Chapter 118： Life and death

"Try your best, you can't force it." Director Pan Pan hesitated and tried to persuade Zheng Rendao.

But before he finished, Zheng Ren had already walked into the operating room, and the heavy lead door closed, leaving a smile that his eyes narrowed.

Not handsome, not chic, reliable, and truly dependable.

Surgery, continue.

Zheng Ren re-elected, the hepatic artery has been over-selected, and Zheng Ren began to try the superselection of the renal artery.

The technique is still proficient and stable.

Micro-guidewire superselection, microcatheter entry, angiography, not the renal artery.

At this time, only the exclusion method can be done.

After the hepatic artery and renal artery, Zheng Ren began to do superselection of the superior mesenteric artery.

After fifteen minutes, the results were still disappointing.

Professor Yan and Director Pan Pan are getting more and more gloomy. The operation time has passed one hour, and in this one hour, Zheng Ren is in line operation for more than half of the time.

Should choose to give up the surgery decisively, the old Pan director thought.

He didn't understand the interventional surgery, but since the professor of the magical capital was there, he did not say that Zheng Ren did something wrong, then this is life.

Not all diseases can be treated.

It seems that the simple operation is a different one. The situation is completely different from the auxiliary examination. This kind of case is not uncommon.

After all, the human heart is separated from the belly, and the auxiliary examination must not be exactly the same as the real situation under the naked eye.

If you say that someone must be responsible, and someone must be a wicked person, then let yourself come.

Director Pan was determined to press the button on the intercom.

"Zheng Ren, the surgery is over." Director Pan is in a heavy mood.

If possible, no one wants to give up treatment for a patient.

But things in the world are not as good as seven or eight.

On the battlefield, how many comrades can save if they can transfuse blood in time? How many comrades can avoid amputation if they have a sterile operating room?

No, nothing.

Even Mi Di, who is armed with teeth, can't do it.

Manpower is sometimes exhausted.

This……

This is a special life!

Director Lao Pan’s words made Zheng Ren and Su Yun in the operating room move, but the two did not directly give up the surgery and walked out of the intervention room, but said something.

Professor Yan sighed. He saw this situation much more. He had to have a hundred sets of surgery he gave up.

Just can't find the blood supply artery, who can do? Not to mention that the time of exposure to X-rays is long, the doctor can't stand it, can the patient lying in bed bear it?

A few minutes later, two people in the operating room began a fierce quarrel. It seemed that the thick lead door and the anti-radiation lead glass could feel the strength of the sword.

Director Pan Pan stood up immediately, opened the induction lead door and walked in.

"What are you doing?" The majesty of Director Pan was bursting out.

"I will try again." Zheng Renping said lightly, "The time of receiving the line has exceeded one hour, and Su Yun should go out."

"Why?" Su Yun wore sterile gloves on his hands, or else he should gently rub his forehead's black hair with his hand, showing his contempt for Zheng Ren.

"I am a surgeon, I have the right to decide." Zheng Rendao.

"You really thought..."

"Okay!" Director Pan Pan interrupted the quarrel between the two men, swept Zheng Ren and Su Yun, and saw Zheng Ren’s firm mind, he said: "Try again, Su Yun, you come out with me."

Su Yun can argue with Zheng Ren, and can derogate Zheng Ren with his sharp teeth, but he can't say anything extra in front of Director Pan.

A sterile surgical gown that was torn off the body and thrown into the polluted barrel with anger. Like a deserter, he followed the old Pan director and left the intervention room, dingy.

The heavy lead door closed again, Su Yun lowered his head, and his forehead black hair was weak and airy.

Tear off the lead and throw it into the corner of the operating room.

A dozen kilograms of lead clothes made a "squeaky" sound, which seemed to express the dissatisfaction in Su Yun’s heart.

Director Pan did not pay attention to Su Yun’s childish behavior. Young people, a bit of temper should be.

Besides, the surgery is not over yet, even if it is criticism, it will have to wait for the postoperative, when no one is waiting.

The wavelet sputum subsides and the surgery begins again.

Without Su Yun, Zheng Ren’s movements are slower and more cautious.

And his hands are also changed from normal left and right to left and right hands, and another over-selection begins.

"Director Pan, your people are good." Professor Yan looked at the image of the super-selection, and said it lightly.

The director of the old Pan is bitter and the better, in this case, the more difficult it is.

Chang Yue sees Su Yun's back is wet and penetrated by sweat. The green isolation suit has turned into dark green. Obviously, it is really necessary for individual strength and technology to perform surgery against the weight of several pounds.

She turned and left, and soon returned, holding a bottle of water in her hand.

"Thank you." Su Yun lowered his head and did not look at the images of the interventional surgery. He took the water and said softly.

Chang Yue wants to comfort Su Yun, but his lips are moving, but he doesn't know what to say.

In the operating room, Zheng Ren has over-selected the hepatic artery, renal artery, and superior mesenteric artery, and is now superselecting the spinal cord to support the artery.

Still not!

After the super-election of the spinal cord feeding artery, Zheng Ren did not end according to the agreement, and began the next over-selection Director Pan couldn’t help it, press the intercom button, serious and severe Speaking: "Zheng Ren, I command you, end the surgery!"

Zheng Yunxia was lying on the operating table, but the local infiltration anesthesia at the femoral artery of the thigh root, she knew everything happened.

Listening to the words of Director Pan, she suddenly said: "Doctor Zheng, let's end."

"Life and death, my life is not good, I know. Thank you for your help, really."

Zheng Ren's hand condensed for a few seconds, then put down the guide wire, catheter, and whispered: "You don't move."

After that, he went out.

"Director Pan, the over-election will soon be completed." Zheng Ren firmly said, "Once you give up, you will give up."

"Two hours! There must be something wrong, who will give me an explanation!" Director Pan is violent like a lion.

"Dr. Zheng, try your best, let's end." Although Professor Yan is not good at ordering Zheng Ren, he still persuaded him.

Zheng Ren did not hesitate, shook his head and said: "Director Pan, I will try again."

"Just you said that!"

"Now, I am the surgeon. I know the most about the operation." Zheng Ren firmly said: "There are not many arteries that are over-selected. I can think of short gastric arteries and aorta. Soon. It will end. You say yes, Professor Yan."

Professor Yan sat in a wheelchair and meditated.

The operation room suddenly became dead and silent.

"There are also intercostal arteries. You should also try it." Professor Yan is very cautious.

Zheng Ren nodded and then looked at the director of the old Pan.

Director Pan Pan has been watching Zheng Ren’s eyes, and the two looked at each other for five seconds.

"Three times, then over-select three blood vessels." Director Lao Pan finally decided.