The Surgeon's Studio

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Old he was under anesthesia, so he did not have the time to inform Zheng Ren. The tracheal tube had already been inserted, the medicine was pushed in, and the ventilator was put on. Everyone's movements and steps were like afterimages, saving every minute and second. Zheng Ren did not want to pass on his responsibility. There was no need to be polite at this time. He went to wash his hands and prepared to start the surgery. As he crossed paths with Su Yun, the two of them did not say anything and went about their own business. As Zheng Ren was brushing his hands, he entered the system space and clicked to purchase the surgery time. He was already numb to it after going through so many emergency rescues. However, his hands were trembling a little. They were trembling so badly that for some reason, tears could not stop flowing down his face. After thousands of emergency resuscitation attempts, he was already very familiar with it. However, Zheng Ren did not know why everything he was experiencing now felt so unfamiliar. He was calm and even a little cold, but when he saw someone fall from a high place and found out that the person lying in the pool of blood was director Miao, he almost broke down. However, he did not forget that time waited for no one. He entered the system space first and clicked 'buy'. The moment the system's operating theater rose from the ground, Zheng Ren rushed in. After entering the system's operating theater, he sat on the warm ground and leaned against the wall of the operating theater. His hands were shaking badly. She wanted to wipe away her tears, but it was difficult to raise her hand. Zheng Ren's mind went blank, and only the red background that was about to fade filled his vision. Less than five minutes after he entered the system's operating theater, the experimental was declared dead. The surgery had failed, and Zheng Ren did not do anything. After receiving the system notification, he still did not move. With his back against the wall, the warm floor of the system operating room was so cold that Zheng Ren's heart almost froze. She sobbed silently, tears flowing down her face. After an unknown period of time, Zheng Ren finally regained his senses. He held back the sorrow in his heart and wanted to wipe his tears, but his tears were like spring water that would never dry up. Zheng Ren was not very familiar with director Miao, so he did not understand why he was so sad. However, it was not the time to think about why. "Let's do it." Zheng Ren's expression gradually calmed down as he cried. He returned to his usual calm and indifferent look as he stood in front of the operating table in the operating theater. Calm, silent, expressionless, yet with tears streaming down his face, Zheng Ren did not know how strange he looked. He did not end this "failed" surgery. Instead, he began to dissect the body. The scalpel had just landed when Zheng Ren's heart ached as if it had been hit by something. "Roar!" He roared, tears streaming down his cold face, like an injured little beast wandering in the wilderness. The scalpel cut down without hesitation and began to dissect the experimental body. The experimentals 'skin and muscle layers were no longer bleeding, and they were as pale as if they were living. This was a sign of hemorrhagic shock, which was not unusual. Zheng Ren continued to explore the abdominal cavity, which was filled with blood. The aspirator sucked it dry and found that the left lobe of the liver was severely damaged. It was the kind that could only be removed but not sutured. If he didn't guess wrong, this should be the most serious injury. Zheng Ren continued to look at the patient. His spleen was ruptured, and there were a few wounds on his intestines, but they were not very serious. The kidney was intact, only with subhinetical swelling, but it was not serious. The problem was with the liver and spleen. After Zheng Ren confirmed this, he began to dissect the chest. His lungs were bruised and filled with blood. There were a few wounds, and his intercostal artery was ruptured. Further in, the cardiac tamponade was fine. There were no signs of cardiac tamponade. The aorta ... MD! There was actually an interlayer. Further down was the head. Zheng Ren's skill tree for neurosurgery was not activated because it was different from general surgery. Neurosurgery was a Special Branch. Zheng Ren also knew that even if he upgraded his neurosurgery to the master level, he would not be able to use it as he wished without the training of thousands of operations. The problems in the thoracic and abdominal cavity were already very serious, and Zheng Ren had never thought that he would have to complete all the surgeries by himself. After figuring out the problem, Zheng Ren ended the "failed" surgery and started again. At this moment, Zheng Ren's hands were no longer trembling, and his hand speed had even increased slightly. However, he did not notice this. Zheng Ren cut open the abdomen of the experimental body and pinched the hepatic portal as fast as he could. He used forceps to stop the bleeding. Zheng Ren then started to cut off the ruptured spleen before dealing with the liver. His hands were steady and accurate. After calming down from the intense emotional fluctuations, not only his speed, but even his technique seemed to have improved again. However, five minutes later, the experimental died again. Zheng Ren was stunned. What kind of logic was that? He frowned as he looked at the dead experimental body and began to recall the dazzling row of diagnoses. He had already discovered a patient with a aortic dissection. Although the bleeding was severe, due to the retroperitoneum, the pressure was high and the bleeding was reduced. It was not fatal for the time being. Zheng Ren did not care about the various fractures either. Even though these fractures were open and there was a lot of blood loss, it was impossible for them to kill the test subject within a few