When doctors have a simulated operating room

After the middle finger was removed, a small amount of bleeding occurred. Chen Fang kept pressing and wiping with gauze.

Then came the suturing.

The skin on both sides of the middle finger section was sutured, and the surrounding area was Kirschner wires to fix the phalanges. The doctor had to be careful with every step.

Otherwise, a mistake would be a big trouble.

After the middle finger was amputated, Zhang Yi looked up at the nurse next to him:

"Go and tell the family outside that the middle finger has been removed and can't be saved."

The nurse nodded first, and then immediately made an embarrassed expression after reacting:

"Ah? I...I'll go and tell them?"

Obviously, this nurse also knew how difficult those family members outside were.

When she heard that she was ordered to lobby, she immediately stepped back in fear.

If you look closely, you can see that her embarrassed expression is also a bit terrified.

Kang Yanming looked up and glared at the nurse.

But it’s hard to blame her. It’s better for doctors to say such things.

The family member was difficult to deal with. It’s not authoritative to ask a nurse to talk. The family member might quarrel again.

After thinking about it, Kang Yanming took off his gloves and walked out: "I'll go."

The nurse immediately looked at Kang Yanming with gratitude.

Director Kang! You are the living Bodhisattva of the emergency department~!

The operation continued outside the operating room.

Outside the operating room, Kang Yanming walked out with a sullen face.

When the family members saw Kang Yanming coming out, they immediately surrounded him and asked the question they were most concerned about.

"How is it, Director? Hu Shun didn't have his limbs amputated? ? His feet were saved?"

The old lady tightly grasped the corners of her clothes with both hands, and her knuckles were slightly white.

She asked Kang Yanming with a pair of slightly red and slightly tired eyes.

"The middle finger has been amputated. I came out to tell you that we carefully checked the middle finger and combined with the defect of the whole arm, it must be amputated, otherwise it will be necrotic after a few days if it is forcibly connected.

The necrotic severed finger will affect the entire right foot and even endanger life."

"What?? Really amputated?!"

The old lady looked unbelievable.

Behind her, the two young men and women and another old lady also frowned and looked very reluctant.

Kang Yanming said:

"You have signed the informed consent form for the operation, and I hope you can understand the decision made by our doctor.

We also want to save our right foot, but after weighing the pros and cons, we still think it is safer to amputate the middle finger.

This is also for the safety of Hu Shun's life. In addition, the chief surgeon is Zhang Yi. Don't worry, it will be fine."

Seeing Kang Yanming say this, the family members hesitated and didn't know what to say.

After all the fuss, it was amputated!!

Oh!

"Doctor! Will it affect Hu Shun's work after amputation?"

"If only the middle finger is missing, it won't have much impact, because the function and grip of the toes can be maintained by the other big toes."

"Then... that's fine..."

The old lady breathed a sigh of relief.

The family members behind her also breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing that Kang Yanming was about to turn around and go in, the old lady pleaded again:

"Director, we are from the countryside... Please bear with us. Our family is not in a good situation. Please help us. Hu Shun's foot must not have any problems, otherwise our family..."

Kang Yanming looked back at the family.

Judging from their clothes, they are indeed very simple, just like ordinary people who make a living by labor at the bottom of society.

After thinking about this, Kang Yanming, who was angry at the family's arrogance before, was not so angry anymore.

Oh, it's all for the patients.

"Don't worry, we will do our best."

After saying that, Kang Yanming went in.

Outside the operating room, Hu Shun's daughter looked at the figure disappearing at the door of the operating room and whispered:

"Brother, did you search for the doctor named Zhang Yi just now? What's the search result like?"

The boy who was called brother didn't look very old, in his twenties, but with short, slightly yellow hair.

"I checked it, and just when I was halfway through, Director Kang came out.

Baidu didn't say whether Doctor Zhang was good or not, but I found that his social accounts have more than 40 million fans in total!

It's almost more than some celebrities' fans, and it seems that this doctor is also doing charity.

He also has a foundation called Zhang Yi Charity Public Welfare Fund. I searched it. How much money do you have in that fund?"

The family immediately cast a curious look:

"How much?"

Less? "

"Almost 100 million! ! All this money was raised by some entrepreneurs and netizens.

Oh my God, I don't know whether this doctor is good or not, but he is good at making money."

The aunt standing next to him was shocked for a while before slowly speaking:

"No wonder, no wonder so many passers-by in the emergency hall just now were helping Dr. Zhang. I guess this doctor must have a good reputation.

Otherwise, why would so many strangers help him?

Since he has a good reputation... then this doctor must be good at medicine!"

The next second, the aunt suddenly put her hands together and closed her eyes and looked at the ceiling:

"God bless you! ! Hu Shun has been diligent and honest all his life. You must bless Hu Shun not to become disabled!

I will burn a hundred or eighty incense sticks for you in the temple when I go back!

God, please show your power! Please! "

……

In the operating room.

Zhang Yi, who was grafting the superficial peroneal nerve, suddenly felt an itch in his nose while holding the suture needle??

Zhang Yi stopped and felt like sneezing.

Who??

Who is talking about me??

"What's wrong?" Chen Fang asked.

"Nothing, continue."

Kang Yanming came in and told the family what he had just told them.

Zhang Yi also expressed his understanding of the family's feelings.

"Anyway, I will try my best to save the limbs. I have already grafted the nerves, but if there are too many dorsal muscles missing, it is not certain that the remaining four can survive."

"Okay, just do your best. ”

Nerve grafting and blood vessel suturing. Because the defect area is relatively large, it is impossible to sew the entire dorsum of the foot together at one time, so the operation can only be performed in multiple times.

Soon, the suturing was completed and VSD was ready to be installed.

VSD is the English abbreviation of negative pressure closed drainage technology.

It mainly uses polyurethane film (biological semipermeable membrane) and polyethylene alcohol hydrated seaweed salt foam (VSD dressing) to continuously drain the wound with negative pressure, and discharge the exudate from the wound from the micropores and drainage tubes in the VSD dressing in time.

It effectively promotes the healing of the wound surface. This VSD device also greatly alleviates the pain of patients who had long-term wound healing and even repeated dressing changes.

Half an hour later, Hu Shun was sent out of the emergency operating room of the emergency department.

As soon as he came out, Zhang Yi saw that there were family members and many workers from the construction site standing at the door.

It seemed that they were all waiting for Hu Shun.

"How is it? ? Doctor, is Hu Shun's foot... okay? ? "

The person who asked this question was not a family member, but a middle-aged man wearing a leather jacket and a big belly.