"Blood, get blood!"

"Why hasn't the blood arrived yet?"

Late at night, the operating room of the People's Hospital of G City was brightly lit, and the roar was anxious and hoarse.

A few more bags of blood were hung on the infusion stand, and there were a bunch of empty bags on the shelf next to it, and the residual blood could be vaguely seen.

Blood flows quickly into the patient's body through several clear tubes.

Blood transfusions have become the only support for that life on the operating table.

"No, I can't find a blood vessel, gauze! Continue to fill the stuff and communicate with the family, the hope of rescue is very slim, and you must be psychologically prepared. Director Wu turned over the pelvis for a long time, but did not find the damaged blood vessels, so he could only gauze tamponade. His forehead was covered with sweat, and he kept moving away from the sterile area for the roving nurse to help wipe the sweat.

The young doctor Yang Ping helped pull the hook on the stage, and stayed up late for surgery for several days, but he couldn't hold it anymore, and he was in a bit of a trance in front of him.

Suddenly, a warm current was forcibly poured from the top of Yang Ping's head domineeringly, and then the strange sensation spread to the whole body.

The world seems to be suddenly frozen, all people and things are still, the picture in the field of vision is frozen, and Yang Ping's body can't move, but his consciousness can move.

A window appears in the upper right corner of the field of view.

A series of subtitles, accompanied by a robot female voice--

"Binding begins!"

"The binding went well!"

"Bind successfully!"

"Test--"

Everything around you disappears, and you are in an unfamiliar space.

In the middle is the operating table, on which lies a patient, already laid out.

How did I get here? So who's pulling the hook on the operating table?

The space was eerily silent, and no one answered Yang Ping's question.

Yang Ping cleared his thoughts and slowly approached the operating table, how could the exposed surgical area be the same as the patient he had just rescued?

"Do you want to start a simulation surgery?" A few words were displayed on the light screen.

Is this a simulation of resuscitating a patient? Yang Ping consciously chose "yes".

The light screen immediately starts a countdown, a five-minute countdown.

Yang Ping began the operation, and the manipulator was his assistant, indeed, this patient was the patient who was stabbed by the knife just now, the pelvis was stuffed with gauze, and the blood was still gushing out.

He began to try to find blood vessels, but could not find them.

At the end of the five-minute timer, the patient's breathing and heartbeat stopped.

Yang Ping was depressed, a little overwhelmed.

He settled down and lengthened the incision, opening the abdominal cavity completely.

Because his heart had stopped beating and there was no longer bleeding inside, he used a suction device to completely remove the blood so that it was easier to find the ruptured blood vessels.

He rummaged through it and found the common iliac artery, which did not branch off from the obvious internal and external iliac artery, but went down on a single trunk and continued to branch out, and there was no damage to either the main trunk or the branches.

Yang Ping was confused, thinking about it, isn't it a vascular anatomical mutation?

According to this line of thought, he found the abdominal aorta upstream, looked down the abdominal aorta, and found a finger-thick abdominal aorta branch at a high position of at least ten centimeters above the common iliac artery.

It turned out to be a mutated external iliac artery, which did not originate from the common iliac artery, but originated directly from the aorta, and the origin site was very high, and this kind of mutation may not be touched by doctors in a lifetime.

Dealing with this mutated blood vessel, let alone a sea of blood in an emergency, is difficult to start. Even if you are given enough time, it is difficult to find. No wonder Director Wu searched for so long and couldn't find it.

Do you repeat the simulation?

Yang Ping clicked Yes.

Sure enough, the patient on the operating table dispersed like fragments of light and shadow, and then reappeared, returning to the state at the moment when he first entered the system.

Yang Ping immediately went to find the bleeding blood vessel, this time because he knew the location of the blood vessel, he went directly to the mutated external iliac artery, clamped the two broken ends with the blood vessels, ligated the veins, and then slowly sutured the arteries.

Because venous ligation has little effect, and once an artery is ligated, it can cause necrosis of one limb, so the vein can be ligated, and the artery can only be sutured.

This time, the whole process took half an hour to complete.

The patient was not saved, and the system judged that it was unqualified.

Again!

So repeated, I don't know how many times I repeated, hundreds of times should have.

Finally, the operation can be completed within three minutes, and the system will determine that it is qualified.

The space around them disappeared instantly.

Yang Ping returned to the operating room in reality.

At this point, the picture thaws and everything becomes normal.

External iliac artery rupture! And it's a variant external iliac artery.

This kind of bleeding is a jet of faucet, and if it weren't for the continuous blood transfusion, this patient would have been reported a long time ago.

"The blood pressure is not good, it can't be measured, pressurized blood transfusion, fast! Dopamine--" The condition abruptly changed, the anesthesiologist shouted, and his hands did not stop, taking out the medicine from the medicine box next to him, opening the bottle, drawing the medicine from the syringe, and advancing it through the intravenous indwelling pipe.

