Chapter 1226

After seeing off the master, Zhang Fan said to the two elder martial brothers, "elder martial brother, go down and have a rest. By the way, talk to the patient's family about postoperative treatment and escort."

"Well!" Lao Zhou looked at Lao Tang“ This...... "Lao Zhou couldn't speak.

"OK, younger martial brother, let's show our face. Let's go. Anyway, my thigh is almost painful! Hungry and tired, I'm going to eat a roast sheep! Not fat. " Old Tang is more forthright.

Zhou Yihong and Zhang fan are more closely connected and think more. For example, he went to the rich country with his younger martial brother. When he came back, he just changed a luxury car. When the princes rebelled in his hospital, his younger martial brother brought people to the door and turned them over.

So, sometimes, he doesn't feel free and easy in front of Zhang Fan.

Old Tang is right. In fact, his thigh root is about to break. In this world, there are too many human beings with good backs. Whether they have corrected the child's hunchback or created a pile of children with spinal deviation, no one can tell now, because money stood up and spoke.

And diapers. When it's hot, it's not for children. It's for astronauts because it has high absorption and wear resistance. And children, young skin, in fact, is not suitable for use.

The old Chinese people insist on using the urine cushion. This thing is troublesome. Although it is troublesome, it has high permeability and the least irritation to the skin.

Not to mention children, just doctors. Even if doctors walk less after using diapers for more than ten hours, the friction of diapers leads to redness and swelling on the inner side of thigh skin, and then they are licked by urine. Urine is either alkaline or acidic.

It can be said that it was originally corrosive. After soaking for dozens of hours, I was shivering and shrinking in the corner, and I was so sad that I had wrinkles on my face!

Although Mr. Wu and Mr. Lu stumbled a little when they left, they at least took a normal pace. When Lao Tang and Mr. Zhou got off the operating table, they just took a crab step. People who didn't know would say, look at big brother patrolling the street!

The sour and astringent taste here is really special. Who tries and knows, so that is, the child can't speak. If he can speak, he will jump up and swear with a pacifier!

In those years, the two caught up with each other. Even if they didn't work together, they looked at each other from a distance! Now, I can't fight, and the back wave is coming, especially those who pursue the peak all their life. They suddenly find that they will never have a chance to rush to the top again. In fact, it's quite cruel.

Because, in their career, they almost have a threshold that they can't rush past. Although this threshold is their own junior brother, do they regret helping? No, I don't regret it at all, but there is definitely some loss in my heart.

In fact, there are such big men in all walks of life, who let the latecomers step on their shoulders and climb to a higher place, while they slowly disappear in the world of mortals.

At that time, the two competitors pulled their legs and helped each other out. The light at the edge of the shadowless lamp finally faintly showed their shadow. The shrinking shadow was like their state of mind, as if they were getting old and shrinking.

However, no one laughed at them. At the door, a group of doctors, a group of masters and a group of young doctors gently stepped aside the channel, gently turned their heads and looked at the back of the two teachers with admiration in their eyes!

"Elder martial brothers, they are guests. We are welcome. Zhao Yuan, next, we have to stand for a while."

Zhang Fan smiled and said to Lao Zhao gently.

"It's all right! Can stand another night. " Lao Zhao shook his head indifferently.

Lao Zhao said he could fight another night, which made the doctors around him gnash their teeth. Your mother's prostate works so well. Don't you sting?

Zhang Fan seemed to know their hearts. He turned his head and said to the doctor who had helped him during the operation: "are you interested in knotting me? I sew very fast. I don't know how your knotting technology is?"

That said, the doctor started dressing directly! I'm kidding. There's definitely a difference between going on stage and not going on stage, not to mention this level of surgery.

Everyone looked at the doctor with envy, and the one who hesitated at the beginning. The jealous teeth were broken. If there were not many people, he would like to slap himself, "I'm actually better than him, alas! Life, it's all life! "

Then, there is another position. Although it is in the late stage of surgery, Zhang Fan has long grown up. Anyway, he is a hook position. Zhang Fan follows the principle of who pays more and who goes on. As for technology, it is fair or unfair.

Sorry, I'm not a minister. I don't care about this. I can only manage the tea vegetable hospital.

"Professor Yang Yongcun, I heard that you are very good at lymph node dissection. Are you interested in helping? If you're not tired, give me a hand on the stage? "

"Yes, too!" As soon as Lao Yang heard this, he was pleasantly surprised. It changed from four helpers for soy sauce to three helpers for vinegar, but it was so different for him. He could directly tell his superiors that I had been operated at this level!

Should experts fool layman leaders in technology, just as smart people cheat fools?

Moreover, the younger martial brother from afar is too weak to speak. With this sentence, Lao Tzu's dean finally has hope.

When I get back, I'll find a way to get some scientific research funds for my younger martial brother. What his classmates said is too right. This is simple and rough. You can pay for it!

Zhang Fan looked at the four helpers who were eager to try around. He didn't dare to call the abbreviation. He directly called his name and surname. He was deeply afraid of what to do if someone with the same surname fought.

Just like the Spring Festival Gala after 0:00, although it has become garbage time, those who want to go on should be let go, so that they can break their heads.

