Chapter 648

The patient lay quietly on the flat bed, pale and frightening. All the testing equipment sounded the alarm. However, Dr. Dudley seems to have been used to it for a long time. With a slight slide of his finger, the operator behind him immediately stops all the alarms and turns them into background sounds.

Chen Qun sees this small detail in his eyes and believes that his judgment is correct. This "evil doctor" often does human experiments, or uses patients as test objects, to verify his new treatment. Otherwise, how could these medical assistants be so skilled?

This kind of tacit cooperation is very clear to Chen Qun. In order to rescue the patient who was seriously injured, Dr. Dudley played his card to rescue him.

At this time, Chen Qun was more aware that no matter what Dr. Dudley thought, even if the patient was transformed into hawk or wolverine, as long as people can survive, he will support unconditionally.

The operation itself is to cure the disease and save people, and to save more injuries with more injuries. There is no right or wrong. If there is, the operation is absolutely right.

As for how to use surgery, that's a matter of human nature, which has nothing to do with medical ethics.

This problem belongs to the category of ethics and morality, and has no direct relationship with medicine.

The material basis determines the superstructure. As long as the human body can be cured, surgery is good surgery; If surgery can do less harm to patients and lead to better recovery, it is superior surgery and advanced surgery.

There is no time at this juncture for these trivial moral issues. Where is morality without human body?

"We only have four minutes! Even shorter, Chen Qun, you will preside over the open surgery, I will be responsible for the thorough exchange of blood for the patient, and his whole body structure will be thoroughly cleaned! "

Dr. Dudley issued an order that dozens of machines were running at the same time. The ordinary operating room simply could not place these equipment. What's more, how to put it and how not to affect each other all need a long time of standardized running in.

But in this room, which is about six times wider than other operating rooms, the closed setting of buried line is adopted, and all the instrument pipelines and various utensils that may cause accidents are placed in good order.

This is a place for long-term non-standard routine surgery.

Not to mention Chen Qun and Qi Hong, even Zhao Xue, a freshman majoring in nursing, can see that this is not so much an operating room as a laboratory. But Chen Qun didn't say anything. Of course, she was dumb.

"To start timing the cold ischemia state is not only in the state of dormancy of the body, but also the tissue composed of flesh and blood will die permanently after four hours. Although I have mixed the latest active agent with the substitute blood and infused it into the patient's body, there is no guarantee that things will get better. After all, we know almost nothing about this new gene drug. "

Dr. Dudley looked at Beitiao Yangling, who was Chen Qun's assistant. He was having an open stomach at a high speed. Two nurses were needed to help deliver the instruments to maintain their full operation. He also sighed to himself, knowing that his old friend Victor's judgment of the young man's strength was right.

Every time you think you have estimated his exact ability correctly, the next time you will find that your last data is not accurate at all.

It took him seventeen years to master the knife, just because the oblique arc opening on the abdomen was as close as possible to several bleeding points and avoided the maximum contact with the abdominal artery. Only he can guess the hard work.

This not only requires a lot of surgery to support, but also requires a detailed understanding of the situation, coupled with a keen mind, in order to accurately draw such an appropriate knife.

As for Sir Victor's surgical skills, he is better at all kinds of sutures. This is not his strong point, nor is it forced.

But now seeing a perfect palm with all kinds of basic skills in front of him, he feels that his lifelong ideal may be realized in Chen Qun's hands.

"Let's ask Dr. Jack's team to be responsible for the scheduled fracture of the left leg, and Dr. Smith's team to be responsible for the repair of the head and scapula. Miss Beitiao and I are responsible for the repair of the whole abdomen. Qi Hong and Zhou Lin are responsible for being my assistants and cooperating with me. I may do it very quickly, and the instruments are replaced more frequently. You should cooperate with Zhao Xue. "

Chen Qun, standing at the main position of the operating table, stood in the middle and gave the order calmly. As for Dr. Dudley, who was supposed to be in this position, to be responsible for the most important solvent repair and cleaning of all self secreted toxins in patients, his pressure was reduced a lot.

This time, he didn't use the system space for any practice. After all, this is a sudden operation. Many things can't deceive the two big experts who are proficient in medicine. They can only rely on their strength. Chen Qun thinks that with his medical skills at this time, he should be able to deal with this problem.After all, the system has made him practice countless times. It's just a simplified version of the system. It's simpler than any single model. If he can't finish it, he can buy a piece of tofu and crash it on the operating table.

"Well, here's the No.10 scalpel. Give me the electric scalpel!"

Hearing this, Qi Hong immediately handed him the electric cautery knife he had prepared. He knew that he was not going to use a tool to stop the bleeding, but to cut the tourniquet together. In the final analysis, it is to complete the operation as soon as possible, not to show off his skills.

Unlike all young people who like high technology, Chen Qun, who has the most advanced medical and surgical technology in the world, prefers the most primitive metal blade to any energy or magnetic knife. To paraphrase his original words, "the more high-tech things are, the easier they are to go wrong. Simplicity is the most lasting. "

Qi Hong even suspected that if he had any emergency operation in the restaurant one day, he would be able to carry out the operation for the patient with a pig knife.

The female school bully is aimlessly thinking about irrelevant content, but she hears Chen Qun's cry.

"OK, well, now you need to take your finger and use it. Use the longest middle finger to hold down the small artery as much as possible, so that it will not continue to deliver blood. Yes, that's it. A little bit toward the thumb, like a tourniquet to stop the blood flow at the distal end. "

Qi Hong was still hesitating, so Zhou Lin volunteered.

"I'm stronger. Let me press it, or she may not be able to press it. After all, girls have little strength. "

"No, it's best to leave a little space for a small amount of blood to escape. If you hold it all down, it will have a great impact on the liver. And the operation doesn't take that long! "

Chen Qun explained a few words in a hurry, then stopped and got busy quickly. Almost in a few words, his left hand in the patient's abdominal cavity, completed one-third of the liver lobe suture, and almost with the touch of one hand blind exercise.

Although Chen Qun didn't know why he became so powerful, he was so relaxed and happy to know that he felt at ease.