When Fang Ziye rushed to the hand surgery, there was a burst of heart-piercing moans in the operating room: "Hmm... Hum! ~Yes... Well...! ~”

"It's okay, I can bear it, less dose of local anesthesia!"

After Fang Ziye stepped on the foot-operated automatic induction door, he found that the operating room was crowded with people, some familiar and some unfamiliar.

Seeing that someone else stepped on the door of the operating room, an older professor looked back and saw that Fang Ziye was very young, and immediately snorted coldly: "Which department?" Idle and clean, thinking about watching the excitement? ”

"Get out if you don't have anything to do."

Obviously, there are not many associate professors and professors who know Fang Ziye, and they regard Fang Ziye, who came to the operating room for a long time, as a melon-eating crowd.

Fang Ziye was neither annoyed nor angry when he heard this: "Teacher, I am from orthopedics." Fang Ziye! ~”

"Other teachers, how about you wait outside? There were too many people in the operating room, and now Dr. Mi's vital signs are stable. ”

Liu Huanglong said: "Then you can continue to move, you are currently injured a lot of soft tissues, including blood vessels, nerves, and tendons." ”

But as everyone who appears on the operating table at this moment, who is not a surgeon, the first life of a surgeon's career is these hands, without these hands, or it is not dexterous enough, no matter how to talk about career, it is also a second life.

Hearing this, Mizzie's left hand trembled and clenched his fist slightly! ~

The familiar voice came again.

If it's not good, fix it.

Looking at Mizzy, the injured part of Mizzy is very simple, the palm of his left hand, the longitudinal opening where the two knives are staggered, and the upper part of his left hand, there is a knife cut, but it has been stitched up.

If it's just to save a little bit of functionality, it will do more harm than good!

The professor of anesthesiology suddenly lost his temper and threw things, which can be regarded as scaring the itinerant and instrument nurses in the operating room.

"I'm not numb!"

"Fang Ziye of orthopedics, good young man, I remember ......" The professor was not particularly old, in his forties, gave Fang Ziye a thumbs up and left, and he did not report his identity and name.

"The sooner you start functional exercises, the better, and I trust your technique."

After Fang Ziye quickly took over the position of the previous attending brother, he looked at the battle on the operating table.

"The wound on this hand, what Dr. Yimi means is that he has to suture it under repeated superficial local anesthesia, and this process will be a long, long time......

Fang Ziye understood this suture mode, and he didn't even know whether Liu Huanglong and others were 'inappropriate' when the previous nerve sutures were completed, poking the distal end of Mizie's fingertip with a needle after the suture to see if there was any passive or active contraction, so as to verify the quality of the nerve suture.

"I can't do it anymore, such a local low-dose shallow anesthesia, the time and rhythm of anesthesia are too difficult to control."

Choked up and scolded: "If you want to do it again, I don't want to give you numbness." ”

"I can't bear it! ~”

"Can I still do it......" Mizzy finished speaking, and then asked, "Teacher, how do you need me to cooperate next?" Or move the middle finger and ring finger, or move the index finger? ”

"But as the chief surgeon, from my personal point of view, this is actually a very inhumane operation, it is more ...... than torture"

"Before you came, I had already driven away twenty little doctors and little nurses......"

Hearing this, the anesthesiologist began to bear it, and directly smashed a syringe without a needle in the tray with his right hand to the ground of the operating room.

"The rest is fine, the follow-up is the main battlefield of your hand surgery......

Listen to the timbre, from Professor Ni Yaoping of the Department of Hand Surgery.

However, after seeing Fang Ziye's hands in front of his chest in prayer, the crowd who came out took the initiative to get out of the way, and the leader gave Fang Ziye guidance: "Go in and go in, your surgeon will be busy first." ”

"But fortunately, the active contraction function of the extensor tendon and the flexor tendon is not ...... in the palm plane."

"I can bear it, teachers, brothers, rest assured, even if I have a mental illness because of this, I don't blame you. If my hand was gone, my mental illness would be worse than after any stress. ”

Mizzy wore a mask that covered her mouth and nose, but her eyebrows were twisted together, her forehead lines were deeply wrinkled, her upper and lower eyelids were tightly closed, and she held her breath to endure the severe pain.

Even the old professors may slowly withdraw from the stage of the operating table from the front line of clinical practice due to various problems, not to mention ......

With general anesthesia, Mizzy fell asleep and woke up and the operation was over.

The blood vessels were also sutured up, and the severed ends of the nerves had just been treated.

Facing the other party's performance to show off, Fang Ziye felt a pang in his heart, continued to rinse his hands and turned his head: "It's okay teacher, I can understand, it's not a good thing that there are many people in the operating room." ”

"Dr. Mi, I know that you want to keep more hand function, and I hope to complete the functional interaction with us during the operation, and you can adjust and rest the suture effect at any time."

Mitch asked, "Teacher, is there room for improvement?" I've endured it for so long, and I can still endure it. By your standards, at the end of the operation, passive movement is optimal, and active activity is also at a certain level. ”

Liu Huanglong said: "The function of some tendons is okay, and there is room for flexion and extension of other tendons......

Fang Ziye didn't know why it was currently such a configuration, and the doubts in his heart were not the time to ask.

"I'm silent." After Mizzy finished speaking, his mouth pursed obediently.

