Zhao Heng felt that there might be something wrong with his body recently.
Especially his visual system.
He was so sure of this.
It was entirely because, standing in the operating room as the third assistant, he suddenly discovered that there was a glowing white sphere floating beside Song Siming, the emergency department head across from him.
This small sphere was emitting a faint glow, about the size of a ping pong ball.
As Zhao Heng stared at the suddenly appearing white sphere, wondering if there was something wrong with his visual system, the white sphere seemed to sense it and transformed into a thin stream of light, which drilled into his head.
Amidst the shock, a prompt sounded in his ear.
"Ding, you gained +1 experience in [Abdominal Trauma Emergency Surgery]."
Once this prompt ended, an incredible thing happened—a flood of emergency surgical experience surged into Zhao Heng's mind.
This experience instantly elevated Zhao Heng's emergency surgical skills to a higher level.
It's worth noting that he had just graduated and was in his three-month probationary period as an operating room instrument setup contractor.
A salary of four thousand, with five insurances but no housing fund; in a place like North City, this salary was barely above the poverty line.
At a place like Eastern Hospital, as an undergraduate clinical medical student, he couldn't even stay in a department and could only specialize in instrument setup in the operating room. If it weren't for the shortage of doctors today, he wouldn't have been allowed to assist in surgery as an instrument setup person.
Instrument setup means that within the operating room's instrument room, he configures the necessary surgical instruments for various upcoming surgeries, unable to even enter the operating room itself, not to mention compare to instrument nurses, let alone official doctors.
Frankly speaking, in the surgical area, his status was only slightly higher than the cleaning lady and at the very bottom of the food chain.
When Zhao Heng was receiving the light sphere experience, he inevitably froze for a moment as perceived by outsiders.
This scene was observed by Head Song Siming, who had been working beyond capacity, having already performed five surgeries and battling in the operating room for over ten hours; though utterly exhausted, he was forcing himself to continue surgery. Seeing Zhao Heng's dazed and unprofessional behavior in the operating room, Song Siming couldn't help but snort coldly.
No wonder he could only do instrument setup, without any professional quality!
Song Siming instantly formed an assessment of Zhao Heng in his heart.
Just as he was about to continue forcing himself to proceed with the surgery, he suddenly felt dizzy and immediately lost his balance.
Seeing Song Siming unsteady, Dr. Li Yang immediately put down the surgical instruments and supported Song Siming, saying, "Director, you should take a rest, I'll take over from here."
Song Siming still wanted to continue the surgery, but his dizziness worsened, standing became difficult, and his vision was somewhat blurry. He squinted to look at the patient on the operating table who had been stabbed in the abdomen, weighing the situation in his mind.
Well, although the injury is complicated, the bleeding point has been found, and just normal repair of the damaged organs would suffice.
Considering this, Song Siming felt confident that letting Li Yang complete this complicated abdominal stab wound surgery independently should be plausible.
"Alright, fine."
Song Siming nodded and stepped aside to sit down.
Next, naturally, Dr. Li Yang would take the lead, assisted by a resident doctor and Zhao Heng.
"Can you two assist me in repairing the peritoneum, alright?"
Li Yang turned to look at the resident doctor and Zhao Heng, especially Zhao Heng, having noticed the director's dissatisfaction with Zhao Heng's dazed performance.
"Mm."
The resident doctor and Zhao Heng both nodded simultaneously.
"You take the retractor, Xiao Wang, you assist me in repairing the spleen."
Li Yang instructed Zhao Heng and the resident doctor Xiao Wang respectively.
In his view, a clinically trained graduate like Zhao Heng, who could only do instrument setup, was only suitable for holding a retractor.
"Okay."
Zhao Heng could only nod helplessly; being allowed to hold the retractor was due to the shortage of doctors.
Otherwise, just look at this resident doctor Xiao Wang: he had an official position and was a legitimate PhD graduate.
For someone like Zhao Heng, holding only an undergraduate degree in a hospital like Eastern Hospital, which starts hiring PhDs, there was no chance of entering a department as a doctor.
Indeed, the academia in large hospitals, especially nationally top-tier ones like Eastern Hospital, was absurdly competitive.
Starting was a PhD, but an undergraduate?
They could probably only go to township and community hospitals.
Next, Dr. Li Yang and resident doctor Xiao Wang proceeded with the repair and suturing of the spleen.
Zhao Heng held the retractor beside them, watching Li Yang and Xiao Wang's movements, and reflecting on himself, he couldn't help but sigh internally.
