Zhang Fan also has his own style when it comes to surgical requirements.
Because his accuracy and hard work in the system have reached a certain level.
Therefore, ordinary surgeries often require the surgical field to be able to see no blood without seeing blood. It can be said that among several seniors, no one can perform a cleaner surgery than Zhang Fan.
In the words of master Zhou Hongyi: Zhang Fan has perverted requirements for the surgical field of vision! In fact, this was also the fault of the system. The surgical simulators given to Zhang Fan by the system were all bloodless in the surgical field.
Over time, when Zhang Fan performed surgery in reality, he felt that the operation here should be the same as in the system.
Of course, ordinary doctors can't do it, but Zhang Fan is different.
However, today's surgery, according to Zhang Fan's previous surgery style, was a mess of blood and flesh.
When the large intestine and small intestine were sutured and turned over, the blood was flying. Although it didn't look like rain, it could occasionally throw up one or two blood beads.
It's not that Zhang Fan didn't have time to stop the bleeding. It was really troublesome to glue the two ends of this thing together.
Take people as an example. There is no problem at all when a man and a woman kiss briefly, as long as they look at each other.
But even if there is a very close relationship between a man and a woman, if you ask a man to use a woman's toothbrush, or a woman to use a man's toothbrush, see if it works. The same is true for these organs.
Even though we are all comrades in the trenches, drinking from the same tube of blood, in fact, although the two parties are holding hands and flesh against flesh, once they cross the line, they must let the other side know how powerful they are.
Therefore, it was quite difficult for Zhang Fan to sew.
Just like tying a pocket, this stitching method is probably not well known to people in the city. Those who grew up in rural areas may understand.
After the grain is harvested every autumn, the sack made of linen is filled with grain, leaving only a small opening. Not only must it be tied tightly with a rope, but it must also be ensured that the opening cannot slip when moving.
If time is not considered, many people can do this kind of suturing. After more than ten years of attending surgery, I can sew beautiful and tight seams by hand.
It's definitely not the kind of condom that has a few holes deliberately inserted into it.
But if this kind of stitching can be done within three minutes, not even China, only the best in the world can do it.
This thing, sometimes this world is too cruel. The higher you get to the top, the more talent you have to pay attention to.
The high-speed operation made Zhao Jingjin sweat all over his head.
My wrists were starting to get sore from the knotting.
After many years, Lao Zhao finally experienced the pain in his wrist caused by the left and right spiral.
On the other hand, Xiao Zhao and Zhao Zipeng are not very tired. Anyway, as long as he stares at the knotted hands, he will leave his hands and Xiao Zhao will be done with a click. Don't cut to the intestinal wall or the end of the knot. That's it.
Just like the deadly golden scissors, they just click. Looking at Old Zhao's slightly trembling wrists, Xiao Zhao finally understood a sentence. There are really exhausted cows and fields that are not dry in this world. It’s so easy to clip!
One lap after another, it was like taking the Circle Line subway. There were not many thick tubes, so Zhang Fan really struggled.
Ligate, close, stop bleeding!
Zhao Yanfang held ice cubes in one hand and a warm water hot compress tape in the other, enjoying the two worlds of ice and fire. One eye was staring at the timer, and the other was staring at Zhang Fan's hands and Guan Guan. She also wanted to remind Zhang Fan at the right time. Fan.
To be honest, it was too difficult. Even if she followed her master, Old Songtou, to get a transplant, it wouldn't be so thrilling.
Moreover, this plan was proposed by her, so one can imagine the pressure on her heart.
His hands were cold, as if time was running out and his intestines had not yet closed.
With a warm hand, she felt a little more at ease when she saw that the color of the intestines was still pink and had not turned black into fungus.
One and a half minutes, "Halfway passed!"
Zhao Yanfang took a moment to look at Zhang Fan's expression.
She had no idea herself and wanted to see if she could see any information from Zhang Fan's face.
People are very strange, just like fortune telling. Many people often go to fortune telling with the answer in mind.
Then spend some money to get the other person to tell you something that is on your mind, but you don't want to admit it, as if you can confirm it if others say it.
But this time, Zhao Yanfang was really unsure. She just wanted to see Zhang Fan's expression to give herself some comfort.
As a result, Zhang Fan, who was wearing a mask, had no other emotion except for his bright eyes. It was as if he hadn't heard the time reminder. Not to mention his eyebrows, he didn't even move his eyebrows.
Zhao Yanfang wanted to remind him again, but looking at Zhang Fan's dark and shiny eyes, as if he wanted to eat someone, she stopped talking.
