Chapter 257： Work (1/2)

Ling Ran used the intermittent suture method to complete the suture of the bleeding point, gently cut the thread with scissors, and then threw the instrument in his hand. A person silently experienced the sense of achievement brought about by the legendary free-handed hemostasis.

Of course, other doctors don't really know what just happened. Whether it is Zhao Leyi, Dr. Zhou, or Deputy Director Du and Director Huo, their understanding of bleeding by hand is limited.

They did not realize the power of the perfect free-handed hemostasis, and they did not realize that they had just seen the legendary free-handed hemostatic.

Ling Ran was in her heart, celebrating for herself, and did not want to speak up.

For Ling Ran, it was easy to get cheers. When he was reading, he could get applause even if he hummed the tune casually. In his collective life, in his opinion, there was a lot of burden.

Ling Ran enjoyed this secret poking achievement.

He does not need others to cheer for what he has done, nor does he need to cheer for what he has done.

However, Ling Ran was glad that the patient survived because of his work.

Rescuing a person is nothing more comfortable for Ling Ran than this.

Of course, the legendary feel free to stop bleeding is also very good.

He glanced around the patient to check for any omissions.

This is originally a matter of habit of Ling Ran. It is like buying a model of Transformers. If it is a bit rough, Ling Ran must be polished and installed.

The same is true for patients. A circle of seven or eight medical staff surrounds Jiang Li, and it is difficult to have an omission.

Ling Ran just glanced at Huo Congjun when he said, ”No problem, close his belly.”

Scanning and scanning, Ling Ran's eyes flickered suddenly.

”Wait.” Ling Ran talked through the mask, and said dullly, ”The liver door is a little big.”

”Well?” Huo Congjun looked over, where could he find big or small. Some people's organs will be bigger, some people's organs will be smaller, how to distinguish them here.

”It's bigger than just now.” Ling Ran made it clear.

Freehand hemostasis is a subtle technique. The legendary freehand hemostasis makes his concentration for a long time. During the re-examination process, he unavoidably noticed this problem.

If it is in liver surgery, or specialized surgery such as liver and kidney surgery, a liver portal can let a doctor play for a lifetime.

For the legendary free-handed hemostasis, the hepatic portal vein is also a part to pay special attention to, and the arteries separated by a wall do not need to bother too much-the sacral canal is the proper hepatic artery, or the left and right hepatic artery, and it can immediately make people burst. It was found that it would not hide in a shadowy manner.

The hepatic portal vein is not so bright, and sclerosis and rupture are common.

Ling Ran pointed and said, ”Is the blood clot in the abdominal cavity just squeezed into the hilar?”

Huo Congjun's face was more dignified, so he asked the deputy director Du who was in the best position to check it.

From the place of the accident to the period of laparotomy, the blood accumulated in the abdominal cavity of the patient exceeded 4000 milliliter. It is impossible to say how much blood clot has formed. It is possible to squeeze and move anywhere.

Deputy Director Du hesitated, reaching out and touching the position of the liver door, and a shallow blood stain slipped out.

The doctors present were smart.

”Really cracked?” Doctor Zhou had nothing to do, and shouted 666 with his eyes wide open.

Huo Congjun said ”En”, ”Sew up.”

If we were to close the belly with this hidden danger, we would not be able to spend it tonight.

”It's really dangerous.” Huo Congjun shouted in his heart, but didn't say it.

First aid is the process of stepping on thunder. Stepping on the thunder monster is not good at learning, and it is not great to step on the thunder.

Deputy Director Du lowered his head and got busy, while the family members in the distance couldn't help but commotion.

They had heard of the abdomen, but now they see Deputy Director Du picking up the suture again. I still don't know what went wrong. The family members were crying, and the reporter kept gesturing to Huo Congjun for the effect of the filming.

Allowing filming is not only a requirement of the leadership, but also the needs of Yunyi itself, and it is also required by Huo Congjun. Otherwise, it is a normal decision for him to force the reporter to leave the operation.

”You continue to do it.” Huo Congjun said a word before looking up to the reporter: ”What is it?”

”Director Huo, can you tell us about the changes on the operating table? Everyone is a little nervous.” The reporter pulled up tiger skin.

”En ...” Huo Congjun groaned for a moment, and said, ”We are looking for bleeding points in the patient. Now, the bleeding points have been completed to stop bleeding, but the patient's hepatic portal vein has a problem, and we are urgently repairing ...”

The reporter did not comment. When asked if the photographer ”has been taken well,” he raised a thumbs up to Director Huo, and then asked, ”If the hepatic portal vein is repaired, can I declare the rescue successful?”

”There are no other surprises, you can say this.” Huo Congjun looked back at the monitor, and now he said success. It was somewhat rigorous, but he still said it.

The emotions of family members sometimes need to be taken care of.

Sure enough, as soon as Huo Congjun's words fell, the police's fiancee Wang Yi first cried.

She didn't dare to cry loudly, for fear of disturbing the doctors, and stood up and said, ”Mom ... I, I can't watch anymore, I'll go out first.”

Chen Fang nodded with red eyes.

Looking at the continuous infusion bottles and even the plasma, and watching a group of doctors trumpeting his son, Chen Fang also had soft legs and feet, and was exhausted.

She now also regrets coming in to see the hospital's rescue room. What's so nice about it?

A primary school student, listening to several adults, carefully looked at the teacher and asked, ”Is the police uncle all right?”

”It will be okay.” The teacher touched his head, and whispered, ”Doesn't it hurt?”