That arrogant boss Zheng and the entire medical team do not respect the old comrades, Sun Chao thought to himself.
Every time he thought about this in the past, Sun Chao would secretly think that without you, Butcher Zheng, I would still have to eat pigs with hair on them? But this time...it seems that I really can't do it.
The same goes for Mao Chi. Why do you insist on calling Boss Zheng? !
Every time that honest face appeared in front of him, Sun Chao would think of the scene in 912 when Boss Zheng gave him an ultrasound in front of him.
The 12cm large blood clot was just pulled out.
There was nothing he could do if he was not convinced. From surgery to recovery, Sun Chao followed him throughout the process. The operation went very well with no complications and the patient was discharged from the hospital 14 days after the operation.
Why don't you ask Boss Zheng to give it a try? Sun Chao had no choice but to ask Mao Chi for his phone number, and hesitated for a long time before dialing.
Boss Zheng didn't refuse directly, he just said he would take a look.
Just wait, Sun Chao sighed.
It's a bit embarrassing to talk about asking someone to come to the rescue during the operation, but what happened has already happened, and it seems even worse to ask a general surgeon to come up and open the iliac vein with you at the last moment.
Damn it, why is the catcher stuck? Sun Chao looked at the image where the side wall barbs of the catcher were stuck on the edge of the mesh wall of the intravenous filter, and he couldn't help but get a headache again.
He is not worried about any problems. He is backed by the powerful Affiliated Hospital of the Medical University, one of the few top tertiary hospitals in the country, and its technology covers all fields. It is different from those small hospitals and private hospitals. Any problem can be solved. If there is nothing we can do here, we can't look to aliens.
But the problem is that the higher-level tertiary hospitals receive patients with more bizarre and complicated conditions. For example, in the case of this patient, doctors at prefecture-level hospitals never thought that the problem might be caused by intravenous filter displacement.
Director Sun Chao could only wait quietly. Under his calm appearance, he was already quite irritable. Several directors asked about the situation, but he blocked them with a sullen face.
After criticizing the quality of doctors in primary hospitals countless times and lamenting that they were the bottleneck, Director Sun Chao could only face the reality—the intravenous filter with the catcher attached was still waiting quietly at the bifurcation of the iliac vein.
Why hasn't Boss Zheng arrived? He couldn't have let himself go.
No matter how much Director Sun Chao has objections to Boss Zheng, he cannot deny his technical level. If he wants to solve the problem, the current situation seems to be that he can only go to Boss Zheng. After all, interventional surgery is different from surgical surgery, and the number of doctors who can perform it is much smaller.
The phone rang. Director Sun Chao picked it up and took a look. It was Mao Chi calling.
"Director Mao."
"Uh... why did you arrive so quickly?"
"Okay, I'll pick you up right away."
To the surprise of Director Sun Chao, Mao Chi rushed to the Medical University Affiliated Hospital faster than Boss Zheng.
After exiting the locker room door, Mao Chi stood outside with a smile.
"Director Mao, what are you doing here?" Sun Chao's violent temper could no longer be suppressed.
Mao Chi understood Sun Chao's thoughts. No one would be happy if something happened during the operation. He smiled and said, "Director Sun, don't be so unhappy. I'm here to see Boss Zheng's surgery."
"..." Sun Chao was stunned for a moment, "You haven't seen enough of 912 every day?"
"Boss Zheng performs tips surgery every day in 912, and it has nothing to do with us. Besides aesthetic fatigue, I already feel sick. I feel like I can do tips surgery now. Give me a patient and the location of puncture... "
"Stop talking nonsense, come in and change clothes." Sun Chao led Mao Chi into the dressing room with a gloomy face.
"I still don't believe you after making the call. Why don't you call Boss Zheng again?" Sun Chao asked.
"I called Dr. Su. They are on their way here. I didn't meet them. I came to check on the situation first." Mao Chi said with a smile, "Don't worry. If you have any questions, please contact Boss Zheng. This is 912. A popular saying nowadays.”
"Where has the spirit of collectivism gone?" Sun Chao especially didn't like what Mao Chi said, so he couldn't help but sneered.
"Look at you." Mao Chi laughed, "Everyone was just joking, why are you taking it so seriously?"
"Your joke goes a little too far."
"Hey, that's because you don't know." Mao Chi said with a smile, "Boss Zheng is running fast in terms of technology, and we can't catch up."
"What are you..." Just as he was about to spray the hair with all his strength, Sun Chao remembered the patient still lying on the operating table and let out a long sigh.
"You're not at 912 and don't know the situation. Do you think Boss Zheng will have to pay for it for the rest of his life if he wins the Nobel Prize?"
"Isn't he working on a robotic arm? He has nothing to do with the Affiliated Hospital of Medical University." Sun Chao said depressedly.
Mao Chi was startled for a moment, and then he realized that his old friend was jealous not only because of what happened in the past, but also because the Medical University Affiliated Hospital was not considered in the bowl of soup with the robotic arm.
"It has nothing to do with the robotic arm. Let me test you on a case." Mao Chi said while slowly changing his clothes, "A few days ago, there was a patient who inserted a rolling pin into his rectum."
"..." Sun Chao was startled, "This kind of patient has nothing to do with our vascular department."
"I'm just telling you something. I didn't say it has anything to do with us. Look at your expression. Do you smile? Yes, smile. Boss Zheng will come after a while. If you keep your face gloomy, be careful not to quarrel with Dr. Su again. stand up."
When Sun Chao talked about this, he was filled with anger.
One of my dignified directors was actually hit with a hemostatic forceps by a young doctor. Is there any more rules
"To be serious, what should I do if the patient with the rolling pin stuffed in the rolling pin is sent to the Affiliated Hospital of Medical University?"
"What should I do? Cold salad."
"Okay, I'm here to save Taiwan enthusiastically. Is it necessary for you to lose face with me?" Mao Chi said.
"Sigh." Sun Chao was still a little depressed. He sighed, "If it's serious, we can open the gastrointestinal tract and perform laparotomy. As long as there are no major problems in the rectum, laparoscopy can handle it."
"Yeah, that's what I thought too. But Boss Zheng didn't go to the hospital at all. He just slept at home and took care of it."
"..." Sun Chao was stunned for a moment, "5G remote surgery has been launched so soon?"
"No way. Boss Zheng didn't do the surgery. It was him... I can't even say he was his apprentice. He was just a doctoral student in gastroenterology. He always consulted Boss Zheng and practiced colonoscopy surgery. Later, the doctoral student directly used a colonoscope to probe in. , the broken position was clamped with a transparent cap and titanium clips, without any surgery.”
Sun Chao was really stunned this time.
Is it possible that a ruptured intestine was treated without even an incision? !
"Why do I know this? Professor Feng from the Department of Gastrointestinal Surgery has recently started to undergo colonoscopy. Director Luo from our department of gastrointestinal surgery is very unhappy and is trying to bully others. The entire hospital basically knows about this, and the leaders don't say anything. I guess whoever wants to do it will do it, but the meat will rot in the pot anyway."