spo2 continues to maintain at 90% to 98%, and the partial pressure of carbon dioxide at the end of the exhalation fluctuates between 38 and 48 mmhg.

Zheng Ren remained motionless, quietly watching the situation in front of him, and saw every detail.

After 40 minutes, the patient's airway pressure gradually dropped to about 20mmhg, and the circulation was stable.

"Test your blood sugar."

The patient's vital signs were stable, Zheng Ren's voice was not so urgent, and everyone's emotions were much more stable.

Lao He immediately used a fingertip blood sugar measurement instrument and tested the patient an emergency fingertip blood sugar.

"Fingertip blood sugar 21.4mmol/l." Lao Hehui reported.

"Insulin 4u subcutaneous injection."

Zheng Ren then had a neurological examination and said, "Furosemide 10 mg, naloxone 0.4 mg and intravenous infusion of 20% mannitol 125ml."

After various drugs were put on, Zheng Ren put his vision on the patient's urine bag.

He squatted beside the urine bag, first cleared the urine in the pipe, then bent it out of the arc, and carefully observed the accumulation of urine.

When estimating the time, looking at the small amount of urine in the pipe, Zheng Ren knew it.

"Boss Zheng." Director Xu didn't ask any questions, everything was left unspeakable.

"The surgery will be suspended." Zheng Ren said, "I will observe the condition closely and support the treatment of the patient. It is estimated that I will wake up in 2-3 hours."

"Okay...Boss Zheng, will the patient have sequelae?"

"Won't."

"Wow..." Director Xu breathed a sigh of relief.

This is the most basic requirement for a person to survive. There are no sequelae, which is second. As for the next operation, it will take repeated preoperative discussions before making decisions.

"Then I'll go back for the operation." Zheng Ren narrowed his eyes, and Director Xu knew that he should be smiling at him and expressing kindness.

"It's trouble." Director Xu recovered and noticed that Boss Zheng was still wearing the equipment for live broadcast of the surgery.

I'll take a break! Director Xu immediately flashed and almost covered his face and left.

mb's situation was urgent just now, so why did I forget that Boss Zheng was doing the surgery live! Now it was so good that the surgery live broadcast of cholangiocarcinoma has become an emergency emergency that is difficult to intubate.

After making up a live broadcasting schema, he actually appeared in the live broadcast. Director Xu was a little confused.

"Go back and take a look, the operation is over." Su Yun said slowly at the door wearing an isolation suit.

"Oh, what did you do?" Zheng Ren was not surprised at all.

"Well, Brother Yang and I made it." Su Yun said, "Xiao Feng is good. Have you trained your little assistant very well?"

Feng Xuhui was stunned for a moment, why did he get it out and trained?

"You go and take a look, it's a beginning and a tail, and Xinglin Garden needs it." Su Yun said, "I have to start the microphone and talk about the operation."

"Okay." Zheng Ren nodded.

"Director Xu, then we're back." Su Yun said with a smile, his voice separated by three layers of masks, but he was still handsome.

Director Xu spread his hands and said that this matter was a mess. Although he was a little dissatisfied and regretful, Boss Zheng helped solve a big problem and he had nothing to pick on.

Seeing Boss Zheng walk away, Director Xu glanced at the patient again. His chest was fluctuating, his vital signs were normal, his urine volume was normal, and everything was normal!

Get through a difficult time.

For a moment, Director Xu felt a little tired.

The professor of the Department of Glandular sighed, "I'll go and explain to the patient's family."

"Go together." Director Xu said.

After the two left, the atmosphere in the operating room became completely relaxed.

"Who is next to Boss Zheng?"

"Xiao Feng, Changfeng's consumables vendor."

"Don't talk nonsense, I know Xiao Feng. Why is he ready for emergency emergency equipment when he is fine?" The anesthesiologist who asked the question held the sterile packaging and looked at the label on it, "Langli's third generation explorer's throat mask, isn't he Changfeng's man?"

"Who knows."

At this time, Lao He had already returned, and no one could answer this question. A Changfeng sales manager actually had Langli's 3rd generation explorer throat mask!

The key is that the delivery speed is very fast. If you don’t know, you will definitely think that this is an exercise and everything is arranged.

"It seems that the incident of turning against that side in the Tumor Forest of the Imperial Capital a while ago was true." Someone started gossiping.

Some people know about this, and some people don’t know about it. After gossiping, there was a lot of surprise in the operating room.

Because the little consumables vendor who was limping around with the Emperor Capital Tumor was so awesome. Even if someone who knew that the incident happened in the Emperor Capital Tumor was referring to the scenes that happened in front of him, he felt a little dazed and unrealistic.

There are only two generations of laryngeal masks in the 912 anesthesia department. The key is this thing... It is not commonly used in normal times, and it is urgent and emergency treatment, and it is necessary to catch up with special circumstances to be effective.

Looking at others, the consumables that follow are different, and many anesthesiologists sighed in their hearts.

Consumables are taking care of the stools like nannies, ordering meals and running errands. These are already commonplace, and no one will be surprised.

The more thoughtful the care is, the higher the level of the surgeon. Because a higher level means more surgery, and more surgery means more consumables are used. The more consumables are used, the higher the sales are naturally. It is countless links in a chain.

These are all considered within the logical scope.

But Boss Zheng’s consumables vendor is different. They are like Doraemon, with one or several trolley boxes, and just talking is enough for whatever they want.

What a fuck, when have you ever seen such a professor?

I brought a Doraemon with me?!

"By the third generation of explorers' throat masks are not cheap," said an anesthesiologist. "Is this thing about to be picked up? Xiao Feng doesn't seem to be a member of Langli. Isn't it all cheaper Langli?"

"I asked Lao He, it seems there is no charge." said one person, "Manager Feng doesn't care about this little money. Just ensure that Boss Zheng has the best things to use."

"How is it possible that he is not a consumables dealer for money?" The nurse of the tour was exhausted and gasped, and she was still standing against the wall of the operating room. She had not forgotten the gossip.

Without gossip at this moment, I am afraid that the nervous spirit will not be able to relieve it all night.

"The people make money different from others. Boss Zheng has opened up all foreign markets. Manager Feng just wants Boss Zheng to be happy, and he can't make it back." Another anesthesiologist said, "A laryngeal mask costs only a few dollars. I followed a radiofrequency ablation surgery and saw that there were 4 manufacturers' trolley boxes in his trolley box. One needle is tens of thousands, and it's just stored it."

"Tsk tsk."

Everyone sighed that Boss Zheng’s uniqueness is really comprehensive. Everyone has been accustomed to the exclusive equipment nurses, and have seen the steampunk-like surgical box. Now it has evolved to carry a Doraemon with you...

While chatting, Director Xu walked in with a gloomy face and said, "Anesthesiologist, prepare for a meeting for all staff."

“…”

The anesthesiologists and nurses in the operating room were stunned. At the meeting? Now?
Chapter completed!