The Surgeon's Studio Chapter 803 - Metal Ball with a Blade

Chapter 803: Metal Ball with a Blade

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Thank… Thank you…” Chairman Jiang’s voice trembled as he spoke.

Who would have thought that the patient had no external injuries, but had a metal object in her body? If it was really the sharp kind, it would cause blood to spread certain diseases during the surgery… When he thought of this, Chairman Jiang’s back broke out in sweat.

At this moment, the cell phone in the pocket of his isolation jacket vibrated.

Chairman Jiang looked a little anxious and impatient. He said, “Who is it? Help me pick up the phone.”

“Oh,” Zheng Ren answered.

“Who is it? It keeps calling. Don’t they know about the surgery?” Chairman Jiang nagged, using words to ease the tension in his heart.

Zheng Ren picked up the cell phone and looked at it. It was saved as ‘Bro w.a.n.g.’

“h.e.l.lo.” Zheng Ren picked up the phone.

“P-President Zheng? You…” on the other side of the phone, President w.a.n.g spoke hesitantly.

“I just came up.”

“How’s the surgery?”

“It’s very complicated. Hepatic rupture, spleen rupture, gastric rupture, duodenal bulb rupture of unknown causes…

“I’ve seen this patient’s CT. The duodenal bulb is suspected to have a tumor. I heard from his family that she had an ERCP biopsy half a month ago. It’s in-situ cancer,” Zheng Ren said in one breath.

Chairman Jiang was dumbfounded.

So many injuries? And a tumor?

But before he could ask, the phone was pressed to his ear.

After exchanging a few words with President w.a.n.g, the expression in his eyes changed.

After hanging up the phone, Chairman Jiang said somewhat awkwardly, “Chief Zheng, when did you come?”

“When you asked me to take the blood,” Zheng Ren said.

Chairman Jiang was covered in sweat, which directly soaked the isolation suit.

“Chief Zheng, gave me a hand?” Chairman Jiang said directly as if he had met his savior.

He had unknowingly offended someone. He had heard about Chief Zheng’s surgery from President w.a.n.g. P-J syndrome. Hundreds of intestinal polyps were cut and squeezed out by Chief Zheng bit by bit. At that time, President w.a.n.g was full of admiration.

Otherwise, when he heard that they were going to Sea City to provide support, President w.a.n.g would not have volunteered directly.

The surgery was extremely difficult, and there was also the unknown ray.

Now that there was a strong person to support them, Chairman Jiang did not have the courage to refuse. Moreover, President w.a.n.g had said on the phone that Chief Zheng had some interactions with the patient’s family. He wanted to take a look.

‘I thought he was just an a.s.sistant,’ Chairman Jiang thought.

Zheng Ren nodded and said, “Then I’ll go scrub in. Be careful with the spleen and stop the bleeding. Don’t cut it yet. Be careful of injuries.”

Chairman Jiang quickly nodded.

After scrubbing his hands, Zheng Ren put on his sterile clothes and stood at the third a.s.sistant’s position.

Reaching out, Zheng Ren whispered, “Hemostatic forceps, blunt scissors.”

The scrub nurse quickly slapped the two instruments into Zheng Ren’s hands.

Zheng Ren glanced at Chairman Jiang and said, “Chairman Jiang, I won’t stand on ceremony.”

After saying that, Zheng Ren handed the blunt scissors to his right hand and held the hemostatic forceps in his left hand. He began the blunt dissection.

With skillful moves, the field of the operative view was filled with bright red blood, as if it did not hinder Zheng Ren at all.

A few seconds later, Zheng Ren used the blunt scissors to knock on the aspirator in his a.s.sistant’s hand and said, “Suck the blood, don’t be distracted.”

“…” The a.s.sistant was stunned for a moment. He did not understand the situation.

Even so, he immediately regained his senses and began to suck the blood according to Zheng Ren’s instructions, exposing the field of the operative view.

The adhesion tissue around the spleen was quickly peeled off.

The more it was peeled off, the more it would bleed, and because of the unknown risk below, he could not directly cut the spleen. This matter was a little complicated.

