"Wu Mian, has professor beilac always been like this?" Chen Lu asked helplessly.
"Well, he had a brain problem before, and I gave him targeted treatment." Wu Mian said, "but according to the current situation, he seems to be seriously ill without acupuncture for a period of time."
"Boss, I''m not sick!"
"You''re sick!"
Barack himself and himself kept arguing. Chen Lu and Ren Haitao bowed their heads and dared not speak.
Is it really OK to put this psychosis on the operating table?
This question floated in the shadowless lamp like a ghost in everyone''s heart. Professor bellac nagged while performing surgery, but no one dared to ask.
"Boss, what''s this?" Professor beilac asked, taking out a dark yellow solid from his abdominal cavity.
"It''s fried pork," Wu Mian said.
"What is fried pork?"
"I''ll take you to eat another day and have an operation first."
"My God! Boss, you said you wanted to take me to eat this kind of food? I smell it now..." said Professor bellac, turning his head to one side.
The itinerant nurse took sterile gauze to wipe his tears. Professor beilac "cried" very sad.
"I''ve been smoked into a mouse in Hyde Park by its pungent smell!"
"Beilac, how can you say that?" Professor beilac then said seriously, "it must be a kind of delicious food that appears in the patient''s gastrointestinal tract and the perforation of hollow organs caused by overeating.
It''s hard to believe that some people will eat Dharma stick to this extent. There is no rupture of hollow organs caused by Dharma stick in any academic magazines or even rumors. The logical relationship... Forget it, you''re a fool and you won''t understand the logical relationship. "
"Fool! The magic wand is not for you to chew, only the stupidest..."
"Pa ~ ~"
"Ow ~ ~"
The hemostatic forceps knocked on the back of Professor beilac''s hand. Chen Lu vaguely heard the sound of bone cortex fracture.
“boss！”
"Have a good operation. You talk too much today, which has affected me." Wu Mian said faintly, "prepare warm saline and a large amount of it."
"OK." the itinerant nurse hurried to get warm saline.
After running out of the operating room, she wiped her tears with the back of her hand, which felt better.
How many years haven''t you done shit? I really don''t know which one will arrive first tomorrow or accident.
"Bellac, you are such a stupid guy!"
"I remember, Chu seems to have caused it when he was eating delicious food in Paris..."
"Shut up, you fool, shut up! I have intuition. If you say one more nonsense, the boss will break all your five metacarpal bones and eight wrist bones!"
Ren Haitao silently looked at the values on the monitor and ventilator and tried to divert his attention from what Professor beilac said.
It''s better to speak Chinese than English. At least when he speaks English, he thinks he''s a chatterbox. Now... Ren Haitao even has a little fear of Professor bellac.
Gradually, the two red buckets were filled with strange smelling things, and the patient''s abdominal cavity was empty.
"Warm salt water, 37.5 degrees Celsius," Professor beilac said.
Chen Lu was stunned. The warm salt water was almost always OK. How should the 37.5 ℃ warm salt water be matched?
"Ignore him," said Wu Mian. "He just talks casually."
"Boss, how can you be so divided!" Professor bellac said. "I remember when we went to the Mayo Clinic for surgery, what you wanted was 37.5 degrees Celsius warm saline."
"That''s for Mayo''s bastards!" another bellac immediately said, "the boss is intentional. Why don''t you know. Did you see the boss in Massachusetts have any requirements for warm saline? No, the boss has always been very gentle and approachable."
"Damn it, I forgot they were Mayo''s bastards, and so were Cleveland''s bastards!"
"Prepare gloves." Wu Mian whispered as if he hadn''t heard professor beilac''s split self argument at all.
During the operation, the sterile gloves of Professor Wu Mian and Professor beilac have been contaminated. After the feces are taken out, replace the gloves and continue the operation to ensure sterility as much as possible.
Although... Doesn''t make much sense, it still makes sense.
After washing with warm saline and repeatedly flushing with 10000ml water, the bucket of the aspirator was changed three times, and the patient''s abdominal cavity was cleaned.
Wu Mian, beilac and Chen Lu all changed their gloves and even changed a set of surgical instruments before continuing the operation.
"There are two places of gangrene, the big one is about 8 × 4cm, the small one is about 3 × 1.5cm. There are some scattered, boss. Do you need to deal with them all? "
"It''s stupid of you to ask the boss about this little thing! There is no special treatment for ischemia of about 0.2cm. The self-healing function of the human body will repaint them, just like repainting your big house in California."
"Wu Mian, how did she eat so much?" Chen Lu asked, looking at the location of gangrene in her stomach.
"Well, I went to dinner with my girl two days ago and saw her recording, eating and broadcasting." Wu Mian said, "at that time, I thought the patient might have problems if he ate too much, so I deliberately left a phone."
"How much do you have to eat to press your stomach like this?"
"A lot of it. I guess she doesn''t remember," Wu Mian said. "When I was in the United States, I treated a male patient who ate 45 hamburgers with mediastinal displacement and atelectasis."
Wu Mian did not describe how serious the patient was, but eating compressed his lungs. This key point alone has proved everything.
"Boss, next..."
"Fool, how can you ask such a question! Bellac, you are a professor of gastrointestinal surgery in Massachusetts and a professional doctor. You should have your own judgment."
"Of course, I certainly know. Phase I reconstruction of the digestive tract and continuous full-thickness horizontal mattress varus suture and intermittent vertical mattress varus suture of the remnant stomach and duodenum are extremely difficult suture techniques. I believe the boss will call for expertise after reading it."
"Beilac." Wu Mian interrupted beilac''s "dialogue" for the first time.
"Boss, do you have another opinion?" Professor bellac asked with tears in his eyes.
"Where did you learn to call an expert?"
"After I came to London, Little Mary was responsible for familiarizing me with here. She recommended a lot of apps to me."
"Well, continue the operation."
"Boss, why is there no feces anymore? I still wash it repeatedly with warm saline, but my eyes still feel uncomfortable."
"It will be fine." Wu Mian said faintly.
"Do you need to wash it with hydrogen peroxide?" bellac asked.
Then another beilac immediately said, "fool, did you forget the case of pulmonary embolism caused by hydrogen peroxide flushing three years ago!"