The Surgeon's Studio

Feng Jianguo stood at the surgeon's position and looked carefully at the patient's abdominal cavity, which was like a hundreds of straw clothing. There were at least 20 positions where the intestinal sutures had been placed.

This works too? He was entranced.

This was not a standard surgical method, and it did not even exist in any medical scientific conjecture.

There was already a faint trace of blood in the area between the anastomosed incisions.

The appearance of blood circulation meant that the postoperative recovery would be much better, and the possibility of a leak in the anastomosed area would be very small.

But if he cut the intestine like this, how was he going to write the surgery record ...

"Xiaocao, you've seen the surgery process, right?" Feng Jianguo thought for a moment and used the large tweezer in his hand to knock on the zipper that Quan xiaocao was holding.

"Uh ... I ... Did." Quan xiaocao seemed to have realized that a nightmare was approaching her.

"Alright, go back and write down the surgery record." After Feng Jianguo finished speaking, he immediately began to suture the peritoneum. He did not give Quan xiaocao a chance to refuse.

It was better to let the young people do this job. The surgery probably took five to six hours, and it would take at least ten hours to write the surgery record.

That was not all. After writing it, he still had to revise it repeatedly. This surgery record alone was equivalent to the writing work of ten ... No, twenty patients.

"Brother Feng, we'll be going off first." Su Yun went to the sink to wash her face. When she came back, she used a sterile tube to wipe her face.""Use your medicine normally. We'll go and have a look tomorrow."

"This afternoon," Zheng Ren glanced at the sky outside the window.

"Are you still going home?"

"I'm not going back. I'll smoke a cigarette and sleep. " Zheng Ren said.

"Boss Zheng, I have something to tell you." Lin Ge said with a smile.

"Is there something?"

"It's just a small matter. It's nothing much now, so I'm just reporting it to you. Two days ago, when you were isolated in the community Hospital, do you still remember that you had an interventional embolism surgery for a patient with liver cancer in the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery?"

Zheng Ren stood up and greeted Feng Jianguo. He turned around and walked out of the operating room. Lin Ge followed Zheng Ren with a smile.

"I remember. I went to take a look after the surgery, and the situation was good. According to our original plan, we should have a CT scan tomorrow and the day after, then ..."

As he spoke, Zheng Ren furrowed his brows."When I went to see him, the patient vomited three times. My family seems to have some objections to this, and I have explained it in detail. Is it about this?"

"Director Lin, has the patient filed a complaint?" Su Yun followed behind.

"Well, let's go to the changing room and talk." "I'm afraid boss Zheng won't be able to perform the second stage of the surgery,"Lin Ge said.

When he arrived at the changing room, Zheng Ren recalled the patient. There was no problem with the surgery.

Even if it was reported as a case and published in the magazine [radioactive science], there was an 80% chance that it would pass with all the medical data.

If the tumor was removed after a perfect level surgery, the patient's five - year survival rate would be about 60%.

He had been busy with all kinds of things for the past few days. The patient with Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery was fine after the surgery, and the side effects were relatively mild, so he did not continue to pay attention to him.

Did something happen? What would he complain about? Zheng Ren was silent.

"Director Lin." Su Yun took out a cigarette box and flicked her wrist. A cigarette jumped out.

Lin Ge lit a cigarette and opened the window. He smiled and said,""I've asked Department Director Kong and professor yang about the patient's postoperative nausea and vomiting. They said that it was a normal postoperative reaction, and it was not very serious. "

"Division Chief Lin, we all know about the patient's condition. What happened? why is there no news from me?" Zheng Ren frowned.

"It's just a small matter. After some discussion, the hospital administration has decided not to inform you. " Lin Ge laughed."You're too busy over there. It's already may, and there's only about 100 days left before the judging of the Nobel Prize. The Academy will definitely help you."

“……”

Zheng Ren was speechless.

It was reasonable for her to have a smooth journey to 912. However, nothing happened to him at all. This was too surreal.

That was why Zheng Ren was mentally prepared for this. However, he did not realize it at all and was exposed by Lin Ge.

Seeing Zheng Ren's silence, Lin Ge told him the truth.

On the second day after the surgery, the patient experienced nausea, vomiting, and fever. When Zheng Ren and Su Yun went to see the patient after the surgery, he was in a better condition, and the patient himself was quite satisfied with the treatment.

However, that night, even the hospital administration Department did not know what happened, but the attitude of the patient and the patient's family members took a sharp turn for the worse.

On the morning of the third day after the surgery, when professor yang was making his ward rounds, the patient said that she vomited more than ten times the day before and had no strength at all.

When he asked the patient's family members about the situation, the patient's family members said that he vomited more than 20 times and even asked what caused this situation.

At that time, professor yang felt that something was wrong. He reported the matter to the medical Affairs Department while continuing to observe the condition.

On the fourth day after the surgery, the patient's symptoms continued to worsen. Based on what he had said, there was at least one ion disorder. As for other complications, there was no telling how many more.

However, the reports of various emergency checks indicated that the patient's condition was stable, and the highest temperature during relaxation was 38.2 degrees Celsius.

The fever was due to the necrosis of the tumor tissue. It was a normal phenomenon for the body to absorb heat. It was a regular relaxant fever, not the kind of continuous fever that was associated with infection.

The patient was lying on the bed, complaining that he was dizzy and could not get down.

However, according to the night doctor and the patient in the same Ward, he was in a good mental state that night and even wandered around the hospital for a long time.

According to his rich clinical experience, this was a patient who would have disputes, and professor yang attached great importance to this.

After all, this involved boss Zheng, and his interventional surgery could be said to be perfect. If there were problems in his management of the patients, professor yang would feel that it was inexcusable.

He continued to report the situation to the hospital administration Department. Professor yang was a ruthless person. He arranged for an in - Service training personnel to follow the patient around the clock and get an extra bed.

All fake tricks would be seen through by the 24 - hour surveillance.

Whether it was the number of times he vomited or the weakness in his body.

In less than a day, the patient felt that he could no longer continue the act. Together with his family members, he complained to the hospital and the doctor that they did not believe them.

Professor yang only said coldly. Even a Department - Level cadre in 912 did not receive such treatment from a specialized Doctor Who followed them 24 hours a day.

Moreover, all of this was to better study the process of the patient's condition, so as to grasp the situation and let the patient recover and be discharged as soon as possible.

In the end, the in - Service training doctor found out that the patient's nausea and vomiting were probably an act. At the very least, he had only seen the patient vomit once.

It was called vomit, but it was only food that was not chewed carefully enough. There was no stomach acid.

In other words, the patient was pretending to vomit. The in - Service training doctor made a record of the incident and sent a picture to professor yang.

During this period of time, the doctor would personally take her temperature to prevent any possible fraud.