Feng Jianguo was about to go and see the situation, but he pushed him directly to the side with one hand. He was so hard that he was not polite at all.

"Fiber bronchoscope!" Zheng Ren pulled out the ventilator directly and started to do artificial respiration without hesitation.

Before the anesthesiologist could react, he saw that the patient's limbs had begun to discolor slightly, cyanosis, and his abdomen was swelling. He was surprised. Is this a tracheal intubation into the esophagus?

"What are you doing when you stand there!" Su Yun shouted from behind, "Fiber bronchoscope! Get it quickly!"

The roar was like a whip, whipping on the anesthesiologist.

Is the tracheal intubation in the wrong position?

The patient's airway is a bit deformed and cannot be seen in the glottis, but he has used a special technique and should be fine.

But when he saw that the patient was hypoxia and the blood oxygen saturation on ECG monitoring had dropped to 70%, he had to accept the truth.

Su Yun waited for two seconds, and saw that the anesthesiologist was still stunned, he kicked him in the butt and scolded: "Is there something wrong waiting for me? Idiot!"

The anesthesiologist had no time to worry about it, and at this time his mind was full of death from the patient's preoperative suffocation.

This was a major medical accident. He woke up immediately and ran to get the fiber bronchoscope.

"Su Yun, are there any problems with tracheal intubation?" Feng Jianguo asked in a low voice.

Although it is in the operating room, it is better to say something about medical accidents in a low voice. This is a habit, and it is also the sword of Damocles hanging above the doctors' heads.

As long as you are a doctor, you will feel inexplicable awe of him.

"It's probably because of the airway deformity, and I've been inserted into the esophageal tube." Su Yun said, "Boss, can you do it? If you don't, I'll do it."

Zheng Ren ignored him at all. The standard artificial respiration maintained the last amount of oxygen for patients who had already received muscle relaxation.

In less than a minute, the anesthesiologist ran back with a box.

Before he could do it, Su Yun grabbed the box containing the fiber bronchoscope, opened it and began to assemble it skillfully.

Like a special soldier assembling a firearm, the fiber bronchoscope was installed almost instantly.

Although Zheng Ren turned his back to Su Yun, he seemed to be able to see his movements. The moment he assembled, Zheng Ren stretched out his hand and Su Yun subconsciously handed the mirror to his hand.

He took a deep breath, gave the patient who was lying on the operating table his last artificial respiration, and began to send the fiber bronchoscope in.

There was almost no pause, and after 6.78 seconds, he said in a deep voice: "Connect the ventilator."

The anesthesiologist was stunned.

This situation is rarely encountered in the anesthesia department but is extremely dangerous.

The patient himself loses the ability to breathe independently under the influence of the drug and does not provide oxygen. You can know what will happen without saying it.

The difficulty lies in airway deformity. There is a time limit for the tube under the fiber bronchoscope. It must be stable, accurate and fast, and there is no extra time to spend.

Boss Zheng took this for 10 seconds?

After connecting to the ventilator, Zheng Ren observed the patient's vital signs. Seeing that the chest recurred, after giving pure oxygen, the blood oxygen saturation was moving upwards, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Put on gloves and pick up the suction tube, Zheng Ren began to suction the patient.

"Boss, do you... see the traumatic wet lung?" Su Yun asked.

"Well, I went in under the mirror and saw a lot of secretions." Zheng Ren said calmly, a large amount of bloody secretions in the airway were sucked out by hissing, and Zheng Ren was relieved afterwards.

Instead of scolding the anesthesiologist, he asked, "What's the injury?"

"The fountain directly tore the lower body and the intestines came out." Feng Jianguodao: "The film...the grass, where is the film!"

"I'll get it on the flat car." Quan Xiaocao hurriedly went to the flat car at the door and took the film over.

"Give it to me." Zheng Ren's eyes gathered on the film, but he didn't even watch Quan Xiaocao. He took the film bag, took out the film and inserted it into the film reader.

"Su Yun, clean your hands and disinfect them, hurry up." Zheng Ren said while watching the movie.

"The pelvic fracture is so severe." Su Yun glanced at the film and immediately turned to disinfect it. He patted the anesthesiologist on the shoulder and said, "Brother, I'm sorry. Put on lead clothes and sit inside."

"Hey." The anesthesiologist squeezed a sound from his throat and followed Su Yun to wear a lead dress.

"Boss Zheng, the operation is very difficult." Feng Jianguo and Zheng Ren watched the movie together. He took a rough look before and knew it was extremely difficult.

Rectal rupture, small intestine prolapse, or burst damage.

This diagnosis alone, the judgment that appeared in Feng Jianguo's mind was that the patient had a poor prognosis. Severe infections, large-scale tear in the anus area, contusions and lacerations, and extremely complicated surgery.

And the patient himself...

The more I thought about it, the more I felt a headache. Feng Jianguo sighed.

"Come on a little bit, depending on the situation. If it doesn't work, I'll find a gynecologist to do some repairs." Zheng Ren said.

"Now?" Feng Jianguo asked.

"Let them prepare, they will come up after the operation is almost done." Zheng Ren said.

"Boss, go and swipe your hands." Su Yun said.

Zheng Ren paused for a moment, and seemed not to hear Su Yun's words.

"What's wrong?" Su Yun asked while disinfecting.

"You have to call Yiren." Zheng Ren said, and then said to the instrument nurse, "I'm sorry, my instrument nurse will come on stage later."

"The surgery is so difficult?" Su Yun was surprised.

Zheng Ren nodded slightly, took out his cell phone and called Xie Yiren, and then went to brush his hands.

Disinfect, lay sterile sheets, and complete as fast as possible.

Feng Jianguo and the equipment nurse hid out. In the operating room, there was an open large trolley case, and the limping young man took a pile of consumables to Boss Zheng to deliver it.

Soon, he walked out with half of the supplies.

"Xiao Feng, you have prepared a lot." Feng Jianguo asked as kindly as possible.

"Professor Feng, I have no judgment on the condition and don't know what President Zheng needs for surgery. I can only try to carry everything with me so that President Zheng can choose." Feng Xuhui smiled shyly.

Feng Jianguo felt something and seemed to take a look at Quan Xiaocao inadvertently.

The silly child was nervously watching Boss Zheng and Su Yun through the leaded glass, not paying attention to Feng Xuhui's words.

Feng Jianguo sighed a little. Many things need to be experienced before they can understand how important it is.

Now even if I hold Quan Xiaocao's ear and tell her what to do, the effect is probably very limited.

Ordinary doctors can teach them by holding their ears. But learning things from Boss Zheng depends on Xiaocao's own life.

The airtight lead door is closed and the anesthesiologist stays in the operating room.

He dared not be negligent anymore. It was safest to stay in it. It was not his safety, but the safest patient!

Although I have to eat wires, it’s already this time, so I can’t help but not eat wires.
Chapter completed!