Chapter 1121: with translation of chapter title

Director Yan led the team, with Vice President Yuan, who supervises clinical work, following beside him, and a group of people came to the operating room.

No one spoke, the oppressive atmosphere made one want to vomit blood.

Silently changing clothes, he came to the Shujian. The thoracic surgery was nearing its end, general surgery had also finished suturing the skin, and it looked like they were about to step down.

Director Yan had a stern face and asked, "How did the surgery go so fast?"

"Director, Boss Zheng came in first for resuscitation; when we arrived, the liver and spleen had already been removed," Professor Yang reported.

"You guys arrived this late?" Director Yan snapped, "Next time I'll go to the department and invite you to do the surgery, okay?"

Professor Yang's hand paused, he cut the last suture, turned around, didn't even have time to take off his sterile gown, and explained, "Director, as soon as I heard the news I ran over; the delay was less than ten minutes."

Director Yan glared at him, obviously not believing Professor Yang's words.

"Director, it's like this. I watched Boss Zheng perform the deep venous puncture, pushed Old Miao aside on the gurney, took a shortcut over. By the time I arrived, the interventional surgery was already done." Director Kong hurried to smooth things over.

If this were due to some misunderstanding that made people hold a grudge against Zheng Ren, it would be pointless.

"Intervention? The interventional surgery was done first?" Director Yan wondered.

"Um, double guidewires in the right femoral artery, one..."

"Director, impossible." Zhao Wenhua also came to the operating room; upon hearing Zheng Ren's name, he felt disgusted from the bottom of his heart. When he heard Director Kong say double guidewires, he couldn't help but interrupt Director Kong's words.

"Double guidewires? Even if the femoral artery is thick, no one can operate with double guidewires."

"How could it be impossible? The surgery process is on the computer outside; go look yourself." Director Kong glanced at Zhao Wenhua, quite displeased.

"What place is this? The senior clinicians who participated in the rescue report the condition to the director; what business does a Team-leading Professor have!"

"At times like this, a Team-leading Professor has no say at all, unless like Professor Yang he actually goes into surgery, then he gets speaking rights."

"Looks like I need to find time to give Zhao Wenhua a good talking-to; lately this guy has been jumping around, a bit fierce."

'"Continue." Director Yan watched as the thoracic surgery had closed the chest, the monitor showed at least Director Miao was still alive, and his mood eased a bit.'

'"Right femoral artery, double guidewire operation: one thick guidewire went into the thoracic aorta and placed a thoracic aortic stent. The other microguidewire entered the liver and embolized the ruptured left hepatic lobe," Director Kong said.'

'"When I arrived, the spleen and left hepatic lobe had already been removed. The right hepatic lobe and intestines had been repaired, and the surgery went very smoothly," Professor Yang added.'

Vice President Yuan stood aside, observing expressions; what several people said was hard to believe. But they are all senior clinicians; in this regard, deceiving people wouldn't work.

Besides, general surgery has no recording, but interventional surgery is stored on the computer. Normally, interventional surgery images can be kept for 3-6 months.

This cannot be faked.

'"Director Ma, how is your side?" Vice President Yuan asked.'

'"Bilateral massive traumatic wet lung, intercostal artery bleeding, lung rupture—all have been stopped. Just…"'

'"Just what?!"'

'"When exploring the mediastinum, we found a dissection of the thoracic aorta. It had reached the outer vascular membrane, a hair's breadth from rupture. Fortunately, Boss Zheng's stent was placed early; otherwise we probably couldn't have gotten off the table." Director Ma no longer had the initial shock; perhaps it was deep surprise, but he didn't show it.'

The surgery was just a simple procedure; usually Fang Lin does it. Throughout the operation, his main focus was on pondering that thoracic aortic stent.

The stent placement was simply awesome!

Before surgery, there were no auxiliary examinations; upon going up, he diagnosed a thoracic aortic dissection aneurysm, the kind about to rupture. This diagnostic level makes one find it hard to believe.

But this is what I saw with my own eyes; although I didn't witness the interventional surgery process, the more so, Director Ma finds it hard to believe.

When he received the news, he was on the operating table.

He hastily performed a wedge resection of the lung lobe under thoracoscopy, then tossed the other minor matters to the bedside doctor, and he himself, taking Fang Lin, rushed over.

From hearing the news to entering the Shujian, ten minutes? Absolutely not! Director Ma remains confident in his surgical technique.

It was just a wedge resection of a pulmonary nodule, doable in five minutes. But Boss Zheng's side had already finished the interventional surgery, and general surgery was nearing its end.

Performing the surgery this quickly, in Director Ma's past view, would certainly have some rashness and things not observed.

However, Professor Yang of hepatobiliary went up, did nothing, just flushed the abdominal cavity once, then closed the abdomen.

This surgery was performed, damn awesome.

Observing expressions, both directors immediately understood the entire surgical process. The thoracic and abdominal surgeries are done; next they need to handle open femoral shaft fractures and such.

In terms of treatment, this is just a beginning.

'"Director, there is a large retroperitoneal hematoma; the Intervention Department needs to perform embolization treatment," Professor Yang added.'

'"I'll call Boss Zheng." Director Kong said, then took out his phone.'

'"Old Kong, why aren't you doing it?" Director Yan stared directly at Director Kong, pressing for an answer.'

'"Director, my level is far inferior to Boss Zheng's." Director Kong admitted directly, without any embarrassment.'

'"Huh?"'

'"You've seen the earthquake relief data statistics. Boss Zheng, at Pengxi Township Hospital, performed 267 pelvic fracture interventional embolizations over three days and nights. After subtracting some wasted time, that averages 15 minutes per case. If I were to do it, finishing one in an hour would be a stroke of luck."'

Director Yan and Vice President Yuan remained silent.

They don't do interventional work; it's said that severe pelvic fracture interventional embolization requires at least 2-3 hours to complete. Director Kong said needing one hour is already top-tier domestically.

And Zheng Ren, that young doctor, actually can finish one in 15 minutes?

Speaking of this, the two immediately recalled the speech draft from the earthquake relief commendation ceremony. It listed Zheng Ren's specific numbers and deeds of performing interventional work at Pengxi Township Hospital, all of which are to be commended.

But no one expected that a sudden misfortune would interrupt it.

The data are genuine; they were compiled by the frontline commander-in-chief when he had free time. Military affairs are rigorous, and the two directors had no doubt about that.

Previously seeing the numbers, they were just cold, dry figures. Although the number is large, mixed among others' debridement and suturing numbers, it didn't seem particularly outstanding.

But now, hearing it spoken alone by Director Kong…

'"Come on, let's go look at the surgery process."'