Chapter 1124

"Boss Zheng, is this surgical instrument?" Mr. Wang asked in amazement.

He thought Zheng Ren was playing cool, but he didn't expect others to be really cool.

These instruments are so beautiful and precise. As long as doctors with certain surgical experience can see that they must be privately customized surgical instruments, which must be especially handy.

Director Sun looked silly. As soon as these instruments were matched, he knew they were the kind of expensive ones. He didn't even dare to think about them.

With Zheng Ren's income, he can't afford this kind of equipment. It's given by others.

"Zheng Zong, which manufacturer is so generous." Director Sun swallowed his mouth and asked.

He thought it was sent by the manufacturer. If he had the opportunity to meet the sales of this manufacturer, he wanted a set of this surgical instrument for everything he said.

Let's not say whether it's easy to use or not. It's a symbol of identity to be able to take the surgical instruments on stage like President Zheng.

But city people can really play!

Tut Tut, President Zheng went to the imperial capital and failed to learn.

President Zheng, who used to be so honest and honest, now learns to pretend to be forced. That's what I said, but I'm really greedy.

"Not from the manufacturer." Zheng Ren saw that Xie Yi finished brushing his hands, put on his clothes and went on stage. As soon as he reached out, he clapped hemostatic pliers and blunt scissors in his hand and replied, "it was given to me by Dr. Charles when he went to the Mayo Clinic a few days ago."

"Mayo Clinic?"

"Dr. Charles?"

Director Sun and President Wang have different concerns.

Director Sun was stunned. Only then did he find out what the focus was. Dr. Charles mentioned by President Zheng... Sounds strange. Who is that?

He glanced at President Wang with inquiring eyes.

"Charles Moore, once known as the strongest surgeon in the world, later engaged in basic research and won the Nobel Prize in biology and medicine for his nucleic acid project." Mr. Wang said.

Director Sun was dumbfounded.

Nobel Prize winners are so far away from themselves, like the distance between heaven and earth.

"Boss Zheng, awesome." President Wang said softly.

"Operation, pay attention to the operation field." Zheng Ren ordered the hook in President Wang's hand and whispered.

President Wang returned to his senses, holding a light retractor in his hand to expose Zheng Ren's art field.

Blunt scissors and hemostatic forceps simply and clearly perform blunt separation. The technique is not complex, or even slightly simple.

It seems that the abdominal cavity with serious adhesion and no normal anatomical structure can be found. Under the slightly simple hemostatic forceps and blunt scissors, it becomes clear little by little.

The ligation of blood vessels, the suture of the suture, clean and neat.

Mr. Wang has no mind to think about anything else. It's not enough to go all out to be an assistant to boss Zheng. There is only such an idea in his mind. It seems that only this set of surgical instruments can match boss Zheng.

Like some small blood vessels, ordinary hemostatic forceps are difficult to clamp. It needs to free a section of connective tissue before it can be exposed to achieve its purpose. The hemostatic forceps in Zheng Ren's hand extend directly into it. With a light clip, no matter how thin blood vessels are clamped.

Just... President Wang wondered why Zheng Ren didn't free the stomach wall, but moved up. When he saw that ten minutes later, the adhesion in the abdominal cavity was broken down and a broken gallbladder appeared in front of everyone, President Wang understood.

"Boss Zheng, is it gallbladder perforation and falling gallstone?" Mr. Wang asked.

"Probably." Zheng Ren did not continue to free the gallbladder area, but turned down and began to free the adhesion near the gastric wall and remove the tumor.

Director Sun didn't understand it at all. He had never seen such a situation and was forced directly.

As a doctor who has been engaged in clinical work for 20 or 30 years, he can't even understand it, which is a little too much. Director Sun felt his face a little red, and the light hook was as heavy as a thousand.

But in front of President Zheng, you're welcome too much. In the past, when President Zheng was still in the emergency department, he thought he was not counselled. Director Sun sighed and turned to be very happy.

Fortunately, he recognized it early. Liu Tianxing didn't have such good luck.

It is said that after Liu Tianxing's interventional surgery for liver cancer, the tumor has not been controlled and is developing rapidly. That's liver cancer, the king of cancer. It's estimated that Lao Liu won't last long.

Countless thoughts in director Sun's heart appeared like a lantern.

Zheng Zong really surprised himself too much. It seems that he hasn't seen him for a while and has changed

Just thinking, Dangdang's crisp voice interrupted director Sun's thoughts.

"Director Sun, please pull this side." Zheng Ren's voice came softly.

Er... I'm having an operation. Why are I distracted. Director Sun quickly observed the operation field. The original cluttered operation area is now clean, and the "tumor" of the gastric wall has initially seen the outline.

Zheng Ren made a gesture with the hemostatic forceps in his hand and motioned director Sun to pull here.

Director Sun was ashamed. If he couldn't pull the hook well, he could really retire.

He focused on pulling the hook and watching the operation, and the speed of the operation was a little faster.

After a few minutes, the "tumor" has basically been completely stripped out and presented in the operation field.

It's time to cut it off. Is it a big stomach cut or something else? Director Sun tried to put his thoughts into the performer.

But Zheng Ren's steady operation suddenly stopped.

He looked at the "tumor" on the stomach wall and seemed to hesitate.

"Boss Zheng?" President Wang asked.

"I suspect that the gallbladder is perforated and the stone falls on the stomach wall to form a package." Zheng Rendao.

This judgment is bold, but it is not impossible. Mr. Wang hesitated for a moment. He didn't interfere with Zheng Ren's thinking. He just looked at it silently.

Mr. Wang knows what Zheng Ren is thinking.

The condition has been basically clear, and the rest is judgment.

One of the surgical methods with the least damage to patients is to cut the wrapped tissue outside the gastric wall, take out the stones and send them for pathology.

But once the judgment is wrong, or the local tissue is repeatedly stimulated to become cancerous, such operation will lead to implant metastasis, resulting in uncontrollable tumor of the patient.

But if we do it according to the surgical method of gastric cancer resection and most of the stomach is removed, it is safe to explain to the patient's family members, but the patient's quality of life will be greatly affected.

The choice between these nuances is difficult to make.

President Wang still prefers the latter. After all, if you do so, the risk is the smallest.

Not only the medical risk, but also the risk borne by patients is much smaller.

Everything has its disadvantages. The choice of this technique may be a way that Wang can always think of to minimize the disadvantages and maximize the benefits.

Silence in the operating room, every minute, every second is so painful.

After nearly three minutes, Zheng Rencai made up his mind and said, "President Wang, I want to try free resection. Please pull the hook and pay attention not to pollute the operation area."

President Wang breathed a sigh of relief. No matter what decision, as long as someone makes it, that's good.