The spleen is carefully pushed upward to expose the splenocolic ligament attached to the lower pole of the spleen, then cut and ligated...
Hold the spleen out of the incision, stuff it with a large gauze pad, clean the connective tissue, ligate and cut off the splenic artery and vein...
He motioned to the nurse to bring a sterile funnel, placed the cut spleen on top of it, and allowed the blood to flow into the blood storage bottle below: "It's over in a while, and transfuse the blood back."
After doing this, Fang Xiaoyue felt a little dizzy.
No way, this body has not had a good rest to begin with, plus the previous upgrade of Western medicine to level 3 in one go, it really had a big impact on my mind.
It would be okay if he was at the peak of his strength, but now, he is just an ordinary person, how can he not be tired.
"Can you do the rest?"
Fang Xiaoyue, who had upgraded Western medicine to Level 4, no longer needed to practice suturing his abdomen, so he naturally handed over the finishing touches to Director Yang.
After Director Yang nodded stupidly, he finally realized that he was the director of the second department of general surgery!
What does this brat mean?
Think of yourself as a little doctor?
If it were the former Director Yang, he would probably lose his temper at this time and even throw things.
But the problem is, not to mention Fang Xiaoyue's crushing of his biological level, the previous nearly perfect splenectomy surgery in his eyes was enough to wipe out all the resentment and anger of Director Yang.
No way, this is the reality in the hospital. Others have better skills than you, and they are not under your control. There is really nothing you can do to take advantage of them.
Although her head was a little dizzy, Fang Xiaoyue was still a little uneasy. She simply did not take a shower, but stayed by the operating table and watched Director Yang suture the abdomen.
And when Director Yang was suturing something that was not quite right, he subconsciously corrected and gave instructions.
Director Yang, who was once again under the influence of Se Li's inner feelings, could not muster the slightest courage to resist. He even felt like he was back in front of his former teacher. Every time he stitched, he was worried that he would not do it well and would be criticized by the other party.
During the final part of the operation, Director Yang was very frightened, while Chief Ren who was helping to pull the hook on the side also had trembling legs and did not dare to relax his hands at all. He was afraid that Jay would criticize him accidentally in this picture. On the head.
That would be a loss of face.
Anyway, the operation was finally over. While the nurse was busy counting the instruments, Fang Xiaoyue tore off the surgical clothes and ran to take a careful shower to clean away all the smelly sweat and dirt on her body.
After that, he changed out of his smelly trousers and put on a new pair of 9.93 pair of trousers. Then he went to the ward, looked at the patient, and told the attending doctor to notify him in time if anything happened.
The family members in the ward looked in a daze.
No matter what, Chief Ren looks much older than Fang Xiaoyue, but in front of Fang Xiaoyue, this Chief Ren is like a newcomer, nodding and bowing completely, not daring to shirk in the slightest.
Back in the lounge, Fang Xiaoyue looked at the time, it was already 3 o'clock in the morning.
Better get some sleep.
After lying down, due to being too tired, he fell asleep snoring loudly in a short time, so the second-line king chief who originally planned to come in and lie down for a while had to change to a rest room.
When Fang Xiaoyue woke up, it was already bright.
This also made him feel better. Obviously, after the splenectomy, there were no more problems in the emergency room.
After attending the handover, he hummed a tune, took off his white coat, walked out of the hospital gate, and started cooking at a noodle stall not far outside the door.
The noodle stall owner is a middle-aged man, wearing a white chef's uniform, which is quite appropriate for the occasion.
But he and Jay Zhang are also acquaintances.
Jay Zhang often goes to this noodle stall for breakfast.
"Boss, here are three bowls of wontons with lots of vegetables."
After eating the wontons, Fang Xiaoyue felt warm in her stomach. The powerful digestive function was rapidly digesting the food she ingested and converting it into energy and nutrients, constantly strengthening her body.
Obviously, after the Pig's Hum increased to level 5, the speed of eating to strengthen the body has accelerated.
After paying for the wontons, he originally planned to go back to the rental house, but before he could walk a hundred meters, his stomach began to growl again.
No way, for now, his body is just that of an ordinary person, but his digestion ability is extremely amazing.
In desperation, he could only turn around and walk into the supermarket next to him.
Pushing a shopping cart, I walked around the supermarket and bought some cheap junk food that was about to expire.
No way, Zhang Jielun is now a resident doctor, and his salary is not high in the first place. In addition, the conditions of county hospitals are average, so that the benefits and benefits are definitely better than those of unlisted hospitals.
Apart from anything else, Zhang Jielun's monthly salary is close to 4,000 to 5,000 yuan, and the monthly rent for water, electricity and internet costs more than 800 yuan, and he also has to send 1,500 yuan to his parents at home.
After all, his sister Zhang Xuemei is in high school and is about to take the college entrance examination. The family's financial situation is very tight, and he, the eldest son, needs support.
As a result, his monthly balance is only a little over 2,000. After excluding social contacts, food, clothes and other expenses, he can't save much after this month.
I remember that his bank card now only has more than 7,000 yuan.
As a young man who has worked for four or five years, this small amount of savings really makes people feel a little sad.
Therefore, when buying food, he can only hold back and buy it. Otherwise, if he overspends, his future life will be troublesome.
Carrying a large bag of cheap ham, instant noodles, expired compressed biscuits, milk, etc., Fang Xiaoyue left the supermarket, walked more than two hundred meters, and turned into a somewhat dilapidated alley.
There is an aluminum alloy sign standing in front of the alley: Liquidambar Street.
A very poetic street name.
But after entering, it is not as beautiful as imagined.
The maple trees planted on the street do not grow straight, but are a little tilted here and there, and their growth is not very good. This may have something to do with the buildings on both sides of the street blocking the light.
Some vegetable stalls had been set up, occupying a lot of the street. Fang Xiaoyue turned left and right and entered a yard. In the yard were two old-fashioned brick-concrete seven-story buildings.
In the past, only seven-story buildings could be built in the county, so no old-fashioned building in the past could exceed seven stories.
"Hello, Uncle Niu, hello, Uncle Huang, and hello, Uncle Qian."
While walking towards Unit 2 of Building 1, he nodded and said hello to the three uncles sitting in the yard enjoying the spring breeze.
The three uncles were sitting in a group, with a coffee table in the middle and a chess set on the coffee table. Uncle Niu and Uncle Huang were fighting fiercely. Uncle Qian was holding tea and interjecting words from time to time, which made the two uncles extremely disgusted. .