minutes. What was the problem? Zheng Ren thought to himself in a daze. He looked at the system's diagnosis a few more times. Other than the diagnosis from the neurosurgery department, Zheng Ren had confirmed everything else. Besides, the injury in the neurosurgery department wasn't too serious, so it definitely wouldn't cause respiratory arrest. Surgery and treatment had reached a dead end. He did not dare to leave. He was afraid that once he left the system operating theater, time would pass by outside, and the little time left for him to save the patient would slip through his fingers. A few minutes later, Zheng Ren suddenly noticed that a large amount of dark red blood was starting to flow out of the chest tube that Su Yun had inserted. With a thought, Zheng Ren dissected the chest again. There were no changes to his lungs compared to the previous surgery, but his aortic dissection had been broken. Zheng Ren found it a little strange, but he still accepted the reality. He pondered for a while and figured that he had stopped the bleeding of the liver and spleen himself. As the liquid was injected, the blood pressure of the test subject would rise, which led to the rupture of the aortic dissection. Zheng Ren immediately started the next surgery. It was very simple to puncture the femoral vein. Although the femoral vein of the experimental body had become a white line, Zheng Ren still hit the nail on the head. A guide wire, a catheter, and a stent were used. Five minutes later, the surgery was almost completed. However ... The experimentals only lived for two more minutes. At 7 " 12″, the experimentals died again. Zheng Ren was going crazy. He started to look for reasons in silence. As for the time he had saved up for surgical training, it was not within the scope of his consideration at all. After an unknown period of time, Zheng Ren realized that the experimentals had died due to excessive blood loss in their liver. Although he had found the reason, Zheng Ren was helpless. Scaffold? What about the abdominal cavity? What about his chest? If he were to cut the liver or spleen, what about the thoracic artery? He was helpless. When the departments received the news, they rushed to the operating theater. The time they took to change their clothes and wash their hands would definitely exceed five minutes. Even though the doctors in Room 912 were well – trained and had reached their limits, they were completely militarized. But even so, it was still not enough! What to do? What to do! A roar rang out in the system's operating theater, and countless echoes could be heard. After venting his anger, Zheng Ren took a long time to calm down. He started to think about what he should do. This time, big pork trotter didn't give him a mission. Perhaps big pork trotter had judged that director Miao was the kind of person who would die without a doubt. Zheng Ren really wanted to curse, but he held back. It was useless to vent too much emotion. He had to think about what to do now. As long as there was a slight possibility, he did not want Department Director Miao to die in front of him. Zheng Ren's brain was spinning at full speed. The discomfort brought by the eye of truth seemed to have been offset by little Yiren's will of the universe. There was not much discomfort, so Zheng Ren ignored it. "What should I do ... Do I have to use interventional surgery to perform a thoracic artery stent surgery + embolism in the liver and spleen?" After a long time, a bizarre thought appeared in Zheng Ren's mind. Can these two types of surgery be done together? Normally, it was impossible. This was a wondrous idea, a wild idea, and a desperate idea. Even Zheng Ren, who was at the peak of interventional surgeries, did not know if he could do it. However, there was no other way now, so he could only try. He started another surgery. He pierced the femoral artery, placed the arteroartery sheath, and started to insert a micro – Guide wire and a thick guide wire into the femoral artery. An interventional surgery that allowed him to reach the peak in one step was Zheng Ren's most powerful surgical method. Moreover, it was in the system operating theater, and he operated wildly without any scruples. Two guide wires were inserted into the femoral artery at the same time. It wasn't a cross – Action with his left and right hands, but a simultaneous operation with both hands. He needed an assistant! Zheng Ren realized this. However, in the operating theater of the system, without the help of an assistant, he could only reach a similar conclusion. Crossing left and right hands was a very difficult technique. However, Zheng Ren's hands were operating at the same time, and his brain had to process two different types of information at the same time. Failure ... Failure ... Failure ... Despite countless failures, Zheng Ren still persevered. This was the only solution he could think of. With such a serious injury, only by dealing with the bleeding of the liver and spleen as well as the aortic dissection at the same time could Department Director Miao be saved from the brink of death. Share the stage with Department Director Kong or Su Yun? 'Dual femoral artery puncture?' It was not that Zheng Ren had not thought about it, but he had directly rejected this possibility. That was because Department Director Kong and Su Yun were not good enough! That F * cking Su Yun, who asked you to be so lazy! Zheng Ren cursed in his heart. However, he knew that Su Yun could do nothing about it even if she wanted to. His talent was already very strong. To be able to reach the world's standard in such a short time, what else could he say? However, the world standard was not enough. He had to reach his own standard. Zheng Ren sighed. He only had one. Only he, who was at the peak of the first step, could do it. Even if he was at the peak of step one, Zheng Ren could only give it a try. He was not 100% sure that he could do it. Zheng Ren even guessed that even if he used his peak ability, it would still be difficult to complete it.