However, Zheng Ren’s speed and skill were at the level of a legend. After separating the adhesion tissue on the spleen, Zheng Ren held the blunt scissors in his palm and took the aspirator to find the bleeding point.

It was not a point, but a surface.

A wound about 5 cm in diameter and 3 cm in depth was created on the spleen. The wound was messy. It was barely a sharp instrument wound, but it was definitely not a blunt instrument wound. The wound was very strange.

The more Zheng Ren performed this surgery, the more he felt that it was strange. With one look, he could tell that this wound was an external wound and not some tumor rupture that caused bleeding.

However, Zheng Ren still did not know how the external wound was inflicted. The patient did not have an injury. According to Lin Jiaojiao, she vomited a mouthful of blood while eating.

What the h.e.l.l…

The gauze was stuffed in and was instantly penetrated.

“Press it down!” Zheng Ren said.

The junior doctor who was the first a.s.sistant responded. He did not dare to do it directly. Instead, he asked the scrub nurse for a hemostatic clamp and pressed it down with the scrub nurse.

Who knew if this patient was positive for syphilis or AIDS? If she was injured and infected, it would be an unexpected disaster.

If he could hide it, he would hide it.

Zheng Ren squeezed past his a.s.sistant and s.h.i.+fted his position to the operative view.

The first a.s.sistant was also very tactful. He immediately made way for Zheng Ren. He was only responsible for pressing the bleeding position of the spleen and sucking the blood. That was enough.

“Boss, there’s something down there. Be careful,” Chairman Jiang warned nervously.

“Okay, retract the hook and expose it,” Zheng Ren said. Then, the blunt scissors and hemostatic forceps in his hand continued to speed away.

After the operation, there were too many connective tissues with adhesion and hyperplasia. Without a normal and clear anatomical structure, he could only fumble around in the b.l.o.o.d.y surgical field in the operative view.

However, Zheng Ren did not hesitate. He just continued bit by bit, neither too fast nor too slow. He carefully avoided the sharp objects in the abdominal cavity.

Even so, the surgery was not slow.

There were a few holes in the patient’s stomach, and there were also signs of tearing. Zheng Ren was more ruthless. He followed the two holes as points and directly took a incision of about 10 cm.

After opening it, he put on the aspirator and extracted the remaining gastric juice.

The field of the operative view gradually became clear. A black ball with a diameter of more than 1 cm appeared in the field of the operative view. On one side of the ball near the spleen, there was an unfurled metal blade.

“…”

“…”

“…”

Everyone on the stage was dumbfounded.

What kind of high-tech thing was this? Were all suicides now using this kind of thing?

Zheng Ren thought for a moment, then used the hemostatic forceps to clamp the edge of the blade near the metal ball. He used the hemostatic forceps to bite it and with a ‘Bang Bang’, he directly hit the last b.u.t.ton to prevent the blade from retracting and causing secondary damage.

After the hemostatic forceps tightly gripped it, Zheng Ren handed it to Chairman Jiang and reached out again.

Another hemostatic forceps was slapped into Zheng Ren’s hand.

“Chairman Jiang, what is this?” Chairman Jiang stabilized his right hand, afraid that if he moved, the blade would cause more damage to the patient.

He was very curious. He had been a doctor for a long time, and things he found in digestive tracts were normal. Things like beer bottles caps, ping-pong b.a.l.l.s, steel bars, and wooden sticks were nothing out of the ordinary.

However, he had never seen this little thing in the patient’s gastric cavity.

Zheng Ren did not say anything. He continued to search the body’s tissues formed by the metal blade.

Little by little, very slowly, very carefully.

The metal blade and the proliferated connective tissue after the gastric bypa.s.s surgery were mixed together. They were stuck by the connective tissue that was very tough.

Zheng Ren used the hemostatic forceps in his hand to grip the other end, and then he began to dissociate the connective tissue.

The blade was very thin and tough, but it was extremely sharp.

After dissecting, Zheng Ren asked Chairman Jiang to take the black metal ball and the metal blade out and throw it into the pathology basin.

There was a crisp, but unpleasant sound.