Chapter 673: line with translation of title

Su Yun remained silent, he did not know whether Zheng Ren's actions were right or wrong.

Zheng Ren said firmly, "Can the little girl's injury recover? That's a joke, this is the most basic medical common sense. Recover? It's absolutely impossible!!"

He was comforting the patient, but this comfort would eventually turn into disappointment. However, at that time, this young patient had already been sent to the rear, out of danger.

Even if he could not accept it temporarily, there should be no threat to life.

Right or wrong, who knows?

Such a thought flashed through his mind, and right and wrong were directly discarded.

He tidied up the small sterile package and placed it on a broken wooden stool.

"Boss, ready." Su Yun softly interrupted Zheng Ren and the little girl's conversation, speaking softly.

"Little sister, close your eyes, it will be over soon." Zheng Ren wore a mask, his eyes narrowed as if smiling, his tone gentle.

"Mm." The little girl lightly nodded, obedient and gentle, full of trust in Zheng Ren.

Her former willfulness and spoiled nature had vanished after a natural disaster. I don't know what force changed her personality, or perhaps she was always like this.

She is more sensible than other girls her age.

Seeing her slowly close her eyes, Zheng Ren began the puncture, inserting the guidewire and catheter.

Performing interventional surgery on the gastrointestinal machine, ninety-nine percent of Intervention Department Doctors in the world cannot do it.

This machine is crude, crude to a certain extent, making it difficult to precisely judge the guidewire's position.

Zheng Ren only dared to try because his interventional surgery skill had reached master level.

In the System Operating Room, he failed many times, spending more training time than treating Dr. Mei Ha'er's coronary artery rotational ablation, before mastering the technique of surgery under the gastrointestinal machine.

This expense is a one-time thing, and there is basically no possibility of using it again in the future.

This time, it's a sudden incident; Zheng Ren does not want to have any future opportunity to use the gastrointestinal machine for surgery.

Although it's a one-time investment, Zheng Ren, this miser, still hesitates not at all in pouring out large amounts of surgical training time.

During this special period, no expense is spared; waste, frugality, input and output ratio—none of these are considered.

From Zheng Ren to each small team rushing to the front lines, and then to the larger forces following behind, it spread across the nation. On the dense road and rail networks, collectives and individuals who received the information and rushed to the front lines of earthquake relief all shared the same idea.

Countless supplies gathered, even strategic reserves were mobilized, all to exert maximum effort and rescue more survivors from the disaster zone.

Zheng Ren is merely one among countless people who share the same idea.

Shou Bing began, blind operation, Zheng Ren full of confidence.

Su Yun watched Zheng Ren perform cross-hand operation, while he himself acted as an instrument nurse on the side, his eyes flashing with a strange light.

Blind operation, performing super-selective?

How did Zheng Ren enter the correct blood vessel via blind operation using a branch of the external iliac artery? Or is this guy just putting on a show?

It shouldn't be the latter; based on Su Yun's understanding of Zheng Ren and the powerful aura of confidence emanating from him, he tells himself that this boss of his has blind operation skills reaching an astonishing level.

A few minutes later, Zheng Ren stopped cross-hand operation and began to tread the line.

As Su Yun had expected, the guidewire was located in the anterior tibial artery of the lower leg.

This guy truly has no limits; Su Yun, without showing any emotion, sighed inwardly.

In an instant, all drowsiness vanished.

He showed no emotion, silently pursuing, not allowing Zheng Ren this guy to become overly pleased.

Zheng Ren paid no attention to what Su Yun was thinking; he followed the guidewire and inserted the thrombectomy catheter.

The image displayed on the gastrointestinal machine is coarse and crude, full of artifacts. Its resolution fundamentally cannot reach the level required for interventional surgery, let alone a particularly fine thrombectomy surgery.

Yet Zheng Ren's hand was still making fine adjustments to the angle of the thrombectomy catheter, the motion not fast, extremely steady.

When the thrombectomy catheter reached the position, he hesitated not at all and clicked once.

No change visible on the image, but Su Yun knew that at this moment, in the little girl's anterior tibial artery, the front end of the thrombectomy catheter had already "sprayed" out the thrombectomy net, ensnaring the clot.

Indeed, the thrombectomy catheter immediately retreated. A dark mass shown on the image followed along as the guidewire and catheter withdrew.

Looking at Zheng Ren's operation, it seems especially simple.

But Su Yun knows that it only looks simple; in reality, the number of people worldwide capable of reaching this level is absolutely few, perhaps only the one before him.

The clot was removed, a purplish-black thrombus about 4 cm long placed on a white sterile gauze, shocking to behold.

Zheng Ren did not stop; the same operation continued.

Only this time, the position entered by the guidewire and catheter was deeper than before.

Su Yun could see with the naked eye that as the embolic clot was removed, many capillaries in the victim's lower leg were reopened.

After two thrombectomies, Zheng Ren hesitated a bit.

"Boss, continue; the main force will arrive soon, bleeding is a minor issue." Su Yun guessed what Zheng Ren was hesitating about, came over and said softly.

"It has nothing to do with the main force." Zheng Ren said: "Opening the road will still take at least two days. In other words, if it opens, next time she must be sent away by helicopter."

After entering the disaster zone, one is constantly faced with multiple-choice questions.

The little girl boarding the helicopter means someone else cannot get on. Each of them is a critically injured patient; whether they can board the helicopter largely determines whether they can survive.

Looking back now, every emergency rescue at Haicheng Shi Yiyuan makes people feel relieved.

No need to consider other non-medical issues; giving it one's all is enough.

Adults don't do multiple-choice questions; that's just a pretentious saying.

Zheng Ren simply cannot afford to buy a helicopter from the System Space to send all patients to the rear, to Huaxi, for the most professional treatment.

He hesitated only a few seconds; at the moment he thought of giving up the surgery, he still pushed the guidewire forward.

Su Yun let out a breath; if he were to give up just like that, he would truly be unwilling.

But he knows what Zheng Ren chose—continuing downward thrombectomy, opening the blood vessel, will face massive bleeding; the wound that had stopped bleeding would reopen.

Will the little girl die from massive bleeding?

How should Shou Bing be done properly?

Su Yun couldn't think of a perfect solution; he could also sense Zheng Ren's hesitation. The little Boss also didn't know what to do!

So what is he preparing to do?

Su Yun watched the screen curiously, waiting for Zheng Ren to toe the line, to see exactly how he would do it.

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In the comments under yesterday's chapter, a friend mentioned the high-speed rail issue. Um…… I really don't know about this. I won't change it…… Hope it gets built soon……