v2 Chapter 1256： Honest, how can I be honest?

Chapter 1256 Honesty, how can I be honest?

Zhang Fan also has his own style for surgery requirements.

Because of his accuracy and the training of his hand in the system, it has reached a certain level.

So in ordinary operations, it is often required that no blood can be seen in the surgical field. It can be said that even a few senior brothers can't find a cleaner operation than Zhang Fan's surgical field.

To use the words of Master Zhou Hongyi: Zhang Fan has a perverted requirement for surgical vision! In fact, this is also the pot of the system. The surgical simulations that the system gives to Zhang Fan are all without blood in the surgical field.

Over time, Zhang Fan was performing surgery in reality, and he felt that what was here should be the same as in the system.

Of course, ordinary doctors can't do it, but Zhang Fan is different.

But today’s operation, if according to Zhang Fan’s previous operation style, it’s just **** and fleshy.

The head of the large intestine and the small intestine. When the stitches are turned, the blood is flying, although it does not look like rain, but it can occasionally throw up one or two blood beads.

It’s not that Zhang Fan didn’t have time to stop the bleeding. It’s really troublesome to glue the two ends together.

Take people as an example. A man and a woman kiss for a short time without any problems, as long as they meet each other's eyes.

But even in a very close relationship between men and women, if you let a man use a woman’s toothbrush, or ask a woman to use a man’s toothbrush, you can see if it works. There is a truth, this thing is also the organ.

Don’t think everyone is a comrade in the trench, drinking a tube of blood, in fact, although the two sides hold hands with each other, the flesh is next to the flesh, but once the line is crossed, it is absolutely necessary to let the other party know the depth.

So, it was quite difficult for Zhang Fan to stitch.

Like tying a pocket, this stitching method is probably not known to the people in the city. Growing up in the countryside may understand.

After the grain is harvested every autumn, the sack made of linen is the kind of sack that is filled with grain, leaving the sack with only a little mouth. Not only does it need to be tied with a rope, but also to ensure that the opening cannot be slipped when moving.

If you don’t consider time, many people can do this kind of stitching. After ten years of attending, you will be able to sew beautifully and tightly.

is definitely not the kind of condom that deliberately pierces a few holes.

But if this kind of stitching can be done in three minutes, not to mention China, it is estimated that the world will be the leader.

This thing, sometimes the world is too cruel, the more you get to the top, the more you pay attention to talent.

High-speed operation, Zhao Jingjin’s knotted sweat,

The knotted wrists are starting to sore.

For many years, Lao Zhao finally experienced the grief and pain of his wrists brought by the left and right spirals.

It's Xiao Zhao, Zhao Zipeng is not very tired, anyway, just stare at the knotted hands and leave him, Xiao Zhao will be done with a click. Don't cut to the intestinal wall, don't cut to the knots.

Just like the deadly golden scissors, anyway, it's a click. Seeing old Zhao Weiwei's trembling wrists, Xiao Zhao finally understood a sentence. There are really exhausted cows in this world, and there is no dry field. Scissors are clamped. It's so easy to clip!

One lap, one lap, just like taking the Circle Line subway, there is not much thick tube management, so Zhang Fan really has to work hard.

Ligate, close, stop bleeding!

Zhao Yanfang is holding ice cubes in one hand and warm water hot compress in one hand, enjoying the two days of ice and fire, one eye is staring at the timer, the other is staring at Zhang Fan's hands and tube, and also reminds Zhang at the time node. Where.

To be honest, it’s too difficult, even if you follow her master Songtou for transplantation, it’s not so thrilling.

Furthermore, she proposed this plan, and the pressure in her heart can be imagined.

One hand is cold, as if time is about to end a little bit, and the intestines are not closed yet.

A warm hand, seeing that the color of the intestine is still pink, and it hasn't turned black into fungus, she can still feel a little more stable.

One and a half minutes, "Time is over!"

Zhao Yanfang took the time to look at Zhang Fan's face.

She has no bottom, she wants to see from Zhang Fan’s face if she can see a bit of information.

People are particularly wonderful. Just like fortune-telling, many people often go to fortune-telling with answers in their hearts.

Then spend some money, and want the other person to say something in their heart, but they don’t want to admit it, as if someone else said it, you can confirm it yourself.

But this time, Zhao Yanfang is really bottomless, she hopes to see Zhang Fan’s expression and give herself a little comfort.

As a result, Zhang Fan, wearing a mask, had no other emotions except for the shining eyes, as if he had not heard the reminder of the time, let alone the brows, even the eyebrows did not move.

