The patient was moved to the hybrid operating room. After seeing the fluoroscopic images, Professor Yang's previous idea that he was lucky today disappeared.
In the image, the guide wire was entangled with the stent for some unknown reason. He even tied a flat knot, so damn...
What a hell! Professor Yang stared blankly at the image on the screen, his head slowly lowered, and hit the console table with a "bang".
That guide wire was like a conductive line, draining away all of Professor Yang's energy and energy, leaving nothing behind.
Not only was the guide wire wrapped around the stent, Professor Yang only gently pulled the guide wire two or three times, but the stent was already deformed.
It is very possible to forcefully remove it now... Thinking of those serious complications, Professor Yang's brain hurts terribly.
In his opinion, there was only one way to remove the stent, and there was no possibility of operation here.
"Professor Yang?" The anesthesiologist saw that Professor Yang's whole state was extremely wrong, and he called softly.
"Please give Boss Zheng a call." Professor Yang was not completely confused yet. Whether it was a surgical operation or an interventional operation, calling Boss Zheng over had only advantages and no disadvantages.
I was joking with the anesthesiologist just now, saying that if we encounter an uncontrollable situation, Boss Zheng will come to the rescue.
But he definitely didn't expect this day to come so quickly.
I had no choice but to resort to the last resort - summoning Boss Zheng.
"Oh, oh!" the anesthesiologist responded quickly, picked up the phone and asked: "Boss Zheng's phone number..."
"138..." Professor Yang reported a very familiar phone number. The anesthesiologist was very impressed by this. He couldn't even remember his wife's phone number, but Professor Yang could casually give out Boss Zheng's phone number.
How familiar this is, how caring it is! No wonder he just opened Wushuang without even thinking about it.
"Boss Zheng, I am the anesthesiologist Xiao Fang." The anesthesiologist said, "There is something wrong here, Professor Yang. Please come up and take a look."
"Yes, that's right, the operating room, the innermost hybrid room."
"Excuse me."
The anesthesiologist hung up the phone and dialed another number while comforting Professor Yang: "Professor Yang, Boss Zheng is at home and said he would be here soon. Don't worry, don't worry."
After countless rescues and rescues, Boss Zheng seems to have become a symbol of victory. Whenever he shows up, he never disappoints.
Professor Yang cheered up a little and asked, "Who are you calling?"
"Lao He," the anesthesiologist said, "Boss Zheng gave me special instructions."
"Lao He, hybrid operating room, Boss Zheng asked me to call you." What he said was very simple, even a little too simple.
But after he finished speaking, the phone on the other end had been hung up.
"It's okay, it's okay, Professor Yang." The anesthesiologist comforted him and said, "I'll go in and look at the patient. Boss Zheng will be here soon."
The airtight lead door opened and the anesthesiologist rushed in. Professor Yang was in such a miserable state. He was so high-spirited just now that he was about to end the operation, but something happened, and he fell from the clouds to the abyss in an instant.
What a special thing!
"Professor Yang, what's wrong with you?" Lao He hurried over and asked while taking out a USB flash drive from the jacket pocket of his isolation suit.
"When performing endoscopic ultrasound-guided drainage of pancreatic pseudocyst, the guide wire and stent were twisted and twisted." Professor Yang said helplessly.
Lao He glanced at the image, patted Professor Yang on the shoulder, then inserted the USB flash drive and clicked on the song.
The background music of good luck began to echo in the operating room.
The singing is a bit earthy, but very festive. This festive energy was intertwined with Professor Yang's inner tangle, and he was slightly in a trance.
Is it really okay to play this song if something went wrong during the operation? There doesn't seem to be anything wrong with it, I should just be lacking a little bit of good luck. If you are really lucky, why not just open Wushuang
"Brother Yang, are you practicing Tietou Kung Fu?" Su Yun's voice came from behind, and the sound was slightly muffled through the three-layer mask.
"Well… "
"Go ahead, you're awesome!" Su Yun glanced at the image and said in surprise: "How did the guide wire get entangled with the stent? It's so strong, you can't even do it on purpose!"
"Brother Yang, is this the endoscopic ultrasound-guided pancreatic pseudocyst drainage you just performed?" Zheng Ren asked in a deep voice.
"Yeah." Professor Yang stood up, not knowing what to say.
"It's okay." Zheng Ren hugged his shoulders and supported his chin, looking at the video and said: "It is rare for the guidewire to become entangled with the stent, but it does not happen. There is a team sponsored by Lanco at Mayo who wants to find out the relationship, but So far, no relevant reports have been released.”
"..." Professor Yang was startled for a moment. Is there anyone else studying this thing
"Boss, what should I do?" Su Yun made a few jokes, which made Professor Yang feel strangely better after being hit. Then he became serious, looked at the image and asked: "Should we perform interventional removal or direct laparoscopic surgery. "
"Well, let's try taking it out first." Zheng Ren paused for a few seconds, as if thinking about the problem, and then said calmly, "Just put in a stent and that's it."
"Boss Zheng, can you take it out?"
"No problem." Zheng Ren smiled slightly, patted Professor Yang's shoulder and said, "You didn't pull the guide wire too hard. You were very cautious. It's great."
Uh... is this a compliment to yourself? Professor Yang was a little confused.
After the operation, I was praised, just because I didn't cause more trouble? Alas, Boss Zheng is so kind.
"Are you coming?" Zheng Ren asked.
"Just go up, Gao." Su Yun turned around and asked Gao Shaojie.
Gao Shaojie smiled but said nothing. Whoever undergoes the surgery can be ordered by Boss Zheng, so there is no need for him to say anything.
"It's better for me to do it." Zheng Ren said, "Brother Yang, don't worry, it only takes a few minutes."
After saying that, Zheng Ren went to wash his hands.
Professor Yang was startled for a moment. When he heard Boss Zheng's affirmation that the problem could be solved in a few minutes, and the good-luck singing voice that stimulated the eardrums anytime and anywhere, he fell into a trance.
"Brother Yang, don't worry." Su Yun said with a smile: "You are not involved. You may be flustered when you see it. It's okay, the boss is on stage, it only takes a few minutes."
"Xiao Su, are you kidding me?" Professor Yang asked in a low voice. He tried to make his voice calmer and try not to tremble.
"Are you kidding me about such a trivial matter? Isn't it just that the stent is deformed and stuck in the cyst wall? It's okay." Su Yun asked with a smile, "Xiao Feng, Brother Yang is using a 24mm dual-chamber metal stent. , seems to be from Lanke, do you have it?"
"Yes." Feng Xuhui opened the trolley case and took out a bracket with ease.
This action was extremely skillful, as if he had done it countless times.