But Director Lin clearly helped Boss Zheng talk, and no matter what he said, he couldn't get through.

It’s not a deep hatred, who wants to offend someone from the Medical Department?

It’s nothing if you make enemies with the medical department and go out to run a flying knife, you will be stuck.

He was tactful and didn't say anything, but stood behind Zhao Yunlong, looked at the operation carefully, and found faults.

Not all doctors can do the surgery, but it is not easy to find faults.

If you have a problem, even if you say a few sarcastic words, you will be very happy.

Well, the incision is fine, but it would be a bit too much if you find fault here. The cut is not deep, so it is planned to use electric burning.

The electric scaling is good. During the skin opening process, the bleeding does not exceed 2ml, which is also considered good.

The mediastinum was opened, and Professor Zhang was squinting his eyes to watch the operation. Suddenly, a foul smell suddenly rushed out.

This smell was strong and heavy, like a stone, slamming Professor Zhang's face with a "bang".

Suddenly he felt his nose sore and tears were about to fall.

Everyone around who were watching the surgery took a step back at the same time.

Linger covered her nose, "This smell! Boss Zheng, are you opening your chest or opening your abdomen?"

"There is no way, some of the food residues enter the mediastinum from the esophagus and it has been fermented for half a month."

Zheng Ren didn't say it was good. As soon as he explained, Professor Zhang immediately thought of shui.

"Don't condom with the suction device." Zheng Ren said, then tapped Zhao Yunlong's wrist with hemostasis pliers, "Don't move, I'll do it."

Zhao Yunlong was stunned.

Is it difficult to absorb pus?

However, he had trust in Zheng Ren. This trust was based on wading through mountains and rivers, on exhausting ammunition and food, on the ruins, on the wounded one by one.

A squeaking sound kept ringing, and as soon as he heard this sound, Professor Zhang immediately became disgusted.

Without looking, you can feel that the pus in the mediastinum must have been sticky to a certain extent. Otherwise, the suction device would not make such a sound that it cannot be sucked.

The next step is to warm salt water.

The viscous liquid may block the suction.

"Warm salt water." Zheng Ren said in a muffled voice.

It is normal to wear a lot of masks, and it is a bit muffled.

Sure enough, just as Professor Zhang imagined, Zheng Ren finished speaking and a basin of warm salt water appeared at hand.

The suction was put in and it finally came out after a few seconds.

Professor Zhang habitually glanced at the pipe, and a ball of black and yellow sticky stuff was washed away with the warm salt water.

The smell was too big, and Professor Zhang almost stood in the corner of the operating room.

Let him show off his strength, and you will encounter such a disgusting operation when you go on stage! Professor Zhang felt a strange feeling of pleasure in his heart.

However, the few people on the operating table did not move at all. Can't they smell it? Professor Zhang was a little dazed.

"Boss Zheng, how many layers of masks did you wear today?" Lin Ge approached the operating table and looked at the operation, and suddenly found something abnormal.

"Hehe." Old He said with a smile: "Before the opening stage, Boss Zheng specifically reminded us to wear a few more layers. Boss Zheng seemed to have worn three layers, I have worn five layers, and I have used some men's perfume."

"Do you still want the sterility principle?" Professor Zhang muttered in a low voice in the corner.

"Lao Zhang, when you undergo surgery, you often smell the smell of men's perfume on you. What? What is it that Lao Zhang uses, so our anesthesiologists can't use it?" Lao He directly retorted.

Device nurses and anesthesiologists are the most accurate people who evaluate the level of the practitioner.

If you can't work, talk less, and no one will deliberately make things difficult for you.

After all, everyone has different talents, and the level they can achieve in the end is also different.

But if the surgery is not done and it is still a matter of things, that would be quite annoying.

Lao He is an anesthesiologist, and it is still very easy to argue with him if he is not under Professor Zhang.

Once upon a time, there was a director of orthopedics who had average level and had to go on stage after ten o'clock in the slow diagnosis surgery.

Every time he goes on stage, it’s really smoke. Whether it’s an anesthesiologist or a nurse, whoever meets him will say a few words to him.

Lao He has a gentle temper, but Professor Zhang beat the crowd with one sentence, and he even told him about himself and Boss Zheng.

What's the good thing you did in the surgery?!

"Aren't I wearing sterile clothes?" Professor Zhang said embarrassedly.

"I sprayed men's perfume on the mask, but I didn't spray the outermost layer." Old He said without thinking.

Professor Zhang stopped talking.

Lao He ignored him and said to Lin Ge: "Director Lin, I'll spray you with some perfume."

Linger wanted to refuse, but he was not used to the smell of men's perfume. But the smell was really bad, so he finally agreed.

Lao He took a look at the vital signs, the parameters of the ventilator, and the dosage, and explained it, and took Linger to the locker room.

Within a few minutes, the two of them came back and Linger felt refreshed.

Zheng Ren carefully disassembled the pipe of the suction device on his fingers, constantly adjusting the suction force, and sucked the edge of the abscess clean.

Zheng Ren did not dare to move at all when he was close to the edge of the aorta. Su Yun and Zhao Yunlong both knew that the wall was thin and it was probably necessary to sting a little bit.

Gradually, the edge of the abscess cavity appeared.

"Boss, this operation is very difficult." Su Yun said with a frown.

"Well, come on a little bit." Zheng Ren said: "The distance between the thoracic aorta and the Qijing vein is a bit long. That... Lao He, please wear it with a microscope."

"I really need to be microscopic stripped?" Zhao Yunlong asked.

"Well, if it is stripped directly, the blood will go to the room." Zheng Ren turned his head to the side and said, "It is not enough to get off the stent. The distance is too long. There are several sections under the abscess that have almost reached the endometrium of the aortic. This patient is here. If he drags it at home for another day, he will probably die halfway through the way."

"Where is the fish bone? Can you see it when you are floating in a while?" Lao He asked.

"Yes, but I guess the corrosion is not good." Zheng Ren said: "Come on a little bit, it's hard to say how much time you spend."

"But it's fine, there are equipment." Su Yun said with emotion when he saw Zheng Ren pick up the smallest hemostatic forceps and blunt scissors.

Zheng Ren also felt the same way.

"Yes, I encountered a patient with a chair-lift explosion and an electroplating rod trauma at the People's Hospital of Xilin Town. This kind of rough work can be done with the equipment from Xilin Town. If this patient was encountered in Xilin Town, he would probably be stupid."

"Xilin Town? Boss Zheng, when did you go?" Lao He's glasses were almost inflamed.

"I just came back last night." Zheng Ren said casually.

"What, Lao He, do you want to go too?" Su Yun glanced at Lao He and asked with a smile.

"That, I have the opportunity to take me, take me with me."

Lao He debugged the microscope for Zheng Ren, and everything was ready soon.
Chapter completed!