At this moment, a voice came from the intercom.
"Xiao Feng, if you want a balloon stent or a small balloon, look for a small one, with a diameter of 1.4mm. A bare metal stent will do. Do you need anything else, boss?"
"No more." Zheng Ren only said two words.
Standing in the corner, Feng Xuhui limped, holding a pile of consumables, his waist slightly bent, and walked to the traveling nurse.
He skillfully took out a few consumables and handed them to the traveling nurse.
During the whole process, without saying a word, Feng Xuhui "flashed" into the corner again.
Zheng Ren then implanted the balloon stent along the femoral vein into the patient's severe pulmonary vein stenosis.
The patient's pulmonary veins were close to occlusive lesions. Zheng Ren used a small balloon with a diameter of about 1.40mm to pre-dilate the pulmonary veins very carefully.
He did this step very slowly. If the previous surgery was dizzyingly fast, then this step was excruciatingly slow.
The two styles switched instantly. Although it was abrupt, the people watching the surgery did not feel anything wrong.
After a full five minutes, Zheng Ren opened a gap in the blocked pulmonary vein.
The bare metal stent is inserted after balloon expansion and is slowly opened.
During angiography, the image of the left pulmonary vein that had been disappearing reappeared.
Zheng Ren turned around and stepped down.
"After surgery, a combination of warfarin, clopidogrel and aspirin are used for antiplatelet and anticoagulation therapy. The treatment time is maintained for more than half a year, and the international normalized ratio is adjusted to 1.6-2.6."
Professor Wu immediately wrote down what Zheng Ren said.
These were all conventional treatments, and there were no unexpected "magic" treatments, but he still recalled them carefully.
After confirming that it was correct, Professor Wu asked: "Boss Zheng, are you sure it's not lung cancer?"
"Well, it's definitely caused by pulmonary vein occlusion." Zheng Ren said, "The patient will recover quickly after the operation."
"As a gift..."
"You don't need to send me to a serious patient, it's nothing too special. Just go back to the department and continue to correct the anemia." Zheng Ren said: "If you are worried, slow down the drip speed and do not exceed 40 drops an hour. Please explain this to the nurse. "
After saying that, Zheng Ren walked out of the operation room and saw Su Yun with his legs crossed and a mouse in his right hand doing postoperative silhouettes.
"Old Li, it's okay." Zhou Chunyong stood beside the patient's head and whispered to the patient.
"Lao Zhou, who performed the surgery on me?" The patient didn't feel anything, and the surgery was completed. When he heard the conversation in the operating room, he had the "illusion" that he was out of danger.
"That's the Boss Zheng I always tell you. Look, you didn't tell me earlier when something happened, and you suffered so much." Zhou Chunyong complained.
After finishing speaking, Zhou Chunyong looked at Professor Jiang and said with a smile: "Xiao Jiang, the operation took 12 minutes. What did you learn?"
Professor Jiang kept mumbling with a grimace.
The operation should be done quickly when it should be fast, and slowly when it should be slow, with appropriate movement and stillness.
He knew all the steps, and although he had only done it a few times, Boss Zheng did not use any otherworldly method to perform the surgery.
But it happened to be the simplest surgical method. Step by step, it made a huge difference in the entire surgical process.
Simple, clean and neat.
Professor Jiang didn't hear Zhou Chunyong's ridicule. While doing the final work, he recalled the operation process in his mind.
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"Boss, don't be in a hurry to change your clothes while I'm here on Monday." Su Yun's hand gently clicked on the mouse, and a clicking sound came out.
It sounds very slow, but every step of making the silhouette is extremely accurate.
"Well, type out a copy of the film and give it to Director Zhou." Zheng Ren said.
"Dr. Zheng..."
"Who are you, calling Dr. Zheng Dr. Zheng when you know how to order something?" Su Yun didn't even look back, and his contemptuous tone almost overturned the operating table.
"Uh..." Lin Yuan was angry for a while!
This is a habit in the United States. It is the dream of many people to be called Doctor Zheng.
Doctor can’t even do it, why do we have to call him boss
However, after the baptism of an operation, Lin Yuan saw the way.
The surgery performed by this doctor Zheng was better than that of his mentor...even better than all the people at Harvard Medical School who could perform interventional surgeries!
It's not because it's fast, it's because from the very beginning of guidewire implantation to the end, the whole process is a geometric order of magnitude higher than others.
"Call it whatever you want, it's okay." Zheng Ren was fine and said casually while watching Feng Xuhui pack his things.
"Boss Zheng, can you tell me how you judge pulmonary vein stenosis?" Lin Yuan asked respectfully.
"The pulmonary veins play a very important role in the triggering process of atrial fibrillation. Most paroxysmal atrial fibrillations originate from the pulmonary veins. Therefore, understanding the connection between the pulmonary veins and the left atrium is crucial before radiofrequency ablation of atrial fibrillation." Zheng Rencong Feng Xuhui took out some consumables from his large trolley case and looked at them carefully.
When he talked to Lin Yuan, he just talked casually, seemingly without thinking.
"Xiao Feng, I'll make a list for you when you get back." Zheng Ren said, "There are still a few things missing. You can fiddle with them."
"good."
"What's in Liu Xiaojie's trolley case?"
"Mr. Zheng, her trolley case is full of spare ordinary consumables. I'm worried about a large-scale rescue. Every ordinary consumable is prepared for ten people and placed there."
"That's almost it." Zheng Ren smiled and then shouted, "Director Zhou!"
Zhou Chunyong said something to Lao Li and immediately ran out.
"Boss Zheng, what are your orders?"
"Don't be so polite. I just used the consumables. Please say hello to this person." Zheng Ren said, "For details about temporary procurement or something, please contact Manager Feng. Do you have his contact information?"
"Don't worry, Boss Zheng." Zhou Chunyong said, "Don't worry about such trivial matters as purchasing. I'll just contact Manager Xiao Feng."
Zheng Ren nodded and handed the supplies in his hand to Feng Xuhui.
Lin Yuan stood aside, silently in a daze.
Has this Boss Zheng completely ignored him? Why did he stop talking even though he was halfway talking about pulmonary vein stenosis
He is a proud son of heaven. He has been a top academic figure since he was a child. Even if he went to Harvard Medical School, he would not be at a disadvantage in the slightest.
She was even engaged in bioengineering research and was specially recruited to the clinical department after she participated in an operation by chance.
Lin Yuan, who had never been ignored by anyone, really didn't believe that he was ignored by this little boss Zheng.
She felt that her outlook on life had been subverted, and she watched silently as the patient was sent away, and as the consumables dealer closed the large trolley case, and limped away with Boss Zheng and the sarcastic guy.
He was really ignored, without even a word of small talk. Lin Yuan finally discovered that this was a fact.
Not only was there no conversation, but even the most basic courtesy and polite greeting was absent. In Dr. Zheng's eyes, he does not exist at all.
She was thinking about the surgery and the way Boss Zheng stood in front of the reader, tapping the film with his fingers. It wasn't until the traveling nurse finished packing her things and told her to leave that she sighed and went to change clothes in silence.