The Surgeon's Studio Chapter 122 - The First Phase of Distortion of Human Nature: Completed

Chapter 122: The First Phase of Distortion of Human Nature: Completed

Not every surgeon in Sea City General Hospital would have noticed this type of blood vessel, and any intraoperative mismanagement would undoubtedly have disastrous consequences.

Therefore, it was necessary to check for any actively bleeding sites after surgery.

For example, had this patient’s condition been detected sooner, she could have undergone another surgery to stop the bleeding, but under the current circ.u.mstances, the risks were extremely high.

“Chief Zheng, please wait a moment. We’re delivering the blood bags now,” said the obstetrics chief resident through the intercom.

The lead door opened as soon as Zheng Ren turned off the imaging system. The obstetrics chief resident and an obstetrics nurse working overtime in the emergency department rushed into the suite with the blood bags.

The bags, which had been thawed using their own body temperatures, were placed on the pressurized infusion device and their contents injected into the patient’s veins.

With that done, the obstetrics chief resident darted out again.

“What about preoperative informed consent?” asked Zheng Ren.

“The staff in the medical administration division just arrived. I’ll handle it right away.” Her figure disappeared, leaving only a trailing response.

Following the closure of the lead door, the surgery resumed.

When the culprit was located, subsequent procedures were plain and simple.

The microcatheter was inserted, the absorbable gelatin sponge injected for embolization and angiography once again performed. After ensuring that the “smoke” had disappeared, the surgery was declared successful.

In Xinglin Garden, every doctor was learning something new after successive observations of ma.s.sive hemorrhages being treated with interventional radiology.

[Interventional radiology is really useful for the emergency treatment of hemorrhaging.]

[Using surgery to treat internal medicine cases and replacing conventional surgery with minimally-invasive surgery will become norms in the future. If the issues with radiation exposure are minimized further, interventional radiology is bound to be the s.h.i.+ning star in the coming era.]

[It’s not that easy. I think only future technology will be capable of enhancing it.]

[Bullsh*t. The da Vinci Surgical System has gone online, go and check it out. I really hope a company will emerge out of nowhere and start to ma.s.s-produce awesome robots to replace interventional radiology, just like unmanned aerial vehicles.]

The doctors’ conversations were getting increasingly professional and all over the place as they began to discuss gene therapy and nanotechnology.

The surgery had been completed, and it had been a piece of cake, in Zheng Ren’s opinion.

Following the successful embolization of the bleeding artery and the infusion of fresh frozen red blood cells from the pressurized infusion device, the patient’s blood pressure gradually increased.

Unless something unforeseen happened, the patient would most likely survive.

Zheng Ren s.h.i.+fted his gaze to the System panel, which trumpeted a 100-percent completion rate in its upper right corner.

This was the true power of the Master rank in interventional radiology. Furthermore, after superselecting multiple arteries during Zheng Yunxia’s surgery, Zheng Ren had a feeling that he had definitely advanced past that rank.

He should probably enter the System and check his current mission reward after returning to the emergency ward.

It was a shame that the other mission, Doctors With Parental Heart, had failed due to a missed deadline; either that, or the System had not notified him about its success.

What a pity.

However, had Zheng Ren been given a second chance, he would have still continued to search for the correct artery rather than casually ending the surgery.

“Ding-dong!” There was the mission completion jingle again.

[The first phase of the Emergency Mission: Distortion of Human Nature or Loss of Moral Values accomplished.

[Task: Saving a patient with heavy postpartum hemorrhage completed. Reward… Calculating… Pa.s.sive ability—Luck +2 obtained. The remaining time has been converted to 5640 experience points.]

Zheng Ren frowned.

Since when had the mission become another continuous one? Also, the fickle-minded System had also taken a few seconds to calculate the mission’s rewards.

He could even feel his brain starting to heat up. Was it due to excessive CPU usage?

‘I’ll need to visit the System when everything is settled.’ Zheng Ren forced himself to calm down and savored the benefits Luck +2 brought him.

However, nothing was happening thus far.

