Under the operating light, the two men tightly grasped the smallest curette in their hands.

The curette gleamed with a cold metallic luster under the light, and its small and exquisite design could perfectly fit the gaps under the surgical wound.

Their movements were gentle and precise, and every time they inserted the curette into the gap, it was like they were embarking on an extremely delicate adventure.

The scraper gently scrapes the inner wall of the wound, and the remaining fat is loosened and peeled off little by little.

As the curette moves, you can see the fat debris being taken out

There was concentration and persistence in the eyes of the two men. Although their foreheads were covered with fine beads of sweat, their hands did not tremble at all.

Every cleaning is done with extreme caution, because they know that even the slightest residue may become a hidden danger in the subsequent recovery process, affecting the patient's recovery and the final effect of the operation.

When all the remaining fat debris was cleaned up, the atmosphere in the operating room relaxed a little, like a brief calm after a fierce battle.

Zhao Ming slowly put down the scraper in his hand, his action showing the calmness of having completed a stage task.

He raised his head and looked at Damei with a questioning look in his eyes: "Now that the abdominal fat has been cleaned out, do you want to directly remove the skin that will sag later?"

Damei frowned slightly, and a few faint lines appeared on her forehead, which was a sign that she was in deep thought.

I don't know what she was thinking about, but her eyes revealed a hint of hesitation and worry, and the instrument in her hand unconsciously tightened a little.

After a moment, she replied, "Let's talk about it during the next surgery! Given her current physical condition, just removing all the fat from her abdominal cavity would be enough to make her suffer."

"We can't be too radical. The patient's body has a limit to its endurance."

"This surgery has already been a huge challenge for her body. If skin excision is performed now, it may cause a series of complications, such as increased risk of infection, difficulty in healing, and may even affect the stability of her vital signs."

"We need to give her some time to recover and make sure her body can withstand the subsequent surgery."

After listening to this, Zhao Ming nodded slightly, with a look of agreement in his eyes: "You are right, we can't rush things. Then let's finish the work first and pay close attention to her postoperative recovery." After that, he began to organize the surgical instruments, his movements skillful and orderly.

After the suturing, the collapsed skin was like a tent cloth that had lost its support, sticking loosely to the body and forming wrinkles.

They silently tell the story of the hardship and difficulty of this operation, and also foreshadow the challenges that may need to be faced in the future.

In order to maintain the pressure in the abdominal cavity, after the operation was completely completed, Song Rong's belly, which had just experienced a "baptism", was carefully wrapped with layers of white gauze.

The nurses' movements were gentle and skillful, and each round of gauze was wrapped just right, as if they were creating a protective shield for a precious and fragile treasure.

The gauze started from the bottom of Song Rong's abdomen, and wrapped around upwards layer by layer, gradually covering the entire abdomen.

Wrapped in gauze, Song Rong lay quietly on the hospital bed, like a baby being carefully cared for, waiting for his body to slowly recover.

Zhao Ming and Damei finished the things at hand and came to the small room with tired but relieved expressions.

This small room is where they can take a short break and communicate after the tense operation.

As soon as they entered the room, their frayed nerves seemed to truly begin to relax.

Lin Lin looked at the two people who came in, his eyes full of concern and relief after exhaustion, and said softly, "Thank you for your hard work!"

"It's not hard, it's not hard." The two responded quickly, with a hint of relief in their voices.

Zhao Ming took a few steps forward, then stood still with a hint of doubt on his face. He asked, "Director Lin, the patient was in good condition during the operation, and the surgery is now over."

"Does she really need to stay in the shielded room until she recovers before returning to the regular ward? As you know, the shielded room environment is relatively closed, which may cause psychological stress to patients. From the perspective of medical resource utilization, isn't it a bit of a waste?"

Lin Lin frowned slightly, crossed his arms over his chest, and after thinking for a moment, he replied, "I understand your concerns, Zhao Ming."

"But the shielded room environment is designed to provide patients with a relatively sterile, low-distraction recovery space."

"This operation involves the abdominal cavity, which carries a high risk. Although we have tried to reduce the possibility of postoperative infection, it is still a factor that cannot be ignored."

"In the shielded room, we can better control various factors that may affect her recovery, such as air cleanliness and personnel entry and exit."

Damei nodded and added, "Zhao Ming, Dean Lin is right. Besides, Song Rong's body has just undergone such a major surgery, and her immune system is still very fragile."

"The shielded room is like a safe haven, allowing her to avoid being harmed by outside germs during the most critical early stages of recovery."

After listening to their explanations, Zhao Ming sighed softly and said, "I understand. Safety comes first."

"I hope she can recover well in the shielded room and return to the regular ward as soon as possible."

Lin Lin patted Zhao Ming's shoulder and comforted him, "We all hope so."

"Everyone must remain vigilant during this period. We must pay close attention to every change she makes in the shielded room to ensure that nothing goes wrong."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Ming and Damei looked at each other first, then nodded in response to Lin Lin, indicating that they already knew that they needed to pay close attention to the patient's situation in the shielded room.

Lin Lin asked again, "Did Director Zhu say anything to you just now?" After a pause, Lin Lin added, "She had two more surgeries upstairs. She just checked the condition of the patients' organs and left through the small door."

After hearing Lin Lin's subsequent question, Zhao Ming thought for a moment and replied, "Director Zhu didn't say anything special to us. She simply considered the condition of Song Rong's uterine appendages and uterus. She didn't say anything else and just let us close the abdomen normally and left."

Lin Lin frowned slightly, as if thinking about something: "She didn't say anything else? She just looked and left? This is not like her style."

Zhao Ming nodded. "Indeed, but the situation was quite urgent at the time. She was probably concerned about the two surgeries upstairs. From what she saw, there was nothing wrong with Song Rong's uterine appendages and uterus, so she allowed us to close the abdomen normally."

Damei added, "I think Director Zhu didn't say much, but her eyes were very focused, and she was very careful when she checked. She must have been making sure there were no problems. And she walked away in a hurry, so she must have been in a hurry to get to the next operation."

Lin Lin sighed softly. "I hope so. After all, every detail may affect the patient's recovery. Since she didn't give any specific instructions, we will follow the procedures for postoperative care and observation."