Sleepless Doctor

Chen Lu's tears shed for the first time.

She didn't expect that there would be such a big smell, and it was full of irritation, no wonder Wu Mian asked about the goggles.

This is where dung is digging out, it is simply poisonous gas.

"BOSS, I believe your judgment now." Professor Barack nagged, "The smell of necrosis is so pungent, it must be gangrene, I can smell the familiar-feeling! Trust me, for sure It's gangrene!"

"Bellak, don't you think there is more smell going down your respiratory tract into your lungs when you speak?" Wu Mian asked.

"Boss, I can feel that the vocal cords have been stimulated and have begun to spasm." Professor Barak's mouth was long-winded, his eyes fixed on the suction tube.

"Stomach gangrene is extremely rare. Because it is so rare, most of the diagnoses are obtained through laparotomy." Professor Barack saw that the food residue and feces had not been exhausted, and continued, "I guess there must be at least 200ml in it. Thick sauce."

"No! With so much feces, I guess the amount of thick juice will never be less than 300ml!"

"It's impossible to reach 300ml. You should count the flushing brine. How can it be accurate? Don't forget that the boss is on the opposite side. Everything must be rigorous!"

Chen Lu stared at Professor Barak with wide eyes.

This guy is talking to himself, split very thoroughly, it is probably amitosis. He talks to himself, and he doesn't need anyone else at all.

Before, Chen Lu also paired with Professor Barak. Wu Mian was not there. Professor Barak was speaking English, and Chen Lu couldn't understand it either. Unexpectedly, when this guy speaks Chinese, it turns out to be in this mode.

"In terms of auxiliary examination, CT has considerable advantages in diagnosing and predicting the cause of the disease." Professor Barack said while observing the suction of the suction device, "Why didn't you leave an image before the operation! It's so stupid!" I must teach him a lesson for who the patient was seeing before the operation!"

"I think you are the stupid guy." Professor Barack scolded himself a few seconds ago. "The patient has obvious symptoms of peritonitis. Isn't a flat abdomen not enough for laparotomy to detect signs? Why do you want a **** spiral scan! Except! Is there any benefit other than wasting time and leaving the chat for an imaging doctor to chat with a girlfriend during a night date?"

"I just say it's a pity. From an academic point of view, having CT imaging data as a reference will be of great help to future diagnosis and treatment."

"BOSS will definitely not think so. He is stingy and will not do examinations that can be omitted. For such obvious indications for surgery, if you insist on performing abdominal CT on the patient, I believe that BOSS will teach you how to behave after the operation. of."

"I'm going heads-up with him, just like Brooklyn basketball, the kind of losing my fingers!"

"If so, I firmly believe that you will stay away from the operating table in the future, poor child. You dare to challenge that monster. I admire your courage, but the young dragon Slayer is not you. He is not yet born. We can only look at it. The dragon heads hovering over Massachusetts, Mayo, and Cleveland."

Chen Lu was about to cry.

One was smoked by the irritating gas, and the other was... She absolutely never expected that Professor Barack’s usual whispering English would be such nonsense things.

Not only is he schizophrenic, but he also has a problem with schizophrenia. Professor Barack’s words are not softer than the irritation of biogas, and even more torturous to some extent.

"If you let the boss know..."

As he said, there was a strange hissing sound from the suction device, and Professor Barack's wrist turned, immediately changed the angle and continued to **** the foreign body in the abdominal cavity.

"Damn, I can feel a hard object in the abdominal cavity through the suction device. Is the patient's stool dry? To eat vegetables, eggs are not the perfect food given to mankind by God, vegetables are!"

Wu Mian was accustomed to deafening what Professor Barack said, and his eyes were fixed on the attractor.

Although Professor Barack talked about tuberculosis, every detail of the operation was almost perfect.

After changing the three directions, no feces or thick juice was sucked out. Wu Mian stuffed two sterile cotton pads under the abdominal wall, holding the buckle in his hand. Professor Barak immediately began to cut open the peritoneum with blunt scissors.

Chen Lu observed that Barrac’s blunt scissors were not placed straight up and down, but slightly inclined, with an angled wrist. Every effort was made to prevent the scissors from damaging the organs under the peritoneum.

The words did not affect the operation, and Chen Lu no longer worried.

After completely opening the peritoneum to protect the peritoneum, Professor Barack suddenly turned his head, "Damn it, wipe my tears!"

The itinerant nurse immediately used sterile gauze to help Professor Barak dry the tears in his eyes.

"Why are there so many irritating gases! It's unbelievable!" Professor Barak turned his head back and said, "Pan...no, I think I should use a bucket."

The itinerant nurse froze for a moment.

"The red bucket for pathological specimens, bring one here." Wu Mian added softly.

"Oh, okay." The itinerant nurse kicked the door open and ran out to carry the plastic red bucket.

"My god! How much did the patient eat!" Professor Barack looked at the abdominal cavity and said in surprise, "I don't think I've seen a stomach that swells so badly."

"Sure enough, it is gangrene, it is gangrene, and the stomach can be gangrene!"

"You are as ignorant as a Texas hillbilly. The most common cause of gastric gangrene is acute gastric dilatation. When the intragastric pressure reaches 14mmHg, it is enough to cause reflux disorder and tissue ischemia."

"That is a theory, definitely not the actual situation. The gastric tissue expansion coefficient is very good, 14mmHg pressure will not cause avascular necrosis."

"This is what the boss said, why don't you remember?!"

"Of course I remember ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but the boss also said..."

In the conversation between Professor Barak himself and another himself, the itinerant nurse ran back, carrying two plastic red buckets in his hands.

Open the two sets of sterile plastic passages. They are folded and sewn on the sterile sheet while throwing them down. The itinerant nurse will drop the part outside the sterile area into the plastic red bucket.

Professor Barak began to stuff the digested, semi-digested, undigested food and feces in the abdominal cavity little by little into the plastic channel with his hands.

"Bellak, you are a fool, do you know why the boss is not a speller?! He is so cunning! You were so fooled by him!"

"I am not. Can this kind of dirty work be done by the boss himself? I really don't know what you are thinking of! It's terrible. The despicableness and shamelessness in your heart makes you angry!"

"No, the boss made us two be sewer workers, but unfortunately it's not Super Mario."

"I am Super Barack!"