The Surgeon's Studio

"President Zheng, I haven't seen you in a while. How was your time in the capital?" The doctor in the CT scan room chatted with Zheng Ren, and his hands did not slow down. He seized the time to check.

When the emergency department's doctor personally sent the patient for an examination, it meant that his judgment of the patient's condition was very serious. This was something that the doctor in the CT room knew without saying.

Who would have the time to accompany the lighter patients for an examination?

The machine roared. Zheng Ren did not chat with him. Instead, he placed his left hand under his right armpit and rested his chin on his right hand as he looked at the computer screen.

The atmosphere was a little heavy.

The doctor in the CT room did not dare to be slow, and he stopped chatting. He looked at the screen seriously.

A minute later, the image appeared on the screen.

The few of them were stunned.

The image of a needle appeared at the left collarbone, and it was inserted diagonally into the diaphragm. The cardiac tamponade was medium to severe, and both his lungs were covered in large shadows.

The changes to the lungs could be ignored. The most important thing was the image of the needle. It seemed to be a Kirschner needle used to fix the collarbone's fracture!

It was halfway out of the collarbone, and the tip of the needle was at the edge of the aorta.

"So that's how it is," Zheng Ren suddenly realized after his shock.

"What the ..." It was the first time the doctor in the CT room had seen such an image. He pointed at the image of the Kirschner needle in surprise and was speechless.

Zheng Ren quickly reconstructed the CT image in his mind. The diagnosis given by the big pork trotter was an epineurium aortic ulcer. After the image reconstruction, it was confirmed that the middle and endocardium were involved, the surrounding tissues were edematous, and there was no local secretion.

His aorta was about to burst at any moment! The hair on Zheng Ren's back stood on end.

"Call President Wang and ask him to prepare an aortic stent in the emergency hybrid operating theater." Zheng Ren said.

Su Yun nodded and took out her phone to contact the operating theater.

"President Zheng, here's the x - ray. You'll have to wait until tomorrow for the report." The doctor in the CT room knew that the situation was urgent, so he printed the scan and handed it to Zheng Ren.

"Thanks." Zheng Ren took the scan and carried the patient to the Gurney with the examination partner and the patient's family members. They then ran to the emergency operating room.

How could the end of the Kirschner needle be separated? Zheng Ren couldn't understand this either.

The problem might have occurred when the orthopedist inserted the needle, or it might have occurred when the patient resumed training after the surgery.

Now was not the time to ask why, but to hurry up and perform the surgery.

The damage to the epineurium of the patient's aorta had already affected the media and the membrane. Once the blood pressure rose, the patient could die at any time due to the rupture of the aorta.

On the way, Su Yun caught up.

"We're in luck. There's still an aortic stent. The next time I go back to sea city, I'm going to bring Xiao Feng with me. " Su Yun said.

Zheng Ren realized that when he was not around, Sea city Base probably did not perform any interventional surgeries.

If Feng Xuhui did not follow them, they might not even have an aortic stent.

Last time, it was Wang Qiang from the second People's Hospital who had delivered the medical consumables. The reason why he could keep some this time was probably because Wang Qiang had recently come for surgery, or because he had left some behind.

'I don't care anymore. It's fine as long as I can deal with this,' Zheng Ren thought. The patient was quite lucky to have met him.

"You go and explain to the patient's family. I'll go and get the stent removed." "Sign it as a family member," Zheng Ren said."Give me a call and then brush your hands on the stage."

When the patient's family heard the conversation between the two of them, they immediately panicked.

Emergency surgery? What kind of situation was this?

Moreover, the two doctors looked very serious, which was even scarier than the doctor of the emergency Department of Internal Medicine.

He was not afraid to say how serious it was, but those were rare accidents. What he was most afraid of was the doctor's gloomy face, running so fast that he didn't have time to explain in detail.

The patient's family members were smart people. They were frightened by Zheng Ren and Su Yun.

After the patient was pushed into the operating room, CEO Wang had just finished the surgery. He saw Zheng Ren pushing a patient in hurriedly and asked in surprise,""What's the situation?"

"The Kirschner needle was released at the far end, the epineurium of the aorta and the media were damaged, and cardiac tamponade was detected," Zheng Ren said hurriedly.

"..." President Wang was stunned.

"Send the patient back, then come back and help me." Zheng Ren said without any trace of politeness.

At this time, when he said to President Wang to help, he really did.

In 912, he would still be polite to Department Director Wei and professor Feng. But this was Sea city, and he was facing director Wang. There was no need to be polite.

"Alright," he said. Director Wang knew that the situation was urgent and immediately sent the patient down with the assistant.

"President Zheng, I told you that you're busy. Every time you come back, you have to perform surgery overnight." Chu Yao Zhi said as he helped Zheng Ren carry the patient onto the hybrid operating table.

"Hey, I just happened to run into you." Zheng Ren was also speechless.

If he wasn't here, he might not be so busy.

However, in the Department of digestive medicine, a patient might suddenly die within a day or two. The death would be inexplicable and silent.

Perhaps, this kind of thing happened every day.

With the help of big pig's trotter, Zheng Ren was able to detect, diagnose, and treat them early, thus preventing tragedies from happening again and again.

"How many are you planning to make tonight?" Chu Yan Zhi continued to nag.

"I don't want to do it either." Zheng Ren said helplessly,"I'll be free later. The chief's drip is finished. Let's take him home and go out for supper."

"Yiren said she's ordered a meal, but President Zheng is rarely so generous. You guys must be earning a lot in the capital. You're such a stingy guy, yet you're treating us to a meal?" Chu Yan Zhi asked.

He didn't want to eat because he found it annoying and a waste of time, not because he was stingy. Zheng Ren cursed in his heart, but he did not explain. Instead, he said,""General anesthesia. Remove the aortic stent first, then open up the chest,"

"What diagnosis?" Chu yanran asked.

"Epicial aortic ulcer, cardiac tamponade, and Kirschner needle freedom at a far end," Zheng Ren said.

"Wow, a Kirschner needle?" Chu Yan Zhi jumped.

"Hurry up and administer anesthesia." Chu yanran was busy and said with some disdain,""Is your ulcer serious, President Zheng?"

"It's serious. We're considering that it was caused by a Kirschner needle cut. The media and inner membrane have been affected, and it might burst at any time. " Zheng Ren went to wash his hands when he saw Yiren busy preparing for the surgery.

Haicheng's emergency treatment was not as good as imperial capital 's. Although the Chu sisters' skills were not bad, there was still a certain gap between them and old he.

However, Zheng Ren felt that everything was fine. As long as the situation in Westwood did not happen, everything would be fine.

The last time he was resuscitated in Westwood, he really had a psychological trauma.

After he washed his hands and the anesthesia ended, Su Yun called to say that the patient's family had already signed the preoperative consent form and that they could start the surgery immediately.

Su Yun took the x - ray to the patient's family and explained the patient's condition. Zheng Ren disinfected the patient while recalling the image in his mind.

There was no difficulty in dealing with an aortic stent. As long as it did not burst, he just had to put the scaffold in.

"Yanran, pay attention to your phlegm." Zheng Ren warned.

"I know." "I just heard it," Chu yanran said."There's a lot of wet luoyin in my lungs. Don't worry, President Zheng."