Feng Jianguo stood in the position of the surgeon and carefully looked at at least 20 intestinal sutures in the patient's abdominal cavity like a robe.
Is this okay? He looked fascinated.
This is not a standard technique, and it does not even exist in any medical scientific conjecture.
The area between the anastomoses was already faintly colored with blood.
The presence of blood supply means that postoperative recovery will be much better, and the possibility of anastomotic leakage becomes very small.
But how to write the operation record after cutting the intestines like this...
"Xiaocao, please watch the operation process." Feng Jianguo thought for a moment and tapped the retractor Quan Xiaocao was holding with the big forceps in his hand.
"Uh... I... saw it." Quan Xiaocao seemed to have realized that a nightmare was coming towards him.
"Okay then, you go back and write down the operation record." After Feng Jianguo finished speaking, he immediately began to suture the peritoneum without giving Quan Xiaocao a chance to refuse.
Let young people do the work. It is estimated that the operation took 6 hours, and writing the operation records took at least 10 hours.
This doesn’t count. After you finish writing, you still have to revise it again and again. Just this surgical record is equivalent to the writing workload of ten... no, twenty surgical patients.
"Brother Feng, let's get off first." Su Yun went to wash his face at the hand washing basin. When he came back, he wiped his face randomly with a sterile towel and said, "Take your medicine as normal. Let's take a look tomorrow."
"This afternoon." Zheng Ren glanced at the bright sky outside the window.
"Are you still going home?"
"If you don't want to go back, just have a cigarette and go to sleep." Zheng Ren said.
"Boss Zheng, I have something to tell you." Lin Ge said with a smile.
"Is something wrong?"
"It's a small thing. Isn't this nothing? Let me report to you. When you came back from isolation in the community hospital two days ago, do you still remember the patient who underwent interventional embolization surgery for liver cancer at the Hepatobiliary Surgery Department?"
Zheng Ren stood up, greeted Feng Jianguo, turned and walked out of the operating room, Lin Ge followed Zheng Ren with a smile.
"Remember, I went for a check-up after the operation and found that the condition was good. According to the original plan, the CT scan should be reviewed tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and then..."
As he spoke, Zheng Ren frowned, "When I went to see him, the patient had nausea and vomited three times. The family seemed to have some objections to this, and I explained it in detail. Is this the case?"
Su Yun followed up and said, "Director Lin, has the patient complained?"
"That's right, let's go to the locker room and talk." Lin Ge said, "I'm afraid Boss Zheng won't be able to do the second stage of surgery."
When he came to the locker room, Zheng Ren thought back to the patient and saw that the operation went without any problems.
Even if it is submitted as a case report to the magazine "Radiological Science", with all the imaging data, there is an 80% probability of passing it.
With a perfect level of surgery and tumor removal after surgery, the patient's survival rate for more than 5 years can reach about 60%.
I have been busy with various things these days. The liver and gallbladder patient seemed fine after the operation and the side effects were relatively mild, so I didn’t pay any more attention to it.
Something happened? What does he want to complain about? Zheng Ren was silent in his heart.
"Director Lin." Su Yun took out the cigarette case, flicked his wrist, and a cigarette jumped out.
Lighting a cigarette and opening the window, Ringer said with a smile: "The patient had nausea and vomiting after the operation. I asked Director Kong and Professor Yang from the Department of Hepatobiliary Surgery, and they both said it was a normal postoperative reaction, and it was not serious. kind."
"Director Lin, we all know about the condition. What happened? Why don't I have any confidence at all?" Zheng Ren frowned.
"This is a small matter. After discussion, the medical office decided not to notify you yet." Ringer said with a smile: "You are too busy there, and it is already May. There are still more than 100 days before the Nobel Prize review will begin. There must be some doubts in the hospital." I want to protect you.”
“…”
Zheng Ren was speechless.
Coming to 912, it was a smooth journey, which is reasonable. But nothing happens at all, this is too fantasy.
So Zheng Ren was mentally prepared for this, but he didn't expect that Lin Ge would say it out without even realizing it.
Seeing Zheng Ren's silence, Lin Ge told the truth.
On the second postoperative day, the patient developed nausea, vomiting and fever. When Zheng Ren and Su Yun visited the postoperative patient, he was in better condition and the patient himself was quite satisfied with the treatment.
But what happened that night, not even the people in the medical office knew, but the attitude of the patient and his family members took a sharp turn.
In the early morning of the third day after surgery, when Professor Yang was doing his rounds, the patient said that he had vomited more than 10 times yesterday and now had no strength at all.
When I asked the patient's family about the situation, they said that he had vomited more than 20 times and asked why this happened.
At that time, Professor Yang felt something was wrong and reported the incident to the medical office while continuing to observe the condition.
On the fourth postoperative day, the patient reported that her symptoms continued to worsen. If you listen to his own words, at least there is an ion disorder. As for other complications, I don’t know how many there are.
However, various emergency check reports indicated that the patient was in stable condition and had a fever with a maximum temperature of 38.2 degrees Celsius.
Fever is due to the necrosis of tumor tissue and the normal absorption of heat by the body, which is the most normal manifestation. Moreover, it is a regular flaccid fever, not the kind of continuous fever caused by concurrent infection.
The patient was lying on the bed, complaining of dizziness and being unable to get off the ground.
But according to the night shift doctors and patients in the same ward, he was in good spirits at night and wandered around the hospital for a long time.
Judging from his rich clinical experience, this is a patient who will have disputes, and Professor Yang attaches great importance to it.
After all, when it comes to Boss Zheng, his interventional surgery was performed perfectly, but Professor Yang couldn't explain why he had problems managing patients.
Continue to report the situation to the medical office. Professor Yang is also ruthless. He arranged for a trainee and asked for an extra bed to follow the patient 24 hours a day.
All fake tricks will be exposed by this 24-hour monitoring.
Whether it’s nausea, vomiting times, or general weakness.
Within a day, the patient felt that he could no longer perform, and he complained bitterly to the hospital and doctors together with his family members that they did not believe them.
Professor Yang just said coldly that specialized doctors would follow him 24 hours a day. In 912, department-level cadres did not receive such treatment.
And all this is to better study the condition so that patients can recover as soon as possible.
As a result, the training doctor discovered that the patient's nausea and vomiting were probably fake, and at least he had only seen the vomitus once.
It was said to be vomit, but it was only food that was not chewed carefully enough, but no gastric juice.
In other words, the patient is pretending to vomit. The training doctor recorded the incident and took photos to send to Professor Yang.
During this period, the doctor took the temperature himself and tried to eliminate any possible fraud.