After seeing off the master, Zhang Fan said to the two senior brothers: "Brother, you should also go down and rest, and talk to the patient's family about the post-operative treatment and care."
"Uh!" Old Zhou looked at Old Tang. "This..." Lao Zhou was speechless.
"Okay, junior brother, let us show our faces, let's go. Anyway, the pain in my thighs is almost unbearable! I'm hungry and tired, I want to eat a roast lamb! Even if it's not fat, it won't work." Old Tang was even more generous. a little.
Zhou Yihong and Zhang Fan have a closer relationship and think more. For example, they went to a rich country with their junior brother, and after returning, they changed into a luxury car openly. When the princes in their own hospital rebelled, it was his junior brother who took him with him. People came and killed the princes.
Therefore, sometimes, he was not as free and easy as Old Tang in front of Zhang Fan.
What Old Tang said was right, in fact, the root of his thigh was almost broken. In this world, there are too many people who are good at carrying. Whether they have corrected the children's hunchback or created a bunch of children with spinal deviations, no one can tell now, because money has stood up and spoken.
There are also diapers. When these products were very popular, they were not actually used by children. They were used by astronauts because they are highly absorbent and highly wear-resistant. As for children, their immature skin is actually not suitable for use.
The urinal pads that the elderly in China insist on using are troublesome. Although troublesome, they have high permeability and are the least irritating to the skin.
Let’s not talk about children, let’s talk about doctors. After doctors use diapers for more than ten hours, even if they move less, the friction of the diapers will cause the inner thigh skin to become red and swollen, and then it will be licked by urine. Urine must be alkaline. Otherwise it's acidic.
It can be said that it is inherently corrosive. Dandan, who had been soaking for dozens of hours, was shivering in the corner, with wrinkles on his face from sadness!
Although Mr. Wu and Mr. Lu staggered a little when they walked, they at least walked with a normal pace. However, Lao Tang and Lao Zhou walked with crab steps after getting off the operating table. People who don't know would also say that they saw their eldest brother patrolling the streets. !
The sour taste in this, whoever tries it will know, so even if the baby can't talk, if he can talk, he will jump up and curse even if he has a pacifier in his mouth!
The two of us were chasing each other back then, and even if they didn't work together, there was still sparks in their eyes from afar! Now, I can no longer fight, and the back wave is coming. Especially for people who have been pursuing the top all their lives, they suddenly find that they have no chance to reach the top. It is actually quite cruel.
Because, in their careers, they have almost reached a threshold that they cannot overcome. Even though this threshold is their own junior brother, do they regret helping? No, I don’t regret it at all, but I definitely feel disappointed in my heart.
In fact, there are such big bosses in all walks of life, allowing latecomers to step on their shoulders and climb to higher places, while they slowly disappear into the rolling dust of the world.
The two competitors back then were holding their legs together and helping each other to walk out. The light from the edge of the shadowless lamp finally faintly illuminated their figures. The shrinking shadows were like their state of mind, as if they were getting older and shrinking. .
However, no one laughed at them. A group of doctors, a group of masters, and a group of young doctors at the door gently moved out of the way. They gently turned their heads and looked at the backs of the two teachers, with admiration in their eyes!
"Brothers, they are guests. We are not polite. Zhao Yuan, we will have to stand there for a while."
Zhang Fan smiled and said softly to Old Zhao.
"It's okay! I can stand one more night." Old Zhao shook his head indifferently.
Lao Zhao said that he could fight for one more night, which made the doctors around him gnashing their teeth. Damn, why does your prostate work so well? Don't you just sting?
Zhang Fan seemed to know what they were thinking. He turned around and said to the doctor who had helped him during the operation: "Are you interested in tying knots for me? I can sew very fast. I don't know your knotting skills." How about it?"
Although he said this, the doctor immediately started to get dressed! Just kidding, there is definitely a difference between being on stage and not being on stage, let alone an operation of this level.
Everyone looked at the doctor with envy, but the one who hesitated at first and didn't come forward was so jealous that his teeth were broken. If there weren't so many people, he would have wanted to slap himself twice, "I'm actually better than him. Hey! Life, this is all life!"
Then, there is another position. Although it is in the late stage of the operation, Zhang Fan has grown up now. Anyway, it is just a retractor position. Zhang Fan follows the principle of whoever pays more will get the job. As for technology, as for fairness, unfair.
Sorry, I am not a minister. This matter is not my responsibility. I can only deal with the problem of Tea Su Hospital.
"Professor Yang Yongcun, I heard that you are very good at cleaning lymph nodes. Are you interested in helping? If you are not tired, can you come on stage and help me?"
"Yes, that's great!" When Lao Yang heard this, he was immediately surprised. This changed from the soy-based fourth assistant to the jealous third assistant, but it was so different for him. He could directly give it to his superiors. Others say that I have undergone this level of surgery!
Experts deceiving lay leaders in technical aspects, shouldn't it be the same as smart people deceiving fools?
Moreover, this distant junior fellow student is so good at talking. With these words, my dean finally has hope.
After I go back, I will try to find a way to get some scientific research funds for my junior brother. His classmate is absolutely right. This guy is just simple and rude, and he can do it just by giving him money!
Zhang Fan looked at the four assistants around him who were eager to try. They didn't dare to call them by their abbreviations, but called them by their first names, fearing what would happen if someone with the same surname got into a fight.
Just like after midnight at the Spring Festival Gala, although it has become garbage time, if you want to get on top, let them fight, your head will be broken.
