The Surgeon's Studio

"Instructor Mao?" Zheng Ren's voice came through the phone again.

Mao Chi calmed himself down and pretended to ask casually,""Boss Zheng, what are you doing?"

"There's a consultation at the Massachusetts General Hospital. Director Luo happened to see me perform an operation where I stuck a toothpick into my liver, so I'm going for the consultation. " Zheng Ren said.

"..." Mao Chi smiled bitterly.

What the hell is a consultation request from Massachusetts General Hospital?

Not to mention the Massachusetts General Hospital, even the large tertiary Grade A hospitals in the imperial capital rarely had consultations.

In addition to the tasks of the health care group, the only consultation that maochi had heard of in the past two years was the interventional bullet removal and embolism incident that he was going to tell professor Zhang just now.

As for what he was doing today, it was called saving the stage, not a consultation.

And the toothpick was stuck in the liver ... What the hell was this?

"Hello? The signal is so bad?" Zheng Ren's confused voice came from the other side of the phone, interrupting Mao Chi's thoughts.

"Boss Zheng, there's something I need to trouble you with," Mao Chi said,"one of my young brothers was trying to perform a stent on the external ilicoid vein and the inferior vena cava, but the stent ran away. It went into the heart ..."

"Oh?"

Without waiting for Mao Chi to finish, Zheng Ren on the other side of the phone immediately became excited. "Let's stop discussing it," he immediately said."There's a surgery. It's a heart surgery!"

"What illness?" Another young and familiar voice was heard.

"Instructor Mao, is the patient in your Department?" Zheng Ren asked excitedly.

"Boss Zheng, No. I'm working in an International Hospital. " Mao Chi was speechless.

Why didn't he hear any fear in boss Zheng's words when he talked about such a troublesome matter? instead, he seemed to be excited and eager to try.

Did I not make myself clear?

There was such a possibility. Boss Zheng must have heard it wrong.

Mao Chi paused, feeling a little uneasy. If boss Zheng was young and rash, misheard the illness, and rushed over excitedly, it might cause the matter to be inexplicable.

"Boss Zheng," he coughed and said,"the big frame didn't hold on and fell into the heart."

"Yes, yes, I know." "Let's remove it with an interventional surgery first. It'll be fine if it can be taken out,"Zheng Ren said excitedly. If it didn't work, he would have to open up his chest and his heart. Instructor Mao, is there any sign of circulatory Cycle Revolution over there? Are there any anesthetists?"

"..." Mao Chi really didn't know what to say this time.

What did he not know?

"I have a cardiopulmonary bypass machine, but I don't know if it can be used. Anesthetist, there shouldn't be anyone who knows how to perform cardiopulmonary bypass. "

"It's fine, I'll bring my men there directly. " "Instructor Mao, we'll head over now. Please wait for a moment on your side," Zheng Ren said.

"Oh, thanks."

In the end, Mao Chi forced himself to calm down and did not forget to thank him.

He hung up the phone, still in disbelief. Boss Zheng's skill level was actually this high?

"Chief, who are you calling?" Professor Zhang had just woken up from his daze and asked curiously.

"Go back to the Department and check on the patient. I'll wait for someone here." Mao Chi said.

"En!" Professor Zhang seemed to be in high spirits. He was definitely waiting for the people from the 912 cardiothoracic Department.

He did not hear it clearly just now, but he felt that the director's tone was a little polite. Could it be old Gu?

Professor Zhang was a little more confident now. Old Gu was an academician at the Chinese Academy of Engineering. It should not be a big problem to get old Gu to perform the surgery.

As long as the patient did not die, the matter would not continue to ferment.

He got out of the car, greeted instructor Mao, and walked into the inpatient department. Professor Zhang's footsteps lightened at the thought of old Gu's arrival.

Mao Chi stood at the entrance of the inpatient department, holding a mobile phone in his hand, his hands behind his back, looking at the vast night.

Could boss Zheng really do this surgery? Maochi kept thinking about this question.

If it was an interventional surgery, boss Zheng should be able to do it. Boss Zheng seemed to have recently operated on a patient with a heart valve tumor, so it should not be a big problem to perform the surgery.

Thinking of this, Mao Chi smiled bitterly.

Was he also going to find someone to save him?

A sense of pride rose in his heart, and Mao Chi gave Zheng Ren a call.

"Boss Zheng, I'll send the patient to the stage first. Someone will pick you up in the Department. You can go directly when you arrive." Mao Chi said.

"Okay, okay, we're already on the bus." "I'll be there in half an hour,"Zheng Ren replied.

"International Hospital, third floor, Ward 11." Mao Chi left the address and turned to go upstairs.

Professor Zhang was not surprised that Mao Chi came up on his own. He did not care about so many things now.

It was a good thing as long as someone came to save the situation.

The patient was given low - molecular heparin as an anticoagulant. On the electrocardiogram, a series of rapid and regular QR waves with a frequency of 200 to 220 times per minute could be seen. Most of the QRS wave groups did not expand or deform, and they maintained the shape of a patient's chest. ST - Segment depression and T - wave inverted were common.

Such a high heart rate would induce complications such as cerebral hemorrhage.

Seeing that the patient was in a bad state, Mao Chi knew that he could not delay any longer. It was better for him to go up and take a look at the situation first. If he could pull the big frame out, that would be perfect.

Although it would be a waste of time for boss Zheng, it was not unreasonable for someone with a heart to guard him.

At most, he would treat boss Zheng to a meal. This was considered helping him out, so he should do it no matter what.

The patient was sent to the operating room at the fastest speed. Mao Chi didn't care how professor Zhang explained the patient's condition to the patient's family. He went directly to the operating room to change his clothes and prepare for the surgery.

Before he went on stage, he didn't forget to ask professor Zhang to leave someone behind to wait for boss Zheng and his group in the ward area.

In the hybrid operating theater, the patient was under general anesthesia.

Instructor Mao brushed his hands as quickly as he could. The anesthetist's nervousness could be seen. The strength of the anesthesia was average, and the serious MSHD was almost out of control.

He performed puncture, inserted the guide wire, and the catheter before he began to perform angiography.

Mao Chi did not even wait for professor Zhang to go on stage. He called out to him, pulled some of professor Zhang's doctors, and started the surgery.

The angiography showed that the shadows of the inferior vena cava and the right atrium started at the opening of the hepatic vein and ended at the right atrium.

Mao Chi was very nervous.

However, he did not panic. Instead, he performed the surgery step by step.

Because of the presence of the iliotomy vein, which affected the surgery, Mao Chi first set up a large scaffold at the location of the iliotomy vein to remove the narrow section.

Then, he put the capture device in.

The right atrium was divided into two parts: the front and back. The front part was called the inherent right atrium. At the back was the cavedus, the inner wall of the venuous vessel was smooth, and there was the superior and inferior vena cava respectively.

There was an ear - like protrusion in the upper front of the inherent atrium, called the right heart ear. The inherent inner wall of the atrium was not smooth, and heart function was hindered, causing blood flow to be slow.

As the inner wall of the atrium was not smooth, the large frame was stuck in the wall. Maochi had failed twice.

He calmed himself down and prepared for his third attempt.

"Instructor Mao, please wait a moment." Zheng Ren's voice suddenly came from the walkie - talkie.