Chapter 672: Not 1 person in battle

In a narrow space, the air is not well circulated, and some are boring.
Every step of Zheng Ren's movements is very stable. The patient is in a semi-conscious state and does not need to communicate. Only the corresponding anti-shock treatment can be done.
Prepare sterile bags and consumables for intervention.
The people who prepared the consumables at the rear were not very familiar with what Zheng Ren needed, and there was no way to ask, so all kinds of pipes and medicines were brought to him.
Zheng Ren chose the consumables he had to use, and when he was ready to stop, he suddenly felt a little shaking on the ground.
No way, Zheng Ren smiled and began to make a simple, rough disinfection treatment for the small space.
Open the outer layer of the sterile bag, and Zheng Ren does not brush his hands and wear sterile gloves directly.
Such a simple environment, without any conditions, can only be aseptic as possible.
The ground swayed more and more, and Zheng Ren could hear the sound of a whistle under his feet.
But he didn't have any ideas to run. In the face of this situation, the small earthquake does not need to run, the big earthquake can not run.
Everything is left to fate.
It is true to stop the surgery and stop the continuous bleeding. After the patient's peritoneal pressure is extremely high, small blood vessels continue to ooze blood, and there is no condition for blood transfusion.
Intervene to stop bleeding, and then the seriously injured person transferred to Rongcheng as soon as possible, whether it is to go to Huaxi or the provincial hospital, as long as it can be handled properly, everything... It’s too late to say good to Zheng Ren, now what I am doing is just a hope.
It is like the light spot on the horizon of black pressure, which means hope.
Local disinfection, laying a sterile towel and puncture.
Suddenly, Zheng Ren shook a bit.
The ground whistling from the ground under the feet is getting louder and louder. It is obvious that people outside have sensed this. Su Yun and Zhao Yunlong began to shout outside and let Zheng Ren first come out.
Zheng Ren did not pay attention, his mouth contained an emergency flashlight, and continued to operate by the light of the flashlight.
The intensity of aftershocks can only be considered moderate, and cannot be compared with the last time.
The feet were getting more and more swaying, and Zheng Ren’s hand was extremely stable, without a trace of trembling.
In less than thirty seconds, the microwire was sent to the position.
Open the gastrointestinal machine and a very blurred image appears in front of you. Zheng Ren's posture is very weird, his head is slightly low, so that the flashlight contained in his mouth does not fall on the screen of the gastrointestinal machine. But the eyes are trying to pick up and see blurred images.
A person is surgery, so lonely.
A person is operating in the earthquake zone, especially lonely.
A man was operating in the building where the earthquake zone had collapsed, and he was alone in the bones.
A person, braving the aftershocks, with a flashlight in his mouth, has collapsed... Then he will continue to collapse, and it is not alone to bury himself in the place where he is doing surgery.
This is racing with the of death.
Outside the figure, you have to get in, but you are caught by others, dragging away from the most dangerous places, so that this dangerous building will collapse directly, and a certain range of people outside will be buried.
Zhao Yunlong, this person can, Zheng Ren blinked his eyes, staring at the image while watching, while carefully distinguishing many branches of the internal iliac artery, I thought of it.
Su Yun that goods come in to make a wool? If the building collapses, will you die with yourself?
Nonsense.
Can live, or live more alone. It’s so bloody, Zheng Ren doesn’t like this kind of story.
In the blurred picture, Zheng Ren distinguishes the arterial branches with his feelings. It is an extremely difficult operation in itself, and it usually takes at least three or five hours for the interventional doctor to do it.
However, in the hands of Zheng Ren, even with only the gastrointestinal machine, the surgery has become extremely simple.
It seems that there is no difference between the two C-arm machines in the Haicheng emergency operating room. The effect of hundreds of thousands of devices and tens of millions of devices is the same.
Micro-guidewire goes all the way, over-selection, fight drugs, embolization, angiography, in one go.
The ground is fluctuating, and the whistling sounds constantly. It seems that countless devils and sinisters are threatening and intimidating Zheng Ren.
But all this did not make his hand tremble, like on the hybrid operating table in the Haicheng emergency operating room, outside is Chu Yuran and Chu Yuzhi, watching the number of the monitor.
The Shay people sat in a corner waiting, or rushed in for rescue, or the operation was successful, and came in to clean up the house.
That kind of life, now think about it, it’s really wonderful.
Zheng Ren tried to imagine this sturdy space as his most familiar hybrid operating table. He is not alone. As long as he says something, there must be countless people coming in outside.
Well, yes, not a person is fighting.
This is not to comfort yourself. If you need it, even if it is dangerous again, as long as you cry out, there will be many unrecognized PLA soldiers rushing in, even if it will collapse in the next second.
Not alone, not at all.
The second, the third...
In the desperate situation, Zheng Renzhen issued an unparalleled focus.
The level of surgery was straight to the sky. He didn't notice that in the system space, the tree that had already been luxuriant was crazy, barbaric and green.
The fluctuation of the earthquake did not notice.
Inadvertently, Zheng Ren's movements and the fluctuations of the ground are coordinated, as if playing a beautiful piece of music, the sound is long and distant, magnificent.
Even Zheng Ren has forgotten the danger and is immersed in a wonderful rhythm.
Fight with the sky,
Fight with the ground,
Fighting with injuries.
fighting,
There is no end to it.
Unconsciously, the aftershocks disappeared. The whistling sound from the depths of the earth went back helplessly, as if the monster was tired, tired, and slept.
Zheng Ren still did not notice all of this. He relaxed all over the body, sensing all the dynamics, and manipulating the micro-guide wire through his wrists and fingers to accomplish his purpose.
A total of six blood vessel branches, 25 minutes, all embolization was completed.
When the final angiography, no longer a large area of ​​contrast agent exudation, Zheng Rencai took a breath ~ EbookFREE.me ~ removed the micro-guide wire.
After the operation was completed, Zheng Ren also came out of the mysterious realm.
It’s weird... Zheng Ren realized this time, it seems... It seems... I have improved again?
At the level of Professor Gao Shaojie and Rudolf Wagner, progress is difficult, not to mention their own level.
However, Zheng Ren did feel the progress. He didn't have time to look at the system space. The micro-wires were pulled out, and there was no time to oppress the hemostasis. After the pressure bandaging, he called the person to carry the patient out.
Two young PLA soldiers immediately came in, using their shoulders, using their heads, and holding the stretcher against all available parts until the outside person pulled out the simple stretcher.
Zheng Ren made a gesture, indicating that they should go out first, and then they themselves.
However, the young PLA soldiers did not move, and the two men salute at the same time, set up a bridge, and signaled that Zheng Ren stepped on.
At the moment of seeing the salute, Zheng Ren was calm, but burst into tears.