"Later, Boss Zheng discovered that a ceramic fragment was left in the hip joint during the surgery 3 years ago. As the patient walked, it scratched the replaced femoral head, causing cobalt metal poisoning. He has already performed a hip replacement surgery on the patient. success."
"With Massachusetts... the surgery 3 years ago was performed by Massachusetts General Hospital?" Hua Liang's thoughts flashed, he stopped talking, stopped talking, and found the truth of the matter.
"Yes, so Massachusetts General Hospital sent a letter requesting Boss Zheng to become a tenured professor at Massachusetts General Hospital."
When Ye Qingqiu said this, he didn't even think it was true.
It has only been a month since I received two invitation letters from internationally renowned hospitals. Visiting professor at Mayo and tenured professor at Massachusetts.
Boss Zheng's progress was a little too big, and he could no longer keep up.
It seems that I can no longer keep up.
Hua Liang did not question it, but savored the meaning.
Hua Liang, a visiting professor at Mayo, knew about it. There is no need to verify what Dean Yan said personally at the dean's office meeting.
But a tenured professor at Massachusetts General Hospital...
The gap between visiting professors and tenured professors was so huge that it was difficult to describe it in words. Hua Liang found it difficult to accept this as a fact and kept silent.
"Qingqiu, I'm going to the community hospital for a consultation. You can keep an eye on Director Yan's surgery. If there are all kinds of things here, don't delay." Vice President Yuan made Director Hua happy and started Explain things.
Ye Qingqiu nodded.
"Comrades from the health care team are here, let's hold a meeting to make decisions and see who has a good idea." Vice President Yuan continued: "By the way, Boss Zheng, come down, don't let him go, join the health care team first Meeting."
"Okay." Ye Qingqiu stood at attention and answered neatly.
"Dean Hua, I'm going to do some work, I'll trouble you here." Vice-dean Yuan said.
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At 18′23″, in the emergency operating room, Zheng Ren had already removed two fresh emboli.
Two of Dean Yan's three coronary arteries were blocked, but he still feels nothing. If he was delayed for a while longer, it would be time to pay his respects by the time he got to the community hospital.
"Boss, do you want to use the stent?" Su Yun asked after the thrombectomy was completed and the imaging was good.
"Dean Yan, do you want to get a stent?" Zheng Ren asked.
"No more." Dean Yan felt much better, and the heartbreaking pain disappeared.
Every time a section of thrombus was removed, Su Yun would put it on gauze and show it to him.
The black and red blood clots were dazzling against the gauze. This is a fatal thing. You should be careful at ordinary times, but unexpectedly, something big will happen at the critical moment.
"Dean." Su Yun said with a smile, "Domestic stents, even if you support domestic products, we will be able to say no when we talk to patients in the future. Look at the Changfeng stent that our dean uses, it is very good!"
Dean Yan couldn't laugh or cry.
He knew that Su Yun was telling a joke to calm himself down.
But this joke is really not funny. After all, hundreds of students are still waiting to be transferred to the emergency department.
At this time, I was lying on the hospital bed, feeling like a deserter.
"Dr. Su, how is the emergency department?" Dean Yan asked.
"Dean, please don't act like a minor injury prevents you from getting out of the firing line." Su Yun continued to chatter, "Our 912 dares to fight tough battles and can win them. It's the same whether you are here or not."
"If the stent is not removed, the operation will be over." Zheng Ren said, "Have you notified the special needs ward?"
"By the time you tell me, the cucumbers and vegetables are already cold." Su Yun said scornfully.
"Send to the special needs ward." Zheng Ren pulled out the guide wire and catheter.
Dean Yan’s thrombectomy surgery was announced to be over.
"Boss Zheng, the hospital has informed you to go to the agency conference room for consultation." The nurse received the notice and told Zheng Ren.
"Do you know how to do it from the health care team?" Zheng Ren asked.
"right!"
Zheng Ren glanced at Su Yun, who curled his lips.
"Is Director Zhang of the Circulation Department here?" Zheng Ren shouted.
Just as he was talking, Director Zhang from the Circulation Department changed his clothes and hurried in.
"Director Zhang, you came just in time. Dean Yan has left it to you." Zheng Ren said politely.
"Is the operation completed?" Director Zhang asked in surprise.
"Yes." Zheng Ren nodded, "Surgery records, please take a look at the operation process in the machine, I'll trouble you. I have something to do, so I probably don't have time to write it down."
Director Zhang had already heard about this and knew that the health care team had to make collective decisions. She was just surprised that Boss Zheng performed the surgery so quickly.
"Both the anterior descending and left rotation are blocked, and the thrombus is on the stage. Please take a look at it. Go back and take medicine... As long as it's normal, the dean didn't agree to remove the stent." Zheng Ren explained casually, "Then I'm leaving."
"Dean, let's go first." Zheng Ren then told Dean Yan.
"Go." Dean Yan said solemnly.
He was silent for a few seconds. When he saw Zheng Ren and Su Yun tearing off their sterile clothes and turning around to go out, Dean Yan suddenly said: "Zheng Ren, Su Yun, thank you."
Zheng Ren turned around, his eyes slightly bent. But without saying anything more, he turned around and left with Su Yun.
"Dean, you are... so dangerous..." Director Zhang of the Circulation Department looked at the two large blood clots and said with lingering fear.
"I didn't even know what happened. I was about to go to the community hospital, but Dr. Zheng took me to the emergency room to do an electrocardiogram." Dean Yan was in a daze when he recalled what had just happened.
He was yelled at by a young doctor under his command, and he even wanted to beat himself up.
Dean Yan could feel that if he struggled again, he would really get beaten.
"How did you find out?" Director Zhang surrounded Dean Yan and completed the aftermath work left by Zheng Ren and Su Yun.
"I don't know. I didn't feel any pain in my chest or back at that time. I just felt some discomfort in my teeth. I thought it was because I was annoyed by the students from Imperial Medical University." Dean Yan sighed.
"..." Director Zhang was silent.
Indeed, the early symptoms of myocardial infarction may not occur in the precordial area, and occasionally toothache may appear, which is particularly easy to be misdiagnosed or missed.
What a mess it was, Boss Zheng didn't even miss this little detail. Their surgical skills are high, and their diagnostic skills are... even higher! And he is as careful as his hair. This person is not simple.
"Have a good rest. When I came here, I saw the 120 ambulance transporting students to the community hospital." Director Zhang comforted Dean Yan.
"I can't do it even if I want to." Dean Yan sighed, "That's why Boss Zheng found out early, otherwise you would have to rescue me in an hour. In a day, you would have to hold a memorial service for me. .”
Although Director Zhang was a little unconvinced, he knew that what Dean Yan said was true. Early detection, early diagnosis, and early treatment are the most critical.
If he had waited until after a major attack, these two blood clots would be blocked in the blood vessels, and the heart would be ischemic in a large area, and the person would probably be dead.
Dean Yan said thank you just now. It would be great if he could say this to himself.