The Surgeon’s Studio Chapter 843 - Blood Sprayed Onto The Room

Chapter 843: Blood Sprayed Onto The Room

Zhao Yunlong’s hand was very steady. This was something that a surgeon and an interventional surgeon had to have.

However, after the sixth puncture failed, his hand began to tremble involuntarily.

The patient continued to vomit blood. The anesthetist and the doctors from the Department of Digestive Medicine were all wearing lead clothing. As time pa.s.sed, the patient’s blood pressure continued to drop.

The time left for him…

…was not much!

Zhao Yunlong took a deep breath, trying to calm down.

He raised his head and turned his neck, wanting to move a little to ease his nervous state and be successful with the next needle puncture, although he knew that this possibility was very slim.

But what could he do?

There were very few TIPS surgeries in the Emergency Department. Basically, all the Emergency Department patients vomited blood. The Digestive Department could temporarily stop the bleeding with a ligation surgery under the laparoscope.

But this patient was really f*cking weird!

Zhao Yunlong cursed in his heart. He cursed this d*mned condition! Why could it not be fixed?!

The patient did not have any examination data–let alone the magnetic resonance diffusion, even the simplest CT scan did not exist. He was going in completely blind, without any guidance.

If he could be like Boss Zheng… As soon as this thought appeared, Zhao Yunlong shattered it without hesitation, turning it into countless bits and pieces that disappeared into the depths of his heart.

He could do it himself! Moreover, Zheng Ren used nuclear MRI to determine the path of the needle. In the current situation, he probably could not do anything about it.

How was it going to work? Zhao Yunlong prayed that his luck would be a little better so that he could prepare for the next puncture.

“Little Zhao, Boss Zheng is here. Let him try instead.” Chief Xia pressed the b.u.t.ton on the intercom, and his voice came in.

Zhao Yunlong’s body and mind were both stunned.

‘Zheng Ren is here? Why is he here?’

‘Could it be that Chief Luo called him?’

Then, countless thoughts surged up like a tidal wave. He was stunned for a moment and wanted to refuse, but he saw that the patient’s face was pale and that he was drenched in sweat. He might immediately spit out a mouthful of blood and die.

He was unwilling, but Zhao Yunlong still managed to squeeze out a smile. He made a hand gesture at the lead-lined gla.s.s and walked out dejectedly.

“Professor Zhao, let me give it a try. Please rest.” When they brushed past each other, Zheng Ren’s words were as warm as a spring breeze.

Zhao Yunlong walked out of the operating theater in a daze and came to Chief Luo’s side. “Chief Luo, did you call Boss Zheng Here?”

“Yes.” Chief Luo nodded. “The emergency TIPS surgery is quite difficult. Let Boss Zheng give it a try.”

“There’s no information. I think it’s very difficult.” Zhao Yunlong wore a concerned look, suppressing the anger of being kicked off the operating table in his heart. “I’ve read Boss Zheng’s article countless times and used nuclear MRI to determine the location of the puncture point. But now, there’s not even a CT scan…”

As he spoke, he stopped. The meaning that he wanted to express was already very clear.

Chief Luo did not say anything. At this moment, it was useless to say anything. Whether it worked or not, he would know when he went on stage.

If it was possible, Chief Luo did not want to force Zheng Ren to operate. In his opinion, this was forcing him to perform an emergency surgery that he was not confident in.

If he succeeded, he would attract the envy of others.

If he failed, there would be even more trouble.

Chief Luo slowly took a breath and stared at the screen.

Zhao Yunlong looked at Zheng Ren through the lead-lined gla.s.s. He was using his fastest speed to wash his hands and put on the sterile clothes. His eyes seemed to be looking in a certain direction.

Following his gaze, Zhao Yunlong guessed that Zheng Ren was looking at the screen opposite the pract.i.tioner.

It was just an X-ray image.

Zhao Yunlong really did not believe that Zheng Ren could do it unless his luck was heaven-defying.

However, there was not much time left for Zheng Ren. The patient was vomiting blood from time to time. The anesthetist and nurse were wearing lead-lined clothes inside, ready to perform a third rescue at any time.

Xie Yiren changed her clothes and came in. When she saw that there were three or four people standing inside, she did not go in. She stood in a corner like a small transparent object. As she looked at Zheng Ren’s back, her eyes were s.h.i.+ning.

This kind of surgery had been performed once in Sea City.

Because Sea City’s endoscopy room and the Department of Gastroenterology could not perform emergency gastric varicose ligation surgery, the Department of Gastroenterology used the most traditional three-lumen, two-sac tube to compress. Then, Zheng Ren and Su Yun performed emergency TIPS surgery.

They could do it before, but this time, they would definitely be able to do it!

Xie Yiren had confidence in Zheng Ren.

After Zheng Ren put on his clothes, the airtight lead door was slowly closed. With the piercing kit in hand, he had already done countless reconstruction work with the X-ray. Zheng Ren had already determined the specific piercing point.

It was fine. He could do it in one go. Zheng Ren was full of confidence.

Even if there was a slight mistake, he still had +16 Luck. Zheng Ren became more and more interested in the mission to increase his luck value.

This kind of invisible and untouchable luck value really had a lot of benefits.

Zheng Ren even guessed that, if Zhao Yunlong had such a high luck value, the surgery would have been done long ago. There was really no need for him to come.

That unlucky guy.

The piercing kit went in. Zheng Ren glanced at the ECG monitor. The number on it was shocking.

“Is there a three-chamber tube?” Zheng Ren asked as he put down the puncture kit.

“Yes, do you want to open it now?” The nurse in lead had been busy for almost an hour. She was obviously very tired, and her voice was a little weaker.

“Get ready. After I finish the TIPS surgery, I’ll use the three-chamber tube to compress it first. Then, I’ll let Chief Luo decide when to do the ligature,” Zheng Ren said.

This method of solving the problem had been out of date for many years. Some people thought that the side effects of the three-chamber and two-chamber tube were more severe, and that it was better to take the ice and salt water orally.

As Zheng Ren said this, the patient’s body suddenly twitched, and a mouthful of venous blood spurted out.

Like a shower of blood, fresh blood spurted onto the lamp, and the blood droplets drew countless dark red curves. It was not beautiful, but it was like an invisible life-threatening rope that strangled the patient’s throat, trying to strangle him to death.

The pressure of vomiting blood this time was extremely high. The venous blood sprayed onto the lamp, then went straight up to the roof, and then fell down again.

Zheng Ren’s field of vision was dark red.

The anesthetist and nurse were a little fl.u.s.tered. At first, they subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but then they realized that this was a surgery, an emergency rescue, and that they had to do something.

The sputum suction tube was immediately stuffed into the agitated patient’s nasal cavity, and waves of dark red blood were sucked out.

The anesthetist tried his best to press down on the patient’s body, and then prevent the micro-pump from pumping into the patient’s vein to save him from flatlining.

The rain of blood fell, and the entire operating theater was filled with the smell of blood. It was as if they were in an endless sea of blood from h.e.l.l.

Zhao Yunlong looked at the situation inside. After being anxious and shocked, he had some other thoughts.

He was lucky. At the very least, the patient did not die during his surgery.

Could he make a fuss about this matter later?

His IQ was extremely high, and his brain worked very quickly. Almost in an instant, he began to think about what he should do if the patient died on the stage. Then, he could take himself out and pin the blame on Zheng Ren.