Director Jiang once again confirmed that Zheng Ren was not joking. He came to the operating table with confusion, looked at Zheng Ren, and asked, "Doctor Zheng? What's wrong?"
"Have you ever had a history of myocardial infarction?"
"Yes, but it's old, and there's nothing unusual about it now."
"Lie down, slow down, don't use force." Zheng Ren's words were full of majesty and could not be rejected.
Su Yun looked at Zheng Ren in surprise. He would not really diagnose Director Jiang as acute myocardial infarction.
Director Jiang has a pretty face and doesn't spend much time with Zheng Ren, but Zheng Ren has long since conquered him with his unparalleled surgical skills.
What the superior doctor said is correct...
He lay on the operating table in a daze, smiled and said, "Dr. Zheng, you'd better take the time to rest for a few hours."
Director Jiang believes that Zheng Ren behaves abnormally because of fatigue, and he should not offend him now.
The two of them were thinking about completely different things, and things became a little weird.
When Director Jiang lay down, Su Yun pushed the electrocardiogram machine over and skillfully sucked the leads into Director Jiang's chest.
It was a little inconvenient for Zheng Ren to look at the electrocardiogram, and he didn't have the heart to look at it. Su Yun was doing it anyway. For a person who can undergo a heart transplant, the ECG cannot be bad.
"Boss, we have an acute myocardial infarction on the anterior wall. Emergency surgery is recommended." Su Yun looked at the ECG and his expression immediately turned cold, as if he was seeing a patient, giving cold and accurate opinions.
"Who is that, Director Jiang's lover?" Zheng Ren asked the little doctor.
"Uh..." Director Jiang grabbed the electrocardiogram, which clearly showed the characteristic symptom of myocardial infarction: elevated st segment.
"It's impossible." Director Jiang was confused. If it was true, why didn't he feel anything at all
Zheng Ren glanced at it and said: "The ST segment elevation in leads V1~V6 is considered to be an acute thrombus. The thrombus exists in the proximal left anterior descending artery. In addition to the anterior wall being affected, the ventricular septum and lateral wall will also be affected."
"Who is that? You call Director Jiang's lover and tell her that she is going to have an emergency operation and ask her to sign for it." Zheng Ren said, "Prepare for the emergency operation and prepare the medicine."
The air in the operating room was stagnant for a few seconds. Zheng Ren looked at Director Jiang suspiciously and asked, "Is this how you usually perform rescue operations?"
Director Jiang's old face turned red.
Although he still refused to believe Zheng Ren's words, if he was not a patient, how could the emergency rescue remain untouched even after the superior doctor gave the order
Just as he was about to speak, Zheng Ren said calmly: "This is a typical black widow myocardial infarction. According to the official definition of stemi given by the American College of Cardiology and the American Heart Association guidelines, you now belong to the tombstone type of black widow myocardial infarction. You must Emergency surgery is urgent.”
Director Jiang recalled the electrocardiogram. Although he still didn't believe it, the objective evidence was there and he couldn't argue with it.
"Boss, thrombectomy or thrombolysis?"
"Tombectomy." Zheng Ren said, "You have a coronary thrombus removal catheter here, right?"
"..." Director Jiang put himself in the perspective of a doctor. If he encountered this situation, he would definitely need emergency surgery.
However, it is very difficult to remove the thrombectomy of the anterior descending artery. This is not the point. The key is that you are a doctor. How can you lie on the operating table and delay rescue during such an emergency? !
"Don't be stubborn, hurry up and do the surgery, and you can save some trouble. If we keep arguing with you, not only you may not be able to be saved, but other people too may not be able to be saved." Su Yun caught a glimpse of Director Jiang's constipated expression and immediately retorted. .
Director Jiang felt as if cold water was poured down on his head, and he suddenly woke up.
"Surgery, Xiao Liu, bring me A4 paper." Director Jiang said in a deep voice.
The young doctor was stunned by the scenes in front of him. It was not until Director Jiang spoke that he went to fetch an A4 paper in a daze.
Director Jiang signed his name on the paper and said: "I am going to sign for pre-operation. I am not considered a frontline casualty. I am a general emergency hospital."
In his mind, emergency myocardial infarction is considered an ordinary patient.
"Slow down, take off your shirt." Zheng Ren said.
Director Jiang smiled bitterly, and while taking off his clothes, he whispered: "If I have a heart attack and cannot be saved, will I be considered a martyr?"
"It doesn't count." Su Yun said: "With me... The boss and I are here, it won't be that easy for you to die. It's just a tombstone-shaped black widow. It's not difficult. Don't belabor it. The ten-minute operation is over and you can rest." one day."
"Can you finally take a break?" Director Jiang lay in a trance on the cold operating table.
"Su Yun, you and I will prepare the table and disinfect it," Zheng Ren said.
"You are telling me that you are delaying things!" Su Yun ran to wash his hands and said while doing so: "If you are tired, go to bed early and have a heart attack. This is where my boss is. If you wait until you have symptoms, I can’t even remove the thrombus.”
"You can get it too," Zheng Ren said.
"..." Su Yun glanced at him and said, "Boss, I'm praising you, can't you hear it?"
"Hurry up and disinfect, there are wounded people over there." Zheng Ren said calmly, ignoring Su Yun's nagging.
The operating room was cleared and the operation began quickly as if it were an emergency first aid for the wounded.
Director Jiang felt that he had entered a wonderful world. One second he was rescuing wounded people pulled from the front line. The next second, he was lying on the operating table, quietly waiting for the operation.
Life is really special!
He cursed bitterly in his heart, why was he so unsatisfied? Why did you have a heart attack when you were fine? !
It's a pity that I can no longer run around and be busy.
Thinking about it, Director Jiang felt so sorry and his vision was blurry.
"Hey, Lao Jiang, you don't want to cry, do you?" Su Yun disinfected his left wrist and lost no time in retorting.
"No." Director Jiang closed his eyes and lied, and a line of tears flowed down the corners of his eyes.
"It's a small problem, but I'm telling you, you have to take a good rest after the operation. You are considered a work-related injury." Su Yun said: "And don't do anything like supporting the sick body and investing in the unlimited career of saving lives and healing the wounded. You This is such a trouble, if you be nice, this side will go much smoother."
"..." Director Jiang did not expect Su Yun to say this to him.
The sadness disappeared.
"Simply put, don't come up and cause trouble. I'll tell you."
"Brother Yun, I don't want you to comfort people like this." Director Jiang smiled bitterly.
"Comfort? That's nonsense! I'll finish you off quickly. There are injured people waiting behind me." Su Yun was speechless, but he didn't delay the movements of his hands at all.
Zheng Ren finished washing his hands, put on his clothes, and stood next to Director Jiang.
"Dr. Zheng, please excuse me."
"Is there a stent?" Zheng Ren didn't notice Director Jiang's emotional changes at all, and just regarded him as an ordinary patient, a wounded person in need of treatment.
"Xiao Liu brought it over," Su Yun said.
"Yeah." Zheng Ren started to lay out the order, and he had an arterial sheath in his hand.