In circulatory interventional surgery, because drugs need to be injected at any time and rescue is required, equipment nurses have to come in to follow the procedure.
This is completely different from vascular intervention and interventional treatment of benign and malignant tumors.
The consumables for this interventional surgery cannot be used from Changfeng. Because almost all of them are specially made consumables, Changfeng’s technology is not up to standard.
After acquiring Biosensor International, Changfeng MicroPort's absorption, digestion and transformation of technology into productivity will not be completed in a short time.
Dr. Mehar's assistant put the consumables on the operating table. She did not go out, but stayed in the operating room wearing a lead gown.
After she brushed and disinfected her hands, she began to disinfect Dr. Mehar's right hand, put on a special sterile gown that only covered the right arm, and put on a glove for the doctor.
"Boss, I disinfected." Su Yun said.
Zheng Ren nodded, and according to his usual habit, he stood in front of the film reader and carefully reviewed the film of Dr. Mehar's last coronary angiography.
Although it had only been a few months since the last surgery, the three coronary blood vessels were already filled with large and small blood clots.
Surgery must be done, otherwise the three coronary arteries will be blocked again soon. If you want to do grinding again, it won't be that easy.
Dr. Mehar's left arm was positioned, fixed, and disinfected. Su Yun saw him lying on the operating table with a monitor above his head, which was synchronized with the monitor opposite him and Zheng Ren.
What a weird device, Su Yun sighed inwardly.
If you are an ordinary patient, you will see it if you see it, and there is no problem at all. But Dr. Mehar is a doctor. When the stent is removed and the catheter begins to separate the stent from the coronary vessel wall, many years of clinical experience will subconsciously remind the doctor that the coronary arteries will spasm.
If it is an ordinary patient who cannot see or understand, there may not be any problems. But from Dr. Mehar's perspective, Su Yun felt that the blood vessels would inevitably spasm and cause symptoms of myocardial ischemia.
In a medical class, students will all have various spontaneous symptoms, let alone fatal blood vessels like coronary arteries.
It's a headache. Su Yun sighed.
He glanced at it and saw that all kinds of rescue medicines were fully prepared, and he was thinking about how to prevent it.
Once your boss gets cold feet, you have to stand up for him. This surgery must not cause any accidents.
"Boss, it's begun." Su Yun said.
Zheng Ren turned around and came to the operating table. The airtight lead door slowly closed. Zheng Ren looked at Dr. Mehar and said in Swedish with the accent of his hometown: "Doctor, the operation is about to begin."
"I can't wait." Dr. Mehar said with a smile: "Young man, I have a big heart, don't worry."
Big heart, indeed big heart.
It's just that the big heart they talked about are two different concepts.
Zheng Ren was doing the puncture and arterial sheath placement step by step very steadily. Su Yun stood aside. The eyes went from Dr. Mehar's expression to the screen to the rescue medication.
Countless data appeared in Su Yun's mind, and after rigorous judgment and analysis, effective information was summarized.
He was a little nervous and his condition had been adjusted to the best. The whole figure is like a cheetah hunting prey, ready to go.
"Doctor, you hold the guide wire and I cross my left and right hands to operate it. You can feel the subtle movements." Zheng Ren said lightly: "This guide wire is said to be equipped with detectable equipment, but the operation is the same as that of an ordinary guide wire. There is no difference between silk and silk, it’s really good.”
"Zheng, I think I can be a hand for you. As for the guidewire, the first generation was developed more than ten years ago, and this is already the fifth generation product. Unfortunately, I have never found anyone who can capture the turbulence. ” laughed Dr. Mehar.
Zheng Ren nodded. The guide wire was very useful. He had felt this in the system operating room.
As for which generation it is, it has nothing to do with Zheng Ren.
"Zheng, there seems to be something wrong with the way you insert the guidewire." Dr. Mehar said.
From the very beginning of the operation, he began to communicate continuously and tried to take charge of the operation.
This is a habit of practitioners who have been practicing for many years. They only have eyes for themselves. In other words, if you are full of confidence, others are wrong.
Zheng Ren had a headache for a long time in the system operating room.
"I don't think so." Zheng Ren did not go to see Dr. Mehar, but stared at the screen in front of him and said, "If my assistant raised objections on the operating table or made any flaws in the operation, I would definitely Will kick him out, or..."
"Zheng, I insist." Dr. Mehar said stubbornly.
"Are you resisting the beating?" Zheng Ren asked.
"..." Dr. Mehar was startled for a moment, then smiled.
Su Yun was speechless. This guy was still going to hit Dr. Mehar with a hemostatic forceps? This is incredible.
Doctoral status is special.
Special not only refers to his status as a Nobel Prize reviewer, but also to the fact that he is a patient and also serves as an assistant.
There is no problem in using hemostatic forceps to hit the assistant.
But hitting the patient... Su Yun has never encountered this kind of thing.
Who dares to hit a patient on the operating table? !
Isn't this a joke
Su Yun had never thought of it before, because this kind of thing was not in a doctor's normal understanding.
Now he suddenly realized that there was such an unstable factor.
In the operating room, Director Zhang Lin and the head nurse could not understand Swedish, and they showed no expressions. When Dr. Mehar's assistant heard Zheng Ren say this in Swedish with the accent of Dr. Mehar's hometown, his face suddenly changed.
This is simply a provocation!
"Zheng, I've seen your teaching surgery. Don't worry, I won't give you a chance to tap on my radial styloid process." Dr. Mehar took the end of the guide wire with his right hand, coiled it skillfully in his hand, and smoothly With Zheng Ren's strength, he began to push inward.
Dr. Mehar looked relaxed, but he was a little nervous inside.
It was not that he was worried about the risks of surgery, but that after nearly twenty years, he once again held the guide wire and was infinitely close to the mountain that had always been insurmountable.
The guide wire moved, trembling slightly and regularly, very gently and gently. But Dr. Mehar could feel the difference between the guidewire in his hand and the movement of the guidewire in his memory.
It is not because the guide wire is too thin that it trembles, but because the surgeon's fingers and wrists make almost invisible movements. Dr. Mehar looked up at the image. The dense blood flow in his veins was layered in his eyes.
Laminar flows intertwine with each other, resulting in unpredictable collisions and turbulent flow.
right here! Dr. Mehar walked forward with the guide wire, and suddenly noticed a weak change in force on the guide wire at a certain position.
But this change only lasted a moment. As the angles of Zheng Ren's fingers and wrists changed, the intensity of the blood turbulence was reduced to the invisible.
It's just perfect! Dr. Mehar exclaimed in his heart!
Before the operation, he had not thought that this young doctor could do this!