Super Magic Surgery System

Ding Hang looked at the patient again and completely abandoned all the worries in his mind. He asked Chen Qun, "Are you hurt at the scene of the car accident? "If not, you can become my assistant. I will open my chest and take out the iron rod for the patient. I need your hemostasis skills."    

Before Chen Qun could agree, Zhang Xin shouted from the side, "I want to join too!"    

Ding Hang saw Sweetie's excited expression and nodded slowly. He waved his hand and said, "Let's go. Go and disinfect and change your clothes!"    

Although the patient's chest had been penetrated, the iron bar was like a dam that stopped all blood flow. It was a good sign that no major bleeding had occurred.    

For a small town like this, he might not see such cases even once every few years, but for a city hospital, there were only a few cases every year. He had done it several times, and with Chen Qun's miraculous hemostasis technique, he was 70 to 80% sure that he could save the patient.    

Twenty minutes later, Ding Hang opened up the right side of the patient's chest.    

"Scissor, dilator!"    

Following Director Ding's instructions, Chen Qun, who was acting as an assistant, used a chest dilator to push the patient's ribs up and down. Ding Hang's gaze paused for a moment.    

A stream of blood was slowly rising from the bottom of his lungs.    

Before he could open his mouth, Chen Qun had already reached his hands into his lungs and was groping around in the blood.    

No vision operation?    

Just as Liu Tie was stunned, the fountain of blood that was spewing out of his mouth suddenly stopped. Chief Physician immediately changed his mind, "Chen, come up here to stop the bleeding, I'll help you! Little Wang sucked the blood and sped up! "    

He just moved out of the way and remembered something, "Chen, it can't be that this is your first time having a thoracic surgery, right? I think you've done bronchus hemostasis before in your medical records. The effect is very good! "    

"Yes!"    

Chen Qun answered absent-mindedly, snatched over Ding Hang's position, and blocked the second gap with his finger that was stuck in the blood on his chest.    

Ding Hang was in a bit of a daze. Did the world change too quickly now? He couldn't even see clearly. Even Doctor of Impatient Department, who had turned right, would have to work for at least four to five years before he would have the chance to have access to his chest and undergo simple surgery. In the end, Chen had actually recklessly fought recklessly in the county hospital, allowing him to save the patient with his main knife. For example, there were two of them.    

Could it be that the talent of a doctor was more important than experience?    

Ding Chair became absent-minded as he recalled Chen Qun's case. It was not uncommon for a level-4 operation to be successfully performed by a physician of unknown depth; the rare thing was that everyone succeeded, many for the first time or even for the first time, and this succeeded as well, which had nothing to do with the luck of any experience.    

This was too heaven-defying.    

"Director Ding, the bleeding has stopped. All of them are lacerations caused by the vibration caused by the movement of the iron rod. I suggest that we split it first before taking out this metal railing."    

Chen Qun used the fingers of one hand to press down on two spots of bleeding, and at the same time, he retracted his left hand, "Hemostatic Forceps!"    

Just as Ding Hang came to his senses, he saw Chen Qun's hands flying as he used two small Hemostatic Forceps s to clamp onto the pulmonary artery. At the same time, as the suction speed increased, the patient's lungs and ribs were exposed.    

His hands and feet were too fast, and his mind was completely different from an ordinary doctor's. Even if most of the residents had performed dozens of chest surgery, they would still have their head and feet in pain, following the textbook pattern and going through the process one by one.    

As for Chen … Chen was thinking about everything. Just by looking at him preparing for the shunt operation, one could tell that he was preparing for the more difficult challenge of directly resolving the patient's massive bleeding from the blood vessels.    

Everyone knew the theory, but having a shunt operation meant more risks!    

But speaking of risk, Ding Hang suddenly remembered that this brat did craniotomy on the scene of the car accident to save him. The hospital didn't even have to do this dangerous operation anymore.    

Perhaps in this stupid kid's eyes, healing was the only thought, everything else was secondary.    

Ding Hang became more and more confident when he thought about his grandaunt. So what if the two patients in front of him were rich second generations? With her grandaunt's pinky, she could crush her parents without considering the consequences.    

He instantly understood why this old guy, Koo Changsheng, only watched on the side when he was being operated on, and even let his assistant go. At first, he didn't know, but now it was clear that he didn't want to delay the operation and was standing on the side to get in the way!    

Professional matters were left to the professionals to complete.    

Thinking about this, Ding Hang almost wanted to buy tofu to kill himself. Two big presidents of the county hospital, with more than 20 years of experience as their master, actually admitted that they were unprofessional and wanted to give up their position.    

It seemed that the speed at which medicine was developing was far beyond his imagination. He wanted to see for himself just what kind of surgery this genius could perform.    

"Chen, let's follow your plan!" Little Wang, cooperate with Chen and I will be your assistant. "    

Ding Hang made up his mind at this moment and called another resident over. He stood aside to watch how Chen Qun would treat the patient.    

In the beginning, Chen Qun was still a little unfamiliar, this wasn't strange to Ding Hang. No matter how talented he was, the first and second time he tried, he always hesitated. Back then, he was the first cholecystectomy and moved for two hours.    

In just a blink of an eye, Chen Qun had turned into a machine, methodically separating the patient's blood vessels and bones, then letting the strongest resident poke the iron bars off his back instead of pulling them out.    

As the foreign body was extracted from his body, Chen Qun sewed several of the patient's wounds together as quickly as possible. Whether it was the method of using the blade or the incision which revealed his clear vision, both of these brought out his Suture Technique to the fullest.    

Until the end of the operation, Ding Hang inadvertently looked at the patient's bleeding volume. It was only close to 400 ml, which was similar to a simple hepatectomy.    

It seemed that since Chen Qun took over hemostasis, the patient's chest had not suffered any major bleeding. Whether it was using an instrument to intervene in the bleeding process, or using the simplest hand to stop the bleeding, or using a suture to stop the bleeding, they were all considered before the hemorrhage.    

This situation was as if two armies were at war with each other. The enemy's situation was completely under our control, and every battle would be fought within the encirclement that our troops had set up.    

Before the war had even begun, the enemy had already surrendered.    

A good fighter has no outstanding achievements!    

At that instant, Ding Hang felt like he had touched the most important part of Chen Qun's high success rate surgery. Chen's most outstanding ability wasn't stitching, but his hemostasis technique. He only needed a minute or two for someone else to stop the bleeding at twenty minutes past ten. He didn't even want a massive bleeding to occur.    

Except for his hemostatic technique, his exposure technique was better.    

All of this stemmed from the fact that he had a different head. Right, this seemed to be what his colleague called a "scholar's syndrome".    

Chen was born to be a doctor!