The Surgeon's Studio Chapter 723 - The Flesh And Blood Body Turned Into One Of Steel

Chapter 723: The Flesh And Blood Body Turned Into One Of Steel

Chief Chen, who had come to Pengxi Village Hospital for an ‘inspection’ once, was busy currently busy in the Chengdu Provincial Hospital.

He was too old, and his eyes and hands were shaking so he could not go into surgery. Because of that, he sat in the ward and used his rich clinical experience to help the matron and other doctors look after serious illnesses after surgery.

Although he did not specialize in serious illnesses, Chief Chen had seen and treated countless patients in his lifetime. His rich experience made up for his shortcomings.

As an old man in his seventies, he had already entered a state of selflessness.

He could no longer stay up for a few days and nights without sleeping just like any young man. It was not a big deal. He only slept for two or three hours a day, which quickly drained his energy.

Sometimes, he would think of the young surgeon who was in the interventional radiology suite in Pengxi Village. His surgical skills were superb and could be even called outstanding

“It’s good to be young.” Chief Chen sighed emotionally.

As time pa.s.sed, his body became heavier and heavier. He felt very helpless. People always had to submit to their old age.

However, he definitely could not do so in the current situation.

Another batch of injured people was transferred down from the front line. Although Chief Chen was tired, he was keenly aware that there was a problem with the number of injured people in this current batch.

They came from Pengxi Village. Usually, every ambulance was filled with severely injured people after surgery. However, only one patient was transferred from one ambulance to another this time. The other two people were the injured people post-surgery.

Could it be that they really withstood the flood of injured people and managed to survive?

After Chief Chen handed over the injured people, he brought the injured people after the pelvic fracture intervention to the ward and arranged their beds for them.

His blood pressure had stabilized. It was enough to check if there were any other injuries to his organs before conducting a large number of blood transfusions and rehydration. He had to pay attention to the amount of intakes.

If there were unexpected complications, there wouldn’t be enough doctors to help.

He sat in his office and took a breather. The physicians who came to support him were watching outside. There would not be any major problems.

Once he calmed down, he felt extremely tired. Besides that, a young figure appeared.

The young man was really not bad.

Chief Chen muttered to himself, “Has the interventional surgery in Pengxi Village been completed? It’s possible. Let’s make a call and ask.”

He found Chief Jiang’s number and dialed it.

“Little Jiang, it’s me,” Chief Chen said.

The voice on the other end of the phone was a girl’s voice.

“Chief Jiang is sick. He’s resting.”

“Sick? What’s wrong?” Chief Chen was surprised.

“Acute anterior wall myocardial infarction. He just had a thrombectomy and stent surgery. He’s recovering with medication,” the person on the other end explained.

Chief Chen was most afraid that he would suddenly fall sick and cause trouble for the clinical doctors.

He did not expect that Chief Jiang, who was much younger than him, would not be able to hold on and fall down first.

It was not easy for Pengxi Village to use its flesh and blood body to transform into one of steel, a great wall that was able to withstand the flood of the injured. Chief Chen was slightly distracted and sighed in his heart.

“You are…” The voice of the young nurse rang from the other end of the phone. “Is there anything you need me to convey?”

“There aren’t many patients on your side who need to undergo an interventional surgery, right?”

“The patients with pelvic fractures have all been completed. How many have been pulled down from the frontline? How many have we done? The peak period has already pa.s.sed.” The young nurse’s voice carried a hint of pride.

Chief Chen praised in his heart.

“What surgery is Doctor Zheng doing?” Chief Chen asked.

“Doctor Zheng is on the phone. I don’t understand anything about the post-intervention amputation.”

“After he’s done with the surgery, ask Doctor Zheng to call me.” Chief Chen hung up the phone after he finished speaking.

He was calculating in his heart. The peak period of transporting the injured had pa.s.sed. After that, Doctor Zheng would definitely take another step back and come to a hospital in Chengdu.

Should he make the first move and capture him?

This idea seemed to be a good one.

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Chief Jiang went to rest at Pengxi Village Hospital. The interventional radiology suite in Pengxi Village Hospital was not in a mess because of his departure.

Xie Ning did not stay there to oversee things as things gradually went on the right track. The numbers and medical records of every injured person were established, and order was beginning to form amidst the chaos.

However, Zheng Ren was very troubled.

The number of patients with severe pelvic fractures was decreasing and the number of thrombectomy surgeries he performed was also gradually increasing.

However, Zheng Ren realized that his previous thoughts were too simple.

After the thrombectomy, he would follow the radiographic films and the interventional doctors would guide him to perform the amputation. It would require too much manpower. And now, both the interventional doctors and the orthopedic doctors were so busy that they did not have time to think about it carefully.

Zheng Ren stood at the peak of his skills for interventional surgery and no one else could follow. No one else could keep up with what he was thinking.

In the end, Zheng Ren thought of many ways but other than performing the surgery directly on the hybrid operating table, there was no other better solution. Fortunately, Huaxi had put in a lot of manpower to deal with the seriously injured people and had successfully solved the problem.

He hung up the phone, feeling a little worried.

“Dr. Zheng, Chief Chen of the Chengdu Provincial Hospital asked you to contact him after you’re done with your work,” the young nurse came over and said when she saw Zheng Ren put down his phone in a daze.

“Chief Chen?” Zheng Ren remembered the name but could not remember what he looked like or how old he was.

“He seems to be in a hurry. Here’s his cell phone number.”

Zheng Ren took a piece of paper with a cell phone number written on it. He was thinking about what to do as he dialed the number in his hand.

“h.e.l.lo, Chief Chen.” Zheng Ren was habitually polite. Although he did not remember Chief Chen’s appearance, it was always right to be polite.

“Little Zheng, are you almost done with the surgery?” Chief Chen went straight to the point.

“Yes, I’m almost done with the treatment of the patients with severe pelvic fractures.” A solution suddenly occurred in Zheng Ren’s mind.

“Where are you going next?” Chief Chen asked.

Where to? Zheng Ren was stunned. Was he being invited?

“Chief Chen, I want a hybrid operating table. If possible, I plan to perform embolectomy and amputation,” Zheng Ren said.

“Come to the Chengdu Provincial Hospital. Although I have retired, it’s not a problem for me to get you a hybrid operating table,” Chief Chen said.

The two spoke a few words and finalized the details. After that, they ended the call.

Going to the Chengdu Provincial Hospital was a good choice.

Zheng Ren did some calculations and had a rough plan.

“Su Yun!” Zheng Ren called out.

“He’s on stage. What’s the matter, Doctor Zheng?” Mu Tao’s voice was heard.

Zheng Ren walked to the operating room next door and saw Mu Tao lying down. He made good use of the time to rest and recover.

Seeing Zheng Ren enter, Mu Tao sat up.

“Teacher Mu, Su Yun and I are leaving. I’ll leave this side to you,” Zheng Ren said as he came in.

“Leave? Where to?”

“The Chengdu Provincial Hospital.”

“Uh… What are you going to do there?” Mu Tao asked.

After some time, Mu Tao felt that Zheng Ren was really not bad, if not for his talkative and sarcastic a.s.sistant.

“I’m going there to go and do the surgery to remove the embolus and amputate the leg.”