C648 Cold Ischemic State
The patient lay quietly on the bed, his face frighteningly pale. All the testing equipment sounded alarms. However, Dr. Dudley seemed to have already gotten used to it. With a light flick of his finger, the operator behind him immediately stopped all the sirens and turned them into a faintly discernible background sound.
Chen Qun saw this small detail, and he became more and more convinced that his judgement was not wrong. The "evil doctor" really did do a lot of human testing, or using patients as test subjects to test his new therapy. Otherwise, how could these assistant doctors be so skilled?
With such tacit coordination, Chen Qun could clearly see through it with just a glance. In order to save this seriously injured patient, Dr. Dudley used his trump card to save him with all his might.
At this time, Chen Qun was very clear that regardless of what Dr. Dudley was thinking, even if he transformed this patient into a Hulk or a King Kong Wolf, as long as he could survive, he would support him unconditionally.
The operation itself was to save lives, to save more damage to save more damage. There was no right or wrong. If there was, then the operation was absolutely correct.
As for how to perform the surgery, that was a question of humanity, and had nothing to do with medical ethics.
The problem was ethical and not directly related to medicine.
The material foundation determines the superstructure. As long as the human body can be treated, surgery is good surgery. If surgery can cause fewer injuries and better recovery, it is good surgery and advanced surgery.
There was no time to dwell on these unimportant moral issues at this juncture. If the human body did not exist, then where was the morality?
"We only have four minutes! Even shorter than that, Chen Qun, you take charge of the open surgery, I will be responsible for the patient's blood circulation, and his body structure will undergo a purge! "
Dr. Dudley issued an order and dozens of machines started up at the same time. Just the arrangement of the equipment made it impossible for ordinary operating rooms to fit them all. Besides, it would take a long time for the rules and regulations on how to place them and how not to affect each other.
However, in this room, which was six times larger than the other operating rooms, a closed-off buried line was used to arrange all the instruments, pipelines, and all kinds of utensils that could possibly lead to accidents in a neat and orderly manner.
This is a place where nonstandard, routine surgery is performed over a long period of time.
Even Zhao Xue, who was a first-year nurse, could tell that this was more of a laboratory than an operating room, let alone Chen Qun and Chi Hong who had a higher education. However, since Chen Qun and co. didn't say anything, she naturally became mute.
"Start the countdown for the cold ischemic state. Even if the body is in a hibernating state, the tissues made of flesh and blood will die permanently after four hours. Although I have mixed the latest active agent with the substitute blood and injected it into the patient's body, I cannot guarantee that the situation will improve. After all, we know almost nothing about this new genetic medicine. "
Dr. Dudley looked at Houzyou Yangling, who was acting as Chen Qun's assistant, opening her stomach quickly. She needed the help of two nurses to deliver the equipment in order for them to operate at full strength.
The next time you think you're right about his exact ability, you'll find that your last data is not accurate at all.
The curved opening on the slanted abdomen was just close to a few bleeding points, yet it also avoided the greatest contact with the abdominal artery. This slash alone had taken him seventeen years to master. Only he was able to guess the difficulty involved.
This not only required a lot of surgery to support it, but also a detailed understanding of the situation and a keen brain to accurately draw such an appropriate cut.
As for Knight Victor's surgical skill, he was good at all kinds of sutures. This opening was not his strong point, so he didn't force it.
But now that he saw a perfect palm with all the basic skills in front of him, he felt that his lifelong dream could be realized by Chen Qun.
"The team led by Dr. Jack was still asked to take care of the predetermined fracture of the left leg, and the team led by Dr. Smith was responsible for the repair of the head and shoulder blades. Miss Houzyou and I will be responsible for the entire abdomen repair. Chi Hong, Zhou Lin, you two will be responsible for being my assistants and will focus on cooperating with me. I might be able to do it very quickly, and have more equipment to change.
Standing in the middle of the operating table, Chen Qun calmly gave the order. Dr. Dudley, who was supposed to be in this position, was responsible for cleaning all the secreted toxins in the patient's body. Thus, the pressure was greatly reduced.
This time, he did not use his System Space for any training. After all, this was a sudden operation, and many things could not be fooled by the two great experts who were proficient in medicine. Chen Qun believed that with his current medical skills, he should be able to solve this problem.
After all, he had practiced the system countless times. This was just a simplified version of the patient, which was simpler than any single model. If he could not complete it, he could just buy tofu and smash himself to death on the operating table.
"Alright, I'll give you the No. 10 scalpel, give me the electric branding scalpel!"
When Chi Hong heard this, she immediately handed him the scalpel that she had prepared beforehand. She knew that he wasn't going to use a tool to stop the patient's bleeding, but to cut it together with the tourniquet. In the end, it was to finish the operation as quickly as possible, not to show off his skills.
Unlike all young people who like high technology, Chen Qun, as the young man with the world's most advanced medical techniques, liked the most basic metal blades, rather than any energy or magnetic force blades. To paraphrase him, "The more high-tech something is, the more likely it is to go wrong. Simple and simple is what lasts the longest. "
Chi Hong even suspected that if he encountered any emergency surgery in the restaurant, he would definitely be able to perform the surgery on his patients with a pig slaughtering knife.
Female Bookworm was daydreaming about irrelevant content, but she heard Chen Qun's "hu hu hu" sound.
"OK, now I need to catch your finger and hold it as close as possible with my longest middle finger to stop it from sending more blood. "Yes, that's it, a little toward the thumb, like a tourniquet stopping the distal flow of blood."1
While Chi Hong was still hesitating, Zhou Lin volunteered himself.
"I'm a bit stronger, so let me hold on. Otherwise, she might not be able to hold on. After all, girls have small hands. "
"No, we need to leave a small gap so that less blood will have a chance of escaping. This is the best solution, if we hold it all down, it will greatly affect the liver. And I don't need to press the operation for that long either! "
Chen Qun hurriedly explained and then stopped talking. He then quickly got busy. In just a few words, his left hand had completed a third of the stitching in the patient's abdominal cavity, and he was almost blind with one hand.
Although Chen Qun didn't know how he became so powerful, he knew that this feeling of ease and ease was simply too refreshing.
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