Zhao Yanfang wanted to remind one more time, but looking at Zhang Fan's dark and shiny eyes, she seemed to be cannibalistic, so she didn't speak any more.

On the side of the operating table, the instrument nurse Ba Yin refueled the needle thread. To be honest, this girl is usually careless and careless.

Ke’s skills in surgery are now almost the same as those of the head nurse in the operating room, and because the little girl is young, she surpasses the head nurse in her eyes for threading needles and even relying on hand speed.

After all, the profession of nurses, especially nurses in operating rooms, is often at its peak in their twenties. Once they are over thirty-five, just like female stars, the road gets narrower and narrower.

Itinerant nurses, anesthesiologists, stretch their necks, tiptoe into the operating table, want to see the results, but are afraid to interrupt the doctor's operation, like a dead car show, the uncle is facing the BMW Benz, trying to find a way to bend down and lower his head to pick it up. I want to see the ticket. What color is the chassis of this luxury car, and I am afraid that I am not ashamed when I meet an acquaintance, and I am evasive like a peeping.

Zhang Fan, Zhao Jingjin, and Zhao Zipeng, Captain Huju, how can you take care of time at this time.

This thing, there is no turning back arrow at the beginning.

Now even if there is not enough time, can you still disassemble it without stitching it?

So, the surgical **** of ancient times said a word.

Before the scalpel was drawn, the doctor was like the wife of the Duke, a lady or even a queen.

But once the scalpel is drawn, it succeeds, and the queen can become a queen, but if it fails, she becomes a slut. God can't help it.

So, now Zhang Fan and the others are running in the direction of the emperor and the slut.

Running fast, even if you walk out of the operating room shyly, you can say something, a knife.

Running slow...

So, at this time, wherever he can take care of time, Zhang Fan wished that he would split his fingers with the needle holder to sew.

Seam, the inner layer of the intestine is easy to sew, and the outer layer is also easy to sew.

means that the middle layer is different, because freezing causes the upper layer to shrink and the lower layer to stretch out.

Set the tone for the inner layer, and the middle layer should follow the tone.

tends to be either a strong point or a short one. It's like an apple bitten by someone with rotten teeth.

Two minutes, Zhang Fan finally stitched to the outermost layer.

This kind of highly stressful operation is definitely more tiring than normal operation in three minutes.

Such as routine appendix surgery and gallbladder surgery, Zhang Fan can do it for a day without even sweating.

However, this kind of operation is performed at most once a day. If there are more patients, let alone whether it is successful or not, people are directly like a big **** among a hundred hens, or the kind that is kept in captivity, and they can’t run. The kind that fell, the combs on the top of the head are all drooping.

Finally, Zhang Fan's stitching was completed while the minute hand of the long leg was still hesitating in the middle.

"Quickly, remove the ice cubes and revitalize!"

Zhao Yanfang was waiting for these words. After quickly removing the ice cubes, he immediately took the warm saline solution and quickly poured the saline solution into the interface between the small intestine and the large intestine.

Then immediately, both hands grasped the two ends of the broken end that had just been sutured, and started to rub the suture on the side of the small intestine that was frozen.

Zhang Fan was so scared to death, his eyes almost burst.

He usually did this kind of work himself, but Zhao Yanfang did not expect to start it. He was really worried about the other Aren.

This thing is just a small job, if it doesn't work well, the suture will be cracked by rubbing it twice, and he has no place to cry.

As a result, after Zhao Zhao Yanfang, Zhao Yanfang, and the teacher Zhao began to operate, Zhang Fan slowly felt relieved.

"Girls are more suitable for this job!" Old Zhao and Zhao Jingjin also took a breath, and then said to Zhang Fan.

Zhao Yanfang didn't have time to speak, but gave Lao Zhao a glance.

Old Zhao was a little embarrassed, as if he had understood something, "I said it was a girl with gentle hands."

"Uh!"

Zhao Zipeng and Zhang Fan hadn't paid attention, but as a result of this explanation, both of them looked at Old Zhao.

"No, I mean, Director Zhao is highly skilled!"

Old Zhao slapped himself like a mouth, letting you idle and talk like nothing!

Actually, this revitalization is very simple.

is to pick up the frozen intestine with both hands, lubricate it with warm saline, start from the proximal end, slowly knead it while rubbing it towards the distal end.

And not once again.

It has to be repeated many times. If the head orientation is high and the feet low, the intestines of the local tyrant who is lying down are actually rubbing up and down in Zhao Yanfang's hands.

