The second car then arrived, and Dean Lin saw his girl getting out of the car.
His eyelids were twitching wildly, and he felt that a little haze had begun to appear in his heart.
Everyone in the medical team, including the consumables dealer, looked at the two largest trolley cases that were half a person tall.
"Boss Zheng, this box is too big." Professor Zhong said next to him.
"The boss has obsessive-compulsive disorder." Su Yun said, "When he was in Pengxi Township, he ran out of ammunition and food, and he fell ill. There were not enough supplies around him, so he fell ill when he went out."
Pengxi Township was running out of ammunition and food. When they heard these two words, everyone was speechless.
Even if the people who were still criticizing Boss Zheng's ostentation wanted to refute, they couldn't even say a word.
Dean Lin walked all the way to the operating room without speaking to Lin Yuan. While changing clothes, Professor Zhong introduced the patient’s surgery status.
The patient's condition is not optimistic, that's for sure, Zheng Ren knows it.
"Dean Lin, our medical team will take over the operating room." Zheng Ren said after changing clothes and putting on a sterile cap.
It's exactly the same as the rumors,
overbearing!
Arrogant!
domineering!
No wonder there were so many rumors in the Imperial Medical Circle after sweeping the Affiliated Hospital of Imperial Medical University.
Although the rumors are not reliable, there is always some basis.
Now look, this is really the case.
Bring your own team, including assistants, equipment nurses, anesthetists, and even consumables dealers!
When you come, you have to take over everything in the operating room.
Is it really okay to be so arrogant
"Boss Zheng..." Dean Lin hesitated.
"Dean Lin, if atrial fibrillation occurs during the operation, who among you will be responsible?" Su Yun suddenly asked.
"I'm in charge." An anesthesiologist said standing at the door.
"Atrial fibrillation, what medicine are you giving?"
"Propafenone, 1mg/kg."
"What should I do if it doesn't work?"
"Give it again in 20 minutes and give Codalone intravenously."
This is a standard medication, and the anesthesiologist at Imperial Cancer Hospital is very disdainful.
you still need to ask? The young man is arrogant and domineering, but he still has limited resources, so he even tests himself with such a simple question.
"So, during the rescue, Lao He and I will cooperate, and you guys won't be needed." Su Yun blew a breath, his black hair floating in front of his forehead.
Before the black hair fell from his forehead, he put on a sterile cap. "Surgery will cause mechanical tricuspid regurgitation. Propafenone cannot be given. Amiodarone can be given directly. The dosage will also exceed the limit. This is a rescue operation." need."
There was silence in the locker room.
He's just an assistant to Boss Zheng, yet he's so arrogant!
Dean Lin looked at Su Yun up and down, and he was just like the legend, he was like a popular traffic star. But his words were extremely tough, leaving no room for maneuver.
Are you confident in your heart? No way, Professor Zhong thought to himself.
The PICC tube and the pulmonary artery are adhered together, and no one dares to pull hard. Once it ruptures, the patient has to report to the table.
It is usually rumored that 912 boss Zheng is very good, but now why does it feel a bit unreliable? Professor Zhong was a little panicked.
"Dean Lin, the operation is extremely difficult. Even I am not completely sure." Zheng Ren said, "Severe atrial fibrillation will definitely occur during the operation. If you are not careful, the patient may die on the operating table."
Dean Lin was speechless. After hearing what Zheng Ren said, his first thought was to give up.
"So I have to use my own people. In the operating room, during emergency rescue, there can only be one voice." Zheng Ren finished speaking firmly and looked at Dean Lin.
Lao He was dumbfounded.
Boss Zheng is usually a gentle person, why is he so tough this time? He could hear some danger in Boss Zheng's words.
After looking around, Lao He approached Su Yun and asked in a low voice: "Brother Yun, are you going to rescue me?"
"We two." Su Yun smiled, "We have to give the boss 5 minutes of operation time."
"Five minutes..." A smile appeared on Lao He's face.
"The guide wire needs to go out from the tricuspid valve and go into the pulmonary artery for severe atrial fibrillation. Both drugs and defibrillators are needed. I am not sure about it in 5 minutes." Su Yun explained in a rare and serious manner.
The smile on Lao He's face just appeared and immediately solidified.
Mechanical tricuspid regurgitation can also induce arrhythmia during guidewire operation.
Just imagine, a tube is inserted into the tricuspid valve and has to move back and forth. Every movement triggers electrophysiological reflexes in the heart.
What a deal!
How difficult is the operation
However, following Boss Zheng out to rescue the enemy, even if he knew that the south wall was in front of him, he would still hit it head-on, even if his head was badly bruised.
You've come, you can't show your timidity now.
"Many medications require more than the limit." Su Yundao said, "Anyway, just concentrate when the time comes. Don't be afraid."
"Yes." Lao He nodded cautiously.
"Boss Zheng, what should I do?" Lin Yuan volunteered.
"You? Stand outside and watch." Zheng Ren said.
Dean Lin felt much calmer and had a good impression of Boss Zheng. Lin Yuanxing's eyes widened and he glared at Zheng Ren with hatred.
Zheng Ren didn't seem to see her expression, turned around and walked out of the dressing room.
In the operating room, there are anesthesiologists and instrument nurses looking at the patients. The heart rate on ECG monitoring is very fast, 122 beats/min. The blood pressure is not high, only 80/40 mmHg.
This is a typical manifestation of pulmonary embolism.
If not for a ventilator, the patient's breathing rate would be extremely fast, reaching more than 20 times/min.
"Get ready," Zheng Ren said, "Dean Lin, the people from the medical office and the doctors in the ward will explain the condition to the patient's family."
Lin Ge stood aside and looked at Dean Lin's expression cautiously. When he saw Dean Lin nodding, he communicated quietly with the people from the Imperial Cancer Clinic.
They are all from the medical department. We often meet during medical work meetings. We are all familiar with each other and there is no barrier to communication.
After saying a few words, Ringer and the people from the medical office asked the director of the second oncology department to communicate with the patient's family during the operation.
Zheng Ren went to change his lead clothes.
There are too many people, no system equipment, and they are wearing the Imperial Tumor-style lead clothes.
Xie Yiren also came in to put on lead clothes, Zheng Ren felt a little heavy. After all, Zheng Ren didn't want Xie Yiren to come in and eat the thread whenever possible.
He saw that Xie Yiren was struggling to pick up the lead coat and put it on his body. After thinking about it, Zheng Ren picked up a lead scarf and lead hat and put it on Xie Yiren.
"Too many, Shen." Xie Yiren whispered.
"You have to wear it then. The operation won't take too long, but the protection must be in place." Zheng Ren said without refusal.
"Oh." Xie Yiren responded obediently and shook Zheng Ren's hand hard.
"Boss, do you have to show off dog food even if you are wearing a lead suit?" Su Yun said disdainfully.
"Hurry up and wash your hands." Zheng Ren said seriously.