The Surgeon’s Studio

In the 912 hospital, in the operating theater outside the hospital, the surgery for the partial removal of the giant spleen of Gaucher disease was nearing its end.

When the giant spleen was cut out, Professor Yang put on a sterile coat and sterile gloves and began to measure the diameter, transverse diameter, and weight of the spleen.

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The surgery was not done by Professor Yang, but he felt that this matter could be written into a scientific case report. Perhaps Boss Zheng would need it.

But the main reason was curiosity.

The exact size of the spleen that was cut off was the most objective data.

In the future, when he bragged at the wine table, he would not be stopped by others.

56 cm by 32 cm by 11 cm, weighing 7.6 kg. After the actual measurement, Professor Yang was also shocked by this number.

The child was thin and shriveled. If such a large spleen was cut out, would it not float up all of a sudden?

Only Boss Zheng would dare to cut out a 15-kilogram spleen, Professor Yang thought.

However, the patient’s blood pressure, heart rate, and pulse were stable. The high pressure of the invasive arterial pressure remained stable at around 130 mm Hg. It did not rise too much or drop rapidly.

After removing the huge spleen, Zheng Ren repositioned the liver and intestines. Professor Yang knew that this was because he was worried that the abdominal cavity would have a negative pressure due to the loss of a huge entity, resulting in a series of changes in the condition.

“Boss Zheng, 15 pounds,” Professor Yang returned to the operating table and said with a smile.

“Okay.” Zheng Ren was focused on repositioning the intestines. He only hummed softly to show that he understood.

If this attitude was seen by others, it would be a little arrogant.

However, Professor Yang did not care. The surgery was still ongoing and it was not enough for him to be fully focused, let alone be distracted and chat with him.

The song, that was playing on a loop, was ringing in his ears.

This song was not bad. Next time during the surgery, he would also play this song. Professor Yang looked at Zheng Ren’s surgery and his mind was in a mess of thoughts.

After washing, he used the greater omentum and absorbable spleen omentum to double wrap the cross-section of the spleen to stop the bleeding. Then, he used a drainage strip to drain the blood.

After closing the abdomen, the surgery was over.

“Boss Zheng, will you often perform surgeries outside the General Surgery Department in the future?” Lao He asked.

He did not ask about the General Surgery Department. He directly asked about the surgery outside the General Surgery Department. After all, Boss Zheng and Chief Miao were in charge of the operating theater. All the anesthesiologists in the operating theater knew that they had performed kidney transplants.

“I don’t know,” Zheng Ren answered as he closed his abdominal cavity.

“If you come to do surgery again next time, can you find me for anesthesia? It doesn’t matter if it’s an emergency in the middle of the night. My home is nearby,” Lao He said with a chuckle.

“Huh? What’s wrong?” Zheng Ren asked.

“I just feel that your surgeries are very enjoyable and comfortable,” Lao He said. “When your spleen was transected just now, it was the best partial splenectomy I’ve ever seen. The field of surgery is really clean. I was so happy to see it…”

Zheng Ren felt that it was a little strange. Even if the surgery was done well, it was not to the extent that Lao He had to rush over from home in the middle of the night to set up a table for himself.

Zheng Ren was too lazy to think about these things.

Lao He did a good job in anesthesia. He had not seen any stupid mistakes in the few surgeries. This was enough for Zheng Ren.

It did not matter how strong the anesthesia was, as long as it did not drag him down. If he really could not do it, he could also go for the anesthesia.

Zheng Ren had already thought about what he would do if he had an ordinary anesthesiologist or if the patient had an abnormal trachea and he could not have an intubation tube inserted.

However, since Lao He had taken the initiative to ask, he had no reason to refuse.

“I don’t care. As long as Chief Xu agrees, it will be fine,” Zheng Ren said with a smile.

The subcutaneous tissue layer of the small patient was especially thin, so suturing it was easier and less labor-intensive.

When Lao He heard Zheng Ren’s words, he grinned.

He observed the patient’s condition and displayed his prime anesthetic level. After Zheng Ren’s last needle was pierced and the knot was tied, the patient woke up from the anesthesia and began to be slightly restless.

Zheng Ren nodded. Not bad.

When Hu Yanhui saw that Zheng Ren was about to step down from the stage, she quickly took off the Google Glasses for him and looked at Zheng Ren with admiration.

She could see the flow of the surgery live stream.

She could not understand the surgery, but if she still could not understand the flow, then she was not qualified to be an engineer.

The surgery attracted a huge amount of traffic. Even the newly modified Xinglin server was unstable for a moment.

At that time, Hu Yanhui was still worried that if Boss Zheng’s surgery failed, the patient would not be able to step down from the stage. How much damage would that cause? However, the surgery was carried out slowly. Boss Zheng, who was standing on the stage, seemed to have unlimited confidence. He was as reliable as a mountain.

Hu Yanhui could vaguely hear the exclamations of the people on the other side of the wireless network.

When he turned around and stepped down from the stage, Zheng Ren saw that the spleen was placed in a plastic bucket instead of the usual pathology basin.

The operating theater never had such a large pathological basin, so they could only use a clean bucket to replace it.

Zheng Ren thought about it and felt that it would scare the little patient’s mother. He took a sterile surgical drapes and covered the bucket. Then, he asked Xie Yiren for a long-handled oval forceps.

“Boss Zheng, don’t forget the forceps when you come back!” the circulating nurse reminded him.

“I know.” Zheng Ren turned back to look at Xie Yiren and smiled.

He was not afraid of forgetting it. He had Little Yiren to remind him.

“Boss Zheng is simply too skilled,” Lao He nagged as he handled all kinds of equipment.

“Skilled?” Su Yun was stunned for a moment. He felt that there was something wrong with this word.

“Yeah, I feel like Boss Zheng has performed at least a hundred surgeries,” Lao He said. “He knows all about the positions and the small arteries. There was a problem with the retractor in the middle. Boss Zheng touched the outer wall of the blood vessel slightly. I think he went in and clamped the small arteries directly with his forceps.”

“What are you talking about, Lao He?” Su Yun said unhappily. “What do you mean there’s a problem with the retractor?”

“Uh…” Lao He concluded for a moment.

However, when Su Yun recalled the past experiences of many surgeries, he also had some doubts. Usually, when he saw Zheng Ren’s surgeries, he could only sigh endlessly. This level of skill was really top-notch in the world. However, as an anesthesiologist, Lao He stood far away from ordinary surgeons. Instead, he could see it more clearly.

Had he done it before? Why did he not have any impression of it? Su Yun quietly watched the young patient wake up. He was prepared to send him to the anesthesia recovery room and then send him to the ICU. He had been standing like this the entire time, thinking about Lao He’s words in his mind.

“Hey, let’s go.” Zheng Ren did not know when he would come back. He put the poking aside, returned the oval forceps to Xie Yiren, and greeted Su Yun.

“Boss, have you performed this kind of surgery before?” Su Yun blurted out.

“No,” Zheng Ren answered calmly.

“Then why are you so familiar with it?”

“Your skill level is high,” Zheng Ren said in a serious manner. “Maybe in your opinion, some people need hundreds of surgeries to reach a certain level of proficiency, but you can do it with just one look and become familiar with it with just two looks. When skill reaches a certain level, you will realize that there is no need to even look.”

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