Furthermore, what embarrassed Lao Zhao the most was that because of the lubrication of warm salt water, there was a slight sound between the intestines and Zhao Yanfang's rubber gloves that made women blush and made men want to hear.

This kind of sound is especially like putting plastic gloves on the air in the sausage while cooking at home.

It is estimated that old Zhao wanted to be that way too!

Of course, he also hopes that Zhang Fan and Zhao Zipeng think so.

Revived for about ten minutes, the temperature of the intestine finally came up, the originally pale and pale grayish white, slowly became ruddy.

Because of the skill and gentleness of the technique, there is no edema in the intestine, and because the blood vessels are unblocked, there is no congestion and swelling in the intestine. At present, it seems that the operation has been successful in terms of blood vessels.

Because Zhang Fan frustrated Zhao Yanfang during the operation, Zhang Fan wanted to ease the relationship, so he said: "Yes, Director Zhao's technique is still amazing."

"Uh!"

It is Lao Zhao and Zhao Zipeng's turn to look at Zhang Fan.

Zhao Yanfang ignored Zhang Fan.

It's a chicken, Zhang Fan feels that he won't be boasting people on the operating table in the future.

"Enema, look at the side leakage!"

Zhang Fan hurriedly spoke to the visiting nurse.

The visiting nurse showed me a smile, and walked over with a pillow-big enema.

The bag of enema is definitely slightly larger than ordinary pillows, and this one is not for children, but for fat people.

Hang it on the infusion stand, then took out the infusion head, and the roving nurse got into the surgical cover under the patient's bedding.

Because the number of operating tables is sterile, it cannot be opened and cannot be higher than the waist of the surgeon.

So, the itinerant nurse can only squat halfway, and then get under the drape.

The size of the linen is the same as the bed sheet of a double bed covered on a single bed.

The roving nurse got in, just as if she were in a quilt.

Holding the infusion head, the itinerant nurse said.

"I plugged in!"

"Okay, plug in!"

Zhang Fan, Zhao Jingjin, and Zhao Yanfang each held a piece of gauze, as if using a white paper towel to connect something to check for a missing piece. The three people surrounded the broken ends of the seam with gauze with their hands.

The other nurse stood on tiptoe and grabbed the enema bag with both hands on the pillow, squeezing it vigorously, just like a man who has been hungry for three days pinching a steamed bun.

Because the pressure is not enough, if you don’t pinch, the enema will approach too slowly.

As the enema liquid enters, the gas in the intestinal tract runs from the bottom to the top first, grunting!

It's like summer and dead house water, grunting.

Finally, the enema has passed through the large intestine, and slowly flows through the suture end.

Zhang Fan waited, as if there was no leakage.

Then pick up another piece of clean gauze and gently wipe the broken end of the intestine.

A closer look, "It's done, there is no leakage!"

After saying this, Zhao Yanfang was finally relieved.

The next operation will be much faster.

"What did you just say? What kind of skills do I have?" Zhao Yanfang looked at Zhang Fan who was closing.

"Uh, nothing!" Zhang Fan was a little embarrassed, and he scolded his mother again, "I said it alone, and Lao Zhao said it too, just ask me for what you do!"

"I have some thoughts about this Crohn. You have to match me up and give me funds. I want to set up an experimental project team. I have wiped your **** for you since teasu. I am also a famous medicine. Is the doctor good?

How long has it been since I had a result! "

"Uh!" Zhang Fan not only scolded his mother this time, but also showed reluctance on his face.

Can't this person be more honest when dealing with people? What about the virtues passed down from ancient times to the present in China?

A person with such a high degree, a real chicken who has not studied for nothing, will really choose the time to ask for it.

Zhang Fan won’t do if he doesn’t agree.

"How much money is required, not too many, and even more people will not work. Now there are only a few PhDs. If you want more, other projects have to stop."

"Starting at five million, the more the better. I will find the people by myself! But the laboratory must have one dedicated to me!"

Zhang Fan was almost crying.

This is so cruel.

Several laboratories are used in rotation by several other project teams. She just opened her mouth and asked for an exclusive one.

Zhang Fan said that he wanted to say: "You look so beautiful."

"Money can be negotiated. It is only for laboratory use. Absolutely not. You can't kill me!"

Zhang Fan refused without hesitation. Mother's face on the nose.

"Okay, five million! Anyway, I also manage the laboratory!"

"Uh! I said, let's be more honest in the future, okay?"

"Can you? Are we not honest yet?"

Zhao Yanfang looked at Zhang Fan innocently!

(End of this chapter)