu squatted on the ground to observe the amount of urine.

Do you say that Boss Zheng will not have anesthesia?

joke!

If Boss Zheng had not learned anesthesia, how could he be so familiar with the most difficult malignant high fever in anesthesia?

If he doesn't know how to anesthetize and still understands malignant high fever, wouldn't he be full?

Lao He's words do make some sense.

As I thought about it, even the good luck of looping playback seems to be less noisy.

Yes, is it a good start?

Focusing on the art of art, Boss Zheng is floating away from the connective tissue on the intestines bit by bit. Not to mention himself, even Director Wei has basically no work to do.

Professor Feng smiled bitterly, otherwise he would give up the position of the craftsman to Boss Zheng next time.

Director Wei is not taking possession of anything but not what he is.

It seemed that Director Wei heard Professor Feng's sarcastic voice. He seemed unwilling to be lonely. He took advantage of Zheng Ren's time to change the equipment and clamped it down with big tweezers.

"Director Wei, be gentle." Zheng Ren said softly.

"Yes." Director Wei nodded.

This is not the first time Zheng Ren has said it. It seems that he has been talking about this since he opened the stage and opened the peritoneum.

Although Director Wei was a little cautious about Zheng Ren, he still obediently reduced his strength and tentatively wandered in.

The connective tissue is very hard, and you will know it is even tenderer than the softest tofu once you touch it. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a blow-through.

He didn't force the surgery, but it was not something he could do with his courage to show off his blood and energy.

If it weren't for Boss Zheng, he would be able to keep his stomach closed now, Director Wei thought to himself.

"Boss Zheng, how did you loosen it?" Director Wei asked, pulling his finger out.

"Come on a little bit, the strength should be small." Zheng Ren said.

"Uh...I don't mean that." Director Wei sighed.

"Oh, the outer side of the inner membrane of the connective tissue, follow this free, and do not touch the outer membrane of the intestine." Zheng Ren said, "It's basically it."

The outer side of the inner membrane of the free connective tissue? That is, the side that adheres to the intestinal tract close to the connective tissue...

In other words, Boss Zheng is not freeing his intestines, but breaking down this cocoon.

Director Wei was speechless.

Can you still do this?

Can still do this!

However, even if we know the principle, Director Wei couldn't do it.

This kind of surgery cannot be solved by experience, and requires a very deep understanding of the anatomy and connective tissue structure.

This is not enough, you must be bold, careful and steady.

If I were at the peak of my age from 35 to 40, I might have tried it. But now I am over 55 years old, and some surgery can't be completed at all.

Director Wei was a little disappointed, because no one could overcome his age.

He was a little envious of the vibrant but mature and steady Boss Zheng in front of him.

At a young age, Boss Zheng has already raised his surgery level to a shocking level. When he reaches his maturity stage in the future, he doesn't know where he will go.

People with this talent are really enviable.

The operation was proceeding in an orderly manner. Zheng Ren at the beginning also gave a few brief explanations to Quan Xiaocao behind him. As the operation deepened, he became silent, concentrated on wandering, and decomposing the adhesion tissue of the intestines.

Focus on without distraction.

The surgery to remove the silk and peel the cocoon can be described as removing the silk and peel the cocoon.

Generally speaking, in ordinary abdominal cocoons, this white connective tissue is like an egg shell, wrapped around the intestine. In the reported abdominal cocoons, cases that only wrap local intestines are the most common.

Some of the intestines are wrapped, and the surgery can even be completed by roughly cutting the intestines, without the need to remove the silk and decouple.

But the patient in front of him does not fall into these two situations.

The intestines in the surgery area are completely wrapped, and there are countless fiber cords inside.

Director Wei believes that this kind of abdominal cocoon can be written and reported in a case by case. And if you can be reported in the Lancet, you can only report in a case by case.

Because it's too hard to do.

"Lao Feng, how long will it take?" Lao He checked the anesthesia equipment and was about to replenish anesthesia.

Feng Jianguo hesitated for a moment and looked up at Zheng Ren.

"The operation will take a long time, so continue to do the medication." Zheng Ren said in a deep voice. "We have finished this side later, and we will also need to gynecology to cut the ovaries."

"..." Director Wei was stunned.

"..." Feng Jianguo was also stunned.

Lao He agreed neatly and began to replenish anesthetic drugs.

"Boss Zheng, are there any ovarian problems?" Feng Jianguo asked in surprise.

"Yes, I just saw inflammation in the ovaries, which is very serious." Zheng Ren said.

“When did you see it?”

"14 minutes ago, Director Wei took a look when he used a big hook to pull the right abdominal wall of the patient." Zheng Ren said while undergoing the operation.

Uh...this is too exaggerated.

If you can't do the surgery, don't even see anything wrong with the ovaries?

Feng Jianguo felt a little bitter in his mouth. He turned his head and changed his angle, trying to see the patient's pelvis.

But at this moment, the great hook was not there, and the art field was blocking it tightly, and nothing could be seen.

"Boss Zheng, when will the gynecology department come up?"
Chapter completed!