I'm really an intern

Chapter 436 But, this is a life

The situation in the operating room was shocking.

Zhang Tianyang only glanced at it, and felt that his heartbeat, which had already started to speed up, jumped up again.

No matter how spacious the original operating room was.

After stuffing more than a dozen people, it will appear crowded.

The people in the operating room were tightly wrapped, with only a pair of eyes exposed.

But when the eyes were burning with anxiety, even the air became crowded.

Under the chief director's roar, although the crowd dispersed, there were still shocking traces on the floor.

Several large bloodstains sprayed out on the ground, and the most reflective parts were still intact, but the bloodstains at the corners were already covered with criss-crossing footprints.

It looked like a murder scene where chickens were slaughtered in a vegetable market.

Looking up, the green sterile drape around the operating table has turned into a moist purple in large swaths.

The spare shop towels were scattered all over the place to cover up several remedial ones, but it didn't work.

The few remaining touches of green are being infiltrated by purple at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The remaining two surgeons and an instrument nurse near the operating table almost collapsed.

The expensive laparoscope was placed on a small table next to the operating table, which was additionally covered with sterile drape. On the long metal tube, and on the plastic film that should have been transparent, half-dried blood was all over it.

Usually things like mirrors are the most treasured objects. Handle them with care, for fear that they will be accidentally smashed, and the lens will have to be soaked in hot water as soon as it gets dirty.

But now, no one is in the mood to take good care of it.

The two surgeons threw their entire bodies in front of the patient. Their four hands, and the blood-soaked gauze in the instrument nurse's hand, could not stop the blood from the patient's stomach.

"Di-di-di-di-di-di-di-di-di, di-di-di-di!"

The monitor screamed and made a rapid and piercing sound, and the violently fluctuating numbers and waveforms made people feel suffocated just by looking at it.

Pan Anesthesia and another male anesthesiologist walked around the blood-stained operating table.

"Blood pressure! Blood pressure has dropped again!"

"Heart rate! Heart rate is too fast!"

"teacher……"

"Shut up! 2ml fast!"

Anesthesiologist Pan interrupted the male anesthesiologist almost violently.

He stuffed the syringe full of liquid in one hand for him, turned his face, his hands flew up, and quickly picked out another syringe, and bent down to touch the patient's venous access by himself.

The patient continues to bleed heavily. If the blood pressure is low, the person will die. If the blood pressure is high, the bleeding will be faster and the person will die.

"How to do how to do!"

On the operating table, the tallest male doctor stared wide-eyed, turned around in a broken state, and tried to ask for help.

"Why are you all gone!"

His face was full of despair.

And Zhang Tianyang's pupils shrank again the moment he turned his head.

His face was full of blood!

The masks, hats, and exposed skin are all bright red!

He wears glasses, but there are also red marks around the lenses, with obvious scratch marks in the middle.

It was as if someone roughly took a rag and wiped it out of sight.

"Call someone! The patient is dying!"

The male doctor's desperate cry broke his voice, making it difficult to hear whether he was crying or not.

The dark red liquid flowed from his temples along the arc of the hat, and it was hard to tell whether it was sweat or blood.

"I just made an autumn card! Why on earth is this happening!"

Through the blood-stained lenses, Zhang Tianyang seemed to see the unwilling tears flashing in the corner of his eyes.

"boom!"

There was a roar in the ear for an instant, and the next second, the roar and the surrounding noise suddenly became silent.

Time seems to run backwards.

Zhang Tianyang "stands" in front of the operating table, and from the perspective of the surgeon, he "sees" the patient who has not yet started the operation.

"Surgery?"

A voice beside him asked.

"Go ahead, Knife."

Zhang Tianyang heard the voice of "myself", his vision was shaking up and down, and he was nodding.

Then, the knife was handed to him.

The tip of the knife pierced the skin, and the bright red blood beads rushed out along the trajectory of the tip of the knife.

"gauze."

Zhang Tianyang heard the calm voice of "myself".

The white gauze was soon stained with blood.

"Electric knife."

The blue electric knife was handed over to the hand. With the sound of "sizzling" and a trace of burning smell, the subcutaneous bleeding was quickly stopped.

"Knife."

The tip of the knife began to dig deeper.

"Chuka."

Qiuka, which looks like a small drilling machine, was also held in his hand.

"It's starting to hit the bottom."

More and more abdominal operations are performed laparoscopically.

This is especially true in hepatobiliary surgery.

