The operation is quite difficult, and compared with elephant trunk surgery, they are two completely different surgical methods.
The success rate is even lower than the elephant trunk surgery, which is known as the most difficult cardiothoracic surgery. As for heart transplantation... it's not difficult at all in comparison.
Zhao Yunlong wanted to perform the operation himself, which would take at least seven or eight hours.
On the premise of pairing up with Su Yun, the speed can be faster.
When he arrived at the ward, what caught Zheng Ren's eyes were the pale faces of the patients' family members.
It seemed that Director Lin had just been frightened.
But Director Lin was right. If he were not here, the patient would have a 100% chance of dying.
Zheng Ren did not communicate with the patient's family. Instead, he took out the stethoscope from Zhao Yunlong's pocket and auscultated the patient first.
The system panel was red, and there was nothing special about the diagnosis. It was all the diagnosis that Zheng Ren had already made.
The difficulty in diagnosing and treating this patient's disease lies in the surgery rather than the diagnosis. It is completely opposite to diseases such as cardiac channelopathies, which are difficult to diagnose.
Cranes can be heard in both lungs, mainly in the right lung.
The patient has not yet reached the state of toxic shock, but he is probably close to it.
After a brief physical examination, Zheng Ren said, "Is Xiao Feng here?"
"Here he comes. I'm afraid something might happen, so I asked him to come with me." Su Yun did everything right.
"Then come on stage."
"Mr. Zheng, are you confident about the operation?" Zhao Yunlong asked, slightly uneasy.
"Big." Zheng Ren said truthfully.
Zhao Yunlong was silent for a moment.
This... is so real. I just asked casually, shouldn't Boss Zheng be humble and say that the operation is difficult, just try it and see
"When the boss talks, just listen with your left ear and listen with the right ear." Su Yun patted Zhao Yunlong and said, "What surgery is not difficult?"
Zhao Yunlong thought about it, grinned, and directed the doctor on duty to take the patient up.
Zheng Renze went back to the department to get microsurgery glasses and went straight to the operating room.
"Boss, are you coming in?" Su Yun and Zheng Ren entered the dressing room of the operating room and asked directly.
Zheng Ren nodded.
He knew that Su Yun was talking about cardiothoracic surgery, not interventional surgery.
"Shall I do it?" Su Yun asked tentatively.
"No, it's too difficult." Zheng Ren said.
Su Yun was slightly dissatisfied, but his expression became more solemn.
My boss is a guy who should let go.
If it was a general surgery, including TIPS surgery, he would quickly stand in the position of assistant after the others matured, and would rather beat the surgeon with hemostatic forceps.
Today's surgery is probably really difficult.
"We need microsurgery." Su Yun asked, looking at the equipment Zheng Ren was carrying.
"I guess so." Zheng Ren said: "Looking at the film, the aortic adventitia has been almost eroded. You have to be extra careful if you want to peel off the abscess in a long section of the thoracic aorta. If you are careless, blood will enter the room."
"I remind Lao Zhao to bring supplies for large blood vessels, such as blocking forceps and artificial blood vessels." Su Yun just did it. Zheng Ren described it simply, and Ke already had a picture in his mind.
Bright red blood sprayed onto the roof and then fell like rain.
In the operating room, the surgeon, assistants, and nurses looked innocent, letting the blood rain down on their faces.
rescue? It has no meaning anymore. It's important to think about how to explain it to your family.
Zheng Ren didn't stop him.
In the system operating room, I failed nearly thirty times before gradually becoming proficient.
The operation was difficult, and even in the later stages, Zheng Ren was not 100% successful.
Once a problem occurs, blocking the aorta with vascular occlusion forceps and replacing it with an artificial blood vessel as soon as possible is also a plan that can be tried.
Although postoperative sepsis is a high probability, it is much better than doing nothing.
Entering the operating room, Xiao Yiren is busy.
First prepare the consumables for the interventional surgery, and then go to the cardiothoracic table.
This kind of surgery is rare, and the instrument kit alone only costs two.
Zhao Yunlong was moving the patient, and the old man on duty asked happily: "Mr. Zhao, will Boss Zheng follow me during the operation?"
"Yes." Zhao Yunlong first asked the patient to lie down, and after comforting him, he smoothed the closed drainage tube without any distortion.
The patient's right lung airway was eroded and was already in a pneumothorax.
Zhao Yunlong inserted the breast bottle as soon as it arrived. Otherwise, the patients would not be able to survive now.
Smoothing out the breast tube is also a small detail that is easily overlooked.
I thought it would be fine if I had closed chest drainage. But if the chest tube is discounted, the role of the chest bottle is completely lost.
At that time, the ventilator will blow air into it, and soon the patient will develop tension pneumothorax.
Zhao Yunlong looked five big and three thick, but when he went to the operating table, he was as careful as his hair.
"Xiao Zhao, who is in the second line class today?" Lao He said while inserting the film of the surgical patient into the reader.
"Professor Zhang." Zhao Yunlong said angrily.
"Huh? He is on duty? He actually agreed to the operation?" Lao He asked in surprise.
"No. Isn't it decided directly by Director Lin?" Zhao Yunlong said.
"Lao Zhang's publication of papers and lectures are okay, but surgery is more fashionable." Lao He chuckled. Director Lin supported Boss Zheng on behalf of the medical office. The meaning of this is huge.
Lao He asked: "How is Boss Zheng's level of cardiothoracic surgery?"
"I don't know, I've never seen him do anything too difficult." Zhao Yunlong said: "When he was in Nanchuan Town, after the ventilator and other equipment were shipped, he took a generator and went into the ruins to perform interventional surgery."
"I guess it's no different." Lao He was full of expectations.
"Who knows." Zhao Yunlong was a little uneasy.
Lao He started anesthesia and intubation.
After the endotracheal intubation was inserted, the sputum was sucked out, and all that was sucked out was black and yellow sputum.
Looking at the color of the phlegm, Lao He frowned.
"Mr. Zhao, why is the patient so serious?" Lao He asked.
"Well, this is a particularly serious one. The key is that the delay is too long. If it had been discovered earlier, the operation could have been performed with a mediastinoscope + esophagoscope." Zhao Yunlong sighed.
"Doctors in rural hospitals are quite unreliable, but you can't blame them." Lao He said, "Medical care is an elite job. If you expect local hospitals to be at the same level as you, how is that possible?"
"This is pretty good." The nurse who was preparing surgical instruments with Xie Yiren interrupted: "When I was in school, the school doctor was really unreliable. No matter what the disease was, they would prescribe penicillin. Later, antibiotics were strictly controlled and began to Open Banlangen.”
"What serious illness can a student have?"
"There are really not many people who are sick." The nurse said, "We didn't know that the school doctor was unreliable at first. A classmate lost weight by eating two apples a day. After eating for a week, he successfully lost 10 pounds. We went out to celebrate. "
"..." Lao He looked at the nurse, his eyes filled with the gleam of "Are you stupid?"