After the tumor was removed, all that was left was to eat ice cream.
Clean up the lymph!
Zhang Fan picked up the curette and began to clean the lymph near the liver.
If complete tumor removal can save lives, then clean lymphatic dissection is to prevent the recurrence of cancer.
Lymph in the body is like sesame seeds scattered in the abdominal cavity, gathered together in pinches.
Moreover, when ordinary people are fine, when taking a bath, don’t focus on the key parts and rub them vigorously. If you are fine, just touch the hollows above your collarbone, touch your armpits, and touch yourself. neck, the lesbian touches her breasts. Saying something nice can sometimes save lives. If you feel a pimple, seek medical attention as soon as possible. It might just be a minor illness!
According to the conventional touch sensitivity of ordinary people's fingers, it is about 1 cm. This size is still treatable.
This kind of removal is relatively not difficult, but it is trivial, just like eating sesame seeds on the table quickly. Anyone with some experience knows that you have to stick out your wet tongue to lick it.
Even so, there were some sesame seeds left on the table. As you can imagine, surgical cleaning is actually quite troublesome. So when making it, you really need to have the mentality of a parent controlling the child who doesn't eat ice cream, and then the child suddenly encounters a strawberry ice cream.
I’m sure I can’t wait to eat even the paper shell dipped in butter.
Use the curette, click, click, and the scraping will be clean. Really, it is mixed with fat, blood, mucous membranes and dots of lymph. It is really like ice cream that is melting quickly and is made of fresh strawberries. , absolutely no exaggeration.
Next to the abdominal artery, Zhang Fan's speed was still the same. The curette went up and down quickly, cleaning it one by one. Although the curette is considered a blunt instrument among instruments, the strength of this speed is still very hard in front of the blood vessels. It will break when you poke it.
However, Zhang Fan did not slow down at all.
Yang Yongcun pulled the hook and looked at Zhang Fan's technique. His mouth was slightly open under the mask. He really wanted to ask, are you in urgent need of urination, or did you not see this artery? Doesn't the artery have a card? Do you look down on other people's arteries too much?
To be honest, at this time, after the large tumor was removed, the remaining things were like little brothers in front of Zhang Fan, and they could be hung up and beaten.
two hours
four hours.
Finally, the girl who originally came in with a big belly, with a sallow face and eyes like a little girl from the golden retriever country, finally had a smaller belly. Although there was a long suture incision, she had a future. After she recovered, She can laugh, jump, and run under the blue sky like other children.
She no longer has to take handfuls of medicine, she no longer has to make her parents cry secretly, and she no longer has to have other children’s parents tell her she has hepatitis and not to play with her. She could say she was reborn!
After nearly 20 hours of surgery, Zhang Fan's upper body was still as flexible as ever, and he was able to perform the surgery with dexterity.
However, his lower body, especially his lower limbs, had no feeling at this time. The legs seemed to have resigned themselves to their fate.
From rebelling, to waiting for death, now there is no feedback at all.
After Zhang Fan finished the operation, he wanted to get off the operating table. Well, his legs seemed to say contemptuously, "Now that I'm reminded of me, I can't move!"
My legs were numb, as if they were stuck on the operating table. When I tried to lift my legs, I felt a strong numbness, numbness and pain, which was transmitted to my brain from the soles of my feet like an electric shock, and my eyes quickly turned black with numbness.
Zhang Fan grasped the operating table with both hands, "After going down, the urine output, blood pressure, and liver function within 24 hours must be monitored by the doctor personally at the bedside."
"Okay!" The director of the ICU was waiting beside the operating table.
After speaking, Zhang Fan glanced at Ma Yichen.
Ma Yichen didn't react, "Master, do you want me to go to ICU?"
Huang from the ICU is not happy! I looked at Ma Yichen with my eyes. You look down on our ICU.
Just as he was about to speak, Zhang Fan got angry and said, "Where is your usual look in your eyes? Didn't you see me? You can't stand anymore. Help me!"
Zhang Fan really gritted his teeth and lowered his voice while roaring.
"Oh! Oh! Oh!" Ma Yichen reacted.
He quickly stepped forward to support Zhang Fan. Zhang Fan finally rested his weight on Ma Yichen.
The sudden movement made his whole body feel weak, and his head felt a little dizzy. He knew it was a bit hypoglycemic.
To be honest, I don’t even dare to think about how a strong man endured such a low sugar condition. Ordinary people starve for two meals, dig out their heart and lungs, and suffer from stomach acid, but he still has to concentrate on the operation. Really, it's so difficult.
"Bayin, give me some gum!"
Xiao Bayin neatly opened a bottle of high sugar for Zhang Fan. Surgical nurses, four people have already taken turns. Bayin came again after a nap.
Zhang Fan took the glucose and held it in his hand. Suddenly his hand was shaking like a chicken, like Parkinson's disease, and the other hand was so soft that he couldn't even tear off the mask.
After the operation, he suddenly felt as if all his strength had been drained away.
Weak and powerless.
The head nurse realized something was wrong, ran over quickly, grabbed Zhang Fan's other arm, and tore off Zhang Fan's mask.
Looking at Zhang Fan's chapped lips and his shaking hands holding glucose, the head nurse suddenly felt sad and wanted to cry.
Really, it had been a long time since the shrewd head nurse had red eyes, and at this time, she really felt a little distressed.
"I'll feed you, Zhang Yuan. Slow down and drink slowly. There's still plenty, enough for you to drink." There was a hint of crying in his voice!
