Chapter 843: Blood spray on the house

Zhao Wenhua's hand is very stable, which is a must for surgeons and interventionalists.
But after the sixth puncture failed, his hand began to shake involuntarily.
The patient is constantly vomiting blood, and the anesthesiologist and the doctor of gastroenterology are all wearing lead clothes. As time passes, the patient's blood pressure continues to drop.
Leave time for yourself,
Not much already!
Zhao Wenhua took a deep breath and wanted to calm down.
He raised his head, turned his neck, wanted to move, relieved the tension and strive for the next needle. Although he knows, this possibility is minimal.
But what about that?
There are very few tips in the emergency department. Basically all the emergency vomiting blood, the Department of Gastroenterology can temporarily stop bleeding with a ligation under the endoscope.
But this patient is really strange!
Zhao Wenhua sighed in his heart, licking this condition. Why can't I wear it? !
The patient did not have any examination data, let alone nuclear magnetic dispersion, even the simplest ct did not. It is completely blind, without any guidance.
If it can be like Zheng Boss... When this idea first appeared, Zhao Wenhua would not hesitate to crush it and turn it into countless pieces of stars, disappearing into the deepest part of my heart.
I can do it myself! Moreover, Zheng Ren uses the nuclear magnetic dispersion to judge the approach of the puncture needle. Now, in this case, he is afraid that he has no way.
How can I do it? Zhao Wenhua prayed that his luck was better, better, and prepared for the next puncture.
"Xiao Zhao, Zheng boss came, let him try it." Director Xia pressed the button of the intercom, and the voice came in.
Zhao Wenhua’s body and thoughts are also one of the stagnations.
Zheng Ren is coming? What is he doing?
Is it called by Director Luo?
Afterwards, countless thoughts surged and surged. He snorted and wanted to refuse, but when he saw the patient's face pale and sweaty, he might die immediately after a blood spurt out.
Unwilling in my heart, but Zhao Wenhua still barely squeezed a smile, made a gesture to the lead glass, and went out.
"Professor Zhao, let me try, you will have a break." When passing by, Zheng Ren’s words and embarrassment were like a spring breeze.
Zhao Wenhua went out of the operating room and came to the side of Director Luo. "Director Luo, what did you call Zheng boss?"
"Yeah." Director Luo nodded. "Emergency tips surgery is quite difficult, let Zheng boss try it."
"No information is available, I don't think it is very difficult." Zhao Wenhua showed a look of concern and suppressed the anger of being shackled into the operating table. He said, "I have seen the article of Zheng Boss countless times, using nuclear magnetic dispersion to determine The position of the puncture point. Now there is not even a ct piece..."
He said, stopped. The meaning of this expression is already clear.
Director Luo did not speak. It is useless to say anything at the moment. No, I will know when I stepped on the stage.
If possible, Director Luo did not want to force Zheng Ren to the stage. In his view, this is to force the stage to do an emergency surgery that is not sure.
It will become a hate.
Lost, more troubles.
Director Luo took a slow breath and stared at the screen.
Zhao Wenhua looked at Zheng Ren inside the lead glass. He was brushing his hands and wearing sterile clothes at the fastest speed. His eyes seemed to be looking at a certain direction.
Looking down the eye, Zhao Wenhua guessed that Zheng Ren should be looking at the screen opposite the surgeon.
It's just x-ray development.
Zhao Wenhua really does not believe that Zheng Ren can do it unless his luck is good.
However, the time left for Zheng Ren is not much. The patient is vomiting blood from time to time. The mahjong and the nurse are dressed in lead clothes, ready for the third rescue.
The Xie Yi changed their clothes and saw that there were three or four people standing there. They didn't go in. They stood in a corner like a small transparent, watching Zheng Ren's back, with light in his eyes.
This operation was done once in Haicheng.
Because the Haicheng laparoscopic room and the Department of Gastroenterology could not perform the emergency fundus varices ligation, the gastroenterology was compressed with the most traditional three-chamber two-capsule tube, and then Zheng Ren and Su Yun did emergency surgery.
Last time, this time, definitely, you can!
The Xie Yi people have confidence in Zheng Ren.
Zheng Ren put on his clothes, and the airtight lead door has already been slowly closed. Puncture kit in hand, x-ray film has already done countless reconstruction work in the heart, the specific puncture point, Zheng Ren has judged.
Nothing, one can be done, Zheng Ren is full of confidence.
Even if it is a slight flash, isn't there a lucky +16 attribute? Zheng Ren is increasingly interested in the task of adding lucky value.
This kind of invisible, untouchable lucky value is really great.
Zheng Ren even guessed that if Zhao Wenhua had such a high lucky value, the surgery would have been done long ago, and the truth of his own coming is not very necessary.
That bad luck.
The puncture kit went in, and Zheng Renyi glanced at the ECG monitoring. The above values ​​were shocking.

Is there a three-lumen tube?
Zheng Ren asked as he pricked the kit.
"Yes, is it open now?" The nurse wearing the lead coat has been busy for nearly an hour. She is obviously very tired, and her voice is a little weak~EbookFREE.me~Prepare, I have done the tips surgery. First use a three-cavity tube to press, then when to do the ligation, let Director Luo set. "Zheng Rendao.
This way of solving problems has been obsolete for many years. Some people think that the side effects of the three-chamber two-capsule tube are greater, and it is not as good as oral ortho-intestine ice-cold.
Zheng Ren said, the patient suddenly convulsions, a venous blood sprayed out.
Like a rain, blood sprayed onto the shadowless lamp, and the blood drops drawn a myriad of dark red curves. Not beautiful, but like a dead rope that can't be seen, the patient's throat is strangled and he is strangled.
The pressure of this hematemesis was extremely high, and the venous blood was sprayed onto the shadowless lamp, then went straight to the roof and then fell down.
Zheng Ren’s vision is bright red.
The anesthesiologists and nurses were a little confused, first subconsciously trying to avoid, but then realized that this was surgery, emergency treatment, and what they wanted to do.
The suction tube is inserted into the nasal cavity of the patient who is twitching for the first time, and a dark red blood is sucked out.
The anesthesiologist desperately pressed the patient's body and then turned the belt into the ground to prevent the micropump that pumped the venous pump into the rescue.
The rain fell, and the whole operating room had a taste, as if it was in the blood of the boundless hell, never ending.
Zhao Wenhua looked at the situation inside, and after anxiously surprised, he also vaguely had other ideas.
I am lucky, at least the patient is not dead in his own surgery.
Then, can you do something about this?
His IQ is extremely high, his brain turns very fast. For almost a moment, he began to ponder that the patient died on the stage. What he had to do before he could pick himself up and buckle the scorpion on Zheng Ren’s head.
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