Zhang Tianyang felt the somewhat chaotic thoughts of "myself".

Laparoscopic surgery generally requires three holes to be drilled and three autumn cards to be placed.

One is dedicated to the laparoscope to provide the field of view.

Two, one left and one right, perform multiple operations.

"Chuka's head is quite sharp."

Zhang Tianyang heard "his own" inner voice.

Then, manually.

The tip of Qiuka followed the opening made by the tip of the knife, and pushed in little by little.

Intra-abdominal vision is possible from the second chyuka onwards.

But the first autumn card can only be typed blindly.

But it's fine.

Playing autumn cards is just a simple operation.

The position he chose was safe.

All major blood vessels can be avoided as long as you don't poke too deeply.

And, as long as the patient's blood vessels are not particularly deformed.

"Ok?"

Zhang Tianyang "felt" the touch of his fingertips.

It seems that there is a sense of volatility?

His movements came to a halt.

"what happened?"

Zhang Tianyang heard a voice asking next to him.

"Didi, Didi"

The monitor beeped twice, not in a hurry, but it caught the attention of two anesthesiologists.

"Senior brother, look."

Zhang Tianyang "heard" the familiar voice of a girl who belonged to an anesthesiology intern, and another male voice.

"The heart rate is a little faster, maybe because the operation is starting, it's exciting. You can add a little bit to deepen the anesthesia."

There seemed to be a figure busy around him, giving medicine to the patient.

"Didi, Didi"

The monitor beeped again.

"Brother, your heart rate is still fast."

The busy figures around him approached the monitor.

"Junior Sister, don't worry, the medicine has just gone down, it won't be that fast."

He raised his hand and pressed the alarm sound of the monitor.

It seems to be talking to himself, "Eh? Why is the blood pressure dropping a little?"

"The operation has just started, there is not much blood loss, and no antihypertensive drugs are given. The heart rate is fast, but the blood pressure has dropped..."

"what is this?"

Nearby, the voice of another doctor on stage called Zhang Tianyang's "own" thoughts back.

So he "saw" that his vision trembled for a while, as if he was getting closer to Qiuka.

"Is this autumn card originally crimson?"

Zhang Tianyang heard the voice of "myself" doubting.

"Why don't you pull it out first? Wait for the anesthetist to fix it before continuing?"

There was a voice whispering a suggestion next to it.

"Alright."

So "myself" moved again.

Qiuka backed away slowly.

"Wait, something seems wrong?"

Zhang Tianyang felt "my" heart throbbing.

A bad feeling came to my heart.

"Probably not? It's just an autumn card, and it's only going so deep...

As long as this patient does not have vascular mutations..."

"Boom!"

The tip of Qiuka separated from the skin too smoothly, as if something was pushing inside.

"how come……"

"puff!"

The field of vision is bright red!

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!!"

……

"Little Zhang, Zhang Tianyang."

The chief executive's voice rang in his ears.

In an instant, the redness in front of her eyes faded, and the noisy sounds around her filled her eardrums again.

"Where's the support? Where's the head of their department?!"

"Called! Already on the way!"

"Can you make it?"

"do not know……"

"Is the patient unable to hold on?"

"Then what can I do..."

……

Amidst the noise, the Chief Director was calm and quiet.

His face was so serious that Zhang Tianyang had never seen before.

"Can you go up?"

In an instant, Zhang Tianyang read many things from the director's eyes.

This is not the operating room of urology surgery, but the site of hepatobiliary surgery.

But, this is a life.

This matter is at most the fault of the chief surgeon. We are only here to check the situation. We can stay out of this accident completely.

But, this is a life.

The director of hepatobiliary surgery is already on his way, I don't know if he can make it in time.

But, this is a life.

Xiao Zhang, I don’t know if your non-vision hemostasis technique will work. I don’t know if you will be held accountable if you go up.

I will try my best to help you.

If there is really no other way, we will withdraw.

But, this is a life.

A strong sense of dizziness welled up from my heart.

Zhang Tianyang turned his head to look at the operating table, the spattered blood and the frenzied state on the monitor were all showing his teeth and claws.

A look of struggle appeared on the chief director's face.

"It's really not possible, let's withdraw..."

Zhang Tianyang suddenly took a step forward.

He didn't look back.

"But, this is a life!"

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An An has her period again recently, and she has a cold again... She has a lot of work to do, and she feels overdrawn.

If one day you suddenly can't find me anymore...

Well, it is also a life...

(End of this chapter)