"Director, come and take a look, the appendix can't be found." Feng Jianguo gave up struggling and sighed.
I really can’t find it. Let the director come up and take a look. If it doesn’t work, then it’s really...
wrong! Boss Zheng is here too!
Such an idea suddenly appeared in Feng Jianguo's mind.
But it's best if Director Wei can solve this kind of matter. Don't go to Boss Zheng to solve it.
I can’t even survive appendicitis, and I feel so embarrassed just thinking about it.
"Have you checked them all?" Director Wei frowned and asked cautiously.
"Yes." Feng Jianguo and the other leading professor nodded together.
Director Wei didn't want to undergo this kind of surgery.
This is not a question of technical level. Even if you do it yourself, there is a high probability that you will not be able to find the appendix.
But I am the director, and all bad things will happen to me in the end.
This is the responsibility and obligation of the chief director.
There was no other way, so Director Wei forced himself to take the stage.
The operating room was quiet, and the background music was turned off early. At this time, the magicians were all in a bad temper. It would be an unreasonable disaster if the music was blamed.
Not only music, but also things like driving or making jokes.
No one was driving, and even the voices were kept low.
It is also common for the surgeon to start throwing instruments on the operating table for fear of making the surgeon unhappy.
The incision was covered with white gauze. The two leading professors gave up their last struggle and simply waited for Director Wei to come on stage.
Quan Xiaocao stood aside, waiting for Director Wei to come out and put on sterile clothes, and rushed up to tie the belt for the director at any time.
Although this is a small detail, it can still leave a good impression on Director Wei.
As for the surgery... Quan Xiaocao was already stunned.
The patient's appendix seemed to have been lost out of thin air and could not be found at all.
Director Wei had a gloomy face, brushed his hands, disinfected, put on sterile clothes, and came to the surgeon's position.
Opening the white warm saline gauze, he saw at a glance that the incision had been extended to nearly 10cm.
The initial appendix incision extended upward and turned into a straight opening with a small hook, which looked particularly "ugly".
Every time you encounter such an ugly incision, it means that the operation will not go smoothly.
What a headache. Director Wei took a deep breath, stretched out his hand, asked the equipment nurse for a large forceps, and started looking for the "disappeared" appendix again.
2'12 seconds later, Director Wei's heart sank.
Sure enough, it was not Feng Jianguo's mistake. The appendix was not in the familiar position.
The contralateral appendix, high appendix, and retroperitoneal appendix were not found by simple exploration.
There is no other way, just start searching your intestines bit by bit. I really don’t believe it, I can’t find this little guy.
Because he was too focused and nervous, and his sympathetic nerves were highly excited, Director Wei felt a little cold in his armpits.
It was sweating, he knew it.
The incubation period from stimulation to sweating in mental sweating is very short, only a few seconds to 20 seconds.
Nervous emotions constantly stimulate the sympathetic nerves, and nerve impulses are transmitted from the cerebral cortex to the eccrine glands in the palms, armpits, and forehead and face.
The increase in the concentration of norepinephrine causes the secretion and excretion activity of the eccrine glands to rapidly increase in a short period of time, which results in psychogenic sweating.
First, the apocrine glands in the armpits begin to secrete sweat, and soon the other eccrine sweat glands will begin to secrete sweat.
At 6′23″, Director Wei turned around and asked the circulating nurse to tie the white sterile gauze on.
Be prepared for a rainy day. If you really can't find the appendix, but sweat drips in the surgical area, you will never be a good person again.
However, no matter how many hormones the sympathetic nerves induced the body to secrete due to the tension, which allowed Director Wei to concentrate his attention, make his hands more stable, and bring his skills to the peak, it was all in vain.
After 23′45″, Director Wei started to sweat.
Acetylcholine CAMP begins to enhance the energy of nerve cells, but it has no effect, and sweating continues to increase.
The intestines have almost been stroked, from the cecum upward to the duodenum. Down, almost to the rectum, it was as if the appendix did not exist at all.
"Is the preoperative diagnosis clear?!" Director Wei said in a deep voice.
"It's clear." Another professor who led the team said with a guilty conscience: "Metastatic pain starts with upper abdominal pain, then periumbilical pain, and is finally fixed in the right lower abdomen. Physical examination revealed tenderness and reflexes in the appendix area of the right lower abdomen. Throbbing pain, no muscle tension. Blood test... "
He began to report his illness.
Very simple, clear medical history.
From the physical examination, symptoms, and clinical examination, except for the absence of B-ultrasound of the right lower quadrant, all evidence points directly to acute simple appendicitis.
What a deal! Director Wei cursed in his mind and continued to rub his intestines.
The duodenum, where I encountered a case of appendicitis when I was young, was discovered here.
Hope it works this time too.
2′12″ later, Director Wei was disappointed again.
I searched the entire intestines and found nothing.
Even the rarest retroperitoneal appendix does not exist.
Director Wei felt desperate. Even the retroperitoneal appendix had ruptured and perforated due to severe swelling leading to appendiceal obstruction.
Although the operation is extremely troublesome, it is better than not being able to find the appendix at all.
He turned his head, and the anesthesiologist immediately came up to wipe his sweat.
After all, the treatment of a senior director is different from that of a professor who leads a group.
Director Wei turned his head back and stared blankly at the surgical area without moving any further.
He was recalling the cases he had experienced over the years.
The most complex and troublesome is the retroperitoneal appendix, also called the extraperitoneal appendix. It has never happened before that such a detailed search failed to find the appendix at all.
Is he going to capsize in this little ditch
A lifetime of fame was ruined by appendicitis.
Could it be an intracavitary appendix? Director Wei suddenly remembered such a term.
He found the ileocecal part, gently squeezed the intestines with his hands, and searched for 6-8cm upwards and downwards.
Still nothing.
"Director, why don't you ask Boss Zheng to slap you?" Feng Jianguo suggested in a low voice.
"I've gone through the intestines, there's definitely no appendix. I'll ask Boss Zheng to take a look, will it help?" Director Wei glared at Feng Jianguo.
“…”
Feng Jianguo didn't dare to speak.
The voice of communication was very low, and the patient knew that something big had happened while lying on the operating table. His upper limbs were shaking with fear, and his upper and lower teeth kept colliding with each other, making loud banging sounds.
Because he couldn't see anything through the sterile drape, he could only vaguely hear the sounds on the other side.
When the operating table fell silent, the patient pretended to be brave and asked softly: "Director, I won't die."
"..." Director Wei really wanted to cry.
But because he was sweating too much and his body fluids were obviously insufficient, he couldn't even cry at this moment.
The body distributes fluids to its most important organ, the tear duct? It doesn't matter at all, okay.
Director Wei did not answer the patient's words. He was silent for a few seconds, sighed and said, "Call Boss Zheng."