Chapter 368: Professor taking pictures

Chapter 368: Professor Takes a Picture
Set off, a group of people set out quietly. There was only a rustle on the hotel carpet. Ouyang and the directors are like escorting their children to the college entrance examination.
The tenacity of the frontiers is most vividly displayed on Ouyang. If they encounter a slightly weaker dean, it is estimated that Zhang Fan has no time to train.
Zhang Fan's luck was so good. I met a colleague who was so united and had a dean who guarded the calves like an old hen. He was so happy.
Only in this system can I understand the value of this thing. Doctor, you may or may not quit, but once you shot, honor and danger go hand in hand. There is a leader who shields you from the wind and rain. It is really happy.
Zhang Fan's liver for two years, not only conquered himself, but also recognized by colleagues. Time is not wasted, enough!
"This is the test report for these three days. I have summarized all of them. At present, the other items are pretty good, but the temperature has already shown signs of rising." Director Ren Li of Cardiology, holding them together Zhang's laboratory report was handed to Zhang Fan.
"Thank you, Director." Zhang Fan was moved by holding the test sheet pasted together. A big director was so intimate to prepare the preoperative materials for him, Zhang Fan was really moved.
"You're welcome."
In front of the hospital's ICU window, leaders gathered, family members gathered, and various places took their seats.
"How about Doctor Zhang." The leader of the Armed Police Corps looked at Zhang Fan earnestly. If Zhang Fan regrets this time, it is estimated that he can eat Zhang Fan.
"No problem. I'll check the room first, how is the operating room prepared." Zhang Fan nodded and smiled. Family members and experts from all walks of life looked at Zhang Fan.
"Everything is ready. The microscope, surgical materials, and disinfection are all as you said. The preparations are in order." The director of Stone Town Hospital hurriedly said.
"Okay, rounds." Wearing the isolation suit, Zhang Fan took the lead in the ICU. Professor Li Houseng, like wearing an isolation suit, followed in. Isolation ICU could not enter too many people. Outside experts consciously line up.
"Director Yan, please." The doctors said one after another.
"I'll rely on the old and sell the old to see it." Professor Yan Dehua of Sanchuan followed in.
"Vital signs are okay. The temperature has risen slightly, the skin has undergone membrane changes, and bacteria have been stationed." Professor Li Housen said gently with sterile gloves, not sure if he was talking to himself or saying Listen to Zhang Fan.
During these three days, as long as he had time, he would observe the wounds of the wounded. The area is too big to make any mistakes.
"Yeah! Regardless of external and internal antibiotics, it's all about getting time for surgery. Now I barely get through the shock period, but without surgery, there is an absolute outbreak of sepsis in three days. You must debride thoroughly before surgery." He didn't say anything, but Professor Yan Dehua of Sanchuan made a difference.
Although they haven't talked to Zhang Fan in Stone Town, they are all healers and have a benevolent mentality. Although Zhang Fan is not optimistic, but now the arrow has to be sent on the string. Although it was not explicitly said to Zhang Fan, there were only three doctors in the ICU.
Zhang Fan didn't say anything, but what they said now made them uneasy, simply said nothing, looked carefully, and checked carefully. Then, turn on the pager: "Come in a nurse. Bring the camera I explained."
The nurses in Stone Town also have technical skills, but after all, they are unfamiliar with Zhang Fan. This kind of time is the most suitable for Baoyin who cooperates with Zhang Fan many times. The large isolation suit covers the young face, but it cannot cover it. She has a proud figure.
"Physiological saline infiltrates the gauze to cover the wounded's eyes." Zhang Fan calmly directed Baoyin.
"Teacher, please help me get the camera." There was only one nurse, Zhang Fan, with a serious tone. She didn't dare to give the camera to Zhang Fan, and chose a more kind Li Housen.
"it is good."
Repair, not sacks. Not only to save people, but also to achieve the greatest degree of beauty, especially the repair of the wounded face. If a long suture scar comes in, the wounded will be a permanent scar in the heart even if the wound is recovered.
Bao Yin took sterile gloves to cover the patient's eyes with saline gauze and made a gesture to the outside. The nurse outside turned on the fluorescent lamp.
Zhang Fan began to shake the patient's position, ready to take pictures, and restore the characteristics of surgery.
This kind of reparative surgery must be contrasted, keeping dynamic preoperative and postoperative data to prepare for the next two operations. Zhang Fan poses, Professor Li Housen takes pictures, this kind of photography is very sophisticated, eh, after all, is a leading professor, the level is really good.
"Ka! Ka! Ka!" The soldier's most terrible side was permanently retained. Except for the medical special issue, this kind of photograph is estimated to be terror in other places.
"Do the last oral care before the operation, and do a good job of treating the surface wounds." Zhang Fan said one, Baoyin did one, and Zhang Fan and Baoyin checked together.
Lao Yan and Li helped Bao Yin end up with the plate and hand over the equipment without any identity. The more meticulous Zhang Fan did, the more reassured they were.
"Come on, help, and roll over." Zhang Fan said to Professor Li Hosen and Professor Yan Dehua. You're welcome before, but you're welcome now.
"Bao Yin, fast. Do perianal cleansing." Because there will be thigh surgery, it is also important to clean the perianal before surgery. After handling the preoperative preparations, Zhang Fan said, "Enter the operating room."
The patient had a special channel. Zhang Fan came out of the ICU, nodded to the crowd, and said to Guli and Lu Shuyan, "Enter the operating room."
"Please!" The leader of the Armed Police Corps looked at Zhang Fan with a grim look.
"Huh!" Zhang Fan nodded.
"Dr. Zhang, please be attentive! The child is still young. Really, he is alive, please. I gave you a hoe!" It hurts in the child, hurts in the heart, only a few days Time, or the middle-aged mother is old and looks like nothing.
"Sister, don't do this, rest assured, you must be attentive, you must go all out." The wounded mother, supported by Zhang Fan and the head nurse, could not kneel, tears were streaming down. She is helpless now, and Zhang Fan is like the only straw she drowns in.
"Dr. Zhang, thank you, thank you. Hey! My child is so pitiful!" The long cry could not cause any pain in my heart.
"Head nurse, help your family to rest." Zhang Fan didn't dare to tremble, he didn't dare to be emotional. This operation can not be traced of errors. In the system, he failed many times in the early stage. It is really difficult, and others cannot believe it.
With the cry of the injured mother, Zhang Fan led the surgeon into the operating room. Professor Li Housen is not good at surgery, but he is the inventor of this operation and must enter the operating room.
Professor Yan, director of the Mikawa Transplant Department, also entered the operating room. Although this operation was performed under the microscope, there were too many experts. With the consent of Zhang Fan, the camera in the operating room was turned on.
Fan Zhang entered the operating room, and the directors of the various departments in Chasu City stayed in the operating room next door, always ready to help Zhang Fan.
"The anesthesia is completed and the operation is started." Anesthesiologist Liu Yaowen said quietly to Zhang Fan who closed his eyes.
"Well," Zhang Fan opened his eyes, and his very godly eyes opened.
"Debridement begins."
Wipe with ether, dipped in an alcohol cotton ball, and thoroughly clean the patient's wound.
Wash hands, shop, and cover towels. Then the itinerant nurse adjusted the shadowless lamp, "Dr. Zhang, how about it."
"Okay!" Zhang Fan exhaled slowly after speaking.
"Surgery begins."
The pink flowers swayed in the breeze, and the dew drops falling slowly were like tears of the wounded mother, crystal clear.
(End of this chapter)