"Boss Zheng, what is Batistu surgery?" Zhao Wenhua took advantage of the interval when everyone was silent and asked bravely.
Boss Zheng doesn't seem to have any hobbies, so it's quite difficult to follow his liking. Zhao Wenhua is still testing, but so far he has not found any good entry point. Asking about surgery seems like a good idea.
"A surgical procedure for resection of hyperplastic left ventricular myocardium in patients with advanced dilated cardiomyopathy." Zheng Rendao, "The mortality rate is relatively high, and the global implementation is not good."
"The mortality rate is high? How high?" Zhao Wenhua was stunned.
"Old Zhao, are you causing trouble on purpose?" Su Yun said unhappily. He disliked Zhao Wenhua for interrupting the discussion of surgery, and his words were full of boredom.
Lin Yuan stood aside without saying a word.
Not only does Boss Zheng want to perform the Battista surgery, which is the most common surgical procedure in Brazil, but he also uses interventional surgery to get started? !
She couldn't express her surprise in words.
"The mortality rate is about 20%." Zheng Rendao, "This is the data from Brazil. The United States is a little higher, but there are fewer cases. The mortality rate in the United Kingdom is similar to that in the United States, and the operation is still quite difficult."
"..." Zhao Wenhua's heart swelled after hearing the 20% mortality rate data.
Boss Zheng is playing with fire!
I am still young, and I did well in TIPS surgery, so I started to think about creating new surgeries when I had nothing to do. The reason why new techniques are new means difficulty and unpredictable dangers.
What on earth was he thinking? Wouldn't it be good to complete the Nobel Prize-winning technique properly? If it were Zhao Wenhua himself, he would never think about changing if he stayed with TIPS surgery for the rest of his life.
"There are many problems. Although the surgical method is fine, the material science is a big problem!" Su Yun said with rare caution.
"You can ask Lan Ke for materials." Zheng Ren said.
In the system operating room, Zheng Ren saw the materials and needles used to anchor the points. If he wants to thread a needle and thread inside the heart, DSA guidance is not a problem for Zheng Ren. The main thing is that the thread passed through must be able to withstand the tension caused by cardiac contraction and diastole, as well as anticoagulation issues.
This is different from interventional surgery for left ventricular aneurysm.
It is important that the thread cannot break, and secondly, it must not form thrombosis. Breakthroughs in materials science made this kind of surgery possible.
"Dong dong dong." There was a knock on the door.
The man who was sitting on the curb crying last night held the film in his hand and stood timidly at the door.
When he saw the familiar faces of Zheng Ren and Su Yun, he felt slightly reassured.
This is 912. Someone who can wander around the doctor's office in the ward wearing white clothes must not be a liar... right
"Here we come." Su Yun frowned and looked at the patient's family members, the relaxation and joking of last night completely gone from his words.
Uh... The patient's family members were stunned for a moment. This serious tone of speech was completely different from last night.
What's going on here? He bent down and looked at Su Yun secretly.
"Bring the film and I'll take a look at it." Su Yun stretched out his hand.
This was different from what they imagined. The patient's family members handed over the film in a daze.
Why were the two kind young doctors so serious last night
Taking out the chest X-ray, Su Yun inserted the film into the reader.
The sound of "pop" sounded like Su Yun's determination.
I'll go... After Zhao Wenhua saw the film, he immediately understood what Boss Zheng and Su Yun were arguing about just now.
Under normal circumstances, the cardiothoracic ratio on a chest X-ray should be about 1:2. The chest X-ray in front of me shows that the heart is extremely dilated, not to mention 1:2, almost reaching the level of 1:1.
This means that the lower half of the left chest is almost completely occupied by the heart.
Can this kind of heart also perform interventional surgery? Boss Zheng is going to heaven.
From Zhao Wenhua's point of view, not to mention interventional surgery, even surgery cannot be performed. For patients with this kind of cardiomyopathy, just tell them to go home.
In Zhao Wenhua's mind, there was no treatment for such a serious disease.
"Here, you told me that we need interventional surgery for this kind of heart?" Su Yun tapped the film on the reader with his fingers, making a loud banging sound.
"Yes. Open the chest and look at the left ventricle." Zheng Ren also stood in front of the reader and said seriously: "I put a tube under the jugular vein, entered the heart through the superior vena cava, and placed a tube on the right ventricle close to the ventricle. Insert needles at intervals. Penetrate the heart and I will do the inner anchor point; you use the outer anchor point to fix it and tie the knot."
It sounds easy to say, but if you actually do it, it will be extremely difficult to achieve.
"I know the operation process, but there are no consumables." Su Yundao said, "Shall I call Xiao Feng and ask?"
"He probably doesn't have it. Just ask. If not, hurry up and contact Lanke."
Su Yun started to call with hesitation.
Sure enough, Feng Xuhui didn't have any spares of this high-end consumables.
Smith, president of Lanke's Asia-Pacific region, said that the company is currently conducting research on consumables in this area, and will need to consult the headquarters for details. The words were vague and no clear answer was given.
Zhao Wenhua listened quietly, without saying a word of nonsense.
Lanke, Zhao Wenhua knew what kind of existence that was. Although I can be arrogant when facing Lanke salesmen, the highest level of contact is the manager of Lanke Imperial District.
Even the domestic general manager Zhao Wenhua is out of reach, let alone the president of the Pan-East Asia region.
On the other hand, Boss Zheng didn't even bother to make a phone call. Su Yun, his assistant, was in contact throughout the whole process. Moreover, the general manager of the Imperial Capital region and the general manager of the domestic region were not even in sight. A phone call directly reached the president of the Pan-East Asia region.
Compared with others, the gap is really big, Zhao Wenhua thought to himself.
The patient's family members stood at the door of the office, at a loss. He didn't know what was going on, and he didn't communicate with him. Everything was completely different from what he imagined.
Information about the patient was passed between several people, no one exchanged anything, and the atmosphere in the office was a bit depressing.
"Boss Zheng? What are you doing?" Director Kong was going to have lunch. When he passed by the doctor's office, he glanced at it and saw something was wrong here, so he asked.
"Director, I'm waiting for Lanke's reply." Zheng Ren stared at the film on the reader and said in a deep voice.
"Huh? What's wrong?"
Director Kong walked in confidently, looked up and saw the bright chest X-ray.
Uh... late-stage dilated cardiomyopathy, what is Boss Zheng studying
"Boss Zheng, are there any problems with the circulatory medicine treatment?" Director Kong asked.
His first idea was to use internal medicine, such as cardiotonic, diuretic, antiasthmatic and other symptomatic treatments.
But after speaking, Director Kong immediately realized that Boss Zheng seemed to have said that he was waiting for Lan Ke's letter.
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Lanke!