Chapter 612: with translation of chapter title

"603 Can you do it?" - title, not a named entity.

"Wear the lead suit and go on stage!" Zheng Ren was washing his hands, and he shouted back. -> Zheng Ren appears.

Wang Liren was stunned for a moment, are you wearing Lead clothing? What kind of surgery is this?

However, he didn't speak.

During Emergency Rescue, only one voice can speak; if you talk and I talk, each saying a sentence, by the time we reach a consensus the patient would be dead.

Su Yun said: 'Chief Wang, we'll change the chest bottle on this side in a moment.'

After saying that, he went to the patient's other side and began to place the chest bottle.

Zheng Ren walked in wearing Lead clothing, holding up his hands.

Arriving at the instrument table, Xie Yiren's side had already prepared the kidney tray and Oval Forceps, gauze pads.

There was no verbal communication, not even eye contact; everything was so natural.

Zheng Ren took the kidney tray, the circulating nurse poured half a bottle of povidone-iodine into it, and Zheng Ren began disinfecting.

'Su Yun, which side are you preparing to do first on your side?' Zheng Ren's words were a bit awkward, but in the Operating Room nobody failed to understand.

'All the same damn thing.' Su Yun saw that after connecting the chest cavity closed drainage bottle, the bottle filled again, dark red blood gushing out as if free, obviously somewhat annoyed and impatient.

'Yanran, the right side is elevated after anesthesia.' Zheng Ren ignored Su Yun's annoyance, turning to Chu Yanran and saying.

'Okay.' Chu Yanran's side had finished endotracheal intubation, began connecting the ventilator, and intravenously administering propofol and other drugs.

'Call Fugui'er.' Zheng Ren said: 'Let him hurry.'

'Chief Zheng, what are you preparing...' Wang Liren asked from the side.

'The liver injury is severe, we need interventional hemostasis while exploring.' Zheng Ren, while disinfecting, answered without even looking at Wang Liren.

'Chief Zheng, I can perform liver surgery.' Wang Liren said carefully.

Doctor Han was somewhat surprised, although on the way he had heard that this Chief Zheng before them had rescued the thoracic specialist Fang Lin in Di Du, and by coincidence helped Chief Wang diagnose and perform Shou Bing on a P-J Syndrome patient.

No matter how high the skill, Chief Wang wouldn't be this overly cautious, would he?

Suturing the liver, for Chief Wang, is just a moderate task, completely no problem.

'Scrub in, get on the table.' Zheng Ren didn't waste words.

But he also didn't say not to call Professor Rudolf Wagner.

Disinfecting, laying drapes, Zheng Ren was fast but not chaotic.

He didn't directly do Interventional angiography; instead he stood in the surgeon's position, without waiting for Wang Liren and Doctor Han to scrub in, had Chu Yanran help him adjust the sterile light, reached out, and the Hemostatic Forceps clamped povidone-iodine gauze into his hand.

Still, doing surgery at home is comforting; Zheng Ren thought of the 'encounter' in the Big External Operating Room, which simply can't compare to his own.

The thought flashed and vanished, Zheng Ren began disinfecting.

Dry gauze wiped off the povidone-iodine, he reached out, and the scalpel was slapped into his palm.

Making a midline abdominal incision, one cut down, the skin was split open, a ghastly white, not even a drop of bleeding.

'Hurry the blood! Be quick!' Zheng Ren slapped the scalpel to the patient's leg side, reached out, and the Hemostatic Forceps slapped onto his hand.

Blunt Dissection, step by step, fast yet unflustered. In sync with Xie Yiren, Zheng Ren was swift, but Xie Yiren still followed with ease.

Wang Liren and Doctor Han finished scrubbing, wearing Lead clothing, one after the other walked in.

It was their first time wearing Lead clothing, and both were a bit unaccustomed.

After entering, they only saw Zheng Ren alone already beginning with one hand using the abdominal wall Retractor to open the peritoneal cavity, the other hand blindly probing the patient's peritoneal cavity.

The Suction Device was inserted into the patient's peritoneal cavity, dark red blood being sucked out steadily.

'Holy shit... this fast, just the time to scrub in and we're already at this step?' Wang Liren was stunned for a moment.

He had seen Zheng Ren's Shou Bing before, but only assisting with a knife to help him excise intestinal polyps. After Zheng Ren finished removing the intestinal polyps, he did nothing else and quietly stepped down.

In Wang Liren's impression, Zheng Ren's Shou Bing was good, but how good he could only roughly guess. After all, excising intestinal polyps via enterotomy is just a discarded minor procedure, its depth can't be seen.

Originally he thought with himself and three Doctors present, Emergency Rescue wouldn't need to call Zheng Ren at all.

Regarding Director Pan's actions, Wang Liren felt no grudge in his heart; that was impossible.

But this is just a trifle, he didn't pay it much mind.

At this moment seeing Zheng Ren alone opening the abdomen, by the time he finished scrubbing the surgery had already progressed to exploration, Wang Liren's heart jolted.

He hurriedly began to don the Sterile surgical gown.

This is also the case in Hai Cheng; if it were his own hospital, the Director or Team-leading Professor would have reached this step, and he still wouldn't be on the table, fearing he'd get a scolding if he went up.

The circulating nurse was on the phone urging blood; Wang Liren put on the sterile gown, took the sterile gloves Xie Yiren had placed at the edge of the instrument table, removed the packaging, put on the gloves, and came to the Operating table.

Although this appearance isn't standard, in emergency surgery we can make do; an inch of time is an inch of gold, using it now is most appropriate.

Wang Liren felt he was already quick, but the instant he stood in the first-assistant position, Zheng Ren came out holding a shattered spleen in his hands and placed it into the pathology basin.

'...' Wang Liren felt like he was watching a thriller; just moments ago he'd confidently said no need to call anyone, but now thinking back, his statement probably wasn't so certain.

If he were on the table and got scolded, unable to utter a word, how stifled would he be.

No wonder the hospital valued Chief Zheng so much, dispatching four people at once.

Wang Liren's thoughts turned over and over, when suddenly he heard a few clear sounds.

'Retractor, don't space out.' Zheng Ren gazed at the Operating Field, his Hemostatic Forceps tapping the large Retractor.

'Oh.' Wang Liren immediately focused his mind, cannot afford a mistake.

At a glance at the Operating Field, he was instantly dumbfounded.

The patient's liver... almost completely shattered.

Everywhere hematomas, everywhere ruptures, everywhere fresh blood—this... how can we suture it?!

Cut? Surely we can't just remove the whole liver.

If that were the case, could we even do an emergency liver transplant?

Even if the doctors' side had no problem, there's also no liver source.

Wang Liren froze again.

"You, get ready to suture." Zheng Ren said on the operating table, without any courtesy, coldly, then immediately stepped down and stood at the patient's right leg.

"Yi Ren, Yanran, you two go out first." Zheng Ren said.

Su Yun leaned over, took a look at the liver, and said: "Boss, let me handle the liver first, Wang Zong..."

He rarely refrained from talking back to Wang Zong; this was an emergency rescue, everything centered on the patient lying on the table.

But his words were full of distrust, obvious as could be, you could hear it even with your heel.

Wang Liren's face flushed red, and he said in a low voice: "I can do it."

Su Yun said nothing, glanced at Zheng Ren, saw he had no objection, then went to disinfect the right chest wall.

"Tell the thoracic department chief Cao Zong to send someone if needed." Su Yun shouted.

The circulating nurse was busy with countless tasks, but calling someone always took top priority.