The Surgeon's Studio Chapter 1718 Pulling out the knife to help (2)

Chapter 1718 Pulling out the knife to help (2)

Mao Chi saw Zheng Ren through the lead gla.s.s.

For some reason, the moment he saw Zheng Ren, the uneasiness, uneasiness, and other negative emotions in his heart all disappeared.

He stopped stepping on the line and opened the airtight lead door. Zheng Ren walked in quickly and said,””Instructor Mao, I can’t take it out after I tried. It’s stuck inside.”

Hearing Zheng Ren’s judgment, Mao Chi sighed deeply.

In fact, he also thought so, but he still wanted to try it out. He did not know how to perform Cardiovascular Surgery.

“Boss Zheng, you’ll do it?” Mao Chi asked tentatively.

“Yes, let’s hurry up. The patient’s operating theater is moving too fast, and I’m afraid that if we delay it for a few hours, brain edema will appear if brain hypoxia is serious. It’s even harder to explain if it’s a serious cerebral herniation. ” Zheng Ren said.

Mao Chi nodded.

“Old he, go and take a look at the cardiopulmonary bypa.s.s.”

“Su Yun, take a look at the other equipment.”

“Yiren, we need to chop up your sternum.”

Zheng Ren turned his head to look at the patient’s electrocardiogram. He gave instructions one after another, and the medical group started to move in an orderly manner.

“Instructor Mao, are you here to save the situation?” Someone patted Mao Chi’s shoulder and asked.

Mao Chi turned around and was stunned when he saw Department Director Luo.

What time was it? why was Department Director Luo, who was from the digestive medicine Department, here?

“Director Luo, how come you’re so free today?” Mao Chi asked.

“Take off your lead clothes and go out to rest. Your hat is wet.” Department Director Luo did not answer his question, but said half – jokingly, half – seriously.

Mao Chi heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Zheng Ren’s medical team getting busy. He tore off the sterile suit and was about to leave when Zheng Ren suddenly said,””Instructor Mao, the patient’s family members are here for preoperative communication. Please go and take a look.”

His tone was no longer as polite as before.

Mao Chi was not angry. He knew that boss Zheng had entered the emergency rescue mode, and the patient’s life was the priority.

Walking out of the operating room, Mao Chi picked up his phone and began to contact professor Zhang.

He was still communicating with the patient’s family members and explaining his condition. It was probably a little troublesome. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to come up in twenty minutes.

However, he had no choice. Who asked him to encounter this? If it were him, he would definitely be in a terrible fix.

The worst thing about surgery was that it would be a second time.

This was especially so when the patient’s family members had been informed beforehand that a minimally invasive surgery would solve the problem with a needle hole.

However, not only did they not solve the problem, but they also had to integrate the sternum for surgery. Who would not be anxious if they were the patient’s family?

In such a situation, the doctors in the country could not be unyielding. As long as the patient could survive, everything was fine.

The surgery was risky, and the patient’s family members would understand as long as the patient was still alive. However, if they couldn’t get down, it would be a different story.

Not to mention the long – planned medical dispute, this was, after all, a special case. Under normal circ.u.mstances, when a family member of a normal patient encountered unknown danger to their family member, they would have an emotional breakdown, and the things that followed would be completely out of control.

Thinking of this, Mao Chi’s mind wandered.

Otherwise, more and more doctors would go abroad and not come back. It went without saying that doctors outside were paid well, had low workload, and had light responsibilities.

Not to mention anything else, just Dr. House alone had been beaten to death many times in China. He wouldn’t even make it to the first or second episode of the first season, let alone the second season. He would already be in a terrible state by the first episode.

“Director, you’re back?” A suppressed excited voice came from the other side of the phone, and there was a bit of uneasiness in the excitement.

“Is it convenient to talk?”

Professor Zhang’s side was silent, but a few knocking sounds could be heard. Apparently, he knew what was going on and was looking for a quiet place.

“Director, the surgery …” After a few seconds, professor Zhang’s trembling voice was heard.

“The interventional surgery has failed. The shelf is stuck in the folds of the atrium and can’t be removed.” “Boss Zheng is here, he’s preparing to cut his chest for surgery,” Mao Chi said.

“Zheng …”

“You don’t have any other choice. Hurry up and explain to the patient’s family. If you don’t know how to write the preoperative instructions, look for the cardiothoracic Department.” Mao Chi said coldly. He had regained the usual decisiveness and arrogance of a Department Director.

Time seemed to have returned to a few years ago, and the location was back at 912 hospital.

“Okay, director, I’ll go right away,” professor Zhang said subconsciously.

Mao Chi hung up the phone.

“Instructor Mao, you’ve worked hard.” Director Luo said with a smile.

The two of them sat on the chairs in the operation room. Mao Chi lifted his sterile coat, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and said with a bitter smile,””There’s no choice. After all, he was once a soldier under my command. “

“You’ve got good eyes and asked boss Zheng to solve it. Let’s not talk about whether the surgery can be completed or not. I … I don’t know anything about interventional surgeries. When we came just now, boss Zheng saw you taking out the scaffold, and he immediately judged that you can’t take it out in an interventional surgery. “

Mao Chi nodded.

“This person, what can he do, what he can do, how to do it appropriately, if he doesn’t stick to it, it will be very difficult to do it.” Director Luo said.

“Why are you here, director Luo?” Mao Chi didn’t want to talk about this matter. He was a little uneasy, for fear that boss Zheng wouldn’t be able to take it down for surgery.

He was even more afraid that the patient’s family members would not agree, and the emergency department would just perform the surgery.

He had found boss Zheng, but he couldn’t put boss Zheng in the end. The troublesome things were all behind.

“I just happened to run into boss Zheng having a consultation in Ma.s.sachusetts, and he diagnosed a patient with periodic vomiting syndrome. The patient inhaled the waste gas from electrical combustion, causing abdominal pain, nausea, and vomiting …”

“Didn’t you get a diagnosis?”

“This time’s illness is particularly serious. The Ma.s.sachusetts General Hospital sent the medical records over and asked boss Zheng to help take a look.” Director Luo said with a smile.

Ma.s.sachusetts General Hospital, palm one glance …

These two words deeply pierced instructor Mao’s heart.

Was boss Zheng really that awesome?

“What’s your opinion on this case?” Instructor Mao pretended not to care and hid his emotions as he asked a random question.

“I think it’s probably because of 5 – trytry – disorder, but boss Zheng denied it.” Department Director Luo did not seem to be unhappy, so he just told the truth.

Mao Chi looked at director Luo in surprise, trying to find a trace of unhappiness in his eyes and actions.

But he was soon disappointed.

“What did boss Zheng diagnose?”

“We’re still discussing it. Boss Zheng denied all possibilities and only said that it might be a problem with his thyroid gland. Then, your phone call came in.”

Mao Chi remembered that when he made the phone call, there was a noisy discussion about the patient’s condition. He vaguely remembered that boss Zheng said he wanted to do a thyroid B ultrasound.

“He suspects it’s a thyroid problem?”

Department Director Luo nodded and said,”I’m not a professional when it comes to endocrine diseases, but many of the symptoms indicate that it may be a disease of the endocrine system. It’s only right for me to do an ultrasound. “

“……”

Mao Chi was stunned.

Abdominal pain, nausea, and vomiting … He would never have thought that these were problems with his thyroid.

Impossible!