When Zhao Wenhua pressed and stopped bleeding, he was thinking about this surgery in his mind. Arteriovenous cannulation, angiography, embolization, this surgery...

It's so lively, I dare to do such surgery.

But the operation process was very exciting, and I wanted to be wonderful. Zhao Wenhua recalled the entire operation process, like drinking nectar.

This surgery has a unique idea and is different from other surgeries, but the required operation method is indeed very simple.

Can do it yourself!

Zhao Wenhua quickly realized this.

But at a certain moment, he suddenly thought of his original intention. He judged that it was Boss Zheng's medical team who "framed" him and thought of so many reasons and excuses.

Now it seems that they just want to have surgery, but as for themselves... Boss Zheng ignored it at all.

This is my own patient. If it were someone else's patient, he would not exist in Boss Zheng's eyes at all.

Thinking of this, Zhao Wenhua was a little confused. Is he being ignored?

"Old Zhao, it's almost 20 minutes of oppression. Are you going to press it all night? Do you want to find you a set of bedding?" The head nurse came in and said half-jokingly.

Well, I was so immersed in my mind that I forgot the time of oppression.

It was enough to press it for a few minutes, and if there was a hemostatic plate, it would be fine if it didn't press and stop bleeding.

I actually forgot the time.

Zhao Wenhua felt that he was out of standard, so he lowered his head and started carrying the patient onto the flat car and returned to the ward.

...

...

Zheng Ren sent Mr. Gu away, and Fang Lin was reluctant to leave, wanting to ask more details about pulmonary isolation.

Time still exists, but it is not very convenient now, so he can only accompany Mr. Gu back.

"Boss, is this surgery very simple?" Su Yun said.

"Of course, there's nothing else except for double angiography." Zheng Ren smiled and said, "Fortunately, Xiao Feng has a blood vessel occlusion device that is large enough, otherwise I would like to use a spring coil to block it."

"Xiao Feng, you're doing a pretty job!" Su Yun turned around and praised Feng Xuhui.

This guy rarely speaks good things, but it is an exception to Feng Xuhui.

"Qin Tang invited him to dinner tonight, and you two go with him." Su Yun said.

"Okay." Feng Xuhui was not polite either. He was so familiar with him. He was so polite. He smiled and nodded and responded.

"What does Qin Tang want to do?" Zheng Ren asked.

"I don't know, it's mysterious." Su Yun said: "Don't worry, go to eat first, and drinking is a serious matter."

As he said that, several people walked into the ward.

The nurse came over in a tummy manner and said to Chang Yue: "Doctor Chang, I can't care. You go and take a look."

Zheng Ren frowned slightly, what's wrong?

"What's going on?" Su Yun grabbed Chang Yue and asked directly.

"The patient who had the surgery in the morning, who was in his thirties and was very ill, remember." Chang Yue also said helplessly.

"Remember, are there any problems with the surgery? Or are there too many things at home?" Su Yun asked.

"None are not." Chang Yue said: "When he came back after the operation, he said he wanted to play a qualifying match and was playing there with his mobile phone. The movements of his game were quite large. He took out the needle twice, and the bed was covered in blood."

"I'll go and have a look, you're busy with yours." Su Yun said, and then took the cotton swab left by the nurse from Chang Yue.

Zheng Ren was relieved that this was not a big deal.

It's rare that I'm in my thirties and still so obsessed with playing games.

Generally speaking, those who are obsessed with the virtual world are young people in their 20s. They are in their thirties, starting a family and starting a career, and treating games as entertainment. But they just finished the surgery and are still so obsessed with...

Moreover, as my hand speed gets older, it has already dropped from its peak. Even if I play in qualifying, I can't beat those children.

But if you play games, people and animals are harmless, Zheng Ren thinks it’s good.

Thinking of this, Zheng Ren suddenly realized whether hepatic encephalopathy was caused after the operation?

When he thought of hepatic encephalopathy, he became cautious.

I have had hundreds of tips surgery, and I have never encountered patients with hepatic encephalopathy after surgery. However, I have been walking too much at night and will encounter ghosts sooner or later.

He followed Su Yun and came to the ward.

The patient was holding his cell phone in a strange position on the bed near the door, playing excitedly.

His chin was pressed against his left forearm, and because of the angle, the vision was not good. But the patient looked at the mobile phone screen with such a narrow field of vision and refused to stop for a second.

The pressure position was not the needle pulling out long ago. Blood oozed out, dyeing his face, body, and bed red.

Zheng Ren went into the room and took a look first. He saw that there was no diagnosis of hepatic encephalopathy on the system panel, so he felt relieved.

"What are you playing with, Li Liguo." Liu Zewei asked seriously when he entered the room, looking like the kind of old doctor he usually sees.

But the patient didn't speak at all and was playing on his own.

Liu Zewei was speechless and looked down on the doctor. Such people were really rare.

Zheng Ren remembered the woman he met in Haicheng. The child was playing games and didn't care about her at all. She was just spoiling the child.

I have seen this situation more often than not, but I am so cold to myself and devote myself to playing games, which is a bit over.

Why are all tips surgery? Can you take it seriously?

A few seconds later, it seemed that the game was over. The man raised his head and wanted to throw his phone hatefully. But in the last moment, he stopped his movements, clenched his fist with his right hand, and smashed it on the bed.

Because the chin leaves the left arm, coupled with the excitement, the blood flows faster, and a string of blood beads splattered out.

Zheng Ren stepped forward, grabbed the patient's arm, reached out, and Su Yun handed two cotton swabs to his hand.

The cotton swab presses the intravenous needle holes, and the bleeding stops.

"Where are your family?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Oh, it's gone again, the signal here is too bad." The patient said in distress. But after the game, he saw Zheng Ren and others coming to see him, and then he realized.

"Li Liguo, where are your family?" Zheng Ren asked again.

"Family?" Li Liguo was a little confused. He looked around and saw that no one was there. Then he said in confusion: "I don't know."

"I went to buy something. This guy has been playing and didn't notice it." said an old man on the bed next to him.

"You are too careful," said Zheng Ren.

"It's also idle." Li Liguo smiled embarrassedly, "Doctor, you don't know how boring you are in the hospital."

Zheng Ren also admitted this, but it was not good to play all the time.

He rejected Liu Zewei's hand that he reached out, held a cotton swab and pressed it on the patient's vein, and chatted with him for a few words.

A few minutes later, I took off the cotton swab and the blood had stopped.

"Don't play like this in the future." Zheng Ren said, "Look at your face, it's full of blood. My family members come back and wash it well, so many are scary."

Li Liguo waved his hand, and he felt annoyed that he looked like he was.
Chapter completed!