According to the simulation just now, there is only five minutes of rescue time at most, and a life is about to disappear.

It's too late to explain to the director that saving people is important, and I can't take care of it so much.

Yang Ping forcibly squeezed Director Wu away and grabbed the position of the chief knife.

"Little Wu, help me on the other side!"

Xiao Wu is also a young doctor, and together with Yang Ping, he pulled the hook on the stage.

Because he is usually a good brother with Yang Ping, when he heard Yang Ping call him, he immediately squeezed to the position of Yizhu, and the deputy chief physician who was Yizhu was so frightened that he immediately dodged away.

"Knives! Vascular clamp! Vascular clips! Open three suction devices! ”

Instrument nurses, itinerant nurses, and anesthesiologists were stunned and dumbfounded. may have seen a glimmer of light in despair, and after a short period of confusion, he immediately cooperated.

"Yang Ping, you're crazy, what are you going to do?" Director Wu was so angry that he almost stomped his feet, if it weren't for the principle of sterility, it is estimated that he would have directly fanned people.

Against the clock!

Yang Ping didn't say anything, lowered his head, and the knife had been extended upwards along the original incision.

This process is repeated countless times, almost forming muscle memory.

"Keep pressurizing, blood transfusions! Take the suction device, unplug all the suction heads, and suck directly.

"Attract! Vascular clips! ”

When all the gauze used to stop the bleeding was removed, blood gushed out, and red flowed quickly along the three straws.

Extremely skilled, Yang Ping instantly found the broken end of the broken blood vessel in a sea of blood, and he didn't need to look at it at all, his left hand was directly in the blood, his thumb and index finger pinched the proximal end of the blood vessel, and his right hand was immediately clamped with a vascular clip.

Then in the same way, the vascular clamp clamps the other severed end of the blood vessel.

"Vascular clamp!"

Temporary clamping of the companion vein of the external iliac artery.

The bleeding stopped, and the blood in the pelvis slowly lowered like a receding tide under the attraction, until the blood vessels with clips were exposed.

"Six zeros, vascular suture needle!" Instrument nurses deliver skillfully. The scissors in Yang Ping's hand quickly opened and closed to trim the broken end of the blood vessel.

After trimming, put down the scissors, take the needle and thread, and start anastomosis the blood vessels, each stitch is impartial, the needle distance margin is appropriate, just like a precise machine in operation, fast and error-free.

Speed! Within a few seconds, the blood vessels are anastomosed.

"Thread, ligation!"

The vascular clamp took the line and hit Yang Ping's open palm. Ligation is performed with the veins, followed by ligation of the adjacent small blood vessels.

Rinse, suction, the surgical area is immediately cleaned, negative pressure drainage is placed, and then layered sutures are placed to close the wound, all in one go.

Complete the last stitches.

"Blood pressure is up." The anesthesiologist breathed a sigh of relief, and everyone looked at Yang Ping, and a wave of respect arose.

A race to the death, win!

"Senior brother, cow!" Xiao Wu secretly gave a thumbs up.

At this time, the subtitles and female voice appeared again: "The test is complete, and it is perfectly bound to the host!" ”

Yang Ping confirmed that only he could hear the voice, and the subtitles were the only one he could see.

My dear, what the hell is going on.

At this time, Yang Ping's whole person was like a deflated ball, extremely tired.

It's like a dream!

The anesthesiologist sat on the floor against the wall and opened a bottle of glucose to drink.

In the corner, a nurse is on the phone: "Baby, haven't you slept yet?" What about Dad, hasn't Dad returned from overtime? ”

The panel on the wall shows the time: 00:49.

Director Wu hadn't come back to his senses in a stunned state, and the director's assistant, a deputy chief physician, patted Yang Ping on the shoulder: It's good to do it yourself!

"Director, I'm sorry, just now-" Yang Ping wanted to explain, but didn't know how to say it.

Director Wu came back to his senses and said, "It's okay, the patient is fine." ”

After getting out of bed, the patient is taken to the ICU, the intensive care unit.

Yang Ping, Xiao Wu, anesthesiologist, and nurse pushed the flat cart together, gurgling, pushed to the ICU, and handed over the shift with the doctor on duty in detail.

After being busy, Xiao Wu went back to the orthopedic duty room.

Xiao Wu was on duty today, and Yang Ping was just called over to help with emergency surgery.

Yang Ping didn't waste any time, rode a small electric donkey, and rushed back to his rental house in the urban village.

It was already past two o'clock in the morning, so I hurriedly took a shower, lay down on the bed, and wanted to have a good night's sleep.

But today's events are so weird, when I think of this, Yang Ping is completely sleepy.

He pinched himself hard.

It hurts, it's not a dream.