Chapter 189: line with translation of chapter title

Zheng Ren

Fang Lin

Professor Gu

Operating Room

General Surgery Department

Anesthesiology Department

Thoracic Surgery Department

Blood Bank Department

A middle-aged doctor came forward to stop him, but before he could speak, Zheng Renyi slashed once along the wound where the assailant's long blade had pierced, cutting toward the side of Fang Lin's right rectus abdominis and directly making an opening about 10 cm.

Operating Room Door

Isolation Gown

White Coat

Operating Table

Shadowless Lamp

ECG Monitor

Deep Venous Puncture

Capital City Large Tertiary Hospital

Haicheng City First Hospital

Haicheng City

Imperial Capital

Emergency

The young doctor was in front, pulling the cart with effort while controlling its direction, and at the same time dispersing the patients on the road and the watching family members of patients.

Seeing the person lying on the cart wearing a white coat, passing doctors and nurses put down their work and came over to help.

Nobody knows what happened, but everyone knows they must do something.

Some helped push the cart, some helped clear the way, some ran quickly to the Elevator, first securing the Elevator to avoid waiting and wasting time.

Someone wanted to replace Zheng Ren, but Zheng Ren roughly refused. Zheng Ren gripped Fang Lin's hepatic pedicle; at this moment he trusts no one, only himself!

The road was far; from the outpatient clinic to the Operating Room, they walked a full five Minutes.

The Anesthesiology Department doctor received the call; several doctors and nurses had already arrived at the Operating Room Door.

Just arrived at the doorway, they saw a cart pushed down from the Elevator, fresh blood dripping drop by drop, drawing a path of blooming blood.

No one spoke; the anesthesiologist in deep blue Isolation Gown replaced the doctors and nurses in White Coat, all silent, the cart pushed into the Operating Room.

Emergency surgery, prepare to begin!

Seeing Zheng Ren kneeling on the cart, hand inside the patient's abdomen, this bizarre scene shocked many, even medical staff.

Manual hemostasis is only described in books; in reality, few have ever seen it.

"Hemostasis? Which blood vessel?" an anesthesiologist asked.

"Hepatic pedicle, I dare not loosen." Zheng Ren exerted all his strength before managing to utter a hoarse sentence.

The anesthesiologist instantly understood what Zheng Ren was doing.

Deep Venous Puncture, fluids hung, blood sample sent to the Blood Bank/Department for typing. Upon attaching the ECG Monitor, blood pressure could no longer be measured.

Countless emergency medications began to be pushed into Fang Lin's Blood Vessel from the Vein line.

Zheng Ren knelt on the Operating table, the Shadowless Lamp's light somewhat glaring, disinfection also troublesome.

But he could not move!

He could not move at all!

The head of the General Surgery Department rushed over and asked about the situation.

Upon learning the condition, he directly scrubbed hands, disinfected, and prepared for surgery.

The chief of Thoracic Surgery also rushed over; before the anesthesiologist induced general anesthesia, they placed a chest wall drainage bottle. As the tube was just inserted, a gurgling bubble sound came from the closed drainage bottle.

At the same time, the Anesthesiology Department doctor connected the ventilator, entering the anesthetic state.

Tension pneumothorax, without closed chest drainage, even if urgent, would not be put on a ventilator.

The blown-in gas directly enters the pleural cavity, cannot be expelled, will compress the lung. The more blown in, the higher the pressure, until no more oxygen can be blown in.

That would be killing, not saving.

Although anesthesia was not yet complete, the General Surgery Department had simply laid a sterile sheet, opening the abdominal cavity along Zheng Ren's incision.

Anyway, Fang Lin was already near death; there was no need to wait for anesthesia. Resuscitation and anesthesia could be done simultaneously.

Staring at the wound, it was shocking to behold.

The liver was pierced through, a neat incision remained on its lateral and diaphragmatic surfaces.

The head of the General Surgery Department glanced at Zheng Ren, knowing that if Zheng Ren had not gripped the hepatic pedicle's arterial and venous vessels within the golden 300 seconds, Fang Lin would surely not have made it to the Operating Room.

"Young man, step back; I'll take over from here," he said in a low voice.

Reason told Zheng Renhe had nothing left to do; emotion told him to scrub up, change clothes, go to surgery, and suture the liver wound.

In the end, reason prevailed over emotion.

A clean white sterile Glove appeared in his field of view, moving toward the hepatic pedicle.

They exchanged glances; Zheng Ren nodded, released his grip. The hepatic pedicle was then taken hold of by another hand, neither too tight nor too loose, with just the right force.

This is Di Du, not Haicheng Shi Yiyuan; Zheng Ren kept telling himself.

Stepping down from the Operating table, Zheng Ren's vision suddenly dimmed a bit.

Zheng Ren knew that this was because staring at the Shadowless Lamp for a somewhat long time had caused retinal discomfort.

Zheng Ren closed his eyes, wanting to ease it a bit.

But the moment Zheng Ren closed his eyes, that scene from the outpatient clinic vividly appeared before his eyes.

So brutal!

Extinction,

humanity.

Zheng Ren swayed twice, his legs went weak, he had no strength to walk out of the Operating Room.

Zheng Ren barely managed to reach the corner of the wall, then slid down along it to sit.

A nurse noticed Zheng Ren noticed Zheng Ren's movement, opened a bottle of glucose and handed it to him, then used sterile gauze moistened with saline to wipe the blood stains from his body.

No one spoke; the entire Operating Room fell into the most frightening state of silence.

Deathly silence!

Silence as still as death!

"Ah?!" Suddenly, a startled cry broke the silence: "Let the hand surgery and orthopedics departments come up!"

Gazes converged, Zheng Ren's left shoulder wound kept oozing fresh blood.

Several pieces of sterile gauze were placed over it, instantly soaked through with blood.

He...

In his injured state, he was trying to stop the bleeding with his bare hands?!