Chapter 2428: with translation of chapter title

2344 It's fine, I'm here. (Alliance Leader wind rustling y extra chapter 4)

The specially made syringe needle for fetal use brought by the Women and Children's Hospital fell onto the small arm extending from the uterine cavity.

Although the one holding the syringe was the young Zheng Lao Ban from 912, Director Wang's heart still tightened suddenly.

Zheng Lao Ban did not perform a regular injection; first he gripped the patient's arm, obstructing Vein return and causing it to swell. He took the syringe, without hesitation, and the needle—so fine that a slight deviation in angle would break it—directly pierced the patient's skin.

Uh…… do we not even need to look?

Director Wang stared for a moment.

After seeing Zheng Lao Ban slowly withdraw, Director Wang felt a bit dizzy, not seeing any blood return, Zheng Lao Ban had already begun to push the medication.

His injection speed was not fast, but Director Wang judged from his force that it was not subcutaneous nor intramuscular, but a bloodless puncture directly into the patient's Vein.

Is the skill this high? Director Wang felt a slight sigh.

Then Zheng Ren handed the syringe to Xie Yiren, carefully placing the fetus's hand back into the uterine cavity.

Director Wang used obstetric forceps to extract the fetus entirely, and the assistant carefully supported the viscera wrapped in the semi-transparent membranous material, placing the fetus on the temperature-controlled bed.

The umbilical cord is 30 cm; it cannot be pulled too tight, otherwise the fetus's blood supply would be affected. Therefore, Zheng Ren's surgical space is extremely limited.

Zheng Ren took the patient, then gently rinsed the membrane with heated saline and type III povidone-iodine, being very careful not to damage the membrane.

The patient was in a state of no breathing, with umbilical cord and placental function support. Taken out of the body, without breathing, performing the surgical operation looked especially strange.

ECG monitoring was established, and the disinfected special electrode membrane converted the newborn's vital signs into numbers, displayed on the monitor screen via the conduction lines.

He placed his hand on the patient's semi-transparent membrane, and Zheng Ren made a slight, gentle movement.

Through the sterile Gloves, Zheng Ren felt the 'hand feel' of the fetus's abdominal wall, just like in the System Operating Room, and he instantly gained confidence.

Xie Yiren handed the specially made, already disinfected saline bag to Zheng Ren, and Zheng Ren sutured the saline bag to the full thickness of the abdominal wall surrounding the membrane intermittently, forming a sac.

Six stitches; each time he saw the fine needle pass through the membrane, Director Wang's heart would twitch.

The suturing looked simple, but each stitch actually required considerable skill.

It required maintaining considerable tension while also accommodating the elasticity of the semi-transparent membrane; the difficulty of suturing was in no way lower than that of previously injecting anesthetic medication with a needle that drew blood.

But young Zheng Lao Ban's hand did not tremble at all, nor did he show the slightest hesitation; it seemed to him just an ordinary suture.

Congenital giant umbilical protrusion, perfect interrupted suturing, standard six stitches—everything looked so smooth.

It seemed like a long time had passed, yet also like just an instant; after the suturing was finished, Director Wang saw Zheng Lao Ban begin to tighten the sac, reducing the abdominal cavity contents.

His force was even and gentle, gradually reducing the protruding organs back into the abdominal cavity. Zheng Ren did not watch his hands; his eyes were fixed on the numbers on the monitor.

The small liver was reduced back into the abdominal cavity, and Zheng Ren faintly felt the force of the liver touching the diaphragm.

The conducted force was very weak; with the gentle reduction force, Zheng Ren could sense the patient's diaphragm slightly lifting.

On the ECG monitor, the heart rate rose slightly while breathing was zero; Zheng Ren still cannot accept this value.

Such is the surgery with the placenta; he may not accept it, but he must.

"Zheng Lao Ban, it's about enough." Director Wang, anxious, reminded him in a low voice.

Zheng Ren pressed his lips tightly under the sterile Mask; no one could see the curve of his lips.

He said nothing, his hands continuing to exert gentle force, the extruded organs gradually returning to the abdominal cavity.

As more tissues were repositioned, abdominal pressure increased, the diaphragm rose, and the heart rate accelerated further.

Zheng Ren stared intently at the surgery completion percentage given by the system before him; this was not the first time he had used the surgery completion percentage to judge the progress of the surgery, but it was the first time he relied entirely on the system's given completion percentage to make that judgment.

Because in the System Operating Room he had tried many times, the completion percentage given by the system was the strongest evaluative standard.

80%……

82%……

84%……

Director Wang's sweat came out again.

The Operating Room's constant temperature of 28°C seemed to have risen above 30°C; heat waves rolled beneath the sterile surgical gown, passing through the sweat-soaked Isolation Gown, making Director Wang feel as if he were in a sauna, his whole body drenched in sweat.

86%……

88%……

90%……

Director Wang watched the newborn's heart rate gradually increase, his fear growing. If he himself were performing the surgery, by this point…… let alone now, even 12 seconds ago he would probably have already finished the surgery.

What remains is for the newborn to continually adapt; every two days tighten a certain suture line, gradually reducing the organs.

The faster the reduction, the better for the newborn, of course. But relatively, the risk is also great…… Is Zheng Lao Ban doing this too hastily?

Director Wang still wanted to advise Zheng Lao Ban.

But she looked around and saw that the doctors and nurses of 912 were all doing what they should be doing, with no one questioning Zheng Lao Ban's operation.

"Wipe sweat." Director Wang turned her head, and the circulating nurse immediately used sterile gauze to dry the sweat on her forehead and temples.

Performing surgery like in a sauna is really exhausting; after stepping down, I must definitely drink a bottle of 5% sugar water, Director Wang thought. Only by thinking of these things could she divert her attention from Zheng Lao Ban's 'dangerous' operation.

92%……

94%……

As the surgery completion percentage increased, Director Wang's heart grew heavier.

If it weren't for Zheng Lao Ban's flawless heart separation surgery, she would have long stopped this risky behavior.

But even so, she only endured it for an extra two seconds.

"Zheng Lao Ban......" Director Wang said hoarsely.

"It's fine, I'm here." Zheng Ren narrowed his eyes, staring fixedly at the ECG monitor; the heart rate kept increasing, already nearly at its limit.

In Zheng Ren's mind, relying on tactile feedback from the suture line, he sensed the degree to which the diaphragm was lifted.

Although his eyes were fixed on the ECG monitor, what Zheng Ren saw was not just numbers; there was also a three-dimensional anatomical image, the diaphragm rising, the patient's thoracic pressure increasing.

It must increase; otherwise, after birth, the cardiopulmonary function would grow abnormally slow under abnormal pressure, the time of ventilator-assisted breathing would be prolonged, leading to the patient relying on mechanical ventilation for a long time to sustain life, causing more unpredictable consequences.

96%……

98%……

Zheng Ren seemed to hear his own heartbeat, and with Good Luck Come's background music, the heartbeat sound and the newborn's heartbeat merged into one, each with its own rhythm, yet forming a whole.

It was like a song, that was the sound of life.

100%……

Zheng Ren stopped, began to suture, and said in a deep voice: "Cut the umbilical cord, Shou Bing is over."