Three Hundred and Sixty First Professors Take Pictures

Set off, a group of people set off quietly. There was only the rustle of stepping on the hotel carpet. Ouyang and the directors are like escorting their children to the college entrance examination.

The tenacity of the frontier people was fully demonstrated by Ouyang and the others. If he met a slightly weaker dean, Zhang Fan probably would not have time to train.

Zhang Fan's luck is very good. He is so happy to meet such a united colleague and a dean who protects his calf like an old hen.

Only in this system can we understand the preciousness of this thing. You don't have to be a doctor, you don't have to do it, but once you make a move, honor and danger go hand in hand. It is really happy to have a leader who can protect you from wind and rain.

Zhang Fan has lived for two years, not only has he conquered himself, he has also been recognized by his colleagues. Time was not wasted, enough!

"This is the test report for the past three days. I have compiled all of them. From the current point of view, the other items are not bad, but the body temperature has shown signs of rising." Director Ren Li of the Department of Cardiology took the summary together Zhang Fan handed over the lab report.

"Thank you, Director." Zhang Fan was moved with the pasted test sheet. Zhang Fan was really moved that a great director could prepare pre-operative materials for him so thoughtfully.

"You're welcome."

In front of the window of the ICU of the hospital, the leaders gathered, the family members gathered, and the leaders from all walks of life were in place.

"How about Dr. Zhang?" The leader of the armed police corps looked at Zhang Fan eagerly. If Zhang Fan regretted it at this time, he would probably eat Zhang Fan up.

"No problem. I'll check the ward first, how is the operating room prepared?" Zhang Fan nodded and smiled. Family members and experts from all walks of life looked at Zhang Fan.

"Everything is ready. The microscope, surgical materials, and disinfection are all prepared according to what you said." The director of Stone City Hospital said hastily.

"Okay, check the ward." Putting on the isolation suit, Zhang Fan entered the ICU first. Professor Li Housen also put on the isolation suit and followed in. Too many people should not enter the isolation ICU. Foreign experts lined up consciously.

"Director Yan, please." All the doctors said one after another.

"Well, I will rely on the old to sell the old and go in to have a look." Professor Sanchuan Yan Dehua followed in.

"The vital signs are not bad. The body temperature has risen slightly, the membrane of the skin has changed, and the bacteria have settled down." Professor Li Housen said softly wearing sterile gloves. I don't know if he is talking to himself or saying Let Zhang Fan listen.

For the past three days, whenever he had time, he would come to observe the wounds of the wounded. The area is too large, and I dare not make a mistake.

"That's right! Antibiotics are used externally and internally to buy time for the operation. Now we have barely passed the shock period, but if we don't perform the operation, sepsis will definitely break out within three days. Before the operation, we must thoroughly debride the wound again." Zhang Fan He didn't speak, but Professor Sanchuan Yan Dehua took the bait.

Although they haven't talked to Zhang Fan when they came to Stone City, they are all doctors with a benevolent mentality. Although they don't like Zhang Fan, they have to do it now, so the old man tried his best to explain the key points before the operation. Although they didn't tell Zhang Fan explicitly, there were only three of them doctors in the ICU.

Zhang Fan didn't say anything, but what he said now made them feel uneasy, so he simply didn't say anything, and watched and checked carefully. Then, turn on the pager: "Come in a nurse. Bring the camera I told you to."

The nurses in Stone City are also said to be skilled, but they are not familiar with Zhang Fan after all. Baoyin, who has cooperated with Zhang Fan many times at this moment, is the most suitable. The large isolation suit covers the young face, but it cannot cover it. Her proud figure.

"Soak the gauze with physiological saline to cover the eyes of the wounded." Zhang Fan calmly directed Baoyin.

"Teacher, please help me get the camera." There was only one nurse, Zhang Fan's tone was serious, she didn't dare to give the camera to Zhang Fan, and chose a kinder Li Housen.

