Zhao Wenhua's hands are very stable, which is a must for a surgeon and interventional physician.

But after the sixth piercing failed, his hands began to tremble involuntarily.

The patient was vomiting blood continuously, and the anesthesiologist and the doctor in the gastroenterology department came on in lead clothes. As time went by, the patient's blood pressure continued to drop.

Leave time for yourself,

Not much anymore!

Zhao Wenhua took a deep breath and wanted to calm down.

He raised his head and turned his neck, trying to move a little, soothe his nervous spirit, and strive for the next needle to succeed. Although he knew that this possibility was slim.

But so what?

There are very few tips surgery in the emergency department, and basically all emergency departments vomit blood. The gastroenterology department can temporarily stop the bleeding by laparoscopic ligation surgery.

But this patient is so weird!

Zhao Wenhua cursed in his heart, scolding this damn condition. Why can’t I wear it in?!

The patient has no examination information, let alone the magnetic diffusion, and not even the simplest ct. It is completely blindly worn without any guidance.

If he could be like Boss Zheng... As soon as this idea appeared, Zhao Wenhua would shatter it without hesitation, turning it into countless bits of debris, and disappearing into the deepest part of his heart.

He can do it himself! Besides, Zheng Ren used nuclear magnetic diffusion to judge the approach to the puncture needle. In this case, I'm afraid he can't do anything about it.

How can I do it? Zhao Wenhua prayed that he would be better and better, and prepare for the next puncture.

"Xiao Zhao, Boss Zheng is here, let's try it out." Director Xia pressed the button of the intercom, and the voice came in.

Zhao Wenhua's body and thoughts were stagnant at the same time.

Zheng Ren is here? What is he here to do?

Could it be that Director Luo called him?

Then, countless thoughts surged like a tide and surged up. He was stunned for a moment and wanted to refuse, but when he saw the patient's face was pale and sweating all over, he might immediately squirt blood and die.

He felt unwilling, but Zhao Wenhua forced a smile, made a gesture to the leaded glass, and walked out dejectedly.

"Professor Zhao, I'll try it, you'll have a break." As he passed by, Zheng Ren's words were as gentle as a gust of spring breeze.

Zhao Wenhua walked out of the operating room in confusion and came to Director Luo, "Director Luo, did you call Boss Zheng?"

"Yes." Director Luo nodded, "The emergency tips surgery is quite difficult, let Boss Zheng try it."

"I don't have any information, it's hard for me to see." Zhao Wenhua showed a concern, suppressing the anger of being driven off the operating table in his heart, and said, "I have read Boss Zheng's article countless times, and used nuclear magnetic diffusion to determine the location of the puncture point. But now there is not even a CT film..."

He said, stopping. The meaning of the expression was already very clear.

Director Luo didn't say anything, and it was useless to say anything at this moment. Is it OK? You will know if you go on stage.

If possible, Director Luo didn't want to force Zheng Ren to the stage. In his opinion, this is to force him to go to the stage to have an emergency surgery that he was not sure about.

If done, it will arouse jealousy.

If you lose, there are more troubles.

Director Luo took a breath slowly and stared at the screen.

Zhao Wenhua looked at Zheng Ren inside through the leaded glass. He was brushing his hands as fast as possible, wearing a sterile clothing, and his eyes seemed to be looking in a certain direction.

Looking along with his eyes, Zhao Wenhua guessed that Zheng Ren should be looking at the screen opposite the craftsman.

It's just X-ray development.

Zhao Wenhua really doesn't believe that Zheng Ren can do it unless his luck is amazing.

However, there is not much time left for Zheng Ren. The patient is vomiting blood from time to time. The mahjong and the nurse are wearing lead clothes, ready for the third rescue at any time.

Xie Yiren changed her clothes and came in. When she saw three or four people standing inside, she didn't go in. She stood in a corner like a little transparent, looking at Zheng Ren's back, with light in her eyes.

This kind of surgery was performed once in Haicheng.

Because Haicheng laparoscopic room and the gastroenterology department could not undergo emergency fundus varicose veins, the gastroenterology department used the most traditional three-chamber dicapillary tube to compress it, and then Zheng Ren and Su Yun underwent emergency tips surgery.

It worked last time, and this time, it was definitely possible!

Xie Yiren has confidence in Zheng Ren.

Zheng Ren put on his clothes, and the air-tight lead door had been slowly closed. The puncture kit was in his hand, and the x-ray flat film had already done countless reconstruction work in his mind. Zheng Ren had already judged the specific puncture point.

It's okay, it can be done in one go, Zheng Ren is full of confidence.

Even if there is a slight mistake, isn’t there any attribute of luck +16? Zheng Ren is becoming more and more interested in the task of adding lucky values.

This kind of lucky value that is invisible and invisible is really great.

Zheng Ren even speculated that if Zhao Wenhua had such a high lucky value, the operation would have been completed long ago, and there was no need for him to come.

That unlucky guy.

The puncture kit went in and Zheng Ren glanced at the ECG monitoring, and the values ​​above were shocking.

"Is there a three-room tube?" Zheng Ren asked while punctured the kit.

"Yes, is it opened now?" The nurse in the lead suit had been busy for nearly an hour. She was obviously very tired and her voice became a little weak.

"Prepare. After I have the tips surgery, I will first use the three-room tube to press it, and then when will I stym the stym? Let Director Luo decide." Zheng Ren said.

This method of solving the problem has been outdated for many years. Some people believe that the side effects of the three-chamber dicapsule canal are even greater, and it is not as effective as oral ortho-shenice ice saline.

Zheng Ren said, the patient suddenly twitched and a mouthful of venous blood spurted out.

It was like a blood rain, and blood squirted onto the shadowless lamp, and the blood dripped out countless dark red curves. It was not beautiful, but like invisible deadly ropes, strangling the patient's throat and strangling him to death.

The pressure of vomiting blood this time was extremely high, and the venous blood sprayed onto the shadowless lamp, then went straight to the roof, and then fell down the sorrow.

Zheng Ren's vision was bright red.

The anesthesiologist and the nurse were a little panicked. They first subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but then they realized that this was a surgery and emergency rescue, so they had to do something.

The suction tube was immediately stuffed into the nasal cavity of the agitated patient, and streams of dark red blood were sucked out.

The anesthesiologist tried hard to press the patient's body, and then did not pump the vein into the micro-pump of the rescue drug and turned it to the ground.

The blood rain fell, and the entire operating room smelled bloody, as if he was in the endless sea of ​​blood in hell, forever.

Zhao Wenhua looked at the situation inside, anxiously and surprised, and had some other thoughts.

I am lucky, at least the patient did not die in his own surgery.

So, can you do something about this matter?

His IQ was extremely high and his mind was very fast. Almost instantly, he began to think about what he had to do to take himself out and put the shit on Zheng Ren's head.
Chapter completed!