Director Chen, who came to Pengxi Township Hospital for an "inspection", was busy in the provincial hospital at this time.
He was too old, his eyes were dazzled and his hands were shaking, so he couldn't undergo surgery. So he sat in the ward and used his rich clinical experience to help the head nurse and other doctors take care of serious postoperative patients.
Although he is not a major in critical care, Director Chen has seen and treated countless patients in his life, and his rich experience has made up for his shortcomings and shortcomings.
As an old man in his seventies, he has entered a state of selflessness.
I can no longer stay up for days and nights without sleep like young people, and it doesn't matter. Sleeping only two or three hours a day for a sustained period of time drained his energy quickly.
He sometimes thought of the young surgeon in the interventional catheterization laboratory in Pengxi Township. His surgical skills were superb and he could be called outstanding.
It's so good to be young, Director Chen said with emotion.
His body became heavier as time went by, and he was helpless. People, there is always a time to accept old age.
But the current situation is definitely unacceptable.
Another batch of new wounded were transferred from the front line. Although Director Chen was tired, he was keenly aware that there was a problem with the number of wounded in this batch.
Coming from Pengxi Township, every ambulance is usually full of seriously injured patients after surgery. But this time, one vehicle only transported one injured person after interventional surgery for pelvic fracture, and the other two were injured after surgical operations.
On that side, could it really withstand the torrent of wounded soldiers and survive
After handing over the injured, Director Chen took the injured after interventional surgery for pelvic fracture to a ward, found a bed and arranged it.
The blood pressure has stabilized. It is enough to check whether there is damage to other organs, then transfuse a large amount of blood and fluids, and pay attention to the intake and output.
If there is an unexpectedly complicated condition, aren't there other internal medicine and critical care doctors
He sat in his office and took a breather. There are supporting physicians outside watching, so there won't be any big problem.
Once he calmed down, he felt infinitely tired. In addition, there is a young figure emerging.
That young man is really nice.
Director Chen pondered, has the interventional surgery in Pengxi Township been completed? It's possible, give me a call and ask.
He found Director Jiang's phone number and dialed it.
"Xiao Jiang, it's me." Director Chen said.
But the voice coming from the other side of the phone was that of a girl.
"Director Jiang is sick and taking a rest."
"Sick? What's wrong?" Director Chen was surprised.
"I have an acute anterior wall myocardial infarction. I have just undergone thrombectomy and stent surgery, and I am recovering with medication." The person on the other side explained.
"..." Director Chen was most afraid that he would suddenly fall ill and cause trouble to the clinical doctors.
Unexpectedly, Director Jiang, who was much younger than him, couldn't hold on and fell down.
It was not easy for Pengxi Township to turn their flesh and blood into the Great Wall of Steel to withstand the torrent of wounded people. Director Chen was slightly distracted and felt a little sad.
"Are you..." The nurse's voice came from the other side of the phone: "Is there anything you need me to convey?"
"There aren't many injured people on your side who need intervention."
"All the injured with pelvic fractures have been treated. We have done as much as we have pulled from the front line. The peak period has passed." There was a bit of pride in the little nurse's voice.
Director Chen admired in his heart.
"What kind of surgery is Dr. Zheng doing?" Director Chen asked.
"Dr. Zheng is on the phone. He is talking about amputation after interventional surgery. I don't understand."
"When he's finished, ask Dr. Zheng to call me." After speaking, Director Chen hung up the phone.
He was thinking in his mind that the peak period for transporting the wounded had passed, so Dr. Zheng would definitely take a step back and go to a hospital in Chengdu.
Do you want to take the first step and capture him
The idea seems good.
…
At Pengxi Township Hospital, Director Jiang went to rest, and the interventional catheterization laboratory in Pengxi Township was not in chaos because of his departure.
Xie Ning did not sit here all the time. Things gradually got on track. The numbers and medical records of each injured person were established, getting rid of the chaotic situation at the beginning.
But Zheng Ren was very troubled.
There are fewer and fewer injured patients with severe pelvic fractures, and the number of thrombectomy surgeries he performs has gradually increased.
However, Zheng Ren found that his previous thoughts were too naive.
After thrombectomy, the amputation surgery is performed according to the angiographic films and guided by the interventional doctor, which requires too much manpower. But now, both interventionalists and orthopedic surgeons are already busy and have no time to think about it carefully.
Presumably, Zheng Ren stood at the highest peak of interventional surgery and had a bird's eye view of all living beings. Everything he thinks, other people's thoughts can't keep up.
In the end, Zheng Ren thought of many ways, but other than operating directly on the hybrid operating table, there was no other better solution. Fortunately, a few particularly seriously injured people, Huaxi's side invested manpower and have been successfully resolved.
He hung up the phone, feeling a little sad.
"Dr. Zheng, Director Chen of the Provincial Hospital asked you to contact him after your work." The little nurse saw Zheng Ren put down his mobile phone and was in a daze, so she came over and said.
"Director Chen?" Zheng Ren remembered this person, but he couldn't remember what he looked like or how old he was.
"It seems urgent. Here is the mobile phone number."
Zheng Ren took a piece of paper with a mobile phone number written on it, thinking about what to do, and dialed the number in his hand.
"Hello, Director Chen." Zheng Ren was habitually polite. Although he didn't remember Director Chen's appearance at all, it was always right to be polite.
"Xiao Zheng, are you almost done with the surgery?" Director Chen got straight to the point.
"Well, the treatment of the injured with severe pelvic fracture is almost done." Zheng Ren was thinking of a solution in his mind.
"Where are you going next?" Director Chen asked.
Where to go? Zheng Ren was stunned, was he inviting himself
"Director Chen, I want a hybrid operating table. If possible, I am going to perform thrombectomy + amputation surgery." Zheng Ren said.
"Come to our provincial hospital. Although I have retired, I still have no problem getting a hybrid operating table." Director Chen took care of everything.
The two said a few words, finalized the details, and hung up the phone.
Going to the provincial hospital is a good choice.
Zheng Ren calculated it and probably had an idea in his mind.
"Su Yun!" Zheng Ren called.
"On the stage, are you okay, Dr. Zheng?" Mu Tao's voice came over.
Zheng Ren walked to the operation room next door and saw Mu Tao lying down, taking the time to rest and recover.
Seeing Zheng Ren come in, Mu Tao sat up.
"Teacher Mu, Su Yun and I are leaving. I'll leave this to you." Zheng Ren came in and said directly without being polite.
"Go? Where?"
"Provincial Court."
"Uh... what are you going to do when you go over there?" Mu Tao asked.
After a period of contact, Mu Tao felt that Zheng Ren was really good, if not for that chatty and sarcastic assistant.
"Go for thrombectomy + amputation surgery."