"Remember, I ate half of his Abai goat that day, which made him feel very distressed. He was a stingy guy." Su Yun said.
"Do you still remember this?" Zheng Ren said with a smile, "It will be good if you eat my Abai goat. I don't know when I can eat it next time."
"It won't work now. After spring, the sheep haven't even fattened up. The last time they ate it, it was just like that." Su Yun said, "It really has to wait until winter, when the north wind blows, to enjoy the food."
Why did the topic change to eating
Zheng Rendao: "It's the mother of one of Zhang Weiyu's friends. Director Wei went to Zhang Weiyu and told him to solve the problem as soon as possible. Whatever can be done, it will probably be over in ten minutes."
"I'll go take a look too." Su Yun said anxiously.
For him, who has a background in cardiothoracic surgery, encountering a pulmonary valve tumor is a big deal.
"Don't go, you can't persuade me about this." Zheng Ren said, "It depends on what the family wants."
As they spoke, the two walked out of the custody room and into the dressing corridor outside.
Professor Rudolf Wagner is changing his clothes.
"Fugui, why are you so slow?" Su Yun said.
"Brother Yun, aren't you learning Chinese?" said the professor. "People who came later heard that the teaching was in Chinese, and they all wanted to learn some Chinese."
"It's too late."
"It's okay. Some of them plan to study for a few more months and come back later." Professor Rudolf Wagner said with a smile.
Su Yun sighed. He just wanted to show off, but he didn't expect that it would have a certain impact on the project.
"I studied it carefully and found that Chinese is really profound and profound." The professor said excitedly, waving his hands.
"Um?"
"When reading the throat, tongue, lips, and teeth, it feels like they are all pronounced with the relevant human tissue. For example, the throat..." Professor Rudolf Wagner began to show off his gains.
"Try the anus." Su Yun was not very interested and retorted.
"..." Professor Rudolf Wagner was speechless.
"Don't make trouble, go to the office and wait."
"Boss, I still want to explain the condition to the patient's family."
"Forget it, let's go together." Zheng Ren said, "I'm also worried that Director Wei won't understand the cardiac surgery operation."
The three of them came out and saw Zhang Weiyu and a man in his forties in the confession room outside.
He is not tall, somewhat thin, with heavy eyebrows and a red mole between his eyebrows.
Although this man named Jing Fangtian encountered big troubles, he was calm and concealed his worries very well.
After saying hello, Director Wei said: "Boss Zheng, please explain to Jing Fangtian, I really don't understand things outside the heart."
Zheng Ren nodded.
"Looking at the movie, I have another thought. Although your mother's illness is pulmonary embolism, the cause is a tumor of the pulmonary valve." Zheng Ren said straight to the point, took a piece of paper next to him and began to draw a heart shape on it. .
Jing Fangtian didn't speak either, but listened silently.
Zheng Ren talked from extracorporeal circulation to the lower filter, and then how to perform surgery, including incision of the pericardium, heparinization, and exploration of the main pulmonary artery. If there is an emboli, remove the emboli, and if not, remove the tumor.
Because Su Yun was aside, Zheng Ren didn't dare to directly say for sure that it was a pulmonary valve tumor.
There is still the possibility of embolism.
Jing Fangtian looked at the anatomy diagram without blinking. The level of this sketch alone was very high.
Su Yun is more interested in Zheng Ren's sketches.
The anatomy is so familiar! How many physique teachers are these freaks? Su Yun sighed in his heart.
Valve surgeries in cardiothoracic surgery are mainly performed on the mitral valve, tricuspid valve, and aortic valve. The pulmonary valve rarely has problems and the risks of surgery are higher.
But Zheng Ren hadn't performed the operation yet. He just drew a sketch of the local anatomy and explained the operation process to Jing Fangtian. Su Yun concluded that the operation would be successful.
Being so proficient in local anatomy... How many gross anatomy teachers did Zheng Ren dissect when he was in school
Or is it that he pried open a storage room full of physical education teachers in the middle of the night and squatted there for several months
Finally found out by the school and expelled from school? Well, that's possible too.
Su Yun began to think about messy things in his mind.
Even though the explanation was not particularly detailed, Zheng Ren still spent a full 10 minutes.
"Boss Zheng, please tell me the truth. Is there any possibility of the operation being successful?" Jing Fangtian asked in a deep voice after seeing Zheng Ren finish speaking.
Zheng Ren hesitated slightly.
"Boss Zheng, we are all our own people. Brother Zhang and I have been friends for many years." Jing Fangtian said frankly: "You don't have to hide it from me, just tell the truth. My mother is also a doctor, in the circulatory department."
Oh, it's one of our own.
"Although I am not a doctor, I have gained some understanding of the condition in the past few days. I have consulted friends from my hometown and professors from top-level hospitals here. If there is a problem with the pulmonary valve, it may be difficult to save the person."
"Yes." Zheng Ren said, "It's very difficult, and the hope is extremely low."
Jing Fangtian lowered his head, remained silent for a while, and said, "But there is hope after all."
Zheng Ren knew that it was now time for the patient's family to fight between heaven and man. How to choose, only in his mind.
Jing Fangtian was not advised, even though Zheng Ren spent a full 44 days in the system operating room for surgical training.
If you don’t want to do the surgery, it won’t be done. It’s better not to mislead the patient’s family members in their judgment at this time.
Lin Ge sat aside, thinking about something that he seemed to have forgotten. He had been frowning in thought.
The atmosphere in the entire confession room was somewhat depressing.
"Boss Zheng, I believe you." Jing Fangtian said: "Then do it, it's still a hopeless thing."
Finally, Jing Fangtian made up his mind.
"If you have financial difficulties, you can have live surgery. In terms of cost, there is a medical..."
"Boss Zheng, my mother signed an organ donation agreement." Jing Fangtian forced a smile. But the smile was miserable, uglier than crying, "To be honest, I don't like it, but for my mother's wish, I can live broadcast. Forget about the money."
As he spoke, he stood up and stretched out his hands.
Zheng Ren stood up solemnly and held hands with him.
"Boss Zheng, please!" Jing Fangtian is thin but has strong hands.
Like his heavy heart.
Zheng Ren nodded and said nothing.
Everything he said at this time was false, and he was not completely sure. But in this world, there is no one else but myself who can practice pulmonary valve surgery for more than 1,000 hours.
I paid a huge price for this surgery.
Zheng Ren was a little relieved that Jing Fangtian could agree.
After all, there is still a glimmer of hope.
"Su Yun, prepare for the operation. Let Lao He come down and the doctors in the intensive care unit send the patient up," Zheng Ren said.
"Okay, it's a hybrid operating room. Do you have to wear a lead coat?"
"Um."
"Then we can only call Zhao Yunlong." Su Yun picked up the phone and started to make a call.