Zheng Ren quickly inserted the aortic stent.
The airtight lead door opened, and Chu yanran held the tracheal tube while Su Yun and President Wang positioned the patient.
The patient was in a reclining position, and Su Yun took a pillow to prop up the left side of his body.
"Boss, is one enough?" Su Yun took a look and felt that it was about right, so she asked again.
The assistant felt that it would be better for the patient to make the final decision on the position. However, under normal circumstances, it was a fixed pattern, and there was no need to ask.
This patient's situation was special. It would not hurt for Su Yun to be more cautious if she asked a few more questions.
"Yes, no problem." Zheng Ren nodded and turned around to wash his hands.
"Don't take off your gloves next time. You don't have to wash your hands. " Su Yun said as she adjusted the patient's position.