Originally, he could return home, but even if he did, he could only enter township and community hospitals; how could he be willing to spend his life in a community hospital?
Meanwhile, Li Yang and Xiao Wang naturally didn't pay the slightest attention to Zhao Heng, the temporary instrument setup person at the moment. To both of them, Zhao Heng was simply not in their circle.
Yes, the world is just this realistic, especially in a nationally top-tier hospital like Eastern Hospital, the gap between official doctors and laborers is unimaginably vast.
Just as Li Yang and resident doctor Xiao Wang were collaborating on spleen repair, a sharp alarm suddenly sounded in the operating room.
Beep beep beep!
Zhao Heng looked up and saw the red signal emerging on the life monitor.
"Dr. Li, the patient's blood pressure is 60/40!"
The anesthesiologist said urgently.
"How is that possible!"
Li Yang looked up at the glaring red on the life monitor, stunned and murmured.
Even Song Siming, the director taking a rest nearby, stood up suddenly, but felt dizzy and had to sit back down.
Li Yang looked down, seeing the patient's once-cleared abdominal cavity filled with rapidly gushing blood.
Zhao Heng naturally noticed this as well.
It was an arterial rupture, definitely injured before but not discovered, or a blood clot had clogged the rupture, which now burst out.
Zhao Heng judged it naturally.
Seeing the blood continuously pouring from the patient's abdomen, Li Yang broke out in cold sweat, his back moist.
Li Yang steadied himself, attempting to locate the bleeding vessel but couldn't find it. The bleeding in the patient's abdomen continued, blood pressure dropping lower, and vital signs weakening.
Meanwhile, the experienced director Song Siming was too dizzy to stand up.
"No, I can't find the vessel at all!"
"Gauze, keep packing it!"
Li Yang shouted in a low voice.
Sweat covered his forehead as he kept moving out of the sterile area, asking the circulating nurse to wipe his sweat.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the operating room was suffocating and heavy.
At this time, Zhao Heng, observing the patient, relating the injured area, angle of penetration, and integrating previous emergency surgery experience, had a flash of insight.
He knew where the bleeding site was!
It must be an external iliac artery rupture! A variant external iliac artery, this type of bleeding is like a gushing faucet; with this bleeding volume, the patient soon won't survive.
"Can't measure the blood pressure, give rapid transfusion, quick! Dopamine!"
The anesthesiologist shouted, hands not pausing, grabbing medicine from the box next to him, opening it, drawing the medicine, and immediately injecting it into the patient's vein.
But it was useless, as the patient's vital signs continued declining.
In an instant, everyone's spirits in the operating room were sinking.
"Talk to the family; an unexpected situation occurred, and the chances of saving the patient are very slim."
Song Siming tried several times to force himself to stand near the operating table, but his energy was depleted, unable to stand, he sighed and told Li Yang.
Li Yang also sighed and nodded, feeling very distressed inside.
The atmosphere of despair continued to spread in the operating room.
At this moment, Zhao Heng steadied himself and, looking at Song Siming, said: "Director, I see the bleeding point, let me try!"
You see the bleeding point?
Upon hearing this, Li Yang immediately looked up, with an utterly disbelieving look at Zhao Heng.
In this sea of blood, can you see anything?
Li Yang utterly disbelieved Zhao Heng's words, continuing to stuff gauze, persisting in futile operations.
Li Yang understood, even if the patient couldn't be saved, the rescue attempt couldn't cease; otherwise, the consequences might be severe.
"Director, trust me, it's a variant of the external iliac artery, I can stop the bleeding!"
Seeing Li Yang not even looking at him, Zhao Heng continued speaking to Song Siming, who was sitting and unable to stand up.
"What did you say? Variant of the external iliac artery?!"
Hearing Zhao Heng's words, Song Siming, who initially wanted to scold him, suddenly paused.
With his extensive emergency surgery experience, as soon as Zhao Heng mentioned the variant of the external iliac artery, he instantly realized!
Yes, if it's not deriving from the common iliac artery, but a directly variant originating aortic external iliac artery, with a high starting point and hidden dorsally, this kind of anomaly, a doctor might never encounter in their life.
Song Siming had once encountered a similar case during his residency with his teacher, where the patient did not survive, and the diagnosis of the external iliac artery variant rupture was confirmed only after autopsy.
Thinking of this, Song Siming couldn't concern himself with why Zhao Heng, a surgical assistant, could think of these things, especially since he currently lacked the energy for surgery.
As vast as the world, saving a life is paramount!
Song Siming immediately made a decision.