"it is good."

Mending, not sewing sacks. Not only to save lives, but also to achieve the greatest degree of beauty, especially the repair of the wounded face, if there is a long suture scar in the middle,

Even if the wounded recover physically, there will be a permanent scar in their hearts in the future.

After Baoyin covered the patient's eyes with sterile gauze and saline gauze, he signaled to the outside, and the nurse outside turned on the fluorescent lamp.

Zhang Fan began to swing the patient's position, ready to take pictures, which is the characteristic of plastic surgery.

For this kind of plastic surgery, there must be a comparison control to keep the dynamic pre-operative and post-operative data, so as to prepare for the second operation in the future. Zhang Fan poses, and Professor Li Housen takes pictures. This kind of photography is very technical. Well, after all, he is a professor who is second to none, and his level is really good.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!" The most tragic side of the soldier was permanently preserved. Except for medical special journals, this kind of photo is probably scary in other places.

"Do the last oral care before the operation, and deal with the superficial injuries." Zhang Fan said one thing, and Baoyin did one thing. After finishing, Zhang Fan and Baoyin checked together.

Lao Yan and Lao Li helped Baoyin serve dishes and equipment, without showing their status at all. The more detailed Zhang Fan did, the more assured they would be.

"Come on, help me, turn it over." Zhang Fan said to Professor Li Housen and Professor Yan Dehua. I was rude before, and I am not polite now.

"Bao Yin, hurry up. Do the perianal cleaning." Because there will be a thigh surgery, it is also very important to clean the perianal area before the operation. After finishing the preoperative preparations, Zhang Fan said, "Go into the operating room."

There is a dedicated passage for patients. Zhang Fan came out of the ICU, nodded to everyone, and said to Gu Li and Lu Shuyan, "Go into the operating room."

"Please!" The leader of the armed police corps looked at Zhang Fan with piercing eyes.

"En!" Zhang Fan nodded.

"Doctor Zhang, please be careful! The child is still young, really, he is only alive, please. I kowtow to you!" In time, the middle-aged mother was already old and out of shape.

"Sister, don't be like this, don't worry, you must pay attention and go all out." The mother of the wounded, who was unable to kneel down while being supported by Zhang Fan and the head nurse, burst into tears. Now she is so helpless, Zhang Fan is like the only straw in her drowning.

"Dr. Zhang, thank you, thank you. Hey! My child is so pitiful!" The long cry could not express the pain in my heart no matter what.

"Head nurse, quickly help the family members to rest." Zhang Fan didn't dare to tremble in his heart, and didn't dare to be emotional. This kind of operation can't have the slightest mistake. In the system, he failed many times in the early stage.

Following the crying of the wounded mother, Zhang Fan led the surgeon into the operating room. Professor Li Housen is not good at surgery, but he is the inventor of this surgery, so he must be in the operating room.

Professor Yan, the director of Sanchuan Transplant Department, also entered the operating room. Although this kind of operation was performed under a microscope throughout the whole process, there were too many experts here. With Zhang Fan's consent, he turned on the camera in the operating room.

Zhang Fan and the others entered the operating room, and the directors of various departments in Chasu City stayed in the operating room next door, ready to help Zhang Fan at all times.

"The anesthesia is complete, let's start the operation." Anesthesiologist Liu Yaowen said softly to Zhang Fan with his eyes closed.

"歘" Zhang Fan opened his eyes, very energetic.

"Debridement begins."

Wiping with ether and dipping in alcohol cotton balls thoroughly cleaned the patient's wound.

Wash hands, spread sheets, and cover hole towels. Then the itinerant nurse adjusted the shadowless lamp, "Doctor Zhang, how are you?"

"Okay!" Zhang Fan exhaled slowly after finishing speaking.

"Operation begins."

The pink flowers swayed in the breeze, and the slowly falling dewdrops were like the teardrops of a wounded mother, each crystal clear.

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