"You go and report to the head nurse and change your clothes to prepare for the operation. Zheng Ren finally waited for the emergency trauma, and under the stimulation of the smell of blood, Zheng Ren felt that the ATP high-energy phosphate bond in his body was crackling and breaking, releasing his power.

At a glance at the patient, the upper right corner of the field of vision already shows the patient's condition.

This is a patient with a knife cut, his vital signs are stable, the wound is in the back, and there is no internal organ injury.

The condition is relatively simple, that is, a small injury that can be solved by staying for observation after suturing and ordering anti-inflammatory drugs for a few days.

Although the injured person looked bloody, it did not frighten an experienced clinician.

What's more, Zheng Ren now has the blessing of the system.

Zheng Ren strode back to the duty room and changed into white clothes.

You are not allowed to wear white clothes to eat in the cafeteria, and God knows which department has any bacterial outbreaks, such as Acinetobacter baumannii, which is resistant to all antibiotics. If it really spreads in the cafeteria, the whole hospital will have to collapse.

After changing clothes as quickly as possible, the injured and their families had already arrived at the door of the emergency department.

"Doctor, my eldest brother was cut down, save him. "Carrying the wounded man was a young man, with a frightened look on his face, as if he was choked with fright.

"Brother Yuan, you prescribe disposal fees and anesthetics, and I will take the patient to stitch up. Zheng Ren arranged.

Yuan Li couldn't be happy, there were more than a dozen or dozens of sutures in the emergency department every day, and they were all tired of stitching, and it was best for someone to stitch them.

The most annoying thing is that when there is only one person on duty, two or three patients with trauma sutures come at once, which one is sewn first and then which one, the difficulty of this kind of multiple-choice question is close to the S level, which is simply fatal.

He took the patient to the operating room next door and asked the family to pay the fee, and Zheng Ren and a nurse helped the patient to the operating table.

The operating table in the emergency department is relatively rudimentary, covered with a brown crystal plate with a slightly soft brown color.

Every day is traumatic, and the emergency trauma is small trauma, contaminated wounds, and is not afraid of secondary pollution. Crystal plates have the advantage of being easy to scrub and will not stain with blood.

Cutting the patient's clothes, a wound of about 20 cm was presented in front of Zheng Ren.

The incision was turned outward, and blood gushed out from several small blood vessels, which soon flowed down the patient's clothes to the operating table.

Zheng Ren took out a sterile cotton pad to cover the incision and began to prepare for the operation.

Shay quickly ran in, wearing a blue disposable sterile cap and a blue and white sterile mask without speaking, and came in and began to help Zheng Ren prepare things.

Incision pack, knife scissors pack, sutures, lidocaine, saline......

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At the same time, in the depths of Zheng Ren's mind, a mist suddenly rose from the crystal clear pond. The fog quickly became thicker, and the seven-colored light and shadow flickered, as if there was a rainbow hidden in it, and countless vague shadows loomed, like a mirage.

The brilliance flows, and the blurred images in the mirage begin to become clear.

Zheng Ren would be shocked if he saw this scene. What appeared in the mirage was what he saw at this moment.

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"0.5% Lika is ready. "The Shay people are very quick.

The nurses who come out of the operating room are different, and they are professional when they start to prepare for surgery.

Zheng Ren took off the cotton pad of the patient's wound and said to the patient, "Bear with it, it hurts a little." ”

The injured nodded, because he was lying on the operating table, so his movements were not obvious.

Rinse with saline, and then Zheng Ren uses tweezers to pick up a large ball of iodine cotton balls and wipe them from the outside to the inside.

When the iodophor disinfection range entered the wound wound, the muscles in the back of the injured person suddenly shrugged up.

The back muscles are constantly trembling, and the shaking is very even.

"Bear with it, it's disinfecting. Zheng Ren said without emotion.

"Doctor, can you anesthetize me?" the wounded man asked.

