C56 Old Military Doctor?
C56 Old Military Doctor?
In OR # 3, a tall doctor quickly explained the situation. Without waiting for Chen Qun's reply, he gave the order to the nurse.
"2 units of midazolam, 5 units of morphine, immediate femoral artery injection!"
As he spoke, the scalpel in his hand quickly cut open the right side of the patient's chest.
Chen Qun instantly understood and knew that he was going to use his hemostasis technique to complete the operation. After all, the liver was soaked in blood and entering the chest cavity required opening the chest and abdominal cavity. The risk doubled, and with the addition of the patient's heart disease, the risk doubled.
Before he could completely understand it, he heard Chief Doctor give his second order.
"Gather all the blood and plasma in the hospital, prepare for blood transfusion!"
Chen Qun knew that everyone saw his emergency surgery yesterday, so he thought of him at the most urgent time. After all, the surgical tables in the hospital were always filled with technical words. It has nothing to do with any of the positions.
As soon as the chest was opened, blood immediately gushed out and covered several pieces of gauze the nurse had prepared.
When Chief Doctor saw it, he immediately looked at Chen Qun, "Do your best to stop the bleeding. I'll follow." Prepare the argon ion plasma coagulant and place it in the bronchial blocker! "
Hearing Chief Doctor's series of orders, Chen Qun hurriedly nodded his head to show that he understood. Knowing that this tall and sturdy doctor should be the one with Red Cross Hospital, Surgery Chair and Woo Hongming, the most famous Surgery Doctor in the whole city, was also the biggest trump card against the Red Cross Hospital and the municipal hospital.
Chen Qun looked at the patient's chest, which was covered in blood. Without thinking, he immediately reached his left hand into the patient's chest. "Doctor Wu, I need some vision, and I need to cut down at least two centimeters!"
"Alright, stand to the left. I'll reopen your field of vision!"
Woo Hongming, who was about to move out of the way, immediately stopped. He picked up the scalpel and cut a two centimeter cut into the ribs.
Blood immediately gushed out.
Before Woo Hongming could open his mouth, he saw Chen Qun's palm reaching a little bit in, causing the bleeding to stop immediately.
To be able to use his bare hands to stop the bleeding, this was a technique that only military doctors could grasp. It was unbelievable that a young man could even master it.
Woo Hongming immediately moved aside and became his assistant. He inserted the bronchial blocker into the trachea of his right lung.
"Right lung to release air"
"I'm preparing to release my lungs!"
Chen Qun and Woo Hongming issued the same order at almost the same time.
He knew that this young doctor was indeed a genius, and not someone who could brag about his talent. He met at the Lujiang meeting a few days ago and just came back yesterday and happened to see the final work of his surgery. Seeing that he was much better than the other doctors, Woo Hongming immediately thought of asking him to help when there was an emergency today.
"Get ready for erythromycin!" "Lightning Blade, get ready!"
"Doctor Wu, no need for that, let me sew it up!" "Microscope!"
How do you sew up one hand?
Woo Hongming had a question in his mind as he looked at Woo Hongming's hand that was extended into Woo Hongming's abdomen. However, he did not criticize or oppose Woo Hongming. It was still quite a bit of time for them to argue, especially the young doctor. It was understandable for him to have some arrogance. After all, he had used his finger to hold down the other hole, so the amount of blood he had lost was greatly reduced.
He changed his mind and immediately decided to remind her.
"How much blood did he lose, nurse?"
"Six packs of platelets, one plate of cold precipitated coagulation factor!"
"You have to warm him up in the operation room, continue the blood transfusion, and make sure he can clot!"
As soon as he finished, he saw Chen Qun, who wore the microscope on his left eye, bending his left hand into a strange shape and holding the two arteries. Then, he used his little finger to press down on another bleeding spot and used his thumb and forefinger to make a bleeding spot. His right hand quickly closed the wound, and in an instant, more than half of the wound was stitched.
The blood that had seeped into his chest immediately disappeared.
"Suction!"
Woo Hongming immediately issued another command, making Doctor of Impatient Department, who acted as the third assistant, suck out the blood from his chest.
His vision from his chest began to clear up.
Chen Qun slowly squatted down and made another request, "Lift up the patient's body a little, I will do the second suture."
"Don't use an electric knife to burn the blood to stop the bleeding?"
"It's close to the patient's blood vessels. His Vascular Wall is very thin, it will bleed profusely whenever it's burned. I'll sew it up!"
Chen Qun once again refused to stop the bleeding with the electric knife and closed the second wound. Because the position was very far back, it was very difficult for Chen Qun to sew up each needle. However, under the coordination of alternating fingers that seemed to have turned into octopus tentacles, he used the speed of a normal person to sew up the patient's second bleeding point.
"Doctor Wu, the bleeding has stopped. Come on, master knife!"
Woo Hongming was speechless as he looked at the second blood loss point.
If it was him, he wouldn't be able to sew it up at all. But if he used a burn to stop the bleeding, it would definitely cause the Vascular Wall to break. The reason why Chen Qun asked for an additional two centimeters of incision was to prepare for his suture, not because he needed a larger field of vision.
In other words, the young man had analyzed the patient's condition when his left hand had entered the lower thoracic cavity to stop the bleeding with his bare hands, had found the best way to stop the bleeding, and had instantly concluded that it would take two centimeters for him to sew the wound back up.
If it was anyone else, they wouldn't be able to sew it up in that position even if they cut it in ten centimeters. The best option would be to open an incision in the abdominal cavity and perform a second suture.
This doesn't make sense at all? What kind of doctor could come up with a solution the moment he saw the patient's condition? And it was successfully implemented?
When did medical science rely solely on talent to suppress experience?
He was the genius that everyone spoke of since he was young. However, he had also experienced all sorts of experiences, countless successes and failures, which had given him his current status.
Inherent skill could only solve certain technical problems, such as those with good Suture Technique. For example, most of the time, just based on the quality of the Suture Technique, one would not even be able to find a position when cutting open the sword, let alone be able to think of it as a whole.
Any doctor who wanted to develop this kind of thinking would need at least several hundred operations to master. It was impossible to train them in one or two operations. As for the second plan, it wasn't something he had never seen before. They were all famous doctors in the country, at least over the age of fifty.
Could he be the reincarnation of some old military doctor?
Woo Hongming shook his head as he thought of this unreliable way of thinking. Looking at the chest that had been cleared clean by Chen Qun, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"Boy, let me have the main knife. Isn't it just to let me have a scalpel to watch from the side? You've done everything I did. "Alright, you can complete the rest of the surgery now!"
Chen Qun glanced at Chair somewhat embarrassedly, he knew that Chair was deliberately trying to figure out his ability. He slowly gave out an order, "Gauze, Hemostatic Forceps, tweezers, prepare the saline."