Loosen the ferrule, withdraw the large-end catheter, and tighten the distal end of the pacing lead with the ferrule. Cut off the proximal exposed section of the right ventricular pacing lead and disinfect it with iodophor. Clean the stump with saline. Pull down the ferrule into the vascular sheath and pull it out from the femoral vein together with the vascular sheath.
"Okay." Zheng Ren said.
"The patient wakes up in 2 minutes." Lao He said with a smile.
He began to pack up the row of needles in front of him. These preparations were useless, but they were necessary.
Zheng Ren turned around and stepped off the stage, "Sent to ICU for two days of observation after surgery."
"Boss, do you need to be so cautious? I'm afraid the patient will be impatient while lying in the ICU. If he is more urgent, he can go home tonight." Su Yun said.
"It's better to be cautious, although there will be no complications." Zheng Ren looked at the operation completion rate of 110% given on the system panel, but still persisted.
"You see, the boss has obsessive-compulsive disorder. Do you know a better psychotherapist in the United States? Introduce him to one." Su Yun turned to Lin Yuan beside him and said.
Lin Yuan knew what was going on and didn't respond. Brother Yun could criticize Boss Zheng, but he couldn't. Even if he was in Tumor in the Imperial Capital at this moment, even if his old man was standing outside.
"Let's take a look." Zheng Ren picked up the stump of the wire he took out, looked at it, then looked at Yiren and asked: "Yiren, are you tired after standing for three hours?"
"I'm not tired." Xie Yiren squinted his eyes and said, "Have you had dinner tonight? Whatever you want to eat, I'll make it at home."
"Let's just go out and have a quick bite." Zheng Ren said, "Don't do it at home, it's too much trouble. What time is it already? If you finish cleaning up, it will delay your sleep."
"Emm, let me think about what to eat." Xie Yiren smiled sweetly. Zheng Ren vaguely felt that his energy level had skyrocketed, and the fatigue caused by the surgery was gone.
"Then I'll be busy first." After saying that, Zheng Ren walked out of the operating room holding the stump of the wire.
To Zheng Ren's surprise, the operation room was in a mess. Director Pang stood in front of the operation table, and the front and back of the isolation suit were all wet.
Zheng Ren wondered why he was not so tired even after the operation, but he was in a state of near-death while watching the operation below
"What's going on?" Zheng Ren asked strangely.
"I bent over and looked at the screen for too long, and I got flashed." Dean Lin said helplessly.
“…”
Zheng Ren looked at Director Pang speechlessly, really not knowing what to say. However, looking at his system panel, it seemed that there was nothing fatal. Zheng Ren shook his head slightly.
"This is the electrode tip and wire left in the heart. Dean Lin, take a look at it and explain it to the patient's family later." Zheng Ren padded the electrode tip left in the heart with sterile gauze and handed it to Dean Lin. .
"Boss Zheng, are Mr. Chang okay?" Dean Lin asked.
"It's okay. The operation went well. I went to the ICU for observation for two days and then went home directly." Zheng Ren said, "However, the observation must be done for 48 hours to prevent small emboli from blocking the cardiovascular and cerebrovascular vessels."
"Yeah." Dean Lin nodded repeatedly, feeling happy.
"Dean Lin, are you busy?" A voice came from the door.
Dean Lin's hand holding the electrode head froze slightly and looked back.
A burly figure appeared at the door of the operation room. Sure enough, it was him. Dean Lin was stunned for a moment, thinking about lightning in his mind, and began to wonder what happened and why Secretary Yun was here.
However, the suspicion in his heart did not delay Dean Lin's smile. He immediately walked over and said with a smile: "Secretary Yun, are you here to see Chang Lao too?"
"Chang Lao? Chang Lao from the Academy of Sciences? What's wrong with him?" Secretary Yun was startled for a moment and asked immediately.
"Well... the lead of the pacemaker was broken, so I bothered Director Liang and Director Pang. Finally... I also called in Boss Zheng, and the problem was solved." Dean Lin explained.
As he spoke, Dean Lin raised the electrode head in his hand, feeling a little proud. Even if he didn't perform the surgery, and even if the boss Zheng who did the surgery was not from their hospital, it was still difficult to contain the proud mood.
"The pacemaker given to me by Director Liang three years ago was too old and the quality of the device at that time was mediocre. It broke in the heart." Dean Lin said with a smile, trying to ease the rigidity in Secretary Yun's body. The pressure brought by the strong breath.
Seeing the blood-stained electrode tip, Secretary Yun's expression changed twice, and then his expression gradually softened.
Although I didn’t know the size of the operation, the fact that they couldn’t get it done even after inviting two big guys from the Department of Circulation Medicine in Imperial City was enough to explain the problem.
"Boss Zheng, thank you for your hard work." Secretary Yun looked around the operating room and immediately saw Zheng Ren who was wearing a surgical gown and had not even had time to take off the lead jacket underneath. He stretched out his hand and said in a deep voice.
There was no enthusiasm in the words, but they were not cold either.
"Hello, Secretary Yun." Zheng Ren took off his sterile gloves, wiped off the sweat stains on the sterile clothes, and shook hands with Secretary Yun.
"I received a real-name reporting call saying that the equipment dealer followed him into the operating room." Secretary Yun's voice turned cold and he said seriously: "Boss Zheng, you were a little careless in what you did."
Zheng Ren frowned and glanced at Feng Xuhui, who was packing supplies in a large trolley case next to him.
"Supplies dealer?"
Secretary Yun looked at Feng Xuhui unhappily, feeling a little uncomfortable. People are here, does Boss Zheng still want to deny it
"I think you misunderstood." Zheng Ren took off the sterile gloves on his other hand and then took off the mask, with a simple smile on his face. "They are members of my medical team, not the consumables supplier."
"No?!" Secretary Yun was really angry this time. This little boss Zheng is really tough-talking!
"That's right, Secretary Yun." Zheng Ren had nothing to worry about. He had already anticipated the situation before him. Following Xiao Feng into the operating room was a hidden danger. Su Yun had mentioned it a long time ago.
Zheng Ren originally thought that someone would make a fuss about it before he won the Nobel Prize, but everything was calm, but something happened at this time.
But he was prepared, so he wasn't worried.
"I just choose some consumables that I use easily, so as not to delay the treatment of patients due to inconsistent consumables during emergency rescue or certain complex surgeries."
Zheng Ren explained softly and put a big hat on Secretary Yun's head. Secretary Yun's eyebrows were furrowed tightly and turned into a big knot.
"Boss Zheng, Secretary Yun, sit down and say, it's just a misunderstanding." Dean Lin stood up to smooth things over.
"Dean Lin, please listen to Boss Zheng's explanation first." Secretary Yun said, "Now for the real-name report, we need to respond as soon as possible."
"The so-called consumables dealers aim to make profits." Zheng Ren said with a smile: "But this box contains dozens of kinds of consumables from more than a dozen manufacturers. I am accustomed to using them, so I am afraid of delaying the rescue."
"For example, today, the 6F large-head ablation catheter is from Biosensor International, the snare is from Modu Shape Memory Alloy Materials Co., Ltd., the J-shaped tube... Xiao Feng, which company is it from?"
"Mr. Zheng, you are used to using Lanke's J-type, which has good elasticity in the front." Feng Xuhui replied.
"Yes, it is like that."