"Old Gao, why did the scissors have a blade missing? Where did you go when you see it?" the instrument nurse shouted.

In the middle of the night, everyone was a little sleepy and forced to undergo surgery.

But the instrument nurse's words seemed to be a dose of adrenaline, and everyone was trembling and became energetic.

One leaf is missing!

The scissors actually lacked one leaf!!

I'm going to make a big slaughter, what's going on!

Dr. Gao was stunned and looked at the scissors carefully. Sure enough, only half of the leaves were missing.

Sweat in his forehead, temples, and back of his neck suddenly popped up.

Turning his gaze to the laparoscopic TV, Dr. Gao despised his assistant for being incompetent, so he snatched the camera and started looking for it.

Dr. Gao guessed that it might be that when the scissors were taken out, it hit the edge of the inner mouth of the 10mmtrocar.

But this is just a guess. What I am most afraid of now is that the blades of scissors cause internal organ damage to the patient.

After looking around, Dr. Gao was both sad and happy.

What I was happy about was that I didn’t see any internal bleeding, and what made him sad was that I didn’t see where the blades of the scissors were.

Dr. Gao was almost crazy. What kind of night shift is this? How can you encounter all kinds of strange things!

What to do if the blades of scissors cannot be found?

Keep looking! You can't put things in the patient's stomach and pretend you don't know.

There are rules in the operating room. Even if you want to pretend that you don’t know, the nurse can’t get through the hurdle.

If the nurse forced herself to step down, she would definitely call the head nurse and call the tigress in the middle of the night... Cough cough, this is impossible, how could she leave a blade of scissors in the patient's belly?

Dr. Gao began to search repeatedly.

From the large omentum to the transverse colon, to the side groove of the colon, to the entire pelvis, the lens moves almost one centimeter by one centimeter, but the scissor blades look like a child who can play hide-and-seek, and there is no trace at all.

"Lao Gao, are there two leaves or one leaves when the scissors enter?" asked the anesthesiologist.

"What are you saying! I'm blind!" The instrument nurse immediately retorted.

"Two." Dr. Gao replied honestly, "I cut it twice, it was too blunt, and I couldn't even cut the appendicle artery."

The anesthesiologist sighed, sighing inexplicably sad.

When encountering such a bullshit incident... no one wants to. And although he is angry now, he knows that he can't urge Dr. Gao to urge him too quickly, and the more anxious he is, the more mistakes he makes.

Look for it, otherwise what else can I do?

"Adjust your position, your head is high and your feet are low." Dr. Gao had no choice but to adjust the patient's position and poured a lot of warm saline water to prepare to rush out the scissor blades.

Expectation is expectation, reality is reality.

Dr. Gao wanted to use the flow of water and gravity to hope that the fallen scissor blades would slide to the bottom of the pelvic floor, and then he would pick out the damn, naughty little guy by himself.

But……

The art field is still empty, and the scissor blades seem to have teleported, and I don’t know which corner they are hiding.

At this time, Dr. Gao even hopes that the scissor blades will teleport into his stomach. Even if he opens his stomach, it will be much better than standing on the operating table and looking for it in the patient's stomach.

"Old Gao, why don't you call Xiao Zhou from the chest department?" the anesthesiologist suggested, "Isn't it just him who helped you wipe your butt last time? You said you are the same, you won't have to do laparoscopy in anything. How good is the surgery, you will know how to fool the little girl."

"..." Dr. Gao was silent.

If a blade falls into the stomach of scissors, it is definitely the responsibility of the operating room, but you cannot argue in person.

And he wants shame.

If the surgery is done, it is best to solve it yourself. Calling a thoracic doctor up is nothing.

Seeing that Dr. Gao was silent, the others didn't continue to say anything, so look for it.

10 minutes...

20 minutes...

30 minutes...

One hour...

Dr. Gao changed three pieces of sweat-absorbing gauze wrapped around his head, but he still couldn't find it.

A desperate feeling lingers. Doctor Gao wants to hit his head against the wall and dies, so he doesn't have to face such trouble.

"Old Gao, call Xiao Zhou!" The anesthesiologist couldn't help it and said in a deep voice.

Dr. Gao sighed deeply, "Okay, see if Xiao Zhou has any solution."

The tour nurse ran out immediately and called Zhou Congwen on the landline.

"The thoracic laparoscopy is much better than you," said the anesthesiologist.

"Please ask, what is the name of carrying out?" Dr. Gao said disdainfully, "You have to do the surgery yourself. How many times can the professor do it?"

"No matter what, they do more surgery." The anesthesiologist retorted.

"I always ask the professor to do the surgery, what will they do," Dr. Gao argued.

Although he and Zhou Congwen have a good relationship, he still sticks to his own views when it comes to such "big right and wrong".

Dr. Gao also came to the Third Hospital from the People's Hospital. In their minds, they had to do the surgery by themselves. The path of inviting experts outside does not exist.

"Scissor blades? Haven't found them? Don't worry, I'll take a look."

Zhou Congwen's gentle and generous voice came from outside, and even the sound of footsteps was so delightful.

Although Dr. Gao said that he would not have surgery in the chest, he felt inexplicably relieved when he heard Zhou Congwen coming.

"Brother Gao, you are very busy today." Zhou Congwen walked in and said with his eyes narrowed.

"Oh, don't mention it." Dr. Gao said, "Come on your hands and help me find it."

"No hurry, you can look inside with a mirror first."

Zhou Congwen did not rush to undergo surgery, but stood behind Dr. Gao and looked at the TV screen.

Dr. Gao was a little unhappy and didn't want to take responsibility.

However, no matter what Zhou Congwen does, it is appropriate, so Dr. Gao could only search for his abdominal cavity again.

This time it was relatively sketchy. Dr. Gao only looked at a few of the most likely locations, and Zhou Congwen didn't say much.

"Wait a moment, I'll push a machine."

"machine?"

"The bedside X-ray machine of orthopedics can tell where the scissor blades are at a glance." Zhou Congwen said with his eyes narrowed, "If you stroke the intestines, you are afraid that the patient will have intestinal obstruction after going down."

Uh... it seems to be a good idea, why didn't I expect it? After hearing Zhou Congwen's words, Dr. Gao was stunned.

He had no idea of ​​doing X-rays in his mind.

Not to mention him, the third hospital now never performs X-rays during orthopedics, no equipment, and no consciousness. The bedside machine is only used in the ward and has never been pushed into the operating room.

In less than ten minutes, Zhou Congwen came back with a heavy X-ray machine beside the bed.

After asking Dr. Gao and others to go out, Zhou Congwen took a film for the patient.

I hurried to the radiology department to rinse with the box. When I came back, I had already passed twenty minutes after I came back. The people in the operating room were anxious.
Chapter completed!