Su Yunxing rushed out, Zheng Ren smiled in his heart, the doctor of cardiothoracic surgery followed him to do general surgery and interventional surgery for a few months, it is really not easy.

In Haicheng First Hospital, I have also done cardiothoracic surgery, but it is only a handful.

It's really hard for him.

After changing his clothes, Zheng Ren walked into the operating room.

Director Chen stood at the door of the hybrid operating room and beckoned to Zheng Ren, and he walked over directly. Outside the operating room, there were dark green sterile gowns, and several tired doctors lay directly on them, curled up and asleep.

Here, there is no neatness and solemnity as before, and there is a little more fatigue and busyness.

But there is no way, I have energy potions, and now I am almost collapsing. And these doctors, they simply can't hold on. How is Su Yun? His body is good enough, but he can't hold it.

Zheng Ren carefully walked past the doctors who were resting in the corridor of the operating room, making the footsteps as small as possible so as not to disturb them.

As he passed by the third operating room, Zheng Ren glanced inside. Seeing that Su Yun had finished brushing his hands and was getting dressed. On the operating table, a doctor is operating.

Obviously, the doctor didn't expect someone to come over and set up a table for him, and he was ready to do the operation alone.

"Dr. Zheng, is the shelf from Medtronic, is it a habit to use it?" asked Director Chen.

"It's okay, it's good to have a shelf. Very simple abdominal aortic dissection, as long as it is a straight shelf. Zheng Ren said.

Director Chen did not ask to come to the stage this time, he had seen Zheng Ren do embolization surgery for severe pelvic fractures, and he knew the level of this left and right hand cross operation. Coming to power on your own will not help you at all.

The patient's surgical position has been set, Zheng Ren brushes his hands and disinfects, and Director Chen exits the operating room.

"Director Chen, patients who need amputation, send them up. Zheng Rendao.

Director Chen nodded and started calling. He didn't go by himself, and he was still more or less skeptical about Zheng Ren's diagnosis.

Although he convinced himself when he was in the ward that this was a special period and that imaging was also a kind of diagnosis, Director Chen was still worried and wanted to stay and have a look.

The airtight lead door closed, and Director Chen saw Zheng Ren start to do the puncture, and after more than ten seconds, the guidewire catheter had been placed in place.

This speed ...... This self-confidence...... Director Chen felt a little emotional.

The screen on the operating table lit up, just like Director Chen imagined, and the guidewire catheter was already in the abdominal aorta.

On the radiography, Director Chen saw traces of tears in the lining of the abdominal aorta, which was about 10cm in length!

In other words, if the diagnosis is slightly late, or even if you doubt the diagnosis and ask for a 64-slice CT scan of the blood vessels, it will lead to the death of the patient.

The diagnosis is correct and timely, and the treatment is appropriate, and the patient's life is likely to be saved.

Director Chen was very relieved and a little proud. In that case, how many people would dare to trust Dr. Cheng without reservation?

The contrast agent had not yet completely diffused, but as soon as the length of the abdominal aortic intimal tear was observed, Director Chen saw Zheng Ren start to follow the guidewire and go down the shelf.

This abdominal aortic dissection is countless times simpler than that of patients with thoracic aorta.

A thoracic aortic type 1 dissecting aneurysm with several branches, including the all-important branch of the large blood vessels in the neck, which supplies blood to the head.

These branches must not be occluded, otherwise the patient will die of cerebral ischemia before he or she is resigned.

Type 1 thoracic aortic dissection aneurysm, depending on the location, can be stent or surgical. For tears up to 10 cm, only surgery, aortic arch and nose replacement can be taken.

As for the abdominal aorta, it is enough to get out of the way of a few major branches.

Judging from the patient's imaging, this section happens to have no branches of large blood vessels.

A stent with membrane opens and rests on the wall of the blood vessel to compress the torn abdominal aorta. Zheng Ren put the catheter in again and cautiously made an image.

The abdominal aortic dissection disappears and blood flow is smooth.

The surgery went smoothly and was over in a few minutes. Director Chen knows that after the interventional surgery enters the clinic, the treatment is not the focus, but the focus is on diagnosis.

Aortic dissection, regardless of type, is characterized by a sinister character. Only timely diagnosis and appropriate treatment can save the patient's life.

It seemed that there was not much point in staying for him, and Director Chen began to call the doctor to urge the doctor to push the patient who needed amputation to come up.

When the pressure stops the bleeding is over, the next patient pushes it up.

Zheng Ren glanced at it and saw that Su Yun hadn't come out yet.

He knew that the operation time of thoracic surgery was relatively long, and at the end of the last century and the beginning of this century, before there was thoracoscopy and electrocautery, 500ml of blood was obtained from the open chest, which took 1 hour.

At that time, an esophageal cancer operation was basically a small day.

Su Yun's technique is fast, and he has corresponding high-value consumables, so it won't take so long to have esophageal cancer, but it can't be compared with his own side.

Zheng Ren was busy, and in the third operating room, Shao Hua, the resident director of the chest department, had changed from a passive surgeon to an assistant.

The doctor who came to help was silent, and his hands were full swing.

The patient was diagnosed with complex blast injury, severe traumatic wet lung, ruptured lung, and hemopneumothorax.

After opening his chest, sweat broke out on Shao Hua's forehead.

There were a lot of holes in the lungs, and if he hadn't estimated that both lungs were the same, he would have had the heart to have a lobectomy.

Little by little, I was looking for the cracks and stitching them one by one, when the assistant came on stage.

Shao Hua didn't have time to ask which department the doctor who came up to help him was, anyway, it was already good if someone helped him pull the hook.

But when this man came up, he didn't have the consciousness to pull the hook at all. As soon as he stretched out his hand, the instrument nurse with the table handed him the retractor, but he slapped the patient's leg directly.

He asked for a needle holder, a small needle and a fine thread, and began to stitch it up with Shao Hua.

Shao Hua was a little unhappy, as a person who came to help temporarily, couldn't he be a little forced in his heart?

However, in less than three minutes, Shao Hua knew that he was wrong.

The person who didn't force the number in his heart was not the strange doctor opposite, but himself.

When I sewed a crack myself, I sewed three or five on the opposite side. The needle and thread are extremely fast, but at the same time, they are very stable, and even the curvature is flawless, which is pleasing to the eye.

This is...... Shao Hua felt a little uncomfortable, but more curious, who was he?

After more than ten minutes of effort, dozens of small gaps in the upper and lower lobes of the left lung were all sutured. After pouring warm saline into the chest, the anesthesiologist begins to swell his lungs.

The door to the operating room opened, and a man rushed in.

"Fall asleep, fall asleep, Xiao Shao, what step have you achieved in surgery? The man said anxiously as he walked.

Without waiting for Shao Hua to react, the man walked behind him to take a look at the operation, and said in surprise: "Finished sewing?"

As he spoke, he raised his head and glanced at Su Yun.

"Are you...... Su ......"