Chapter 814: with translation of chapter title
802 Did he swallow a razor blade?
Whether it's the clothes cabinet or the shoe cabinet, it's the treatment befitting a senior director, just the right height, and it's not troublesome at all.
Zheng Ren changed his clothes and hurried inside.
The patient has so many wounds, who knows how many blood vessels are spurting blood; her blood pressure is definitely extremely low, and every minute and second will decide her life or death.
Emergency rescue, Zheng Ren is already accustomed to it. But each time he goes through it, his Hormone levels rise, still causing various bodily discomfort.
He donned the Sterile Cap, grabbed a Mask, tied the Strap, and walked into the Operating Room.
The emergency operating rooms are up front to save the dozens of seconds needed to push the flat cart there. Zheng Ren, having been to the emergency OR for that P-J Syndrome child, knew his way and quickly found the Shujian.
Jiang Zong was directing the rescue; the patient had just been moved onto the Operating Table, the ECG Monitor showed blood pressure almost unmeasurable, heart rate had jumped to 150 beats per minute, and blood oxygen saturation was still okay at 96%.
"Draw blood!" Jiang Zong looked at the situation and immediately shouted.
The anesthesiologist intubated the patient under general anesthesia; the instrument nurse had already scrubbed her hands and was now opening the Sterile Surgical Pack.
The circulating nurse had already rushed off to call and prepare for blood draw, while the instrument nurse on this side waited to count the instruments with her.
Busy but not chaotic, this is a rhythm Zheng Ren is very familiar with.
"Jiang Zong, did Wang Zong call you?" Zheng Ren approached Jiang Zong and asked.
"Who are you..." Jiang Zong looked at Zheng Ren in surprise.
"Anyone free to go draw blood!" the circulating nurse shouted after finishing the call.
"Hey you, go to the Blood Bank to draw blood." Jiang Zong didn't bother with Zheng Ren; anyway he was wearing an Isolation Gown, Sterile Cap, and Mask, one of our own. Regardless of who he is, he's the only free person right now—hurry and go draw blood.
Uh...
Zheng Ren thought it was unreliable; wasn't the plan to go upstairs and help keep an eye on the surgery?
However he didn't refuse; he turned and jogged to the Gengyishi, put on the White Coat, put on Shoe Covers, and ran to the Blood Bank to draw blood.
A Master-level General Surgery Department doctor had turned into a blood-drawing errand boy; Zheng Ren also felt helpless.
But we can't argue with Jiang Zong on the stage, can we?
Delaying the rescue—that's a big deal.
First draw blood; other things can be discussed later.
After coming out, Zheng Ren found a Sign, glanced at the Blood Bank's location, then instead of waiting for the Elevator, he jogged along the Fire Escape to the Blood Bank.
The efficiency here is high; by the time Zheng Ren reached the Blood Bank, they had already prepared the matching blood type.
Zheng Ren explained that the Operating Room needed blood; after Signature Verification, he carried a large pile of plasma and fresh frozen red blood cells back.
As he entered the Operating Room again, the Operating Room Door happened to open, and the circulating nurse hurried out, almost colliding with Zheng Ren.
She glared at Zheng Ren, then ran out.
The surgery had already begun.
That tense and oppressive atmosphere, Zheng Ren is quite familiar with it. This damn thing is because the patient's injuries are too severe, and Jiang Zong doesn't know what to do.
The circulating nurse went to other Shujian; Zheng Ren saw her hurried look, she must be looking for the director or the Team-leading Professor who is Acting Chief.
He put the blood down; Zheng Ren temporarily couldn't verify it. Triple Check Seven Verification requires someone to cooperate; the main work is the circulating nurse's, and we still have to wait a few dozen seconds.
Zheng Ren took the opportunity to come behind Jiang Zong and glanced at the Operating Field.
In the Operating Field, there was a lot of bright red blood; Jiang Zong was using the Suction Device to suck away the spilled blood to better locate the wound.
But the patient's blood pressure was almost unmeasurable, yet intra-abdominal bleeding was still that fast; no matter how Jiang Zong suctioned, it was just a dark red sheet.
"First palpate the hepatic portal, manually control bleeding, then resect the spleen." Zheng Ren said from behind.
"Oh, okay." Jiang Zong thought it was some professor who had arrived, and responded instinctively.
But he immediately realized, that voice was very unfamiliar.
Hepatic portal, manual hemostasis, apply Tourniquet, loosen every 15 minutes? It looks completely correct, but how does that speaker know the liver has a problem?
Jiang Zong had no time to ask; even if he did, no one would answer.
The circulating nurse ran back, hurriedly saying: "Come over now, let you stop the bleeding first."
This is the professor's reply; probably the surgery over there is also at its most tense moment.
Moreover, because this side has a major emergency rescue, the elective surgery on the other side needs to be sped up.
We can't just leave the patient on the Operating Table to go join another surgery; whose life isn't a life?
After the circulating nurse finished speaking, she immediately began verifying with Zheng Ren the blood type, specifications, and date of the plasma and fresh frozen red blood cells.
This is mandatory; no matter how busy, we must verify.
Transfusing the wrong blood is a huge deal; moreover, making a mistake in the rush is not something that hasn't happened before.
After checking and verifying a bag of red blood cells, they immediately took it to the Machine Warming; the circulating nurse returned to continue verifying the other blood.
Soon the verification was completed, with no errors; the circulating nurse's side went on to other tasks.
Zheng Ren finally had nothing to do; he stood behind Jiang Zong and observed the operating area from the surgeon's perspective.
The liver had already clamped the hepatic portal area; the effect of blood suction was gradually showing. However, the adhesions near the gastrointestinal tract were a mess, with no normal clear anatomical structure.
This little brat went looking for death himself; Zheng Ren sighed inwardly.
Underground Black Clinic—can you just go there casually? Anesthesia, then removing a kidney—who knows?
How did the Apple Kidney Machine come about? It's not like that.
Jiang Zong's Sterile Cap on his head was instantly soaked with sweat; he was beginning to detach the splenogastric ligament, preparing to resect the spleen.
But the adhesions were a mess, also accompanied by edema, and the surgery progressed very slowly, very slowly.
Zheng Ren's eyes narrowed as he observed the operating area; beneath the dark red blood, something faintly appeared.
The patient's bizarre injuries, multi-organ damage—there must be a source.
"Jiang Zong, be careful on your right side; it seems there's something." Zheng Ren saw Jiang Zong reach in, preparing to pull out the spleen, and immediately said.
"Huh?"
"Use the suction device to suck a bit! No, move the position a bit to the right, first quadrant, at the 13° position."
"It's the operator's right side, not the assistant's right side."
"Yes, tap it once!"
"The sound of metal colliding came out."
"In an instant, Jiang Zong's sweat all came out."
"What the hell is this?! Could the patient have swallowed something like a sharp blade?"
"Impossible—if they swallowed blades, the patient would first be injured in the esophagus, the throat area; it absolutely shouldn't be the abdominal cavity."
"Jiang Zong has also seen patients who swallowed blades, with esophageal wounds several centimeters long."
"But the pre-op images showed no problems in the chest cavity or mediastinum; only the abdominal cavity contained a large amount of fluid-like dark areas."
"However, these thoughts only flashed in Jiang Zong's mind before disappearing. Seize the time for Shou Bing—the patient can't last much longer!"
End of Chapter
