Zheng Ren recalled the warm hug and looked at his pretty back, and was completely confused.

He was so tired that he could no longer feel it.

But every time I am forced to eat, I will doze off while eating.

This is also a brand new skill, Zheng Ren himself joked about himself.

If there are no more medical staff, they can only take on greater responsibilities and perform more surgeries on their own.

This is also the only thing Zheng Ren can do.

He didn't care about the fact that people from the medical office asked if they could do a live broadcast of the surgery. He just understood the literal meaning, then nodded, and nodded, and no longer remembered this matter.

The warm hug was like a good medicine that dispelled the negative effects of the whole body. Zheng Ren felt that he was energetic again, just like he was in the emergency operating room of the First Hospital of Haicheng City.

He felt that he could have surgery for a few more days and nights and would not be tired.

Xie Yiren went to brush his hands, Zheng Ren laughed, and before he knew it, he laughed out loud.

Su Yun looked at Zheng Ren's back with contempt. He really wanted to swear a few words, but unfortunately he was too tired and really didn't have the energy.

...

In the classroom, seven or eight doctors were lying in a row, sitting there.

They were all replaced and could rest for a while in the relevant departments. No one went to the duty room to lie down and sleep, but they all came to the classroom to see the operation.

Someone fell asleep while watching and was still undergoing surgery in his sleep.

Someone saw that the bolt removal was over. As soon as he closed his eyes, he saw a young and beautiful figure appearing on the big screen, giving the surgeon a warm hug.

I wanted to whistle and express my envy. Unfortunately, I was so tired that I was so tired that the interventional doctor who had just finished the operation pushed up the doctor in the trauma department next to me and prepared to sleep for a while.

The interventional physician was sleepy and could fall asleep while sitting. But the envy in his heart could not calm down for a long time, which really affected his sleep. He opened his eyes and said, "Do you know that nurse in the equipment?"

"I can't see it, I shouldn't recognize it." The trauma doctor exclaimed and tried to make himself more energetic.

"I guess it's the craftsman's girlfriend. I just saw the two hugging each other." The interventionist was envious and jealous, holding a bottle of pure water in his hand, and took a vicious sip of water.

"..." The trauma doctor became energetic, "What's the situation?"

"I told you that the equipment nurse has gone to brush my hands."

"Uh...didn't it mean that people from a department are not allowed to fall in love?"

"Is your operating room and Dawai the same department?" The interventional physician despised.

Well, what's right.

The trauma doctor sighed, why didn’t he have such good luck?

Soon, the brushing ended, Xie Yiren began to prepare surgical tools on the large projection screen, and Zheng Ren used a marker to draw the edge of the skin, and then began to disinfect.

This is not the front line, nor is it Pengxi Township. There are all kinds of high-value consumables. After intervention and removal of the tube, there is a hemostatic plate to help stop bleeding, and there is no need to press for 15 minutes at all.

Now all kinds of consumables are available in unlimited amounts. Su Yun is not a child of a poor family at all. If you have useful things, who can use manpower to press and stop bleeding?

"Can the skin bead be retained at such a low position?" The doctor in the trauma department muttered in a low voice.

"You have never seen it. You were the one who danced the most fiercely at the beginning and was slapped the most fiercely in the face. Why do you still ask this now?" The interventionist said half-wake in his eyes.

The voice is very small, as if he is talking in a sleep.

"I still don't understand it very much. It's really strange. Do you reach the limit every time?"

"The earthquake relief and disaster relief are over. Come and we will intervene in the rotation of the department for a few months, and you will understand it."

"It seems like you understand. The level of the surgeon's interventional thrombectomy is enough for you to learn for a lifetime. Besides, after earthquake relief and disaster relief... everyone is safe, but there are so many wounded people." The doctor in the trauma department spoke gradually and he looked at the images on the large projection screen and was immersed.

When the operation began, the surgeon stretched out his hand and was patted into the palm of his hand with a leather knife.

The skin was opened along the edge of the skin drawn before the operation, and the surgeon still followed his own actions and did not tie a tourniquet in the middle of the thigh according to the classic surgical procedure in the textbook to avoid heavy bleeding.

At the beginning, many doctors raised questions.

But……

It was later proved that the person was trying to fully perfusate the capillaries after the blood vessels were opened, and the operator's blunt separation level was simply too high, and he would not touch any parts that could cause heavy bleeding after the operation.

Cut a tough membrane on the deep fascia, and then the surgeon pats the scalpel to the side of the leg, stretches out his hand, and pats the hemostatic forceps on his hand.

Begin bluntly separate deep fascia and have a location where blood supply is enriched.

Although the deep fascia is very tough, the surgeon quickly separated the deep fascia with the technique of cutting a cow, exposing the muscles, blood vessels, and nerves of the affected limbs.

At this point, the bleeding did not exceed 10l, and the entire field of art was so clean that it made people feel like a posing. Not to mention the slightly larger blood vessels, even the capillaries were avoided intentionally or unintentionally.

The trauma doctor was a little surprised. He frowned and thought carefully.

What's wrong with the operation! At least there is a slight difference from what I saw before. His dull nerves felt a slight change in the operation because he was too tired.

It’s not that the surgeon is tired and the surgery is rough. It’s…it’s more refined and faster.

The surgery is different from usual because it looks smoother, but why does it become smoother?

His eyes were looking at the big projection screen, but his mind was recalling the previous operation.

There is nothing new in the operation, I know everything, except that the surgeon is confident that he does not need a tourniquet.

But……

Then, the trauma doctor saw the surgeon patted the patient's leg with hemostasis forceps, and stretched out his hand and slapped the hand with a small pattern forceps.

Pattern pliers? The nurse gave the wrong device.

However, the next scene stunned him.

Another pair of dull scissors was slapped in the hands of the surgeon.

The surgeon took the patterned forceps, shook a simple arc in the palm of his hand, and then pinched the patterned forceps in a strange position, holding blunt scissors in his palm, and began to free the tissue around the anterior tibial artery.

The patterned pliers are smaller and more fine, and this free requirement is higher for the technique.

The trauma doctor knows that he can't do this.

The patterned pliers and blunt scissors constantly change positions, but they don’t look gorgeous, and it’s a bit simple to return to the originality.

Generally speaking, two hands are needed to complete this action. However, the craftsman holds a leather hook with his left hand, which depends entirely on one hand to operate.

This technique has never been shown by the operator in the past.

Did the surgery suddenly go from smoother to smoother because... because of that device nurse?
Chapter completed!