Doctor: I picked up attributes in the hospital

Chapter 38
The next day.

nine in the morning.

Operating room lounge.

Sitting in his seat, Zhao Heng was still reminiscing about yesterday's trip to the hot springs. He had to say, you get what you pay for, and after such a day, the relaxation effect is still very obvious.

While Zhao Heng was reminiscing, Gao Jun walked in and said to Zhao Heng, "Xiao Zhao, come and live."

"What's the big job?"

Hearing what Gao Jun, who has always been calm and breezy, said, Zhao Heng asked curiously.

"There was a major traffic accident on National Highway 113, and the injured will be sent here in batches later."

Gao Jun said with a serious face.

"I see."

Zhao Heng stood up, nodded and said.

You know, there is a shortage of anesthesiologists in Dongfang Hospital. If it is not an emergency operation, at least they have to wait in line for several days.

Moreover, some surgeries that have been scheduled can be postponed, but some cannot be postponed.

Therefore, once such a major accident occurs and many wounded need major surgery, anesthesiologists have to do what they hate - the treadmill.

The so-called running platform is to constantly run between several operations, monitor all the data at any time, and adjust anesthesia medication.

This is a huge test for the physical and mental strength of the anesthesiologist.

It seems that today is busy.

10 minute later.

operating room.

Zhao Heng looked at the young man lying on the operating table, his legs from below the knees, already disfigured and bloody, and he couldn't help sighing.

He understood that injuries like the boy's legs were basically impossible to save, and he would definitely have to amputate.

Look at this guy, in his early twenties at the most, it is really cruel to face amputation at this age.

The one who followed the guy into the operating room was Li Haiyang, the attending doctor, and two other residents. It seemed that he was the one who performed the surgery today.

Seeing Li Haiyang's pale face and bloodshot eyes, Zhao Heng knew that he had just left the night shift and was going to rest.

However, the emergency department is like this. Once there is such an emergency, no matter whether you are going to work or rest, you must go to the top.

"Mr. Gao, there is a high paraplegic over there. The director let you go over there."

At this moment, the door of the operating room opened, and a resident doctor in thoracic surgery shouted at Gao Jun.

Gao Jun looked at the patient with double lower limb amputation, then at Zhao Heng, made up his mind, and said to Zhao Heng, "Xiao Zhao, I'll leave this to you."

For patients with high paraplegia, because the patient's spine and nerves have been damaged, anesthesia is extremely difficult and risky. In the anesthesiology department, only Gao Jun has such a level.

But the patient with amputation of both lower limbs here must also be operated on immediately, so Gao Jun can only hand over the patient's anesthesia to Zhao Heng.

"Pay attention to testing blood potassium at any time to prevent sudden crush syndrome."

After a pause, Gao Jun told Zhao Heng again.

"I see, don't worry, teacher."

Zhao Heng nodded and said calmly.

"Doctor Li, leave this to Xiao Zhao."

Gao Jun said to Li Haiyang again.

"Okay, let's go."

Li Haiyang looked at Zhao Heng, thought for a moment, and nodded.

Li Haiyang had already seen Zhao Heng's level of anesthesia.

Basically, in some respects, he was already at the same level as Gao Jun. Since Gao Jun was relieved to hand it over to Zhao Heng, he had nothing to worry about.

Gao Jun also nodded, then greeted the resident doctor in the thoracic surgery department, and left the operating room.

"Xiao Zhao, let's start."

Li Haiyang said to Zhao Heng with some weakness.

After all, I just worked a night shift, and now I am going to have an operation. The intensity is really too high.

But this is also something that can't be done.

Zhao Heng shook his head slightly, if possible, no one would want to be so tired.

Working a night shift and then having to do surgery for several hours is simply overdrafting your health.

But for now, this is a problem that no one can solve.

Although the young guy's injury looked serious, in terms of anesthesia, it was actually not that difficult.

The most difficult anesthesia is actually for patients with underlying diseases, especially those with a long history of alcoholism.

Before he was injured, this guy was in good health and had no underlying diseases, so as long as he was anesthetized normally, he should pay attention to his blood potassium at all times, and rest assured that he had arrhythmia.

Soon, Zhao Heng completed the anesthesia, the movements were simple and quick, and the amount of anesthesia was very accurate.

Seeing Zhao Heng's level of anesthesia, Li Haiyang was a little surprised.

In his opinion, this level can only be achieved by a senior attending anesthesiologist who has been engaged in anesthesia for more than ten years.

"Dr. Li, the blood pressure, heart rate, and carbon dioxide are normal, and the operation can begin."

Zhao Heng looked at the life monitor and said to Li Haiyang.

"Yes, Not Bad."

Li Haiyang nodded, the effect of anesthesia is good, which is equivalent to the beginning of the operation, which is the favorite of all surgeons.

Anyway, in the operating room, the most unofficial person is the anesthesiologist.

Li Haiyang started the operation with two residents.

Not long after the operation, Zhao Heng saw a white ball of light falling from Li Haiyang's body.

Zhao Heng, who is already very experienced, judged from the color of this light group, it should be a proficient level skill light group.

You know, the only time the perfect skill light ball fell, Zhao Heng found that the color of the light ball at that time was brighter than the current light ball.

Familiar with the road, Zhao Heng absorbed the light ball with a thought.

"Ding! Picked [Amputation and Stump Repair (Proficiency)]..."

Sure enough, the skill blobs that fell from Li Haiyang's body were all at the proficient level, not a single one at the perfect level.

It's no wonder that Li Haiyang is only an attending doctor after all, and it seems that he must be the chief doctor in order to have a perfect level of skills.

Since the young man's lower limbs were completely necrotic, after communicating with his family members before the operation, he underwent amputation, which is less difficult than keeping his lower limbs.

But the repair of blood vessels, nerves and muscles involved in the stump is not a small project, so less than half an hour after the operation started, Li Haiyang's complexion became worse and worse, and large drops of sweat began to appear on his forehead due to overwork. beads.

Seeing Li Haiyang like this, Zhao Heng was very worried that he would faint on the operating table.

Sighing, Zhao Heng stood up and said to Li Haiyang, "Why don't I do the stump repair, with Dr. Li as your guide?"

Hearing Zhao Heng's words, the two residents looked at Zhao Heng in surprise.

Although anesthesiologists are also doctors and have the qualifications of practicing physicians, they can theoretically perform operations completely.

But after so long with the operation, they have never seen the anesthesiologist take the initiative to help the surgeon.

In other words, although it is possible to help, basically no anesthesiologist would do such a thankless thing.

"Xiao Zhao, you...?"

Hearing what Zhao Heng said, a warm current surged in Li Haiyang's heart.

In this era when everyone is in danger and seeking to protect themselves, there are too few people like Zhao Heng!
Moreover, Li Haiyang had realized in the previous few operations that Zhao Heng was actually very good at emergency surgery, at least on the same level as him.

This stump repair is just a troublesome, time-consuming and energy-consuming process, but the difficulty is actually not very high.

"Doctor Li, take a break from the side and guide me to do it. I will take over after you have rested."

Zhao Heng said again.

Normally, he wouldn't do such thankless things.

But when he saw Li Haiyang, who was pale, with bloodshot eyes, who was still insisting on the operation, Zhao Heng's heart was suddenly touched.

"Well, Xiao Zhao, come here."

Li Haiyang was not pretentious either, he let out a long sigh of relief, sat next to him, leaned against the wall to rest in a very shapeless manner, and handed over the operating table to Zhao Heng.

(End of this chapter)