When the flight lands, it should be around eight o'clock Beijing time.
It’s still past three in the morning in Stockholm at this moment.
Zheng Ren worked hard all day, and then returned to the imperial capital from Tiannan, had a meal, and then flew to Stockholm.
I'm so tired that I can even fall asleep while walking.
After getting off the plane, little Oliver took a deep breath and was about to fall asleep.
"Xi Bao'er! We are back, look who is here!" The professor was not tired at all and shouted energetically.
Zheng Ren was startled.
Little Oliver stepped forward and took the trolley suitcases from Zheng Ren and Su Yun. The professor happily introduced Zheng Ren to the Stockholm airport.
Where is there any gossip, when was it built, and where has it received any important people.
Zheng Ren didn't hear clearly what the professor said, so he left the airport listlessly and got into the car driven by little Oliver.
After getting in the car, the professor was as excited as if the seat was 50 degrees Celsius, and he couldn't sit still at all.
He hesitated for a long time and decided to call immediately.
The professor's language was very strange and Zheng Ren couldn't understand it, but there were a few words of understandable English mixed in.
Su Yun's expression changed after hearing a few sentences.
Zheng Ren felt the change in the atmosphere and looked at Su Yun with questioning eyes.
"The professor spoke a mixture of Swedish and English." Su Yun said, "But it seems that Dr. Mehar is no longer good."
"..." Zheng Ren was speechless.
After going so far, Dr. Mehar is going to die before he can do the surgery
Isn’t this nonsense
"Fu Gui'er said that he has been put on extracorporeal membrane lung."
“…”
Dr. Mehar's heart function was the worst, followed by his lungs.
As we age, multiple organ failure is inevitable.
Extracorporeal membrane lung, which is more advanced than a ventilator, can temporarily solve the problem of Dr. Mehar's respiratory failure and reduce the load on the heart.
Positive pressure mechanical ventilation with a ventilator is the most effective conventional supportive treatment for respiratory failure and can meet the ventilation needs of most patients.
However, for patients with extremely severe respiratory failure, such as severe ARDs, pneumonia, massive pulmonary embolism, bronchial asthma, and some patients with end-stage lung disease who require lung transplantation, conventional positive pressure ventilation is often difficult to maintain satisfactory ventilation and oxygenation. Extracorporeal membrane lung is needed.
Extracorporeal membrane lung surgery can reduce the patient's heart load, but it cannot cure heart failure.
Dr. Mehar wanted fewer tubes, but ended up with a lot of them.
This matter... Zheng Ren sighed.
Professor Rudolf Wagner was angry, almost roaring like a raging lion.
Zheng Ren glanced at Su Yun.
Su Yun shrugged his shoulders, spread his hands, and looked at the sky, "Tearing, it seems that Dr. Mehar's condition was caused by the professor's prostate interventional embolization."
Academic strife is absolutely cruel.
Telling lies with your eyes open is the most common thing.
Dr. Mehar is going to die anyway, and the coffin board will definitely not be able to hold it down. It is simply unreasonable to take this opportunity to criticize a certain academic faction.
After all, the Karolinska Institutet in Stockholm is the place where the Nobel Prize in Biology and Medicine is judged.
The interests involved should not be too great.
Therefore, most people would not dare to say that prostate interventional embolization would cause coronary artery problems in Dr. Mehar's heart.
If you don't even understand the technique, then blaming the top professor is not seeking death
But it happened at the Karolinska Institutet in Stockholm, where there are many knowledgeable people...
Little Oliver's face changed, and he looked very ugly.
He could also understand part of what the professor was ranting about. Although he was not a language genius like the professor, little Oliver still learned the most basic Swedish.
As soon as he became nervous, the car started not to go in a straight line.
Su Yun sighed. His face was in a mess. If he had known it, he would have stayed at home and slept in. Or go out for a drink with Chang Yue, which would also be great. Why worry about a car accident on the streets of Stockholm at three in the morning.
The circumstances of life are really bizarre.
After the professor made the call, he hung up angrily, breathing heavily like a bull that had been angered.
"Fugui, what's going on?" Zheng Ren asked.
Professor Rudolf Wagner was silent for nearly a minute, finally sighed and briefly explained to Zheng Ren.
The main competitors for this year's Nobel Prize in Medicine are not in the medical category, but in biology and genetics. But the professor is so popular that no new technique has won a Nobel Prize in how many years? Why should he do it
When things are going smoothly, no one says anything, but once something goes wrong, someone will add insult to injury.
Zheng Ren smiled. It was the professor's fault. He was too showy and was hated by others.
"What are you going to do?" Zheng Ren asked.
"What else can we do? Buy a ticket and we can go back right away. We've both received extracorporeal membrane lungs, so what's the point of staying here?" Su Yun said angrily.
"Alas." Professor Rudolf Wagner looked sad and sighed.
"You're here, let's take a look." Zheng Ren said, "Is Dr. Mehar still conscious?"
"Yes, but the heart function is too poor..."
"I remember that the cardiac interventional services at the Caroline Institute of Medicine and Surgery are among the best in the world." Zheng Ren said strangely: "Why not perform surgery?"
"Boss..." Professor Rudolf Wagner was helpless. Is his boss really stupid or pretending to be stupid
Dr. Mehar is almost losing his mind. He also said that blood clots can be seen even when the guide wire is pulled out.
With this coagulation function, the coronary arteries must be at least 95% blocked. Can it be treated with surgery? That's nonsense.
Su Yun looked at the professor as if he were an idiot. Seeing that he looked confused, he blew a breath, looked at the black hair floating in front of his forehead, and then cursed: "Fugui, are you stupid?"
"Ah? Brother Yun, what's the matter? What's wrong?" Professor Rudolf Wagner was confused.
"What the boss means is that he can do surgery. Don't you understand? You're stupid!" Su Yun didn't sleep well and was so angry when he got up that he spoke very directly and not politely at all.
"Ah? Isn't the boss doing organ intervention?" Professor Rudolf Wagner was completely confused.
"His medical certificate is for general surgery." Su Yun was completely disappointed with the professor and said coldly.
"..." The professor then realized that his boss seemed to be very good at performing general surgery and suturing the liver.
But Dr. Mehar's heart...can it really be used for interventional surgery
"Boss, is what Brother Yun said true?" The professor's voice trembled and he was very nervous.
"As long as the anatomy of all interventional surgeries is clear, is there any difference?" Zheng Ren was also curious about why Professor Rudolf Wagner thought he could not perform the surgery.