"We should tie knots here and tidy up the position next to the operation area." Chu Zhixi saw Xu Jia motionless, immediately took over the thread head, tied and cut the thread quickly, put a pinch of fingers on the sterile sheet, and the cut thread became a ball and handed it to Chen Lu.

    "Oh, oh." Xu Jia said absently, but his hand didn''t move.

    Wu Mian also ignored the directional doctor and gave him a chance. Whether he could grasp it depends on himself. Reach out and clap the scalpel in the palm of your hand.

    Cut about 15cm along the intercostal incision, and Wu Mian began to separate the tissue layer by layer.

    "Anesthesiologist, you can have one lung." Wu Mian said.

    "OK." the anesthesiologist immediately began one lung breathing to deflate the lungs on the operation side and expose the operation field.

    "Chief Wu, why don''t you use thoracoscopic equipment?" the anesthesiologist asked after one lung breathing.

    "The instruments are troublesome. Of course, it''s not a problem," Wu Mian said. "The main point is that I don''t know what the big man''s esophageal rupture is like."

    "What''s it like?"

    "Well, if the tear is not neat, it''s better to sew it manually. The incidence of postoperative esophageal fistula can be reduced by 5.6%, which is what I did."

    As he spoke, Wu Mian opened his chest. The anesthesiologist was stunned and didn''t understand what Wu Mian just said. This is the real meaning of what I said.

    The point of electric burning is at the bleeding point. From skin opening to chest entry, the amount of bleeding is about 2ml.

    "Here, help me expose the art field." Wu Mian took a big retractor and said to Xu Jia.

    "HMM." Xu Jia heard Wu Mian''s words this time. He took the hook handed by Wu Mian and pulled it open.

    "Strength is OK. The time may last for 20 minutes. Hold on." Wu Mian said, and began to free the mediastinal pleura, expose the esophagus and explore the chest.

    There is a full-thickness rupture of the esophagus about 8cm in the lower part of the esophagus, no obvious inflammatory edema around, no food residue in the chest and no abscess formation.

    Sure enough, it was an esophageal rupture. Director Lu, who had been standing by, confirmed Wu Mian''s diagnosis this time.

    "Section chief Wu, your diagnosis is really cow! The operation is also good." director Lu praised. He thought he was right, which was already highly appreciated.

    Wu Mian didn''t take it to heart. He didn''t care about other people''s praise and praise. These are daily small things.

    "Director Lu, do you have any news on the mountain fire?" Wu Mian began to wash his chest with warm saline and asked.

    "There are all kinds of news ahead. Some people say that the army has come up and began to prepare a 12 kilometer isolation belt. Some people say that the plane is ready to spray water."

    "How many planes are there in our provincial capital?" asked Wu Mian.

    “……”

    Wu Mian''s problems are too real, and director Lu doesn''t dare to talk nonsense. After all, he is the director of internal medicine. They all say that the surgeon runs the train on the operating table, but they don''t know the typhoon of section chief Wu, so he cautiously chooses silence.

    "When ~ ~ ~" long tweezers knocked on the draw hook.

    "Use some force," said Wu Mian. "Xu Jia, look at the operation field. The retractor will go with my operation."

    "The retractor is only a means to expose the operation field. Now we are looking for whether there is still a leak in the esophagus. Your back hand is high."

    "A little to the left."

    "Focus and look at my operation field. You can move over and touch your shoulder. Don''t be afraid to pollute the operation area."

    Wu Mian sometimes thinks whether the directional doctor has a brain problem. He just does everything he says mechanically. Xu Jia can''t do anything that needs to be observed with his eyes and thought with his head.

    This is the problem of talent. Wu Mian has no good way. I have seen many doctors with low talent in imperial capital and abroad. But like Xu Jia, he is constantly refreshing the bottom line of Wu Mian''s cognition.

    The absorbable suture continuously sutured the esophageal wall. Wu Mian did it himself when tying the knot. He didn''t trust Chu Zhixi to do it.

    The key point of this operation is the strength of the knot. If it is too tight, the blood supply is not good, and the esophageal break is not long, it will lead to esophageal fistula; If it''s too loose, it won''t work. In that case, it will be exposed without waiting for 1 week after operation.

    Wu Mian''s eyes narrowed slightly and felt the power from his hands.

    Tie knot, cut thread and rinse again.

    Close the chest and inflate the lung. The whole operation lasted less than an hour. It was very beautiful. After sewing the last stitch, Wu Mian turned and stepped down, but he saw that the second assistant Xu Jia turned and left earlier than himself.

    "Why are you going?" Wu Mian frowned and asked curiously.

    In the first half of his life, he spent half his time in the hospital. Wu Mian thought he had seen all kinds of doctors.

    But today, the directional doctor Xu Jia constantly refreshed his cognition.

    "Chief Wu, haven''t you finished the operation? What else?" Xu jialue asked impatiently.

    “……”

    "I''ll go back when I''m done." Xu Jia said, "you''re welcome."

    Looking at Xu Jia''s hasty departure, Wu Mian didn''t know how to describe his mood. you''re welcome? The boy doesn''t really think he''s here to help.

    The whole operating room was quiet, and everyone was confused by Xu Jia''s words.

    As an old nurse in the operating room, Chen Lu has never seen such a surgeon. Doesn''t he know how to help lift the patient after the operation?

    Alas, this man... Chen Lu sighed.

    Wu Mian didn''t say anything. He just stayed on the operating table, disinfected the incision with Chu Zhixi, pasted sterile dressing, carried the patient to the car and returned to the ward.

    ……

    ……

    Xu Jia hurried to change clothes. At this time, he couldn''t wait to take out his mobile phone and start to see whether his microblog had entered the top ten of hot search.

    The result disappointed him to the core.

    But in less than an hour, he found that his hot search had disappeared. Not to mention the top ten, I didn''t even keep the top 100 before the operation.

    What''s going on?

    Xu Jia felt that his hands were a little numb. He changed his clothes carelessly while looking for the truth.

    It is not generally difficult for such places around bajingzi to get national attention because of the hot search on the news.

    Moreover, with the mobilization of the masses and the military region''s support, the situation of mountain fires has gradually stabilized. Xu Jia''s heat search is like a mountain fire. Even before the mountain fire is cold, Xu Jia''s heat is already cold.

    This is the case in the network age. Inexplicably obtained and inexplicably abandoned, the parties can''t tell the truth.

    Xu Jia thought for a long time. Bajingzi mobilized the whole Township and had military support. Is that all right?!

    You can make a completely opposite content to the previous microblog and send it in a trumpet. No matter which gets attention, it''s yourself!

    Xu Jia patted his head and praised himself for being a clever little ghost.

    Looking up information on the Internet and listing the data of mountain fires in America, Australia and Russia, Xu Jia''s heart lit a flame of hope.