The puncture wound was compressed for fifteen minutes before a pressure bandage was applied. After that, Zheng Ren, a nurse from the suite and a doctor on duty from the obstetrics department transferred the patient to a stretcher trolley.

The operating table was completely covered in blood.

Postoperative procedures would be time-consuming as cleaning, arrangement and disinfection alone would take at least an hour.

An ECG monitor attached to the patient after she was sent back to the ward revealed that her systolic pressure was exceeding 90mmHg, which was a promising sign.

A successful emergency rescue was indeed satisfying.

“Chief Zheng, thank you,” said the exhausted obstetrics chief resident, finally at ease after seeing that the patient’s vital signs had stabilized.

“You’re welcome.” Zheng Ren smiled and asked, “Has preoperative informed consent been completed?”

“It’s done,” the obstetrics chief resident answered, “We asked the emergency department to send us a copy because we didn’t have a template.”

“Use v.a.g.i.n.al packing for hemostasis and continue blood transfusion, but take precautions against potential DIC. She should regain consciousness soon. By the way, let the medical administration division be the guarantor and handle the treatment cost,” said Zheng Ren, who was honest enough to share his experience handling unidentified patients with her.

Lots of mistakes would arise from inexperience when managing this sort of situation.

Zheng Ren had gradually gained his knowledge in the general surgery department.

“Thank you.”

Upon leaving the ward, Zheng Ren thought he noticed a familiar figure, who disappeared in the blink of an eye.

For Zheng Ren, who had late-stage face blindness cancer, identifying someone from behind was significantly more difficult than performing a pancreaticoduodenectomy.

The obstetrics chief resident saw him off all the way from the obstetrics ward to the elevator.

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In the emergency ward, Zheng Ren saw Yang Lei sitting alone absent-mindedly in the office. There was an unopened lunch box beside him while his own food was already finished.

This was normal in hospitals as medical personnel’s schedules were unpredictable. Therefore, they would have meals together if conditions permitted. Otherwise, they would simply have to seize every available opportunity to take a bite.

Heaven only knew when the next emergency case would arrive.

“What’s wrong? Have you had too much food?” Zheng Ren joked.

“Zheng Ren, the patient on bed 6-12 has a f*cktard in her family,” Yang Lei said, “That young man slapped her, but she just knelt on the bed and apologized to him that night, and then that son of a b*tch went out again! The patient requested to be discharged afterward. I’ve checked her wound, so a discharge should be fine.”

“Okay,” said Zheng Ren.

“Best if you don’t get married. If your wife bears a child—”

Zheng Ren interrupted him. “Let me tell you this: don’t persuade me not to get married when you’re married and have children in the future. If possible, pa.s.s your children to me and I’ll raise them in the hospital. Maybe they’ll become the best professors in the country, right?”

Both of them stopped talking about the patient on bed 6-12, the middle-aged woman who had undergone an appendectomy.

This type of case was frequently encountered, but what could they possibly do despite their anger? Such cases were none of their concern, and a hasty intervention could be deadly. The other patients’ family members could form a temporary alliance and rain h.e.l.l on the nosy parker for half an hour.

It was more than enough for a doctor to perform their job well.

Was it not inappropriate to command a dog to catch a mouse? Thus, it was wiser to not meddle in other people’s business.

Zheng Ren asked Yang Lei to return home after chatting for a while and went for a ward round.

Zheng Yunxia stared at the ceiling, bored, as if immersed in her own thoughts.

Among their small group, Zheng Ren was the only one not closely acquainted with Zheng Yunxia. Apart from his standard medical inquiry, he had no desire to stay to chat and returned to the on-call room.

Lying on the bed and listening to the cold wind screaming outside the window, Zheng Ren stared at the lone star glistening amongst the black marble; he started to get a little emotional.

When was the last time he gazed upon the stars?

He always returned home from work late at night, and yet spared no time to enjoy the night view. That was a part of life. It was better to be busy than bored.

Zheng Ren then dived into the System.

Before he could scan his surroundings, a bell resonated in the mysterious s.p.a.ce like music to his ears.