Chapter 1362

Zhao Yunlong is very self-conscious and has no idea of the snatcher.

Although he is known as the strongest inpatient general manager of 912 and has enough qualifications to lead the group three years later, Zhao Yunlong knows how good boss Zheng's operation is.

The patient is really unlikely to take it down by himself, at most 40%.

The second-line Professor Zhang, whose academic level is higher than the actual operation level, is almost impossible to take down this operation.

He is the kind of person who knows.

After all, people's energy is limited. Even if they face only one branch of discipline, it is difficult to understand without exhausting their life.

As for the simple and honest president Zheng opposite, it is a special case.

Even President Zheng only had surgery and threw academic problems to Su Yun. They cooperated tacitly.

Seeing that he had begun to drift away, Professor Zhang went to find two masks and put them on.

The three-layer sterile mask can also smell the thick and strong smell. As if the black and yellow pus were under the nose, breathe slightly, and the smell of mustard rushed directly from the nose to the forehead.

After taking a look at the operation area, Professor Zhang felt a sense of joy.

I still have a high standard. I had expected the situation inside and didn't want to drive anything.

The whole mediastinum is sticky and messy. The visceral pleura has been eroded and leaked. The lung repair will be done later.

This is a small thing

On one side of the aorta, the thick pus moss didn't dare to clean up at all, and a sticky pile stood on the aortic wall.

With the beating of the heart, purulent moss flickered up and down, indicating that the aortic wall was very thin and gave off that stench.

Professor Zhang glanced proudly at Zheng Ren on the operating table.

Suffer will at present if you do not listen to the old man's advice,

Even if you repair the lung and clean up the pus cavity, what about the aorta?

That's it?

The operation is the same as not doing it!

Don't think it's okay with a layer of aortic stent.

He gloated at the thought.

Can everything be all right with the medical office? Bullshit!

Young man, if you go smoothly, you think you can go to heaven. Look, don't you have to fall?!

He looked at the operation area. Only a small scissors less than 5cm long pointed at the pus moss adhered to the aortic wall. As soon as his hand "slipped", the pus moss about 3cm was cut off.

"Slow down!" Professor Zhang shouted in a deep voice right behind him.

"Ah?" Zheng Ren was stunned and looked up at Professor Zhang. "Professor Zhang, what's the matter? What, slow down?"

"Operation, slow down. I don't know what's going on next." Professor Zhang felt his heart pounding.

At that moment, he subconsciously wanted to take a step back.

In his imagination, the aorta was expected to break, followed by a shower of blood.

But none of this happened.

"Oh, it's okay." Zheng Ren lowered his head again, looked at the operation area with a microscope and continued the operation.

Scissors and hemostatic forceps are very small. They are not held, but touched.

Even so, he still moves quickly. Professor Zhang was dazzled by the small pliers and scissors flying up and down.

He knows that not how fast he moves, every rhythm is made. But the equipment is too small. I haven't worn fancy glasses yet

Really, just kindly reminded him, why didn't he appreciate it?

Sneak out 3cm at once. What if you break the aorta? He was lucky just now. He won't have such good luck next.

Zhao Yunlong can't keep up with Zheng Ren's rhythm, especially when entering the stage of microsurgery, Su Yun gradually takes over the work of an assistant.

The operation was difficult. A layer of pus moss was stripped from the aortic wall, and the muscular layer of the aorta could be seen faintly.

Professor Zhang became more and more frightened.

If it's a neurosurgical operation, even with a microscope. Thoracic surgery, when he first started working, was famous for its boldness.

Whether it's incision, surgical field, instrument or anything else.

It would be tiring to peel off like this, Professor Zhang guessed.

Suddenly, Professor Zhang saw that there seemed to be a misoperation of the hemostatic forceps, clamping the muscular layer of the aorta

"Slow down!" Professor Zhang said subconsciously.

"Not fast." This time Zheng Ren didn't even lift his head and said directly, "do it step by step. You can't worry about the operation."

Professor Zhang wiped his eyes. It turned out that there was a small piece of pus moss left, which was clamped away by Zheng Ren from the exposed outer wall of the blood vessel with hemostatic pliers.

I'm so confident. I'm still young and have good eyes. If you twist it with your fingers, you will feel strong.

"Lao Zhang, are you turning into a slow man?" Lao he smiled and said.

"..." Professor Zhang burst into tears. He didn't know whether he was smoked or what.

He couldn't speak any more. Looking at it honestly, Professor Zhang thought in his heart.

He is good at lecturing. What he usually says most is textbook operation.

Now he suddenly had an idea in his mind that the operation in front of him was a textbook operation.

can't! Absolutely impossible!

Professor Zhang "corrected" the wrong idea in his heart and blinked his glasses to make himself see more clearly.

"Zheng Zong, the separation here is a little fast." Seeing the blunt scissors in Zheng Ren's hand, Zhao Yunlong did not hesitate to open his mouth and said with worry.

"Fortunately, the hardness of the following tissue on CT is enough." Zheng Ren knocked Zhao Yunlong's hemostatic forceps. "Keep up with the forceps and try to be less powerful. By the way, is there an artificial blood vessel?"

"Er..." Zhao Yunlong had a bad feeling in his heart.

This section of aorta is like a section of water pipe, which is corroded by strong acid juice and is about to rot.

If it is a water pipe, the best way is to replace it with a new one, that is, an artificial blood vessel. But this is a human aorta. After all, it doesn't mean to change it.

If the blood vessel is replaced, the surgical difficulty grade is directly from Grade A to grade s.

In that case, you might as well do the operation with Su Yun. The reason why Zheng Ren came to the stent was that Zhao Yunlong wanted to try not to replace the artificial blood vessel.

"Ready... President Zheng, do you want to change?" Zhao Yunlong asked.

"Be prepared first. There may be problems with the following dissociation. Once something happens, block it directly and change the blood vessel."

"Cardiopulmonary bypass is not ready..."

"It won't make much difference if you finish it in two minutes. Su Yun, you and Lao Zhao will be responsible for the anastomosis of the upper blood vessels, and I'll do the anastomosis of the lower blood vessels."

"Boss, why are you the same as telling the future?" Su Yun's sterile clothes are brand-new and out of place on the operating table.

"The worst plan, or to do." Zheng Ren continued to dissociate.

When Professor Zhang listened to several people on the operating table, his spirit was immediately refreshed.

When the operation reached the most difficult position, it should be... At this time, he could not judge what steps the operation had taken.

This is an unconventional operation. Although each step is classic and standard like a textbook, he still can't understand it.