Dean Yan led the team, followed by Vice President Yuan who was in charge of clinical work, and the group came to the operating room.
No one spoke, and the atmosphere was so depressing that one wanted to vomit blood.
He changed his clothes silently and came to the operating room. The thoracic surgery operation was coming to an end, and the general surgeon had finished suturing the skin, and he was about to step down.
Dean Yan asked with a straight face: "Why is the operation so fast?"
"Dean, Boss Zheng came in first for rescue. When we came up, the liver and spleen were removed," Professor Yang reported.
"You guys arrived so late?" Dean Yan said angrily, "Next time I go to the department and ask you to do the surgery, okay?"
Professor Yang paused for a moment, cut off the last suture, turned around, without even bothering to take off the sterile gown, and explained: "Dean, I ran over when I heard the message, and there was a delay. Less than ten minutes.”
Dean Yan glared at him, obviously not believing what Professor Yang said.
"Dean, that's it. I watched Boss Zheng perform deep venous puncture, and the flat car pushed the old man away and took a shortcut. By the time I came, the interventional surgery had been completed." Director Kong quickly smoothed things over.
It wouldn't be interesting if this was because of some misunderstanding that made people hate Zheng Ren.
"Intervention? Interventional surgery first?" Dean Yan was confused.
"Well, right femoral artery double guidewire, one..."
"Director, it's impossible." Zhao Wenhua also came to the operating room. When he heard Zheng Ren's name, he felt disgusted in his heart. When I heard Director Kong talking about double guide wires, I couldn't help but interrupt Director Kong.
Double guidewire? Even if the femoral artery is thick, no one can operate it with a double guidewire.
"Why is it impossible? The operation process is on the computer outside. You can see it yourself." Director Kong glanced at Zhao Wenhua and was very unhappy.
What is this place? The chief director of the clinical department who participated in the rescue reported the condition to the dean. What happened to you, the leading professor who came later
At this time, there is no role for the professor to speak. Unless he has undergone surgery like Professor Yang, he has the right to speak.
It seems like we need to find time to give Zhao Wenhua a good beating. He's been jumping up and down a bit fiercely recently.
"Continue." Dean Yan felt a little relieved when he saw that the chest had been closed during the thoracic surgery. The numbers on the monitor showed that at least Director Miao was still alive.
"Double guidewire operation was performed on the right femoral artery. One thick guidewire was inserted into the thoracic aorta and the thoracic aortic stent was removed. The other microguidewire was inserted into the liver and embolized the ruptured left hemi-liver." Director Kong said.
"When I came up, the spleen and left half of the liver had been removed. The right half of the liver and intestines had been repaired, and the operation went smoothly." Professor Yang added.
Vice President Yuan was observing the words and expressions on the side, and it was hard to believe what a few people said. But they are all masters of clinical practice, so it is unjustifiable to lie to others in this regard.
Besides, there are no video recordings of general surgery, but all interventional surgeries are stored on the computer. Normally, images from interventional surgeries can be stored for 3-6 months.
There is no way to deceive people.
"Director Ma, how are you doing there?" Vice President Yuan asked.
"A large number of traumatic wet lungs on both sides, intercostal artery bleeding, and pulmonary rupture were all stopped. It's just..."
"Just what?!"
"While exploring the mediastinum, we found a thoracic aortic dissection. It had reached the adventitia of the blood vessel and was just a hair away from rupture. Fortunately, Boss Zheng's stent was removed early, otherwise he might not have been able to remove it." Director Ma no longer had the original intention. Surprise, maybe deep surprise, but I just didn't show it.
Surgery is just a simple surgery, and Fang Lin usually does it. Throughout the entire operation, his main focus was on the thoracic aorta stent.
It's so awesome!
Without any auxiliary examination before the operation, it was determined on stage that there was a thoracic aortic dissection aneurysm or that it was about to rupture. This level of diagnosis is unbelievable.
But this was something he witnessed with his own eyes. Although he did not see the interventional surgery process, the more this happened, the more Director Ma couldn't believe it.
He was on the operating table when he learned the news.
I hurriedly performed a thoracoscopic lobe wedge resection, left other trivial matters to the bedside doctor, and rushed over with Fang Lin.
How ten minutes did it take from the time when I got the news to when I entered the surgery room? Absolutely not! Director Ma is still confident in his surgical skills.
It's just a wedge-shaped resection of a small lung nodule, and it's done in five minutes. But Boss Zheng's interventional surgery has been completed, and the general surgery is coming to an end.
The surgery was done so quickly. From Director Ma's perspective, there must have been some careless and unobserved things.
However, Professor Yang, who was very hesitant, came on stage and did nothing. He just flushed the abdominal cavity and then closed it.
This surgery is so awesome.
Observing words and expressions, the two deans immediately understood the entire operation process. The thoracoabdominal surgery has been completed, and the next step is to deal with open femoral shaft fractures and other things.
For treatment, this is just the beginning.
"Dean, there is a large area of retroperitoneal hematoma, and the interventional department needs embolization treatment." Professor Yang added.
"I'll call Boss Zheng." Director Kong finished speaking and took out his mobile phone.
"Old Kong, why don't you do it?" Dean Yan looked directly at Director Kong and asked.
"Dean, my level is much worse than Boss Zheng." Director Kong admitted directly without any embarrassment.
"Um?"
"You have also seen the statistics of earthquake relief. Boss Zheng performed 267 pelvic fracture interventional embolization surgeries in Pengxi Township Hospital for three days and three nights. After deducting some wasted time, the average is 15 minutes per surgery. If it were me. If you can do it, you’ll be lucky if you can finish it in one hour.”
Dean Yan and Vice Dean Yuan were silent.
Although they are not engaged in interventional surgery, they have some understanding of interventional surgery. Interventional embolization for severe pelvic fractures takes at least 2-3 hours to complete. Director Kong said that it only takes him one hour, which is already among the top levels in the country.
And Zheng Ren, that young doctor, could actually complete one in 15 minutes
When talking about this incident, the two people immediately recalled the speeches at the commendation meeting for earthquake relief. There are specific figures and deeds of Zheng Ren’s intervention at Pengxi Township Hospital, which are all worthy of commendation.
But no one expected to be interrupted by a sudden disaster.
The data are real and are statistics compiled by the frontline commander after he has some free time. The military is very rigorous in handling affairs, and neither dean has any doubt about this.
The numbers I saw before were just cold and boring numbers. Although this number is large, it does not feel too out of place among the numbers of other people doing debridement and suturing.
But at this moment, Director Kong said it alone...
"Let's go see the operation."