"Can you choose?" Su Yun asked.

"I bought a speaker and use Bluetooth on my phone to choose." Lao He smiled and said, "I tried it yesterday and played it randomly. Unexpectedly, I had to delete it."

What a doctor, or whatever he does, it is appropriate to get a good start.

Let the surgery be cool... Zheng Ren felt that if he had the surgery at that time, he might have turned against Lao He.

"Well, don't let the cool down, and don't let the classical music play. In the past, I met an old academician who had to amplify the compassion mantra every time he had an operation." Su Yun began to gossip.

In the operating room, the nurses' eyes had already floated on him.

Xie Yiren came on stage and worked as an instrument nurse. She was counting the number of instruments with the tour nurse, but the number of the tour was wrong three times. Xiao Yiren was also helpless, and the sight of the tour nurse's elder sister always aimed at Su Yun involuntarily.

Zheng Ren felt that this guy was really not suitable for surgery. He was squatting on the ICU, which was actually quite good.

Isn't this a waste of time?

"The Guzheng song is the same, it's sleepy when you listen to it." Old He started chatting happily.

"Let's play Beyonc's song, just don't play the 59th Grammy song." Seeing that the anesthesia had been completed, Su Yun turned around and went to brush his hands.

Zheng Renze didn't care about playing any music. During the operation, he basically blocked all noises automatically.

"Why?" Lao He asked.

"At that time, she was pregnant, and it seemed like she was twins. She had no problem singing skills. She was excellent all day long. But the music was relatively soothing, and I was sleepy when I listened." Su Yun's voice came from the corridor with an echo.

Old He was looking for Beyonc's songs. In the operating room, people who came to the observation stage came one after another.

Although many have nothing to do with ordinary people, everyone has a curiosity.

A rare disease that can be diagnosed correctly is something that can be done on the table and slap the table and brag when you drink until you are blushing.

But this boss Zheng not only had the correct diagnosis, but also wanted to broadcast the online surgery live.

At first, many people didn't understand, but people always found out the truth. After listening to Professor Yang's description, they went to take a sneak peek at the patient before the operation, and everyone also expressed their understanding of Boss Zheng's approach.

This is like struggling hard as stepping on steel wire at high altitude.

But is it worth it for a patient I don’t know?

The increasingly severe relationship between doctors and patients has made all doctors put away their compassion and follow the process, which is the most reasonable.

In fact, the same is true. If everything can follow the process, similar problems will not happen at all. If there is something, people will naturally solve it and the problem will not be put on the doctor.

But the tragic atmosphere of the operating room originally imagined was not at all. After coming in, I heard them discussing beyonc.

What the hell is this?

Soon, Su Yun came back to clean his hands, disinfected, wiped his hands, and took the curved plate and oval pliers from the nurse, preparing to disinfect.

"Look at the other person who went to Grammy with twins, and they didn't lip-sync, nor did they go off the tune." Su Yun said while disinfecting, "The whole show is full of maternal sacredness, and the sound is quiet and distant, just like the sound of nature. Lao He, if you have time, you can find the live version to see it, very recommended."

"Okay." Lao He especially likes a surgical typhoon like Su Yun, which is not close to four or six.

With his personality, it would be boring if he really encountered a rigorous and meticulous artist who was too lazy to say a word.

For example, Boss Zheng...

Seeing that Su Yun began to disinfect and placed the surgery sheet, Zheng Ren went to brush his hands.

When he turned around, he saw seven or eight doctors standing in the labour room, Zheng Ren was stunned for a moment.

This is from Guantai, and Zheng Ren immediately understood.

He walked sideways out of the surgery room and went to brush his hands. While walking, he recalled the operation process in the system operating room.

The entire operation took a long time, but it was still smooth. The final operation was 98%, which was quite satisfactory.

Zheng Ren is not worried about this.

While brushing his hands, Zheng Ren performed another surgical training as if he had obsessive-compulsive disorder. It can absorb the splenic omentum, and the final completion of the operation reached 99%.

With 1% of the difference, Zheng Ren estimated that it would take beauty stitching to achieve perfection.

However, this is completely unnecessary.

Back in the operating room, amid the intense music, Su Yun had already laid out the list, stood in the assistant position, waiting for Zheng Ren.

Hu Yanhui put Google glasses on Zheng Ren, the airtight door of the operating room was closed, and the operation officially began.

Zheng Ren stood at the position of the craftsman and was a little dazed.

I haven't stood here for a long time for general surgery.

Su Yun held the dry gauze and the suction device and waited for Zheng Ren to open the skin. But after waiting for a few seconds, when he saw Zheng Ren motionless, he asked in surprise: "Boss?"

"Uh..." Zheng Ren recovered and said, "What song is playing?"

"Bayonc, do you have any other recommendations?" Su Yun knew that Zheng Ren rarely listened to music, and in fact, this music was played for himself.

"Stop, let good luck come." Zheng Ren said.

"I'll go... Boss, can you be a little more rustic?" Su Yun retorted: "Do you think it's the Spring Festival Gala?"

"Get a good start." Zheng Ren said, stretching out his hand and slapped the scalpel into the palm of his hand.

When the skin is opened, the patient's skin layer is very thin, not only has almost no fat layer, but even the epidermis and dermis are only 2/3 of the same age.

Electric burning stops bleeding and blunt separation.

Layer-by-layer entry into the abdomen and peritoneal protection are the most common operations.

A song of good luck came, and the operation was immersed in the endless blessings.

Lao He initially felt that it was a bit rustic, but after listening to it, he felt that Boss Zheng’s consideration was very thorough and appropriate.

Patients, surgery, good luck, it's really a good match.

This song is festive, and this will be done in the future!

The surgical incision was very long, almost from the xiphoid process to the navel. After opening the abdominal cavity, everyone was stunned.

Watching movies is one thing, and seeing the huge spleen with your own eyes is another.

The people in the Guantai began to lose their composure.

Even in the 912 Hospital, many surgeons have a lot of knowledge, but they have never seen a spleen full of stomach.

Judging from the CT film, it is like a grape vine with spleens one by one. But now when you open it and look directly at the naked eye, it is full of spleens, and almost all the abdominal organs have moved.

After the patient's stomach is decompressed by gastrointestinal pressure, it turns into a small ball, shrinking into a pile of purple-red spleen, which looks pitiful. The intestines are just interrupted and struggling in the vast ocean of the spleen.

The patient's diaphragm is too high to varying degrees, the lower part of the liver is topped by the spleen and the upper part is pressed by the diaphragm, and the volume is only about 60% of the normal volume.

"How to do the surgery?"

"I don't know, it's completely different from spleen and cirrhosis."

"I'm afraid the patient can't stand it."
Chapter completed!