Chapter 2275: 2198 Nobody Is Allowed to Touch

Boss, are you sure you can pull it out? On the way back, Su Yun asked.

Of course I'm not sure, otherwise why would Lao He be following along? Zheng Ren held his phone, contacting Xie Yiren.

You don't have any confidence? Su Yun was somewhat surprised.

There's definitely no absolute certainty. Zheng Ren said, "Inside there's severe congestion, hematoma, and adhesions; a slip could cause massive bleeding. Although the odds are still fairly good, it's best to be careful."

Tsk. Su Yun looked at Zheng Ren with disdain, saying, "Just cut the crap; given what I know of you, you already have a plan for the surgery."

Zheng Ren glanced at Su Yun; this guy knows too much!

The possibility outweighs the risk.

What if the patient's family disagrees? Su Yun asked.

Then there's nothing we can do; we'll just have to remove a lung lobe. Anyway, this patient must have the foreign object taken out quickly, otherwise even just getting past pneumonia would be impossible. Zheng Ren said.

Honestly, sometimes the patient family's attitude and thoughts largely determine the direction and outcome of absolute treatment.

If the patient's family refuses to do the fiber bronchoscope and is unwilling to bear the risk, Zheng Ren also has no good options.

It's still the old saying—you can't just strap them to the operating table, knock them out, and go ahead.

Besides, doctors' words are also vague, after all, even Director Liu of the Urology Department poking a prostate could blow the bladder, let alone this surgery in front of us that's even more dangerous.

Back in the ward, Lin Yuan immediately lifted her head, shaking her ponytail as she asked about everything.

To her, the medical record work in the department is just a key to gaining Zheng Lao Ban's approval. Afterwards, being able to follow Zheng Lao Ban to see various difficult cases and interact with patients is what she most wants to do.

Writing medical records every day is just too boring.

After hearing about the bronchial foreign object, Lin Yuan lost some interest. For this disease, whether handling it or anything else, it's already quite routine, completely lacking novelty.

Sitting down to continue writing medical records, Zheng Renze sat in the sunlight, holding the Fifth Edition of External Medicine and reading.

Zheng Lao Ban, I have something to consult you about. Gu Xiao Ran came over and said.

What's up, Xiao Ran? Zheng Ren looked at this crybaby little doctor and gave a slight smile.

I've repeatedly looked at your intracardiac intervention surgery, the force of the balloon—how do you control it? Gu Xiao Ran asked.

Zheng Ren smiled.

Gu Xiao Ran has found a new path; this child, although willing to cry, just lacks a bit of social experience and is overly pampered at home. With that grit, as long as he's willing to work, he'll surely have his own place in the future.

Zheng Ren began explaining his questions to Gu Xiao Ran from aspects of physiology, anatomy, and histology, etc.

In-depth yet accessible—although Zheng Ren tried to make it as easy to understand as possible, Gu Xiao Ran's foundation is still a bit lacking, making it hard to grasp too much at once.

Compared to Lin Yuan, his weaknesses aren't that obvious.

Zheng Ren also knows that casually comparing a small-town clinical doctor with Harvard's Doctor is still unfair.

Although Gu Xiao Ran didn't understand, he still wrote down some of what Zheng Lao Ban said and asked in detail which books he should read.

This is preparing to go back and burn the midnight oil studying.

Zheng Ren felt it was not bad; young people who are willing to learn and work, as long as their luck isn't too terrible, will eventually rise.

After nearly an hour, Su Yun took out his phone and said: "Boss, Fang Lin took the patient to the Big External Operating Room. Following your instructions, we should go to the Hybrid Operating Room, right?"

Hmm. Zheng Ren said, "Then let's go take a look."

Before he could even stand up, Lin Yuan was already standing beside him, ready to go.

Zheng Ren didn't ask about the medical records; that side had Chang Yue in charge. If you want to follow and take a look, just glance over—it's no big deal.

Going to the operating room, changing clothes, Zheng Ren entered the hybrid operating suite.

Su Yun, meanwhile, stood outside the 9 Shou, looking through the operating room door at the screen showing the thoracoscopic surgery inside.

We're here for the bronchoscopy. Zheng Ren called out.

The surgery is… too ordinary. Su Yun shook his head and followed Zheng Ren to the innermost hybrid operating room.

Everything's normal. Professor Zhu's group were among the first to encounter thoracoscopy, starting in their forties; now they're nearly retired. Their technique, gaze, stamina, and energy are past their peak. Zheng Ren said with a smile.

I still prefer the old thoracic surgery—open the chest wide, the operating field was blazingly bright! Su Yun said enthusiastically.

Minimally invasive is the future trend.

You're so talkative. Su Yun said with disdain.

Su Yun definitely knows this; he's just sighing about the operating field of past surgeries. Actually, if thoracoscopy is done well, the operating field is fine too.

On this side, Fang Lin had already prepared all the instruments, bronchoscope and so on; everything was all set.

Yi Ren, do you have any perfume? Zheng Ren suddenly asked.

Everyone else was stunned for a moment.

Yes. Xie Yiren immediately realized what it was.

For now you don't need to do it; just wear a few more layers of masks and spray some perfume. Zheng Ren recalled that scene in the System Operating Room, and a chill ran down his spine.

And you?

In a moment I'll remove the foreign object, wrap it directly in a sterile single package, nobody is allowed to touch it, and send it straight to pathology for examination." Zheng Ren said, "Also, we need to let the patient's family have a look. Fang Lin, you go prepare as well."

Is it that scary? Fang Lin, I remember you have men's cologne, give me a spray too." Su Yun, sly as a fox, hearing the boss's instructions to Yi Ren, immediately realized all sorts of possible things that could happen, and pulled Fang Lin away.

Lao He, do you want to come?

Lao He glanced at Zheng Lao Ban, smiled, and followed behind Su Yun to add protective measures.

Why aren't you going? Zheng Ren saw Lin Yuan hadn't left yet and asked.

Zheng Lao Ban, you don't need to go either; I think there's no problem." Lin Yuan said.

Oh.

Zheng Ren also didn't try to persuade, began preparing the various instruments, and comforted the patient.

The patient's face was a bit pale; bleeding was one aspect, but more importantly, coughing blood had frightened him.

Doctor, am I okay?" The patient lay on the operating table, beside him were the bronchoscope equipment, ventilator, monitor, etc., looking quite modern.

But this sense of modernity is only what doctors and nurses think; the patient absolutely cannot feel it.

People are the knife and cutting board, I am the meat and fish; roughly this is the feeling.

The more complex and precise the equipment, the more the patients themselves fear. Conversely, the rudimentary equipment in the disposal room might not frighten them much.

As soon as the patient spoke, Zheng Ren felt a wave of bad breath hit him; even through a mask he could smell it clearly.

It's the smell of rotting chili pepper in the lower right lung mixed with localized thick secretions. Others can smell it, but the patient has gradually grown used to it and hasn't noticed these changes at all.