"Xiao Qin, please say a few less words. Are you a little nervous for such a major surgery? Why are you talking so much?" Director Qiu said.

"Director Qiu, you must be nervous. This surgery doesn't have to last long. I had a stomachache today and didn't dare to eat early in the morning. I gave me 500ml of 10 ml of candy at around 10 o'clock, hoping that my stomach won't cause trouble." Dr. Qin nagged.

"Can you hold on?"

"If you can't hold on, you have to hold on. What if you don't do it?" said the assistant Dr. Qin.

The savant didn't say anything. He stood in front of the film reader like Zheng Ren, checked the film first, and then started the last film reader.

Preoperative examination of films and reading films is important and not important, but every detail involved in the operation must be carefully and carefully.

For example, the last surgery film was not taken away and was still hung on the video reader. The next surgery doctor came up to see the film of his own patient, and there were many examples of the wrong position in the end.

Everyone has times when they make mistakes, but the cost of making mistakes in medical profession is too high and they can't afford it. Therefore, most doctors are somewhat obsessive-compulsive disorder, whether light or heavy.

Zheng Ren noticed the detailed actions of the craftsman and felt good about it +1.

"Director Qiu, during the operation, heptaflurane was inhaled with 1% to 1.5% sevoflurane, propofol and sufentanil were injected with intermittent intravenous injection of atracuronium cisphenylsulfonate to maintain muscle relaxation. The central rate of the operation was maintained at the preoperative compensation level, about 60 to 70 times per minute. Do you think it is okay?"

After Su Yun adjusted the instrument, he asked with respect.

"Yes, yes." Director Qiu nodded repeatedly.

"The attitude of young comrade is right. Director Qiu's anaesthesia level is first-class. If you study hard, you will definitely be able to use it when you go back." Assistant Dr. Qin said when he finished posing for the patient and went to brush his hands.

Director Qiu carefully looked at Boss Zheng and saw that he had no emotional changes. He looked at Su Yun again, three-layer masks... Why did he wear so many masks? This question appeared in Director Qiu's mind again.

It’s just a question, Director Qiu didn’t dare to ask.

"Director, I'm disinfecting." Assistant Dr. Qin said to Director Xu after he came back from brushing his hands.

Director Xu just nodded, and he didn't say much after entering the house. He didn't know if it was because of the nervousness that he spoke less or because he was unwilling to speak.

Disinfection, lay sterile sheets, prepare electrical burning, ultrasonic knife and other instrument connection lines. Dr. Qin sutures the sterile sheets, tied a surgical knot on the double 7# to smooth out the messy lines.

Director Xu cleaned his hands, disinfected them, wore sterile clothes, and stood in the position of the surgeon. A very difficult operation was opened by three people.

Judging from the number of people, it is normal. Some smaller hospitals are willing to find 4 people to fill the operating table. But this is the top ten hospitals in China, so there is no need to do face-saving projects at all.

The sternum saw split the sternum, and the buzzing sound made Zheng Ren feel a little familiar. It was just that he did not hold the sternum saw and was standing in the position of the surgeon for surgery. This feeling was quite special.

Zheng Ren stood behind the surgeon watching the operation, adjusting the focus position of the shadowless lamp from time to time. The top surgeon can be very comfortable as an assistant. Standing at the service table below, it is a super high configuration, and various details make Director Xu's surgery a little smoother.

Director Xu's surgery was normal, with skin opening, sternum opening, and external circulation of the body, without much problem. Even if Zheng Ren stood on the operating table and held hemostatic forceps in his hand, it was useless and could not knock on Director Xu's radial radial protrusion.

"His heart rate slows down, intravenously inject 1 mg of anisopyricin, observe for a few minutes, and continue to give isoproterenol 2μg." Zheng Ren said in a deep voice while watching the operation.

Su Yun sat in Lao He's assistant's position and had long been accustomed to the comfort of the small round stool. He looked around and was skillfully writing anesthesia record sheets.

He was like a standard anesthesiologist. Director Qiu thought that he was very busy and was very idle in an operation and had already gone to supervise the external circulation.

"Boss, you're too long-winded." Su Yun said, patting the row of syringes in front of him.

"You are so wasteful." Dr. Qin nagged, "The head nurse didn't come today. If the head nurse came to see you open so many rescue medicines, you would definitely be hung up and beaten."

"It's okay, I covered it with a list and she couldn't see it." Su Yun smiled, and the temperature in the operating room seemed to have risen by 1c, warm as spring.

"By the way, this Ma Master, why did you do with so many rescue medicines?" Dr. Qin asked.

"I'm used to it. There is a strict boss in our place. Every time he was rescued in the emergency room, he said what medicine to use. After 3 seconds, the hemostatic forceps hit the anesthesiologist's head before he could advance. "Su Yun said with a smile, and then gestured with his hands, "Su Yiba is such a big bag."

"I'll go! Director, look at the status of the surgeon in the surgery!" Dr. Qin exclaimed.

"Do your surgery well." Director Xu finally said the first sentence he said when he came to the stage.

Zheng Ren felt helpless. This guy just said a few words to himself when he was fine. Is it really good? Besides, when he used the bleeding-stopping pliers to hit someone, it seemed that only Su Yun had hit him twice, but he had never done it once.

"Boss, the systolic pressure is below 100, please add some liquid?" Su Yun directly asked Zheng Ren for instructions when Director Qiu was not around.

"I'll talk about it below 90." Zheng Ren said, "There are huge left atrium, and the lungs are very congested, so the amount of fluid needs to be controlled."

"How much urine?" Su Yun asked.

“450ml.”

Zheng Ren didn't even look at it, and said directly.

Su Yun began to record and observe the patient's vital signs. Director Qiu inspected around and heard the conversation between Boss Zheng and Su Yun, and had a certain understanding of the anesthesia level of the two.

The strong are always strong, and that's true.

With this level of anesthesia, I can't find any mistakes anyway. I can't do it myself, so no one in China should be stronger. With this level of anesthesia, I actually said that his full-time anesthesiologist is higher! Who is it? Director Qiu thought about it and didn't remember that there was a big-handed anesthesiologist in 912 that he didn't know.

After 20 minutes, the blood pressure was treated with symptomatic rehydration when it dropped below 90 mmHg, but Zheng Ren observed for 10 minutes and his blood pressure was still slowly decreasing.

"Ephedrine, 5 mg intravenous administration."

As soon as the words were finished, the syringe was connected to the tee.

"Little brother, your hand speed is fast enough!" Dr. Qin was the kind of person who looked at the six directions. When he saw Su Yun's operation, he exclaimed.

"I am a professional e-sports player. I was once an anesthesiologist after retirement. I am older and my hand speed is not as good as when I was young." Su Yun said blindly.
Chapter completed!