Zhao Wenhua was thinking about this technique when he was applying pressure and stopping the bleeding. Arteriovenous catheterization, angiography, embolization, this kind of surgery...
What an animal, you dare to do this kind of surgery.
But the operation process was wonderful, very exciting, and I wanted to call it wonderful. Zhao Wenhua recalled the entire operation process as if he was drinking nectar.
This surgery has a unique idea and is different from other surgeries, but the required operating techniques are indeed very simple.
You can do it yourself!
Zhao Wenhua quickly realized this.
But at a certain moment, he suddenly thought of his original intention. I judged for myself that it was Boss Zheng's medical team who "framed" me and came up with so many reasons and excuses.
Looking at it now, they just wanted to have surgery, but as for himself... Boss Zheng didn't pay any attention to it.
This is his own patient. If he were someone else's patient, he would not exist at all in Boss Zheng's eyes.
Thinking about it, Zhao Wenhua was a little crazy. Was he being ignored
"Old Zhao, it has been almost 20 minutes of compression. Are you going to do it all night? Do you want to find a set of bedding for you?" the head nurse came in and said half-jokingly and half-sarcastically.
Well, I was so absorbed in thinking that I forgot about the time pressure.
It only takes a few minutes to apply pressure, and with a hemostatic plate, it is no problem to stop the bleeding without applying pressure.
I actually forgot the time.
Zhao Wenhua felt that it was not up to standard, so he lowered his head and started to carry the patient onto the flat car, all the way back to the ward.
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Zheng Ren sent Mr. Gu away, but Fang Lin was reluctant to leave and wanted to ask more details about pulmonary isolation.
There was still time, but it was not very convenient now, so he could only accompany Mr. Gu back.
"Boss, is this surgery very simple?" Su Yundao said.
"Definitely, there is nothing else except double contrast imaging." Zheng Ren said with a smile: "Fortunately, Xiao Feng has a large enough blood vessel sealing device, otherwise I would have used a spring coil for sealing."
"Xiao Feng, you did a great job!" Su Yun turned around and praised Feng Xuhui.
This guy rarely says nice things, but he is an exception to Feng Xuhui.
"Qin Tang invites you to dinner tonight, and you two will go with him," Su Yundao said.
"Okay." Feng Xuhui was not polite. He was so familiar, so there was nothing to be polite about. He nodded with a smile and agreed.
"What does Qin Tang want to do?" Zheng Ren asked.
"I don't know, it's mysterious." Su Yun said: "Whatever, it's a serious matter to eat and drink first."
With that said, several people walked into the ward.
The nurse came over angrily and said to Chang Yue: "Dr. Chang, I can't control it. You should take a look."
Zheng Ren frowned slightly, what's going on
"What's going on?" Su Yun pulled Chang Yue and asked directly.
"Remember the patient who had the surgery this morning, the one in his thirties who was seriously ill," Chang Yue said helplessly.
"Remember, was there something wrong with the surgery? Or was there too much going on at home?" Su Yun asked.
"None of them." Chang Yue said: "When he came back after the operation, he said he wanted to play some kind of qualifying match, and he played there with his mobile phone. His movements in playing games were very large, and the intravenous needle came out twice, which made it very noisy. The bed was covered in blood.”
"Let me go take a look, you go about your business." Su Yundao said, taking the cotton swab left by the nurse from Chang Yue's hand.
Zheng Ren was relieved that this was not a big deal.
It's just that in his thirties, it's rare for him to be so obsessed with playing games.
Generally, those who are obsessed with virtual worlds are young people in their 20s. When you are in your thirties, have a family and start a career, you can still play games as a pastime. But I just had the surgery and I’m still so obsessed with it…
Moreover, as he gets older, his hand speed has already dropped from his peak. Even in ranked games, he can't beat those kids.
But it's just a game, it's harmless to humans and animals, Zheng Ren thinks it's good.
Thinking of this, Zheng Ren suddenly realized whether he had hepatic encephalopathy after surgery
The thought of hepatic encephalopathy made him cautious.
Hundreds of TIPS surgeries have been performed, and no patient with postoperative hepatic encephalopathy has been encountered. But if you walk too much at night, sooner or later you will encounter ghosts.
He followed Su Yun to the ward.
The patient was on the bed near the door, holding his mobile phone in a weird posture and playing with it excitedly.
His chin was pressed on his left forearm, and because of the angle, his vision was not good. But the patient just looked at the mobile phone screen with this narrow field of vision and refused to stop for a second.
The position of oppression was no longer the place to remove the needle, and blood seeped out, staining his face, body, and bed red.
Zheng Ren took a quick look when he entered the room and was relieved to see that there was no diagnosis of hepatic encephalopathy on the system panel.
"What are you playing for, Li Liguo?" Liu Zewei asked seriously when he entered the room, looking like the kind of old doctor he usually sees.
But the patient didn't speak at all and just played by himself.
Liu Zewei was speechless and regarded the doctor as if he were nothing. Such people are really rare.
Zheng Ren thought of the woman he met in Haicheng. The child was playing games and she didn't care about her at all. She just doted on the child.
Being indifferent to your parents is something you see a lot, but being so indifferent to yourself and focusing on playing games is a bit too much.
It’s all after TIPS surgery, can you tell the truth
After a few seconds, it seemed that the game was over. The man raised his head and wanted to throw the phone away bitterly. But at the last moment, he stopped his movements, made a fist with his right hand, and smashed it on the bed.
Because his chin moved away from his left arm, coupled with his excited behavior, the blood flowed faster, and a string of blood beads splashed out.
Zheng Ren stepped forward, grabbed the patient's arm, and stretched out his hand. Su Yun handed two cotton swabs into his hand.
The cotton swab presses the eye of the intravenous needle for infusion to stop the bleeding.
"Where are your family members?" Zheng Ren asked.
"Oh, it's gone again. The signal here is too poor." The patient said distressedly. But after the game ended, he saw Zheng Ren and others coming to his eyes, and then he realized what was going on.
"Li Liguo, where are your family members?" Zheng Ren asked again.
"Family members?" Li Liguo was a little confused. He looked around and saw no one was there, and then he said confusedly: "I don't know."
"I went shopping. This young man has been playing and didn't notice it." said an old man on the bed next to him.
"You are too attentive," Zheng Ren said.
"Idle time is idle." Li Liguo smiled sheepishly, "Doctor, you don't know how boring it is to be in the hospital."
Zheng Ren also admitted this, but it was not good to play with a room full of blood.
He rejected Liu Zewei's extended hand, pressed a cotton swab on the patient's vein, and chatted with him for a few words.
After a few minutes, I took the cotton swab away and the bleeding had stopped.
"Don't play like this again," Zheng Ren said. "Look at your face. It's all bloody. When your family comes back, wash it off. It's so scary."
Li Liguo waved his hand, feeling tired of it.
He should wait for Zheng Ren to leave and start another round immediately.