"Uh..." Zheng Ren hesitated.
What did you just do? It seems that he is standing here, directing the rescue.
Is this because you don’t have any ideas? Zheng Ren’s profound self-examination. Although he knows that if there is a next time, he will probably rush forward and do all the work he can, but this does not affect his current review.
"Young man, which department do you belong to? Have you seen malignant hyperthermia before?" the director of the anesthesiology department bent down and rubbed his numb legs, and asked with a smile.
The patient was injected with dantrolene and went to the intensive care unit to spend the 72-hour critical period and was fine.
This thing is like a mountain rain in summer, it comes and goes in a hurry. It is enough that the treatment is timely and symptomatic without leaving any consequences.
"He's from the interventional department." Zheng Ren lost his uncompromising momentum when commanding the rescue. He was a little embarrassed and said with his head lowered.
"Huh?" The director of the Department of Anesthesiology was startled.
Interventional department? What are you doing in the operating room? Moreover, such a young interventionalist was very familiar with commanding the rescue, even for the extremely rare malignant hyperthermia.
it's wired!
He looked at Zheng Ren in astonishment, and suddenly thought of something, "Are you the Nobel Prize-winning boss Zheng?"
"It's a recommendation, a recommendation." Zheng Ren corrected sheepishly.
It is just a recommendation and candidate, far from the level of a Nobel Prize. How far have these words spread? In a few days, will you think that you have won four or five Nobel Prizes
"No wonder, it's really amazing." Director Xu said with emotion.
"Director Xu, are you okay?" Professor Yang ran back and asked hurriedly when he saw Director Xu from the Anesthesiology Department holding his legs with both hands and kneading them.
"It's okay." Director Xu said, "My arms and legs are old. Fortunately, the rescue was not delayed."
"Malignant hyperthermia... I didn't expect to encounter it." Professor Yang still has lingering fears.
Speaking of malignant hyperthermia, both Director Xu and Professor Yang looked solemn.
In medical treatment, there are many hidden dangers. Once encountered, under the current medical environment, all that is waiting for the doctor is shattered to pieces.
For example, the patient just walked on the stage and was fine, without any major problems. But even without surgery, the person will not survive.
Who can accept this
Not to mention the patient's family members, even if it were a few people present, their own family members would not be able to face this situation calmly.
However, no matter how small the probability of occurrence of this disease is, it exists objectively.
If you can't encounter it in your life, that's good luck, whether you are a patient or an anesthesiologist.
Encountered... tsk tsk.
Zheng Ren still remembers reading a biographical article written by a doctor of medicine. He is a doctor specializing in anesthesia. After encountering a case of malignant hyperthermia, he resolutely gave up the medical profession and changed his career to become a medical lawyer.
Starting from college, ten years of hard work were ruined in one day.
But Zheng Ren understood.
This is the imperial capital. With Xiehe and Danquluolin here, everything can still be explained and everything can be saved.
But what should I do if it’s Haicheng City No. 1 Hospital
This is still a disease for which modern medicine has established a final conclusion. There are still many cases where modern medicine has not established a final conclusion, and patients suddenly die suddenly for no apparent reason. What should we do if this occurs
No solution.
"Boss Zheng, do you also do research on emergencies in the anesthesiology department?" Director Xu asked with a smile.
"I have read the relevant reports, and they mentioned what kind of situation will happen, so just treat it accordingly." Zheng Ren was a little embarrassed, "Director Xu, I'm sorry."
"What are you sorry for? Your treatment and rescue plan are correct, why are you saying sorry?!" Director Xu said with a glare.
Zheng Ren still apologized honestly.
Out of the general context of rescue, Zheng Ren had something to worry about. Mainly because the hormone levels have gone down and he has calmed down.
"You guys are busy first, I'll go to the ICU to take a look." Director Xu said, "I've only seen two cases of this disease. This is the third case and the only one where the rescue was successful. I'll take a look at the patient's intravenous dantrolol." If you encounter Lin Hou's symptoms again in the future, there will be a solution."
With that said, Director Xu took a deep look at Zheng Ren and turned to leave.
"Boss Zheng, thank you." Professor Yang was still in shock and said with a bad expression.
"It's nothing." Zheng Ren was already very familiar with Professor Yang, and Zheng Ren was no longer so reserved and polite, and said with a smile.
"What are you doing in the operating room?" Professor Yang asked.
"Director Miao has a patient with an adrenal tumor complicated by other rare endocrine diseases. I participated in the hospital-wide consultation. Isn't this surgery today? Director Miao asked me to take a look." Zheng Rendao.
"Fortunately, fortunately." Professor Yang touched his heart and said exaggeratedly.
"It's all over, and the patient will probably have no problems. It's only been more than an hour now, and dantrolene can reach all parts of the skeletal muscles. I touched it later and found that the patient's limbs were already soft. He should be fine. Don't worry. Brother Yang."
Professor Yang wanted to say something, but when his words reached his lips, they turned into a sigh.
Zheng Ren knew what he was going to say. It doesn't make any sense to say it, so it's better to just forget it.
"Boss Zheng, did you do a live broadcast of tips surgery yesterday?" Professor Yang suddenly remembered something and asked.
"Yeah." Zheng Ren nodded.
"You are... a very brave person. But Boss Zheng, you'd better be careful." Professor Yang kindly reminded, "tips surgery is different from other surgeries. If it is other surgeries, forget it. Tips surgery requires hard work. Luck, once the live broadcast of the surgery fails, it will have a very bad impact on future work."
Zheng Ren knew this was a good thing, but Professor Yang didn't seem to understand the situation.
"It's okay, Brother Yang." Zheng Ren said with a smile: "I have improved the approach of the tip surgery, and I have been able to basically determine the approach. Failure... I can't say this is impossible, but the probability is extremely low."
Professor Yang looked at Zheng Ren with surprised eyes. He really didn't know where Zheng Ren's confidence came from.
"Brother Yang, you have nothing to do here, then I'll go and see the urology department for surgery." Zheng Ren said.
"Boss Zheng, are you sure there is no problem?" Yang Rui pondered for a while and asked.
"Theoretically, it's the same as appendectomy." Zheng Ren said with a smile, "There's not even the problem of ectopic appendix."
"..." Professor Yang was stunned, and then asked: "Portal hypertension, gastric varices, and hepatobiliary surgery used to perform similar operations, but they are rarely performed now. Boss Zheng, I will accept a patient, and you will do it?"
"Thank you in advance." Zheng Ren smiled.
The Department of Hepatobiliary Surgery seems to have been pried open by itself.
I really didn’t expect that going on stage to watch a urological surgery would actually be fruitful. This can be considered an unexpected surprise.