Li Zheng pushed Li Weidong to the B-ultrasound room and completed the examination quickly.
"Doctor Li, the continuity of the splenic capsule is interrupted, the local echo is blurred, irregular echo-free areas with blood accumulation can be seen, the echoes in the splenic parenchyma are chaotic, and free dark areas appear in the abdominal cavity. The estimated amount of bleeding is more than 1500 ml!" The ultrasound doctor quickly reported to the old black and white display screen.
"Where's the liver?" Li Zheng said in a deep voice.
"There's no obvious liver rupture on ultrasound!" The ultrasound doctor hesitated, "But..."
"But what? Tell me!"
"The abdominal cavity is filled with blood, the image is not clear, and the possibility of a small rupture cannot be ruled out!"
Li Zheng nodded. He didn't expect the ultrasound machines of this era to be able to make accurate diagnoses.
"Let's go to the operating room!"
The moment I pushed open the door of the ultrasound room, a large group of people gathered outside, including my third aunt, third uncle, several cousins, and co-workers from the construction site.
"Zhengwa, what happened?" asked the third uncle anxiously.
Li Zheng did not stop and said while pushing the cart: "Third uncle, Brother Weidong's spleen has ruptured. His spleen cannot be saved, but I will save his life!"
"Zhengwa, your brother Weidong is now in your care!" Third uncle stretched out his trembling hand to touch Li Weidong's face, but he couldn't keep up with the cart, as Li Zheng had already started running wildly.
Amid the rumbling sound of rollers rubbing against the ground, the group finally arrived at the operating room.
The door had already been opened, and the operating room medical staff took over and sent the patient to the operating room.
Li Zheng entered the locker room from the side door, quickly changed into wash clothes, and put on a hat and mask.
As soon as I walked out of the locker room, a burly man blocked my way at the door.
"Get out of the way!" Li Zheng said angrily.
The burly man pulled off his mask and said coldly, "Li Zheng, you don't even recognize me?"
Li Zheng was stunned for a moment, and the memories of his original body came back to him.
Isn't this his childhood friend, Chen Dayong? They grew up in the same military compound, went to college together, and worked at the No. 1 Municipal Hospital together. They were like brothers.
"Fat Chen, why are you here?" Li Zheng walked around him and asked.
Chen Dayong followed Li Zheng and continued with a cold expression, saying, "Uncle Li received a call from your Dean Zhang this morning, saying he wanted to fire you. Uncle Li was so angry that he almost fainted. He asked me to come and see what a mess you've become and give you a good beating!"
Li Zheng ignored him. Now was not the time to chat.
"My cousin has a ruptured spleen. You're here just in time. Let's do the surgery together!"
Chen Dayong shuddered all over, and the scenes of fighting side by side in the past quickly emerged, and the long-lost passion came over him again.
"Haha, I knew you wouldn't stay this useless forever!" Chen Dayong's body, weighing more than 180 pounds, made a thudding sound as he stepped on the floor.
The two of them came to the sink and quickly washed and disinfected their hands. Their movements were surprisingly consistent.
"Doctor Li, I'm your instrument nurse today!"
A tall and slender nurse came to Li Zheng, and under the mask and hat, a pair of beautiful crescent-shaped eyes were revealed.
"Lin Xiaomei?" Li Zheng asked curiously.
Lin Xiaomei nodded and said, "I used to be a nurse in the operating room! I just transferred to the surgery department a year ago!"
Li Zheng nodded without asking any further questions.
Wash your hands, dry them, disinfect them, hold your hands flat in front of your chest, and rush to operating room No. 8.
"Xiaomei, you still haven't given up on my brother!" Chen Dayong asked in a low voice.
Lin Xiaomei rolled her eyes at him and snorted, "His decadence is only temporary. I know he'll pull himself together!"
Chen Dayong gave a thumbs up and said, "Maybe your persistence will be rewarded today!"
Lin Xiaomei nodded. Li Zheng was now like a completely different person. Was he really getting better?
Li Zheng used his back to push open the wooden door of the operating room, making a creaking sound.
In the operating room, Director Xiao has completed general anesthesia.
On the monitor, the blood pressure dropped to 63/40 mmHg.
Dual intravenous access for crystalloid and colloid fluid infusion was maximized.
Li Weidong's abdomen was swollen like a big balloon.
"How is the blood transfusion department?" Li Zheng asked as he put on his surgical gown.
"The blood transfusion department only has 800cc of the same type of blood in stock. The surgery department has reserved 400cc for today's operation, which has been taken away by Director Wang. The remaining 400cc is being sent over for matching!" The head nurse of the operating room said coldly.
There wasn't much in stock to begin with, and now it's all being used on this person who can't be saved at all. It's such a waste.
Li Zheng really wanted to curse. This Wang Jiancheng was deliberately making things difficult for him!
"Let Wang Jiancheng bring the blood over!"
Dean Zhang Dehai limped in with a cane and gave instructions.
Li Zheng nodded to Dean Zhang. Without blood, no matter how fast or well he performed the operation, he would not be able to save Li Weidong.
Li Zheng and Chen Dayong quickly disinfected the bed sheets.
Lin Xiaomei quickly placed the surgical instruments.
"Big knife!"
Li Zheng stretched out his hand, and the No. 11 skin cutting knife hit his palm accurately.
Without any hesitation, Li Zheng made an arc-shaped incision under the rib margin on the left side of Li Weidong's abdomen.
It is formed with one knife, with smooth arc and cuts directly and accurately to the fascia.
Chen Dayong was a little dumbfounded. After not seeing him for a year, had Brother Zheng's swordsmanship reached such a high level?
There are many doctors who can perform skin incisions, but there are very few doctors who can cut through the skin, subcutaneous tissue, and fat with one knife without damaging the fascia. Without the experience of thousands of operations, it is impossible to do it.
In his shocked eyes, Li Zheng cut the fascia at a dazzling speed, separated the external oblique muscle, and reached the peritoneum.
Dean Zhang Dehai's slightly cloudy eyes suddenly burst into a brilliance!
Li Zheng's skill and dexterity in cutting far surpassed his own!
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