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Chapter 153 Simulation in progress

The most important thing in the treatment of empyema is to discharge the suppurative effusion in the patient's pleural cavity and postoperative anti-infection.

Empyema in infants and young children is usually treated with puncture plus antibiotics, while closed thoracic drainage is commonly used in adults.

Qin Wanwan is already very familiar with this operation.

It's all because Gu Yu taught her when he was in the affiliated hospital.

At that time, Gu Yu demonstrated with both hands no less than ten times, and repeatedly dissected and analyzed the details.

It was obviously the first time to perform such an operation, but Qin Wanwan felt that it was easy to do.

After all, this is just a model, not a real person, and there is not much psychological pressure.

A thumb-sized incision was made in the patient's second intercostal space, and Huo Xiaoyi at the side quickly brought over the medical hose and drainage bottle.

The other students also got busy, those who used the suction device to suck blood, and those who used the hemostat to stop the bleeding, each had a clear division of labor.

Gu Yu who stood aside was amazed.

I have to say that this model is so realistic that it even bleeds after cutting the skin!

"The tube is inserted too deep. If you do this, it is easy to puncture other organs in the patient's body. The depth should not exceed 125px."

"Any lower the drain bottle, as flush as you are, is likely to allow the water in the drain bottle to flow into the patient's chest cavity."

"When using the hemostat forceps, I use a little force. This is a model, what's wrong? Are you afraid of clamping the model to death?"

At this critical step, Gu Yu finally spoke.

Although everyone has sufficient theoretical knowledge, they often make mistakes in many details in practice.

Under Gu Yu's guidance, the dark gray, thick liquid with a rancid smell gradually flowed into the drainage bottle along the drainage tube.

Everyone present pinched their noses in unison.

This move caused Dai Zhengguo's dissatisfaction.

"Let go! Let go of your hands! This will pinch your nose? If it was a thoracotomy, would you faint on the spot?"

Everyone put down their hands one after another, frowning tightly and resisting the operation.

Only Wu Huan, who was hiding behind the crowd, still went his own way, and even pinched his nose and muttered in a low voice: "It's just a simulated operation, and the model is so realistic! Those who don't know it think it's stuffed with feces!"

Dai Zhengguo frowned, walked over and pulled him out of the crowd.

"What did you just say?"

"You can't stand just such a little smell? Did you know that real infectious pus smells ten times worse than the current smell?"

"If one day, you admitted a patient with empyema, would you give up treatment because of the smell?"

Dai Zhengguo severely criticized Wu Huan in front of everyone.

Wu Huan didn't expect that what he said in a low voice would be heard by Dai Zhengguo and criticized in public at this moment, his expression froze immediately.

"Hmph! Xiao Qi, you and Wu Huan will exchange jobs. You will be responsible for handing over the surgical tools, and Wu Huan will be responsible for incision suturing and postoperative care."

Dai Zhengguo gave a cold snort of dissatisfaction, and then said to another student who was holding suture pliers and waiting to be stitched.

The student named Xiao Qi nodded, put the suture pliers back into the instrument tray, and stood where Wu Huan was standing before.

"Since you are afraid of the smell, then you should experience it!"

Dai Zhengguo looked at Wu Huan with displeasure.

Wu Huan had nothing to say, so he could only bite the bullet and walk over to pick up the suture pliers.

With such close contact with the wound, a stench that was several times stronger than before hit his face.

Especially when the pus slowly flowed into the bottle along the medical hose, he even retched while watching it.

Time passed by, until the pus in the chest cavity of the model was almost completely drained, and Wu Huan began to suture.

From time to time, his fingers were stained with the viscous putrid tissue fluid.

He closed one eye in disgust, and squinted the other.

Performing stitches with an extremely disgusted expression.

"Can you open your eyes? Do you know that you have repeated stitches in the same place twice?"

Gu Yu on the side couldn't stand it anymore.

Wu Huan's stitching technique is not only not standardized, but also very careless.

If it were a real person, the patient might have to receive a few more injections.

"Don't you know a little more theory? What right do you have to tell me what to do? Dogs meddling with mice?"

Wu Huan was already full of resentment, but at this time, Gu Yu's reminder was directly aroused, and he turned his head back to Gu Yu without saying a word.

He was still waving around with suture pliers in his hand.

"Bastard! Get out of here!"

Being teased by Wu Huan, before Gu Yu could get angry, Dai Zhengguo was the first to get angry.

He stepped forward, snatched the suture pliers from Wu Huan's hand, and pushed him aside to stand there.

Gu Yu was the teaching assistant he hired with great difficulty.

What qualifications does Wu Huan have to scold Gu Yu?
Isn't this a proper slap in the face?
"Mr. Dai, am I wrong? Why is he qualified to guide me? Is it an unnecessary title of attending?"

"Take it out for us to see!? It's really not good, show me a hand?"

Wu Huan was pulled aside, still unconvinced.

The students on the side stopped him one after another and asked him to say a few words less.

But Wu Huan couldn't listen at all.

"Shut up! Don't you even believe what I say?"

Dai Zhengguo was so angry that he was about to have a heart attack.

Why is this Wu Huan so ignorant?
Can Gu Yu's identity be easily revealed?Besides, Gu Yu's identity was personally certified by him. Is it necessary for him to lie to Wu Huan?
He has taught more than ten graduate students, and this is the first time he has met someone as ignorant as Wu Huan!
"Xiao Yu, don't take his words too seriously! This kid is just an arrogant man. I will definitely educate him after this class is over!"

When Dai Zhengguo saw Gu Yu standing aside without speaking, he thought Gu Yu was holding his breath, so he quickly comforted him.

However, Gu Yu was not angry.

He glanced at Wu Huan like an idiot, and then took the suture pliers from Dai Zhengguo.

"Mr. Dai, what he said still makes sense. I have to show some real skills to convince everyone."

"then you?"

Dai Zhengguo looked at the suture pliers in Gu Yu's hand suspiciously, as if he understood something.

"Then show everyone the technology?"

Gu Yu smiled slightly, then leaned back on the operating table.

"Stitch Ripper."

Gu Yu stretched out his hand towards Qin Wanwan, Qin Wanwan was stunned for a moment before realizing it, and quickly found the stitch removal scissors from the instrument tray and handed it to Gu Yu.

She looked at Gu Yu curiously, not because she questioned Gu Yu's medical skills, but because she was simply curious when she saw Gu Yu's actual operation for the first time.

Because she already knew how powerful Gu Yu was.

Otherwise, Mr. Dai would not have valued him so much.

Gu Yu held the scissors, and countless professional knowledge poured into his brain like flowing water.

At this moment, he felt that he was a real doctor.

The model in front of him is no longer a model, but a real patient.

He stretched out his hand and skillfully dismantled the sutures that Wu Huan had sewed up at will. The wound was stretched open and exposed to his eyes again.

"Sterilizing cotton balls!"

"Huo Xiaoyi, take the aspirator and make sure that there is no residual liquid in the patient's wound when I am stitching."

"Qin Wanwan, be ready to hand me the hemostat at any time."

"And the students over there, the disinfectant cotton balls are not enough, please replenish them in time!"

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(End of this chapter)