Xie Yiren pulled the instrument car to the direction of the operating table, and the equipment needed was lined up, and he could get it with just reaching out.

She glanced at Zheng Ren, didn't say anything, and then walked out of the operating room with Chu Yanran.

If there is no necessary situation, similar to the incident of Zheng Ren's first emergency tips surgery, the fewer people eat the thread, the better.

Nurse and a master can avoid the line, but the doctor can't do it.

Originally, Wang Liren and Dr. Han could not come up, but after all, they had already arrived in Haicheng. They had been watching the emergency room for the first emergency rescue, and they couldn't understand it either.

Zheng Ren opened the puncture kit package and started femoral artery puncture.

The patient has lost consciousness and does not even need local anesthesia, which saves dozens of seconds.

As soon as the needle hits the nail on the head, the guide wire enters and starts to step on the thread.

"The eighth section of the liver, three arteries ruptured, 3 o'clock, 4 o'clock, 8 o'clock." Zheng Ren said in a deep voice.

Wang Liren stared blankly at the eighth section of the liver, blurred and full of blood seeping. Where can I find three bleeding blood vessels?

What are the other 3, 4, 8, is this a code word?

Su Yun had already opened his chest and opened his chest wall by himself with the automatic hook, focusing on him. He didn't hear a word from Zheng Ren.

Mr. Wang is now sitting on wax...

In 912, in the country's top third-level A hospital, I have never seen such a procedure.

Wearing lead clothes and not talking about eating threads, the key is that I... I don’t know what to do at all.

After Zheng Ren finished speaking, he saw Mr. Wang looking at him in a daze, turned on the caller and shouted: "Where is Fuguier! Why haven't you arrived yet!"

"Boss, boss, I'm here, here!" Professor Rudolf Wagner did not go to the operating room, but directly put on a lead-clothing brush and walked in through another passage.

He seized the time to prepare to go on stage because the professor learned about this period of time that Zheng Ren usually has a gentle temper, but he definitely has a kingly demeanor on the operating table.

"Fortunately I didn't go back, so I thought I would find a bar to have a good meal in the evening." The professor put on his clothes as fast as possible, and kept nagging.

"Come on the angiography." Zheng Ren stopped stepping on the line, translated, and squeezed away Wang Liren, who had just stood in the position of the craftsman.

The movements were a bit rough, and Mr. Wang was also stunned for a moment. Could it be that Mr. Zheng was angry?

He moved to the patient's head, but was immediately pushed away by Su Yun.

md, a hospitalized officer in the imperial capital, in Haicheng, there is no seat on the operating table!

Wang Liren put his hands on his chest, pressed his shoulders tightly against Zheng Ren, turned around, and awkwardly walked to Nisuke's position.

Dr. Han from the opposite Ichisuke was stunned.

The style of Haicheng is really rough. Not only have I seen the surgery, but I have never seen the typhoon on the operating table.

"You go to the opposite side." Zheng Ren reached out and picked up a small bend to find the location where the liver 8th section of the liver had just bleeded, "Who, go and help Su Yun."

Dr. Han cried, not because Zheng Ren didn't remember his name and who he called him.

But I am a doctor of general surgery and am preparing to be a hospitalized person in the 912 Hospital. Do you have to undergo thoracic surgery?

Mr. Wang walked around the opposite side and stood in the Yishu position.

Zheng Ren used his left hand to separate the damaged liver, and the hemostatic forceps with his right hand were clamped inside.

"Susceptor, ligation."

"oh."

Mr. Wang quickly picked up the suction device inserted into the abdominal cavity and sucked the blood in the imaging field in the surgery area.

"Take off the suction cover." Zheng Ren's tone was rarely a little impatient.

Wang Liren was so angry that he... After he came to power, he found that he was not familiar with the techniques Zheng Ren did, and he was completely confused and forgot about this.

Wear a suction device and suck blood in the abdominal cavity to avoid being blocked by blood clots.

But with a condom, you can't accurately absorb the blood oozing out of the surgery area.

This common sense... Khan... what am I doing?!

He was ashamed for 0.1 second, and immediately concentrated on his mind and began to suck blood from the eighth section of the liver. Then he clamped a 4# wire with a patterned pliers and penetrated it.

As for how Zheng Ren found the blood vessels and was confident that he wanted to ligate them, Wang Liren was not in the mood for the time being and had no time to think about it.

If you do your best, you can't keep up with Zheng Ren's rhythm, let alone get distracted.

Ligate, cut off.

Looking for it again, Zheng Ren quickly found the bleeding points of the three small arteries, ligated them one by one, and then asked for a large round needle and 7# thread, which was slightly wild and rough, and directly sewed the rupture point of the eighth section of the liver.

When the eighth section of liver was sutured, Professor Rudolph Wagner began to step on the thread and radiate.

Only a small amount of contrast agent is injected into it and you can see it.

"Boss, there are two bleeding points in the sixth section. The liver surface is 3 points lower than the liver surface, and the lower side is 15°." said the professor.

Zheng Ren didn't say anything, and the hemostatic forceps in his hand separated the sixth section of the liver to stop bleeding.

Wang Liren was stunned.

No wonder Mr. Zheng didn't speak when he said he could have surgery.

What is the direction of 3 points, 15° downward, and what is the position?

He looked at the operation area. The position was in the blind spot of the field of vision, and only the operator could see it. However, Wang Liren judged the bleeding point by the position of the hemostatic forceps.

By comparing with the professor's words, Wang Liren roughly judged the meaning of the communication between them.

This is a communication between another level. After Wang Liren thought about it, he felt it was a little incredible.

"Bang~" the hemostatic forceps hit the suction device.

The crisp sound awakened Wang Liren.

"Lining." Zheng Ren said lightly.

Uh... I just thought about why, but I was slowing down a little bit, and I was fucking talking about it again.

Mr. Wang never expected that he would be so easy in the imperial capital and come to Haicheng.

He immediately clamped a 4# wire with patterned pliers and handed it to Zheng Ren.

You can't think about it anymore, you must follow Mr. Zheng's ideas and not delay the operation.

Wang Liren repeatedly warned himself in his heart.

The professor kept graphic imaging to give the exact location of bleeding. Zheng Renze was like he was undergoing tips surgery, and what appeared in his mind was the three-dimensional three-dimensional structure of the patient's liver.

This cooperation between Zheng Ren and Professor Rudolf Wagner has been very tacit. This skill is a communication established by studying the patient's liver nuclear magnetic diffusion films countless times and discussing with each other. No matter how high general surgery Wang Liren is, he cannot understand it for a while.

Seeing the broken liver being sewn little by little, Wang Liren was surprised not only.

But he didn't dare to think too much, just looked at it carefully, and wanted to take all of this in his eyes, remember it in his heart, and then study it carefully when he went back.

The eight-stage livers were selected one by one. After the angiography was completed, the ligation should be ligated and the suture should be erected. A broken liver that cannot be seen was barely erected.

"Okay, you go down, Fuguier." After sewing the last stitch, Zheng Ren said.

"Yes." The professor replied crisply, pulling out the guide catheter and local compression and stopping bleeding, because the patient's blood pressure... was not at all.

Wang Liren took a look at the time and stitched a liver that he thought could only be removed completely. It took less than twenty minutes.

This is too fast.
Chapter completed!