When the tumor is removed, the rest is ice cream.

Lymph node dissection!

Zhang Fan lifted the curette and began to clean the lymph near the liver.

If removing a complete tumor can save lives, then clean lymph node dissection is to prevent cancer recurrence.

The lymph in the body is like sesame seeds scattered in the abdominal cavity, gathered together in groups.

Moreover, when ordinary people are fine and take a bath, don't stare at the key parts and rub them. If you're fine, just touch the nest above your collarbone, touch your armpit, touch your neck, and lesbian touch your breast. Say something bad. Sometimes it can save lives. If you feel a pimple, get medical attention as soon as possible. Maybe it's a minor disease!

According to the routine, the touch sensitivity of ordinary people's fingers is about 1 cm. This size can still be treated.

Relatively speaking, this kind of removal is not difficult, but it is trivial. It's like how fast you can eat sesame on the table. People with some experience know that you have to lick it with your wet tongue.

Even so, there are sesame seeds left on the table. It can be imagined that the cleaning of the operation is actually very troublesome. So when doing it, we really need a child whose parents control not to eat ice cream, and then the child suddenly meets a strawberry ice cream.

You must want to eat even the paper shell stained with cream.

The curette, once, once, scrapes cleanly. Really, it is mixed with fat, blood, mucous membrane and dotted lymph on the curette. It is really like melting ice cream or fresh strawberries. It is absolutely no exaggeration.

On the side of the abdominal artery, Zhang Fan's speed is still the same. The curette sweeps up and down quickly. Although the curette is regarded as a blunt instrument in the instrument, the strength of this speed is still very hard in front of the blood vessels and will be broken when poked.

However, Zhang Fan did not slow down a little.

Yang Yongcun pulled the hook and looked at Zhang Fan's technique. The mouth under the mask was slightly open. He really wanted to ask, are you in a hurry to urinate, or do you not see the artery? Do people's arteries have no license? Do you look down on people's arteries too much?

To tell the truth, at this time, after the resection of the large tumor, the rest of the things in front of Zhang fan are his brother, hanging and playing.

Two hours

Four hours.

Finally, she came in with a big stomach, her face was waxy yellow, and her eyes were like little girls in the golden Mao country. At this time, her stomach was finally small. Although there was a long suture incision, she had a future. When she recovered, she could laugh, jump and run under the blue sky like other children.

No longer need to take a handful of medicine, no longer need to make parents cry secretly, no longer need to let other children's parents say she has hepatitis, don't play with her. She can say, reborn!

After nearly 20 hours of surgery, although Zhang Fan's upper body is still as flexible as ever, he is skillful enough to make the operation.

However, his lower body, especially his lower limbs, had no feeling at this time. Both legs seem to have accepted their fate.

From rebellion to waiting for death, I don't even have any feedback now.

After Zhang Fan's operation, he wants to get off the operating table. Well, his legs seem to despise him. Now he thinks of me. I can't move!

Numbness, two legs are like sticking to the operating table. Want to lift your legs, strong numbness, numbness to pain, like an electric shock, transmitted to the brain from the soles of your feet, and you are so fast blackened by numbness in front of you.

Zhang Fan grabbed the operating table with both hands, "after going down, the urine volume, blood pressure and liver function within 24 hours must be monitored by the doctor in front of the bed."

"Good!" The director of the ICU waited by the operating table himself.

With that, Zhang Fan glanced at Ma Yichen.

Ma Yichen didn't respond, "master, do you mean to let me go to ICU?"

Lao Huang in ICU is not happy! I looked at Ma Yichen with my eyes. You can't see our ICU too much.

Just as he was about to speak, Zhang Fan was angry. "What about your usual look? You can't stand without seeing me. Help me!"

Zhang Fan is really biting his teeth, lowering his voice and roaring.

"Oh! oh Oh! " Ma Yichen reacted.

Hurry up and hold Zhang Fan. Zhang Fan finally put his weight on Ma Yichen.

The sudden movement made his whole body soft and his head a little dizzy. He knows, it's a little hypoglycemic.

A strong man can endure low sugar. To tell the truth, he can't even think about it. Ordinary people starve for two meals, dig their hearts and lungs, and have acid in their stomach, but he has to concentrate on the operation. Really, it's too hard.

"Bayin, give me a sip of sugar!"

Xiao bayinlisuo opened a bottle of high sugar for Zhang Fan. Surgical nurse, four people have been rotated. Bayin had a sleep and came again.

Zhang Fan took the glucose and took it in his hand. Suddenly, his hand was like Parkinson's, shaking like a chicken. The other hand was soft and couldn't even tear off the mask.

After the operation, he suddenly felt as if all his strength had been evacuated.

weak and feeble.

The head nurse found something wrong, ran over quickly, grabbed Zhang Fan's other arm and tore off Zhang Fan's mask.

Looking at Zhang Fan's cracked lips and his shaking hands with glucose, the head nurse suddenly wanted to cry sadly.

Really, it's been a long time since the hot head nurse's eyes turned red, and at this time, she really feels a little distressed.

"I'll feed you, Zhang Yuan. Slow down and drink slowly. There's enough for you." There was a faint cry in the voice!