Chapter 475: 467 Pulling Out the Rebar

Zheng Ren searched bit by bit for bleeding points, quickly staunching the bleeding from all peripheral points where the rebar had caused damage.

He flushed the peritoneal cavity with warm saline, washing and suctioning out feces and digestive fluids.

The infection is severe, especially severe!

Zheng Ren knew that even if the surgery succeeded, the patient's chance of survival was not high.

The heavens are split halfway open.

If Su Yun were in the ICU, perhaps the survival hope could increase by 10%. But that's all.

Yang Lei put on his clothes, went on stage and replaced Su Yun on the thoracic surgery side.

Su Yun was not polite either, directly taking the position of the thoracic surgeon.

Cao Guozhen scrubbed out, saw Su Yun standing in the surgeon's position, merely stunned for a moment, said nothing, honestly put on his clothes, and stood at the assistant's position.

Yang Lei held the patient's protruding intestines with one hand and held the suction device with the other, helping Zheng Ren expose the operating field.

The patient's injuries are extremely severe; the numbers on the monitor cannot represent everything.

The most crucial step is the instant the rebar is removed.

Countless blood vessels will bleed simultaneously. The chest cavity is manageable, but most important is the abdominal cavity.

Can I match Zheng Ren's hand speed? Yang Lei felt a bit apprehensive. But in this situation, even if he couldn't do it, he had to grit his teeth and step up.

In emergency rescue, there is no room for retreat.

"I'll go get blood!" Chu Yan zhi shouted loudly in the hallway, her voice fading as she apparently ran while speaking.

Zheng Ren glanced at Su Yun's side to check the progress.

Within a few minutes, the chest cavity was opened, the retractor expanded it to the maximum, the ribs were surely broken, and Su Yun had done it on purpose.

If we ensured the ribs weren't broken, the operating field would be small. Weighing the pros and cons, the choice is already clear.

"The left lower lobe is penetrated, the upper lobe is penetrated, the intercostal artery is ruptured; on my side it's not a big deal, mainly I need to see your side." Su Yun examined the chest cavity and said calmly.

"Director Cao, where are your people?" Zheng Ren asked.

His tone was very solemn, almost like an interrogation.

Originally they were both inpatient chiefs of equal rank; Zheng Ren had no reason to speak like that. Even without any leverage, after saying this, Cao Guozhen could completely ignore him.

But Cao Guozhen had seen Zheng Ren and Su Yun perform surgery; their skill was indeed high.

Most doctors have a strong scholarly air.

For those whose skill surpasses one's own, although they don't say it outright, when faced with emergency rescue, naturally the most skilled person takes the lead and directs the rescue.

Cao Guozhen stared for a moment, then immediately said: "Circulating nurse, please call 042 and have Hai Bo come up quickly."

The circulating nurse picked up the phone, dialed thoracic surgery, then put the phone to Cao Guozhen's ear.

"Sister Zhang, tell Hai Bo to come to the emergency operating room quickly! If he doesn't get here within three minutes, he damn well won't get on stage this year!" Cao Guozhen roared.

What an embarrassing spectacle, Cao Guozhen thought. In an emergency rescue, still dawdling—who the hell learned this bad habit!

Lin Hai Bo, who had graduated from college less than a year ago, came to Haicheng Shi Yiyuan and was still rotating. He is now rotating in thoracic surgery as an inpatient doctor.

Today there is a coronary artery bypass surgery in thoracic surgery; Lin Hai Bo is very interested. With the rapid development of interventional cardiology, bypass surgeries in cardiothoracic surgery are becoming fewer and fewer.

Although this procedure is destined to disappear in the future, Lin Hai Bo still pays close attention. Perhaps if he doesn't watch this time, he won't get another chance to see a coronary artery bypass.

Upon receiving his first call from Cao Guozhen asking him to join the emergency rescue, Lin Hai Bo felt somewhat annoyed.

Emergency rescue—isn't it just always the same old stuff?

The coronary artery bypass surgery on this side had already begun; Lin Hai Bo deliberately dawdled for a few minutes, wanting to take a few more looks.

But just a few minutes later, the department's phone rang. The nurse who had conveyed the orders passed on Cao Guozhen's original words to Lin Hai Bo, scaring him half to death.

After a year of rotation, no surgeries performed? That guy is basically useless!

What are you still looking at for the bypass? Hurry up and go.

He dashed to the emergency operating room; upon entering, he first apologized to Cao Guozhen.

"Director Cao, sorry, I..."

"Put on gloves and pull out the rebar." Zheng Ren said coldly, with a pile of instruments laid out nearby.

Only then did Lin Hai Bo sense that the atmosphere was off; the entire operating room was filled with tension.

He stared for a moment, then looked toward Cao Guozhen.

Wait, why is Director Cao in the assistant's position? Does he not need to go up himself? Pull out the rebar? What the hell is that?

"Hurry up! What are you dawdling for?" Cao Guozhen shouted.

Lin Hai Bo shuddered, then immediately took the gloves from the circulating nurse. While putting on the gloves, he observed the surgery.

After a glance, his hair stood on end, almost lifting his sterile cap.

A rebar stained with rust and blood had pierced the patient's body; the large surgical incision exposed the rebar.

A small segment was outside the body, but the main part of the rebar was inside.

This... this person... can he still be alive?

Only then did he understand what it meant to pull out the rebar himself.

The rebar creates enormous friction with the internal organs and bones. To pull it out swiftly and cleanly, this kind of work is definitely not something a woman could do.

If repeatedly entangled, the rebar cannot be pulled out quickly, leading to delayed hemostasis and massive bleeding.

The consequences are easy to imagine.

Seeing this situation, Lin Hai Bo felt his legs go weak.

He struggled to move to the other side of the patient and, beneath the sterile drape, felt the rebar.

"Pull along the direction of insertion, trying not to cause too much secondary damage," Zheng Ren said.

"Direction, direction..." Lin Hai Bo felt dazed, his stomach churning, wanting to vomit.

Doctors are ordinary people too. Many young doctors, lacking experience, still produce natural reactions when faced with special situations.

Lin Hai Bo's situation is exactly like that.

He forced himself to endure the bodily discomfort, trying not to look at the operating field.

Zheng Ren looked at Lin Hai Bo helplessly, seeing his eyes slightly closed, he frowned and said: "Apply force to your front-left 33° angle. Don't let the force deviate left or right—be quick!"

Lin Hai Bo was dazed.

33° angle? Can it be that precise?

Instinctively, he did as Zheng Ren said. But that 33° angle—this precise angle—he really couldn't find it.

"To the right, yes, upward, then a little more to the right." Zheng Ren judged from Lin Hai Bo's hand shape and posture, constantly correcting his direction.

After one minute, Lin Hai Bo was like a statue, twisted into a weird posture.

"Good, just like that." Zheng Ren said, "Move the machine behind a bit; be careful not to bump the rebar. You must exert force, pull it out in one go—the faster, the better."

Cao Guozhen's lips twitched; under the mask, no one saw it.

In his view, it would be better to pull it out a little, or to cut it off in the middle would also work. However, cutting it would produce a lot of heat and require firefighters to come, which is especially troublesome and wastes time. But doing it this way can staunch the bleeding a little, preventing a sudden massive hemorrhage.

Although he also knew that both options have their pros and cons, but he is not the practitioner.

"Good, hold steady, exert force!"