As soon as he heard Fang Ziye's self-report, on the operating table, a person immediately spoke, and his voice penetrated all the crowd: "Ziye, wash your hands and go on stage!" ~”

The professor who was embarrassed before, when he saw Fang Ziye washing his hands, he deliberately explained to Fang Ziye: "Little brother, I'm sorry just now, I thought you were also a small crowd from other departments who came to eat melons." ”

"But the duration of this anesthesia is too difficult to control, and once our sutures start, we can't end them halfway."

Professor Ni Yaoping is the chief surgeon, Professor Liu Huanglong is the first assistant, and Professor Wen Dongfang is the second assistant, who is responsible for guiding in principle.

But at this moment, the anesthesia method chosen by Mitch was not general anesthesia and nerve block anesthesia, and even, because he was a medical worker, he was not completely covered with a large cloth sheet!

After Fang Ziye got dressed and put on gloves, a big brother on the operating table who was not particularly familiar with Fang Ziye was driven off the operating table and gave up his place to Fang Ziye.

However, after listening to the anesthesiologist's words, the itinerant nurse did not say a word of scolding, silently got up, picked up the syringe that was discarded by the anesthesiology professor, and silently threw it into the medical yellow trash can.

However, medical staff will not inform patients of such surgical methods as alternatives. Because of this form, the surgical stress trauma will be great, and it may even leave a psychological shadow on the patient.

From this, it can be concluded that this definitely does not mean that he did not want to cut down, but that Michi grabbed it with his hands.

Associate Professor Guan Qiquan's third assistant, and another person, also wore a sterile surgical gown, but only guarded a tray, similar to the drug tray in the anesthesiology department, which should be a person from the anesthesiology department.

In the operating room, there is already its own system.

It is clear that such a scene lasted more than once, and it was not an hour.

Mizzy's voice was pleading.

This lasted for a full seven seconds, and Mi Qi exhaled twice, the corners of his eyes slid over the old marks again, and his eyes were moist: "I'm fine, you continue, thank you, thank you, brother." ”

Liu Huanglong asked at this moment: "How do you feel?" Dr. Mi, if you can't hold it, nerve block anesthesia, low-dose, shallow anesthesia, the anesthesia lasts too short, although this can make your senses sharp and recover, and can give us feedback......"

Fang Ziye washed his hands, clasped his hands together, and then walked into the hand surgery room, many people came out of the door one after another, Fang Ziye knew that these people were at least professors and associate professors, so he turned sideways first.

Fang Ziye was also not polite, walked through the crowd passage, and began to wash his hands and dress.

Mi Qi became excited when he heard this: "No, Teacher Du, Teacher Du, don't be afraid, I can bear it, I promise not to make a sound, I promise not to hurt!" ”

"No, I still don't know how many fingers I have......"

Mickey's eyes were slightly puffy, and he was no longer as playful and kind as he was on duty in the vascular surgery emergency room.

As a professor, standing in the operating room, drinking one or two little doctors and nurses who eat melons and watch the excitement, even if they make a mistake and make a mistake, there is no need for special explanations.

Fang Ziye remembered that six or seven hours had passed since Mizzy was injured.

Soon, the professor of anesthesiology made a decision, looked at Mizzie, and said in a cold and ruthless tone: "Now you only have two choices, one is general anesthesia and the other is nerve block!" ”

"Ahh Ha! ~"After a round, Mitch gasped for air.

After the nerve block, Mitch did not have any sensation in this hand, and all motor and sensory functions were missing, so the operation ended in one go, and in the end, it was good or bad, and it was a hammer deal.

However, in fact, if the patient can tolerate the pain after a good tendon suture, the patient can tolerate the pain by himself, and the sensory and motor functions of the nerves are not lost.

When he heard Fang Ziye explain the word orthopedics, the non-orthopedic professor was slightly embarrassed, speaking of which, Miqi's hand injury was an orthopedic disease, so he came to eat melons.

Professor Ni Yaoping's words were decent and courteous, and many people slowly withdrew from the operating room when they heard the words.

After local anesthesia, the patient can tolerate the pain on his own and can ......

TM is a wound that is not anesthetized, and it is necessary to endure the pain and carry out the activity. At this time, the activity will stimulate the pain to intensify, and the pain is several times more intense than the original knife wound!

The tendons are sutured together, and there is no healing.

Mizzy's tone was calm, without any emotion, much less sensationalism.

Mizzie shook her head: "No, no, no, no!" ”

But now, Liu Huanglong and others are so inappropriate, testing Miqi's tendon motor function little by little.

"Hmm... Yes! ~Yes... Well! ~Hum! ~”

"If necessary, we will invite the professors to come over for consultation as soon as possible?! ~”

In addition, the head was hung with color, and it was also sutured and bandaged.

The surgeon's hand is the second life of the surgeon's career, Mizzy began to study clinical medicine at the age of eighteen, and now at the age of thirty-seven, he has studied for a full nineteen years before he reaches the position of associate professor.

Mizzie doesn't want his career to be cut off, but as long as there is a glimmer of life, he can endure any hardship.

"! ~~~~" The professor of anesthesiology broke a syringe alive with his left and right hands, and the anesthetic drugs in it spilled his face!

(End of chapter)