"Anesthesia, of course, but not local anesthesia. After Zheng Ren disinfected for the first time, he threw the contaminated iodophor into the trash, picked up a ball of iodine volt, and pressed it on the wound of the injured person without hesitation.

"Whew......" the wounded let out a wolf howl.

"Even if it's a local anesthetic, it has to be disinfected first. Zheng Ren comforted: "Soon, don't worry." ”

This is iodophor, and if iodine and alcohol had been disinfected 20 years ago, the pain would have increased exponentially.

"Wear gloves. Zheng Ren saw that the patient could still bear it, so he talked to Shay.

Zheng Ren also put on sterile gloves and gave the patient local infiltration anesthesia first.

"Pliers with wire, number four. Zheng Ren skillfully found the small blood vessel that was bleeding, looked at the wound with his eyes, and stretched out his hand.

A pair of curved pliers was gently slapped on Zheng Ren's hand, and the No. 4 suture landed on his little finger just right as Zheng Ren's hand left.

The level of Shay's cooperation with the operation can be called a master.

"Scissors ......"

"Pliers with Cord ......"

"Small needle line 1 ......"

In the operating room, only Zheng Ren's monotonous instructions and the sound of heavy breathing of patients were met.

The wound is very long and deep, and each layer of tissue must be sutured, otherwise there will be a cavity after the operation, where complications such as suppuration and infection will occur.

For Zheng Ren, who has 330 surgical skills, this suturing is just a piece of cake. As he stitched up, he wondered if the system should give him some tasks, such as sewing once, giving a treasure chest, or something.

But what Jung in had hoped for did not happen, and the mechanical female voice that represented the system was quiet, as if it had disappeared.

Zheng Ren had some regrets, but he still meticulously stitched up the wound layer by layer.

"Horn needle line seven. Zheng Ren stretched out his hand, and the needle holder slapped on his hand.

Just then, there was a commotion outside.

The door of the operating room was kicked open, and several young men who were full of alcohol broke in directly.

Zheng Ren cursed a dirty word in his heart.

Why is there so few emergency doctors? Because no one wants to operate or see a doctor in this condition.

"Where's my eldest brother?"

"Dog, take good care of my eldest brother, if there is any problem, Lao Tzu will kill you!"

"Big brother, how are you, big brother?"

Several doglegs threatened Zheng Ren on the one hand, and showed loyalty on the other.

Zheng Ren couldn't cry or laugh, shouldn't they be able to shush the surgeon so that the doctor could concentrate on the operation?

But for drunkards, especially drunkards who drink at noon, there is no reason to talk about it.

"Get out of here!" the wounded man roared, he still had a trace of reason, he knew what to do and what not to do at this time, and then said with a little apology, three points of flattery, and six points of anxiety: "Doctor, my brother is not sensible, don't care." If there is any damage, I will pay for it in a while, you can sew me a ......"

The little ruffian who drank listened to the angry scolding of the eldest brother, and immediately became much more well-behaved. scolded Zheng Ren a few more words, and at the urging of the injured, he left the operating room and closed the door with his hands.

Zheng Ren sighed in his heart, the horn needle fell, and he pierced it from another time, skillfully tying an instrument knot.

Hanging on his little finger all the time, the scissors held in the palm of his hand appeared on his finger like magic, cutting the seventh wire.

"Dr. Zheng, you're really slippery. "The Shay people had nothing to do and started shouting 666.

"I don't have an assistant to close my stomach, so it's easier to get in. ”

Zheng Ren explained.

"Are you scared? ”

Zheng Ren tried to comfort the Shay, but before he could finish speaking, he heard a shouting sound from the corridor outside, followed by the thudding sound of a heavy blunt object falling on his body.

The emergency department is really not a place for people, Zheng Ren thought to himself.

A few seconds later, the door to the operating room was kicked open again, and several strong men armed with baseball bats appeared at the door of the operating room.