The Surgeon's Studio Chapter 656 – Taught By Old Chief Physician Pan

Chapter 656: Taught By Old Chief Physician Pan

“Boss, I think I must be too tired.” Su Yun’s voice sounded like it was haunted.

Zheng Ren knew that since yesterday, he had been in a state of nervousness and excitement. Coupled with the freezing rain on the road at night, he had been in a state of panic when he came to Nanchuan Town. Even a strong man could not endure it.

Su Yun was still considered pretty good. The other students had long exhausted all their energy. When they could not take it anymore, they found a place to take a nap. After waking up, they got up to continue the search and rescue mission.

“If you’re tired then you should sleep for a while. Anyway, we just need a small incision for the surgery not larger than a pinkie. We don’t need you.” Zheng Ren struggled to spot Zhao Yunlong’s figure in the rain.

“I heard you say that local anesthesia will be used for a splenectomy and liver repair. I think I must have schizophrenia.” Su Yun’s gaze was lifeless. The long black hair on his forehead was limp and wet, sticking to his handsome face.

“Well, schizophrenia is good too,” Zheng Ren said perfunctorily. “At least if you encounter something, we can talk it over. If you can split out more than ten personalities and a few of them are girls, then you can talk to yourself until the end of time.”

Su Yun cursed in his heart. Zheng Ren was indeed a monster. How long had he been tormenting him? How could he still be full of energy?

His words were still unpleasant to hear while he felt absent-minded.

Su Yun really did not have the energy to bicker with Zheng Ren. It was as if his brain had stopped working and he did not want to do anything other than sleep.

“I’m going to rest for a while. I’ll be up in half an hour.” Su Yun shook his shoulders, the action extremely lifeless.

Zheng Ren sent Su Yun under the shade beneath a tree as he took off his coat and threw it to Su Yun.

Su Yun did not try to act tough. Although all his clothes were wet, a little more could help him keep warm.

His inner sweater kept the newborn baby warm. Now, there was a draft blowing underneath his camo clothes, making him feel a little cold.

If there was another freezing downpour, he would probably be frozen to death if he fell asleep.

His vision was very poor, so Zheng Ren shouted at the top of his voice to find Zhao Yunlong.

Soon, a tall figure passed through the rain and rushed over.

“Chief Zhao, the seriously injured can’t take it anymore. I want to operate on them.” Zheng Ren did not say anything unnecessary as it would only exhaust the rest of his energy reserves.

“You want to operate?” Zhao Yunlong looked particularly irritable. His forehead was swollen and bleeding, his eyes red and bloodshot. “What surgery methods will you be using?”

“Local anesthesia. I still have a surgical tray,” Zheng Ren said. “The surgical tray can be rinsed and used again. At a time like this, we can’t fuss too much on the details.”

Zhao Yunlong was silent. He had the same thoughts as Su Yun. Had he heard the other wrongly?

“Look for an injector, lidocaine, gauze. That’s all I need.” Zheng Ren did not discuss it with Zhao Yunlong further. Instead, he just told him the necessary items.

Zhao Yunlong was the oldest and the highest-ranking person at the scene, so he had been in charge of the rescue work ever since he came here.

There was not much medicine left, and every one of them had to be carefully calculated in case of an emergency.

“Comrade Zheng Ren…” Zhao Yunlong hesitated for a moment.

He knew the situation regarding the seriously injured. Lack of medicine, severe hemorrhagic shock, and even their blood and sugar levels were extremely low.

They had already lost a lot of blood, so it would be a death sentence for them if they continued to prolong treatment any longer.

Why not give it a try? What if Zheng Ren really had a way to get it done? Zhao Yunlong immediately made up his mind.

Although Zheng Ren’s statement felt unreliable, he said it with conviction and at that point, it was the only choice they had.

‘Let’s give it a try. If it doesn’t work, then that’s just fate.’

Zhao Yunlong called over a few young students and carried a seriously injured person into the tent.

