781 Thank you, Mr. Zhao
Shifts, surgeries, it's a fixed process.
Professor Zhao only had one interventional surgery for liver cancer today, and after doing it, he changed his clothes and went straight to the Department of General Surgery.
Yesterday's patient with hepatic echinococca with portal hypertension wanted to see for himself how it was doing.
In Professor Zhao's mind, there is no cure for this disease.
The film, he had seen it, just like he told his lover last night, that the patient was terminally ill.
He wanted to see if Zheng Ren was young and vigorous and what he had really done.
What if that were the case...... In an instant, countless possibilities appeared in Professor Zhao's mind.
A smile hung on the corner of his mouth.
When he came to the Department of General Surgery, the patient in the emergency room was not a girl with hepatic hydatids, and Professor Zhao was even more convinced of his idea. It is estimated that he was not rescued and died.
"Xiao Dong, where is Lao Yang?" Seeing that Mr. Dong was busy, Professor Zhao asked.
"Mr. Zhao, Mr. Yang went to the ICU. Dong Jia replied hurriedly.
"Are you seriously ill?"
"It's not the same patient with hepatic echinococcosis yesterday. After Dong Jia finished speaking, he was going to be busy, Professor Yang squatted in the ICU to guard the serious patient from the time he stepped down, and Dong Jia was the only one in charge at home, and he was busy.
Professor Zhao felt a pang in his heart, is the patient still alive?
No way!
It must be in the ICU to use a ventilator to maintain life, but if it does not solve the actual problem, how long can it be maintained if it is only a ventilator?
"Mr. Zhao, you are busy first, I still have something to do here. Dong Jia said hello and was about to leave.
Professor Zhao was full of suspicion, grabbed Dong Jia and asked, "You successfully rescued yesterday?"
Dong Jia's face was as black as the bottom of the pot, but he couldn't help but answer Professor Zhao's question. Not to mention the level, the professor in the interventional department can't control himself. But yesterday, they invited Boss Zheng to help, which is a favor.
"Thanks to your help. Dong Jia said honestly: "Yesterday, after the coordinated operation of four departments, which lasted 7 and a half hours, the operation was finally successful. ”
"The operation was successful?" Professor Zhao was stunned.
"Yes, an autologous liver transplant at the end. I went to see it this morning, and the patient is already in much better condition, and it is estimated that he will be able to extubate within three days. Dong Jia squeezed out a smile and looked at the messy ward, anxious.
"Why do you want to thank me for my help?" Professor Zhao asked, stunned.
"Boss Zheng's surgery, we don't know, if it weren't for your reminder, who would have known that Boss Zheng in your interventional department would be from a general background. That operation is called a beautiful one!" Dong Jia said about the operation that lasted from last night to the early hours of this morning, and her eyebrows danced.
"......" Professor Zhao was stunned.
"Finally, I used a neurosurgical microscope to do a capillary bile duct anastomosis, and I went to see it this morning, and there was almost no bile in the drainage bag, and there was not much blood. ”
“……”
"Teacher Yang regretted it there, saying that yesterday's operation video was good, and he could watch it as a teaching operation in the future. There are not many people who can do that kind of liver transplantation. Anyway, Mr. Yang said that he would definitely not be able to do it. That's the most difficult operation in hepatobiliary surgery, the highest!"
"......" Professor Zhao was speechless, looking at Dong Jia's eyebrows dancing to describe last night's surgery, every word was like a slap in the face, slapped in his face.
The diagnosis is fine, but the disease that he thought could not be treated was solved by Jung In?!
It's a matter of level.
"That...... Mr. Zhao, I'm going to get busy first, and I can't get busy at home. The patient was stable, and Mr. Yang said that he would come back for surgery at noon, and I ...... this face," Dong Jia told him again and again.
Professor Zhao nodded and walked out of the general surgery department in a trance.
Done and recovering well?
Autologous liver transplant?
Boss Zheng is such a doctor in the interventional department?
In the past, Professor Zhao had heard that this Xiao Zheng boss was a general major. His assistant was born outside the chest.
But he didn't take it seriously.
Doctors, interdismemblies, and people who have made great achievements in the end, are not for nothing.
But...... You can do an autologous liver transplant, and you can do a wool in the interventional department!
He was in a trance, and subconsciously walked all the way to the ICU, didn't even do the elevator, and walked through the fire escape.
When he came to his senses, he saw himself standing at the door of the ICU.
This...... Professor Zhao sneered, it's all here, let's go in and take a look.
Walking into the ICU, Professor Zhao saw the patient with hepatic echinococcosis yesterday at a glance. Professor Yang sat on the edge of the bed, looking a little tired.
Seeing him come in, Professor Yang immediately stood up, smiled on his face, and walked over.
Professor Zhao paused for a moment.
"Old Zhao, thank you!" Professor Yang said as he patted him on the shoulder.
"Uh...... You're welcome. Professor Zhao coped in a trance.
"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have known that Boss Xiao Zheng could still do general surgery. Professor Yang was very excited, and took Professor Zhao's arm and walked to the patient's bed, "You see, the vital signs have basically stabilized, the airway pressure is not large, and the drainage volume is even less." ”
"......" Professor Zhao scolded in his heart, what is this showing to himself?
However, looking at Professor Yang's excited expression, he knew that he did not intend to slap himself in the face, but sincerely expressed his gratitude.
"Boss Xiao Zheng's surgery is done, it's called a. Yesterday I was a sorcerer, and he was my assistant. The operation is done, and the feeling of flying!" Professor Yang said heartily, recalling the joy of the first half of the operation yesterday.
Show off, you continue to show off with me, Professor Zhao is in a low mood.
"Look at the drainage ......" Professor Yang didn't notice the smile on the face of the colleague next to him, and was very embarrassed, and pulled him to look at the abdominal drainage bag.
"There is almost no bile drainage, Lao Zhao, do you know what it means? This is an autologous liver transplant, and the most difficult thing about this kind of surgery is that there is a large amount of bile secretion after surgery, which causes the patient to ......."
Professor Yang chattered excitedly and expressed his gratitude.
But seeing with his own eyes that yesterday he judged that he was terminally ill, not a medicine stone at all, and the vital signs of the patient who could be saved by surgery had initially recovered, Professor Zhao didn't listen to a word.
He was in a strange mood.
Of course, it is good that the patient can be saved, but Boss Xiao Zheng ......
"I can't say that, the four departments worked together to perform the operation, which is the credit of everyone. Professor Zhao hurriedly interrupted and said.
"Lao Zhao, modesty doesn't bring you like this. Professor Yang was polite and said with a smile: "The urological surgery is indeed done by themselves, but Boss Xiao Zheng's assistant said, renal segment resection, if something happens, your interventional department is responsible for embolization and hemostasis." The extrathoracic and extravascular surgeries were all helped by Boss Zheng's assistants. We're not even outside the world, let alone us. ”
"......," Professor Zhao continued to be speechless.
"Thank you, thank you!" Professor Yang was so busy that he didn't notice the change in Professor Zhao's expression, "I'll invite you to dinner another day, I'm going to the stage." ”
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