The Surgeon's Studio

Zheng Ren's right hand tried his best to reach in, stimulating the patient's throat and making the patient cough out the liquid in his upper respiratory tract. At the same time, he inhaled hard, forming a negative pressure in his mouth, and sucked phlegm from his mouth to his mouth.

Three seconds later, Zheng Ren raised his head, picked up a sterile towel from the patient's body, and wiped his mouth.

A large mouthful of sticky blood phlegm was sucked out.

He took a deep breath and repeated the process.

After sucking out five mouthfuls of phlegm, Zheng Ren could feel that the young patient's restlessness had lessened.

He looked at the young patient. She was in a hemorrhagic shock and unconscious. However, the secretion of secretion that was blocked in the upper respiratory tract was sucked out, and breathing was basically smooth. The body began to breathe in fresh air to improve its oxygen deficiency.

The weak roars continued. Although the crisis had been resolved, it was not over yet.

Zheng Ren directed the Gurney to continue rushing towards the operating theater.

"What the ... Is that doctor going to eat people?" Watching the Gurney continue to run, the onlooking crowd started to discuss in shock.

"You really don't know anything. That was mouth - to - mouth resuscitation."

"Nonsense. CPR requires chest compressions. What's the use of breathing alone?"

No one knew what Zheng Ren had done. He was the only one in charge of the rescue.

Unfortunately, the young patient encountered a fake elevator chair. However, she was also very lucky to have met Zheng Ren and not die inexplicably.

The young nurse called for the elevator and did not let the Gurney continue to wait.

Some of them expressed their anger at not being able to get into the elevator, but when the Gurney that was still dripping with blood was pushed over, they all fell silent.

Except for very rare cases, no one would fight with emergency resuscitation patients for the elevator.

Zheng Ren only heaved a sigh of relief after he sent the patient to the operating theater.

It should not be a big problem. He watched the patient be sent in, grabbed a nurse, and said,"Please help me get a bottle of saline."

Zheng Ren's hands were stained with blood and the patient's respiratory secretions. The nurse glared at him in disgust and left without saying anything.

I'm so helpless ... Where's director Wang? Only then did Zheng Ren notice that Associate Hospital director Wang had disappeared.

Where am I going to change my clothes?

The operating theater was unfamiliar, the nurses were unfamiliar and unfriendly, and Zheng Ren was covered in blood and secretions. He was a little confused.

Bang! The door to the operating room opened, and hospital director Wang and Liu xuzhi rushed in.

Old Liu was better off, but director Wang's face was purple. He had to run with all his might to catch up.

After all, he was already in his fifties and his body could not keep up with the lack of exercise all year round. Zheng Ren could understand this.

"Boss Zheng, you're really fast." Hospital director Wang said while panting.

"Bring me to change my clothes. Have the people from the General Surgery Department gone up? Has the blood been prepared?" Zheng Ren asked.

Hospital director Wang still knew nothing.

The emergency treatment was out of his control, and Zheng Ren felt a little helpless.

He didn't seem like the director of a hospital. Zheng Ren smiled bitterly. He was probably dragged here by fan Tao from home, so the people in the director's office did not know about this.

Director Wang brought him to the changing room. Zheng Ren found a tap and gargled hard.

'Sucking phlegm from mouth to mouth, this feeling is terrible,' Zheng Ren thought to himself. Fortunately, the patient was saved. If he had not been saved, he would have been in a worse mood.

"Boss Zheng, did you do mouth - to - mouth resuscitation just now?" Director Wang asked as he changed his clothes.

"The phlegm is blocking the airway. I'll suck it out." Zheng Ren rinsed his mouth three times and wiped his face with cold water. He then took off his hazmat suit and wiped his face haphazardly before changing into a new hazmat suit.

Hospital director Wang only knew how to spit from his mouth, but he did not expect to see it with his own eyes. He was stunned for a moment.

He couldn't think about this. The more he thought about it, the more disgusting it was.

However, the effect was also immediate. Previously, the little girl's face had turned purple from holding it in, and she kept twitching on the Gurney. Zheng Ren was really afraid that he would touch the rod during the process of restlessness, which would cause new damage to the abdominal cavity.

"Associate Hospital director Wang, have you sent the patient's blood for the examination?" Although Zheng Ren knew that the director knew almost nothing, he still asked.

"He probably did."

"Hurry up and check the results of hepatitis B, C, syphilis, and aids." Zheng Ren said.

Although the system interface didn't indicate it, what if the big pig trotters missed these infectious diseases?

He didn't think about it during the emergency treatment, and Zheng Ren didn't have the time to think about it at all. However, Zheng Ren immediately realized this when he relaxed a little.

"Oh, Okay, okay." Dean Wang quickly responded.

The People's Hospital of Xilin town had all these examinations. If you haven't checked, then check again.

"Boss Zheng, can the patient survive?" Hospital director Wang asked this question again. This was what he was struggling with.

Fortunately, boss Zheng from 912 was there. If not, the child would probably be cooking corpses now.

Zheng Ren sighed.

If the resuscitation here was more skilled, it should not be a problem.

Whether it was in Sea city or 912, there was no possibility of death.

However, in this small hospital at the border, even Zheng Ren himself was not confident. It wasn't that he didn't have confidence in his resuscitation skills or standards, but who knew what would happen inside!

He had solved the most difficult part ... Forget it, he should go and take a look. The level of emergency treatment in this emergency room was too low, and they would not feel confident if they did not watch the surgery finish.

After the surgery ...

"Director Wang, are you familiar with the ICU in the province?" Zheng Ren sighed.

"I ..." Hospital director Wang immediately understood what Zheng Ren meant. He thought for a while and said,""I'll call for help and get a teacher to come and help. "

"Yes." Zheng Ren was relieved this time.

It was just a simple external injury, so it would not be too complicated. In addition, the patient was still young, so her body should recover very quickly. After the surgery was completed, there would not be a big problem if a chief resident from the provincial hospital's ICU was there to take care of the patient.

After changing their clothes, Zheng Ren and director Wang walked into the operating room.

There were very few operating rooms, only five. The light in the last operating room was on, indicating that a surgery was in progress.

Zheng Ren walked over directly.

"Boss Zheng, you've done a really good job in interventional surgery." Hospital director Wang did not know what to say, so he could only praise him indifferently.

"Oh, I came from the General Surgery Department, and I'm considered to have become a doctor halfway through my career by doing interventional surgeries." Zheng Ren said.

"..." Director Wang was stunned for a moment, but then he understood. He was a professor from 912, and he looked young, so he couldn't treat him lightly.

He ran over to Zheng Ren and opened the door of the sensor.

"This is the laminar flow operating theater, which was newly built a few years ago. It's the best in a radius of one hundred miles." Hospital director Wang introduced.

Zheng Ren had no idea about this.

Shouldn't it be normal for the operating theater to have laminar flow? But when he thought about it, it was not easy to have a laminar flow operating theater in a small town like this.

When he entered the operating room, the tracheal tube had just been inserted. The anesthetist was adjusting the ventilator's parameters with a book by his hand.

Zheng Ren's heart turned cold when he saw this.

Director Wang had been paying attention to Zheng Ren's expression. He quickly explained,""We can't perform general anesthesia for children here. If there are similar patients, let them go to the provincial Hospital."