Chapter 118

"Just do your best, you can't force it." Director Pan hesitated again and again, but persuaded Zheng Rendao.

But before he could finish speaking, Zheng Ren had already walked into the interventional operating room, the heavy lead door closed, leaving him with a narrowed smile.

Not handsome, not dashing, but reliable and truly dependable.

Surgery, go on.

Zheng Ren was over-selected again, the hepatic artery had already been over-selected, and Zheng Ren began to try the super-selection of the renal artery.

The technique is still proficient and stable.

Microwire superselection, microcatheter entry, angiography, not renal arteries.

At this time, the only way to do it is to exclude.

After the hepatic artery and the renal artery, Zheng Ren began to do the superselection of the superior mesenteric artery.

Fifteen minutes later, the results were still disappointing.

Professor Pei and Director Lao Pan's faces became more and more gloomy. One hour had passed since the operation, and most of the time during the one hour, Zheng Ren was working with the line.

We should resolutely choose to give up the operation, Director Pan thought to himself.

He didn't understand the interventional surgery, but since Professor Pei from the magic capital was here, he didn't say what Zheng Ren did wrong, so it was his life.

Not all diseases can be treated.

Seemingly simple surgery, open a look, the situation is completely different from the auxiliary examination, such cases are not uncommon.

After all, the human heart is separated from the belly, and the auxiliary examination can never be completely consistent with the real situation under the naked eye.

If it is said that someone must be responsible and someone must be the villain, then let yourself do it.

Director Pan made up his mind and pressed the button on the intercom.

"Zheng Ren, the operation is over." Director Pan was in a heavy heart.

No one wants to give up treatment of a patient if possible.

But things in the world are not as good as seven or eight out of ten.

On the battlefield, how many comrades can be saved if they can get blood transfusion in time? How many comrades in arms could have avoided amputation if they had a sterile operating room?

No, nothing.

Even Midi, armed to the teeth, couldn't do it.

Manpower is sometimes exhausted.

This……

This is so life!

Director Pan's words made Zheng Ren and Su Yun in the operating room stagnate, but the two did not give up the operation and walked out of the interventional operating room, but were talking about something.

Professor Pei sighed. He had seen this situation a lot, and he had to have 100 surgeries to give up.

Just can't find the blood supply artery, who can do it? Not to mention that the doctor can't bear the X-ray exposure for a long time, can the patient lying in bed bear it?

A few minutes later, the two people in the operating room began to quarrel fiercely, and through the thick lead door and the radiation-proof lead glass, they seemed to be able to feel the tension between them.

Director Lao Pan stood up immediately, opened the sensor door, and walked in.

"What are you doing?" Director Pan's majesty burst out instantly.

"I'll try again." Zheng Ren said flatly, "It's been more than an hour since I was connected, so it's time for Su Yun to go out."

"Why?" Su Yun was wearing sterile gloves on his hands, otherwise he should have lightly brushed the black hair on his forehead with his hand to show his contempt for Zheng Ren.

"I am a practitioner, and I have the right to decide." Zheng Ren said.

"You really think..."

"Okay!" Director Pan interrupted the quarrel between the two and glanced at Zheng Ren and Su Yun. Seeing that Zheng Ren was determined, he said, "Try again, Su Yun, come with me."

Su Yun can quarrel with Zheng Ren, and he can belittle Zheng Ren with sharp teeth, but in front of Director Pan, he can't say a single extra sentence.

He tore off the sterile surgical gown from his body and threw it into the pollution bucket angrily. Like a deserter, he left the interventional operating room behind Director Pan, disheveled.

The heavy lead door closed again, Su Yun lowered his head, the black hair on his forehead fluttered weakly.

Tear off the lead coat and throw it into the corner of the operating room.

The ten-pound lead coat made a "bang" sound, which seemed to express Su Yun's deep dissatisfaction.

Old Director Pan ignored Su Yun's childish behavior. Young people, it's right to be a little temperamental.

Besides, the operation is not over yet, and even criticism has to wait until after the operation, when no one is there.

The small waves subsided, and the operation began again.

Without Su Yun, Zheng Ren's movements were slower and more cautious.

And his hands were also changed from the normal left and right placement to the left and right crossed, starting another super-selection.

"Director Pan, you're a good person." Professor Pei said lightly while watching the video of the super selection.

Director Pan felt bitter in his heart, the better he was, the more difficult it would be in this situation.

Chang Yue saw that Su Yun's back was wet and pierced by sweat, and the green isolation suit had turned dark green. Obviously, performing surgery against a weight of dozens of pounds was indeed a job that required both physical strength and skill.

She turned to leave, and soon returned with a bottle of water in her hand.

"Thank you." Su Yun lowered his head without looking at the images of the interventional surgery, took the water and said softly.

Chang Yue wanted to comfort Su Yun, but her lips moved slightly, but she didn't know what to say.

In the operating room, Zheng Ren has already overselected the hepatic artery, renal artery, and superior mesenteric artery, and is now overselecting the spinal cord supplying artery.

Still not!

After completing the super-selection of the spinal cord supplying artery, Zheng Ren did not end as agreed, and started the next super-selection.

Director Pan couldn't help it anymore, pressed the intercom button, and said seriously, "Zheng Ren, I order you to end the operation!"

Zheng Yunxia was lying on the operating table. She was only anesthetized by local infiltration of the femoral artery at the root of the thigh. She knew everything that happened.

Listening to Director Pan's words, she suddenly said, "Doctor Zheng, let's end it."

"Life or death, my life is not good, I know. Thank you for your help, really."

Zheng Ren's hands froze for a few seconds, then put down the guide wire and catheter, and said softly, "Don't move."

After speaking, he went out.

"Director Pan, the super election will be completed soon." Zheng Ren said firmly, "Once you give up, all your previous achievements will be forfeited."

"It's been two hours! There must be something wrong, someone explain it to me!" Director Pan was irritable like a lion.

"Doctor Zheng, just do your best, let's end it." Although Professor Pei couldn't order Zheng Ren, he still persuaded him.

Without hesitation, Zheng Ren shook his head and said, "Director Pan, let me try again."

"That's what you said just now!"

"Now, I am the surgeon, and I know the best about the operation." Zheng Ren firmly said: "There are not many arteries to be super-selected. All I can think of are the short gastric artery and the aorta. Soon It's over. You say yes, Professor Pei."

Professor Pei was sitting in a wheelchair, thinking.

The operating room suddenly became deadly silent.

"There is also the intercostal artery, you can also try it." Professor Pei carefully considered every word and sentence.

Zheng Ren nodded, then looked at Director Pan.

Director Lao Pan kept looking at Zheng Ren's eyes, and the two looked at each other for five seconds.

"Three times, three more blood vessels are selected." Director Pan finally decided.

Thanks to shon1 and Xi Baoer for the reward of reading time.