Beside the operating table, the instrument nurse Bayin was busy threading needles and threads. To be honest, this girl is usually carefree and careless.
But her skills in surgery are now almost as good as those of the head nurse in the operating room, and because the little girl is young, she even surpasses the head nurse in threading needles and threads with her hand speed and eyesight.
After all, the nursing profession, especially nurses in operating rooms, often reaches its peak in their twenties. Once they pass thirty-five, just like female celebrities, the road becomes narrower and narrower.
The circulating nurse and anesthetist stretched their necks and stood on tiptoes to look into the operating table. They wanted to see the results but were afraid of disturbing the doctor's operation. They were like an old man at a car show trying to bend down and pick up a BMW Benz. I want to see what color the chassis of this luxury car is, but I am also afraid that if I meet an acquaintance and say that I am not ashamed, I will evade it like a voyeur.
Zhang Fan, Zhao Jingjin, and Zhao Zipeng, the captain of Hu Ju, had no time to spare at this time.
This thing, there is no turning back from the beginning.
Even if there is not enough time now, can you still remove it without sewing it up?
Therefore, the great surgeon from ancient times once said something.
Before the scalpel cuts, the doctor is like the Duke's wife, a noble lady or even a queen.
But once the scalpel is pulled, if it succeeds, the queen can be the queen, but if it fails, she will become a slut, and God can't help it.
Therefore, now Zhang Fan and the others are running in the direction of becoming an emperor at one step and a slut at the other.
If you run fast, even if you walk out of the operating room with a shy belly, you can still be said to be a knife.
Running slowly...
Therefore, at this time, there was no time to spare. Zhang Fan wished that he could spread his fingers with both feet to hold the needle holder to sew.
Sewing, the inner layer of the intestine is easy to sew, and the outer layer is also easy to sew.
It’s just that the middle layer is different, because freezing causes the upper layer to shrink and the lower layer to stretch out.
The inner layer sets the tone, and the middle layer must follow the tone.
Often it either has some strengths or some shortcomings. It's like an apple bitten by someone with rotten teeth.
After two minutes, Zhang Fan finally sutured to the outermost layer.
This highly stressful surgery lasts three minutes and is definitely more tiring than ordinary surgeries.
For example, Zhang Fan could easily perform routine appendix surgery and gallbladder surgery for a whole day without even breaking a sweat.
But this kind of surgery can only be done once a day at most. If it happens too many times, regardless of whether it is successful or not, the person will be like a big rooster among a hundred hens, or the kind that is kept in captivity and cannot run away. The kind that falls off, the combs on the top of the head are all drooping.
Finally, while the long-legged minute hand was still hesitating in the middle, Zhang Fan's stitching was completed.
"Quick, remove the ice and revive!"
Zhao Yanfang was waiting for this sentence. After quickly removing the ice, she immediately took the warm saline and quickly poured the saline into the interface between the small intestine and the large intestine.
Then immediately, he grabbed both ends of the newly sutured ends with both hands, and started rubbing the suture opening on the frozen side of the small intestine.
Zhang Fan was so scared that his eyes almost exploded.
Normally, he would do this kind of work himself, but he didn't expect Zhao Yanfang to do it. He is really worried about other people.
This thing is just a small job. If it is not done well, the sutures will be split by rubbing and rubbing, and he will have no place to cry.
As a result, after Zhao Zhaoyanfang and instructor Zhao started to operate, Zhang Fan gradually felt relieved.
"Girls are more suitable for this job!" Old Zhao and Zhao Jingjin also took a breath and said to Zhang Fan.
Zhao Yanfang had no time to speak, but she glanced at Lao Zhao.
Lao Zhao was slightly embarrassed, as if he understood something, "I said it was the girls' hands that were gentle."
"Forehead!"
Zhao Zipeng and Zhang Fan didn't pay attention at first, but after this explanation, they both looked at Lao Zhao.
"No, I mean, Director Zhao is very skilled!"
Lao Zhao is like slapping himself in the mouth to keep you idle and talkative!
In fact, this reminder is very simple.
Just pick up the frozen intestine with both hands, lubricate it with warm saline, start from the proximal end, slowly knead and knead it, and rub towards the distal end with friction.
And not just once.
It has to be repeated many times. If the direction of the head is said to be in a high position and the feet are in a low position, the intestines of the lying Stan Rich are actually being rubbed up and down in Zhao Yanfang's hands.
