Chapter 977: with translation of chapter title

912 Hospital, in the Big External Operating Room, the Shou Bing for partial resection of huge spleen in Ge Xie Disease is nearing its end.

When the huge spleen was cut off, Professor Yang put on sterile gown, wore sterile gloves, and began measuring the spleen's diameter, transverse diameter, and weight.

The Shou Bing wasn't done by Professor Yang, but he felt this could be written as a scientific case report. Perhaps Zheng Lao Ban needs it, or maybe not.

But the main reason is——curiosity.

Just how big is the removed spleen? Only concrete data can be most objective.

In the future, when bragging at the dinner table, one won't be left speechless.

56cm×32cm×11cm, weighing 7.6kg. After actual measurement, Professor Yang was also astonished by this number.

The child is thin and frail; removing such a huge spleen, wouldn't he just float away right away?

A spleen weighing 15 catties—only Zheng Lao Ban would dare to cut it, Professor Yang thought.

However, the patient's blood pressure, heart rate, and pulse were stable; the arterial pressure remained stable around 130 mmHg, not rising much or dropping rapidly.

After removing the huge spleen, Zheng Ren repositioned the liver and intestines. Professor Yang knew this was to prevent negative pressure in the abdominal cavity due to the loss of the large mass, which could lead to a series of pathological changes.

"Zheng Lao Ban, 15 catties." Professor Yang returned to the operating table, chuckling.

"Mm." Zheng Ren, focused on repositioning the intestines, merely gave a soft "mm" to indicate he understood.

Such an attitude, if seen by others, would seem somewhat arrogant.

But Professor Yang didn't mind; the Shou Bing was still ongoing, requiring full concentration, let alone getting distracted and chatting.

The song "Good Luck Come" played on loop, echoing in the ears.

"This song is not bad; next time during the Shou Bing, I'll also play this song." Professor Yang watched Zheng Ren's Shou Bing, his mind wandering.

After irrigation, hemostasis at the spleen's cross-section was achieved, then double-wrapped with large omentum plus absorbable spleen omentum, and a drainage tube was placed for drainage.

Close the abdomen, the Shou Bing ends.

"Zheng Lao Ban, will you often do Big External Shou Bing in the future?" Lao He asked.

He didn't ask about General Surgery Shou Bing, but directly asked about Big External Shou Bing. After all, Zheng Lao Ban and Director Miao have teamed up, having performed kidney transplant Shou Bing; all anesthesiologists in the Operating Room know this.

"I don't know." Zheng Ren replied while closing the abdominal cavity.

"If you come back for Shou Bing next time, would you like me to handle the anesthesia? Midnight emergencies are no problem; I live nearby." Lao He hehe laughed and said.

"Huh? What's wrong?" Zheng Ren asked.

"I just feel your Shou Bing went smoothly and was pleasant to watch." Lao He said, "Just now, when the spleen was transected, it was the best partial spleen resection I've ever seen. The Operating Field was truly clean—looking at it… makes me happy."

Zheng Ren felt it was strange; even if the Shou Bing went well, it wouldn't make Lao He rush over in the middle of the night just to assist him, right?

Never mind, Zheng Ren couldn't be bothered to think about these things.

Lao He's anesthesia was decent; in several Shou Bing, there hadn't been any major foolish mistakes, which was already enough for Zheng Ren.

It doesn't need to be super strong anesthesia; just not dragging things down is fine. If really necessary, I could also handle anesthesia myself.

Zheng Ren had long imagined encountering an average-level anesthesiologist, or the patient having an abnormal trachea making intubation impossible, and wondered what he would do.

But since Lao He voluntarily requested, there's no reason to refuse.

"I don't mind; as long as Director Xu agrees." Zheng Ren said with a smile.

The small patient's subcutaneous tissue layer is especially thin, making suturing relatively easy and effortless.

Lao He heard Zheng Ren's words and broke into a grin.

He monitored the patient's condition, bringing his anesthesia to peak performance. As Zheng Ren's final stitch passed through and the knot was tied, the patient woke from anesthesia and began to stir slightly.

Zheng Ren nodded; not bad.

Hu Yan Hui saw Zheng Ren about to step down, quickly took off his Google glasses, and looked at him with admiration.

She could see the traffic of the Surgery live broadcast.

Even if she doesn't understand the Shou Bing, if she can't even grasp the traffic, she doesn't deserve to be an engineer.

The Shou Bing attracted massive traffic; even the newly renovated Xinglin Road server momentarily experienced instability again.

At that time, Hu Yan Hui was still worried that if Zheng Lao Ban's Shou Bing failed and the patient couldn't get off the operating table, what losses would occur. But the Shou Bing proceeded calmly; Zheng Lao Ban standing on the operating table seemed to have infinite confidence, as reliable as a great mountain.

Hu Yan Hui could faintly hear the exclamations of people on the other side of the wireless network.

Turning and stepping down, Zheng Ren saw the spleen placed in a plastic bucket instead of the usual pathology basin.

The Operating Room never stocks such a large pathology basin, so only a clean bucket could be used as a substitute.

Zheng Ren thought it wouldn't frighten the small patient's mother, so he took a sterile sheet to cover the bucket, and also asked Xie Yiren for a long-handled Oval Forceps.

"Zheng Lao Ban, don't forget the forceps when you come back later!" the circulating nurse reminded.

"Known." Zheng Ren turned to look at Xie Yiren and smiled.

Even if I forget, it's fine; little Yi Ren will remind me.

"Zheng Lao Ban's Shou Bing is extremely proficient." Lao He muttered while handling various equipment.

"Proficient?" Su Yun was taken aback, feeling that word was problematic.

"Yeah, I feel Zheng Lao Ban has done at least a hundred Shou Bing." Lao He said: "Whatever the position, if there are small arteries, everything is clear. In the middle there's a spot where the Retractor has a problem; Zheng Lao Ban slightly touches the outer wall of the Blood Vessel, and I saw his forceps go in directly to clamp the small artery."

"What are you talking about, Lao He." Su Yun said discontentedly: "What does "Retractor has a problem" mean?"

"Uh..." Lao He was at a loss for words.

However, Su Yun, recalling many past Shou Bing, also had some doubts. Usually watching Zheng Ren's Shou Bing, he only felt infinite awe; this level is truly world-class. But Lao He, as an anesthesiologist, surpasses ordinary surgeons, standing farther away, actually sees more clearly.

Has he done it? How come I have no impression? Su Yun quietly watched the small patient wake up, preparing to send him to the anesthesia recovery room, then to ICU. He kept standing there, pondering Lao He's words.

"Hey, let's go." Zheng Ren didn't know when he had come back, put the probe aside, returned the Oval Forceps to Xie Yiren, and greeted Su Yun.

"Boss, have you performed the Shou Bing?" Su Yun blurted out.

"No." Zheng Ren answered calmly.

"Then how is it so proficient?"

"The level is high." Zheng Ren spoke earnestly, spouting nonsense: "Maybe in your view, some people need a hundred or so Shou Bing to reach a certain proficiency, but you see it at a glance, and with two eyes you become proficient. And when Skill reaches a certain degree, you'll find there's basically no need to look at all."

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