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1123 Young man who forgets his roots (Leader's jacket sauce 2)

After getting on the operating table, Zheng Ren asked, "Does the patient have other medical history before the operation?"

"Have a history of hypertension for 3 years, no diabetes or coronary heart disease.Have a history of smoking for 20 years, every day..."

"Oh, there is no need to be so detailed. What about the details? For example, trauma or something, have you asked?" Zheng Ren asked.

This sentence was Zheng Ren's second time asking, and he was afraid that the hospital would say something casually before he ignored this key issue.

If Zheng Ren hadn't seen such heavy adhesion in the abdominal cavity, he wouldn't have asked in detail repeatedly.

The answer obtained was no, and the patient did not say that he had a major trauma history or other surgery history.

Zheng Ren nodded and stared at the sect area in a daze.

Director Sun smiled and asked, "Boss Zheng, what are you thinking? I have always dreamed about you having surgery recently, and I can see it with my own eyes today."

"No, I'll think about how to do the surgery. When Yiren comes up, there will be surgical instruments." Zheng Ren said.

"..." Director Sun was speechless.

"..." Mr. Wang was speechless.

Boss Zheng did the surgery well, but the shelf was getting bigger and bigger. Specialized equipment and nurses were not enough, so they also needed specialized surgical equipment?

Director Sun's mouth was opened under his sterile mask, and he tried hard to breathe the air like a fish thrown on the shore.

Generally speaking, if the director of the surgery department wants to perform some difficult operations, hello to the head nurse in the operating room in advance and find a special equipment nurse to provide the table.

But this requires greeting first, and the head nurse in the operating room may not agree.

If you need special equipment, take it with you and let the nurses disinfect it. This is not a big deal.

But what Boss Zheng meant was that the entire surgical instrument should be replaced with his own exclusive one?

This is a bit too much.

Director Sun felt a little uncomfortable. Zheng Ren was a kid in the opposite ward last year and was still a young doctor and couldn't even get a slightly older surgery.

But it’s different if carp leaps over the dragon gate.

I came back for surgery this year and brought my own equipment and nurses not count, but I also had to bring my own set of surgical equipment. This is too much.

Do you really treat yourself as an expert? Although it is indeed in terms of technical level,... the surgical instruments of Haicheng First Hospital are so unbearable? You can't even do a single operation?

I really forgot your roots. Didn’t your surgery be practiced step by step with these surgical instruments?

Mr. Wang also felt a little over, smiled a little embarrassedly, and asked, "Boss Zheng, what kind of equipment is it?"

"A complete set of surgical instruments is very useful." Zheng Ren said: "The operation is quite difficult. After waiting, Yiren will arrive soon."

The instrument nurse is not as subtle as Director Sun and Mr. Wang. She smiled and said, "Mr. Zheng, after you go to 912, you are so arrogant. We have hired professors in the past, but we didn't see anyone bringing even the surgical instruments themselves."

"Hehe." Zheng Ren smiled.

The nurses in the operating room are generally arrogant and enthusiastic. If it is not necessary, Zheng Ren doesn't want to provoke these hot girls.

It would be great that Su Yun would come back. Once this happens, Zheng Ren will miss Su Yun very much.

If Su Yun was there, these young nurses would probably be well-behaved, so they wouldn't speak strangely.

Brother Yun was shouting.

Zheng Ren expressed his regret, but he was not busy doing nothing on the operating table. That would be too hatred.

"Director Sun, I'll take a look at the preoperative CT."

"Um."

Director Sun immediately asked the hospitalized officer to insert the CT scan into the phish-reading device in the operating room. Zheng Ren clamped his hands under his armpits and began reading the video.

I was still a little careless. I should have watched this before I went on stage. Zheng Ren looked at the movie and thought to himself. Is it because he has expanded himself after reaching the peak level of interventional surgery?

This is not good.

Zheng Ren secretly warned himself that he must not be careless.

From the film, there is indeed a substantial placeholding image in the stomach, but after Zheng Ren reconstructing it, there is no blood flow inside.

Simply put, the possibility of this placeholder lesion being a tumor is not high.

There were mistakes in preoperative diagnosis. But Zheng Ren felt that there was no need to say this. Accuse Director Sun of the diagnosis on the operating table was a direct slap in the face. How much hatred is needed and how much hatred can he do this.

But Director Sun's responsibility for this mistake is not very big. Such a large placeholder can be seen no matter how it is a tumor. If it weren't for reconstructing it myself, it wouldn't be able to tell it.

But not a tumor, what exactly is it?

Zheng Ren also became curious. The patient's condition became more and more interesting. As long as it was not cancer, the patient's family was probably grateful after the operation, so there was no particularly stress.

"Director Sun." Zheng Ren asked, "It's going to be frozen."

"I want it." Director Sun said: "Mr. Zheng, what do you think it is?"

"Look at it after finishing it." Zheng Ren said: "You are right in your judgment, there is little possibility of cancer."

Director Sun was sweating profusely. Did he make a judgment right? If it was right, he wouldn't have found someone to come to see him. However, Mr. Zheng said this to give him face, and he knew it clearly.

As she said that, Xie Yiren walked up with a sterile bag.

If the surgical box is disinfected, it will be like a surgical pack disinfection, and there must be two layers of isolated bags on the outside.

The dark green sterile bag is square and looks particularly weird.

"Sister Liu, I'm here."

"Yiren, come and get the table, I'll go and take a break." The instrument nurse had no objection to Xie Yiren, and smiled and took the surgical instrument that opened the sterile skin and placed it on the instrument table.

The original equipment was not put away, but was neatly placed aside.

She was very curious, looked at Zheng Ren and asked, "Mr. Zheng, can you open it and see?"

"Open it and prepare for the operation." Zheng Ren then asked: "Yiren, are you wearing the surgical blade?"

"Take it, let's play on the stage."

Even the surgical blades are provided by themselves? Everyone in the operating room except Zheng Ren and Xie Yiren were silent.

A blade tear opens the sterile packaging and hits it on the operating table. Xie Yiren immediately goes to brush his hands.

The instrument nurse carefully opened the dark green sterile bag, and a silver-white box appeared in front of her.

The box is not sealed and has been designed according to the requirements of the operating room disinfection. It just looks clever and not annoying, but it looks particularly artistic.

"Boss Zheng, this box is worth a little money." The equipment nurse asked.

"I don't know what someone gave it to you." Zheng Ren said honestly.

The silver-white box shines with the light of future technology under the operating room light, which makes people look a little dizzy. The equipment carefully opened the surgical box, and several interlayers slowly stretched out, which was particularly technological.

Rows of knife handles, hemostasis pliers, and hooks are arranged one by one, like weapons waiting for soldiers to pick them up and rush to the battlefield.
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