The plastic sheets that were usually thrown onto the ground without a care were now valuable strategic resources. Only the seriously injured person was covered with them. As for the others, they could just huddle together under the crooked trees to keep warm.

There was nothing to prepare. Running out of ammunition and food was the best way to describe the current situation.

Zhao Yunlong knew that there were definitely countless troops and officers outside who were anxiously charging forward, risking aftershocks, mudslides, and debris flying everywhere. It was only a matter of time before they were rescued.

However, he was not certain that the seriously injured would be able to survive until then.

He sighed. Seeing that his team members had carried the wounded over, he tacitly agreed to his demands.

Zheng Ren began to disinfect the area. Zhao Yunlong came to the tent and asked, “Chief Zheng, let me help you.”

“There’s no need.” Zheng Ren shook his head.

Zhao Yunlong’s eyebrows were knitted together.

Zheng Ren did not explain to him why. Time was tight and Zheng Ren was exhausted.

Compared to the others, Zheng Ren had not only experienced everything, but he had also trained in the System’s space for more than ten days regarding local anesthesia.

Although he still had enough physical strength, the fatigue in the bottom of his heart could not be erased no matter what.

Zhao Yunlong quietly watched Zheng Ren’s movements. Preoperative preparations were made. Then, he put on gloves, disinfected, and held the blade in his hand. An eight-centimeter incision was made.

The skin was cut open but there was no excessive bleeding.

It was not that Zheng Ren’s skill level was high, but the patient was already in a state of severe hemorrhagic shock. The capillaries on the surface of the body had contracted and the body’s functions were self-regulating, supplying all its blood to the most important organs instead.

Zheng Ren did a skilled and quick blunt dissection.

Zheng Ren did not go around the patient to administer anesthetics. Instead, he continued to move after injecting a small amount of anesthetics at a few points.

Zhao Yunlong could not understand Zheng Ren’s technique at all.

He was a doctoral student who had graduated from a specialized course, the kind of level-headed person who had achieved a certain level of success at a young age.

No medical school would teach students to use local anesthetics to complete surgeries above level three severity. Even if local doctors in the countryside usually used it, they did not have such severe cases to test it out on.

Local doctors only knew how to do appendicitis, local anesthesia, and splenectomy. The rest was unchartered territory for them. They had never even heard of it.

Zhao Yunlong watched silently. In less than a minute, Zheng Ren had already done the blunt dissection of the skin, subcutaneous tissue, fat, and muscle to the peritoneum.

When the peritoneum was opened, dark red blood flowed out.

Zhao Yunlong finally saw a scene that he would never forget in his life—Zheng Ren’s left hand reached in, his other hand occasionally using the injector to reach in through the narrow gap and inject local anesthesia.

Zheng Ren spent most of his time using the hemostatic forceps in his right hand to assist his left hand in completing all the preparations for the splenectomy.

On the other hand, the patient did not react at all. He lay on the ground with a pale face and did not move an inch.

Could he be dead… Zhao Yunlong gently touched the severely injured patient’s radial artery.

There was also a slight fluctuation. His blood pressure was estimated to be around 50ml.

Could local anesthesia really work? Zhao Yunlong did not understand. He had not studied it in books. At most, he knew about acupuncture anesthesia that had been researched since the 1950s.

However, after lidocaine was diluted with saltwater, Zheng Ren had only used about half of it at this point. Zheng Ren took out the spleen that had a large hole in it out from a pool of blood.

He really did not need an assistant. Even if he wanted to be an assistant, he did not have an operative view. Zheng Ren was doing a blind operation. He used his sense of touch to cut off the ligaments and block the splenic pedicle.

“Chief… Chief Zheng… Where did you learn how to do something like this?” Zhao Yunlong was dumbfounded.

“Old Chief Physician Pan of Sea City General Hospital said a few times that he used to be a military doctor.” Zheng Ren decided to blame it on Old Chief Physician Pan.

‘A military doctor?! I’m also a freaking military doctor. Why has no one taught me this kind of surgery method before!’ Zhao Yunlong thought in a daze.

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