Moreover, the most embarrassing thing for Lao Zhao is that because of the lubrication of warm salt water, there is a slight sound between the intestines and Zhao Yanfang's rubber gloves that makes women blush and makes men want to hear it.
This kind of sound is especially like when filling sausages while cooking at home, wearing plastic gloves to remove the air from the sausages.
Lao Zhao probably wants to be that way too!
Of course, he also hoped that Zhang Fan and Zhao Zipeng would think so.
After about ten minutes of invigoration, the temperature of the intestines finally came up, and the originally pale gray color slowly turned rosy.
Because of the skillful and gentle technique, there was no edema in the intestines, and because the blood vessels were unobstructed, the intestines were not congested or swollen. At present, it seems that the operation was successful in terms of blood vessels.
Because Zhang Fan had quarreled with Zhao Yanfang during the operation, Zhang Fan wanted to ease the relationship and said, "Yes, Director Zhao's techniques are quite powerful."
"Forehead!"
It was Lao Zhao and Zhao Zipeng's turn to look at Zhang Fan.
Zhao Yanfang ignored Zhang Fan.
Damn it, Zhang Fan feels that he will no longer praise others on the operating table.
"Enema, look at side leakage!"
Zhang Fan quickly said something to the traveling nurse.
The circulating nurse showed me a smile and came over with an enema as big as a pillow.
The enema bag is definitely slightly larger than an ordinary pillow, and this is either a child's pillow or a fat person's pillow.
Hang it on the infusion pole, then take out the infusion head, and the circulating nurse gets under the surgical cover under the patient's draping.
Because the operating table is sterile and cannot be opened, it cannot be higher than the surgeon's waist.
Therefore, the circulating nurse could only half-squat and then got under the drape.
The size of the towel is the same as a double bed sheet covering a single bed.
The traveling nurse got in, just like getting into the quilt.
Holding the infusion head, the circulating nurse said something.
"I fucked it!"
"Okay, insert it!"
Zhang Fan, Zhao Jingjin, and Zhao Yanfang each held a piece of gauze, as if they were using white paper towels to check for leaks and fill gaps. The three of them used gauze to surround the sutured ends.
Another nurse stood on tiptoe and grabbed the pillow-sized enema bag with both hands, squeezing it hard like a man squeezing steamed buns after three days of starvation.
Because the pressure is not enough, the enema liquid will come in too slowly if you don’t squeeze it.
As the enema liquid enters, the gas in the intestines first moves from the bottom to the top, gurgling!
It's like summer and dead water, gurgling.
The enema fluid finally passed through the large intestine and slowly flowed through the sutured ends.
Zhang Fan waited, but there seemed to be no leakage.
Then pick up another piece of clean gauze and gently wipe the broken end of the intestine.
Take a closer look, "It's done, there's no leakage at all!"
After saying this, Zhao Yanfang finally felt relieved.
The next surgery was much faster.
"What did you just say? What skills am I good at?" Zhao Yanfang looked at Zhang Fan who was closing the door.
"Uh, it's nothing!" Zhang Fan was a little embarrassed, and he cursed in his heart, "Did I say it alone? Old Zhao also said it, why the hell did you ask me alone!"
"I have some ideas about this Crohn's disease. You have to match me with people and funds. I want to set up an experimental project team. I've wiped your ass for you all. I am also a well-known medical practitioner after all. Is the doctor good?
It’s been a long time since I got my results! "
"Uh!" Zhang Fan not only cursed in his heart this time, but also showed reluctance on his face.
Can't this person be more honest when dealing with others? It's a virtue passed down from ancient times to the present in China.
A person with such a high degree of education has really studied hard and knows how to pick the right time to make requests.
It’s okay if Zhang Fan doesn’t agree.
"How much money does it cost? It can't be too much, let alone the number of people. If you want more of just a few Ph.D.s, other projects will have to stop."
"Starting at five million, the more the merrier. I will find the people myself! But there must be one dedicated to me in the laboratory!"
Zhang Fan almost cried.
This is so cruel.
Several laboratories were used in rotation by several other project teams, so she just opened her mouth and asked for an exclusive one.
Zhang Fan always wanted to say: "You are so beautiful."
"Money is still negotiable, it's for laboratory use only, but absolutely not, not even if you kill me!"
Zhang Fan refused without hesitation. Damn, put your nose on your face.
"Okay, just five million! I'm in charge of the laboratory anyway!"
"Uh! Let me tell you, let's be honest in the future, okay?"
"Is that okay? Aren't we still honest?"
Zhao Yanfang looked at Zhang Fan innocently!
