The Surgeon's Studio

"I and ..." Director Geng subconsciously said two words and then stopped. He realized that he was not close to boss Zheng, but Zhou chunyong was!

It was rumored that the two directors of the Department of interventional services in Beijing had fought with each other many times because of the TIPS technique.

There were even more terrible rumors, but they gave director Geng a glimmer of hope that Zhou chunyong would be able to hire boss Zheng.

"We're looking for boss Zheng. Do we do interventional surgeries or open up the chest?" Director Geng probed.

"Old Geng, this is what you should be asking." "You don't really think that interventional surgery can solve the problem, do you?" Zhou chunyong asked.

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"Thoracotomy, of course," Zhou chunyong continued,"thoracotomy under the use of a CFA machine. Boss Zheng has performed this hybrid surgical method the most. He has already started a new attempt."

"A few days ago, on the day boss Zheng won the Nobel Prize, there was a live broadcast of a double petal transplant surgery. Did you watch it?"

Department Director Geng shook his head in confusion.

"Interventional angiography? check the capillaries and reduce bleeding? you're not even watching such a major surgery." Zhou chunyong patted director Geng's shoulder and said,"watch more live broadcasts of the surgery. We're all old now. What boss Zheng is doing is the real hybrid surgery!"

Hearing Zhou chunyong's words, a flame of hope rose in director Geng's heart.

As long as it could solve the problem, it didn't matter if it was boss Zheng who solved it or someone else.

The keyword that Zhou chunyong had mentioned was hybrid surgery. Director Geng knew this, but he did not have the time to think about it carefully. The fire was burning his eyebrows, but he had to look at the present.

"I'll go and tell chief MA. You can ask boss Zheng to come here, and then go through the hospital. " Director Geng said very sensibly.

Zhou chunyong nodded and suppressed the joy in his heart.

"Old Zhou, do you think we should still try to get the foreign object out by means of intervention?" Director Geng asked.

"Let's give it a try. If it works, the child won't have to suffer. " Zhou chunyong said,"it will take at least an hour for boss Zheng to come here. I just asked, and he's still in surgery. "

"You ..."

"What about me!" Zhou chunyong didn't panic at all. He said,""Let's hurry up and give it a try. "

Department Director Geng didn't have time to waste on this. It was good that the problem could be solved. No matter what Zhou chunyong was thinking, he knew that boss Zheng was standing behind him. It was a form of silent support in itself.

He contacted chief MA, and he went to the operating table with Zhou chunyong. After Zhou chunyong changed his clothes, he walked out of the operating room and explained the current situation to the patient's parents. He emphasized that he had invited boss Zheng, who had just won the Nobel Prize on 912.

Almost all doctors have to do the same thing in this area. I've tried my best.

There was always a limit to a person's strength. After all, doctors and patients "family members had the same goal. However, one was to work hard, while the other was to wait at the bottom. Different perspectives and different psychological expectations would naturally produce different results.

Both chief MA and Zhou chunyong only did one thing, which was to lower the psychological expectations of the patient's family members.

No one could guarantee that the operation would be successful. If it failed, the family had a psychological expectation that they would not break down and do anything out of line. As for what to do after that, it would depend on how he dealt with it.

He had already done his best anyway, so he had a clear conscience.

Zhou chunyong was already used to spending half of his energy outside of medical treatment, so he did not even complain. This kind of operation had become a normal process and had to be strict.

After explaining the child's condition, Zhou chunyong gave his wife a few more words of advice while the patient's family members were still teary-eyed before he went to the operating theater to prepare for the surgery.

The operation room was filled with people. Although there were only a few nails in the air passage, who knew what would happen?

The people from the related departments stood guard in the operating room, waiting for emergency treatment to be performed at any time.

After the general anesthesia was over, Zhou chunyong put on a lead coat and went to wash his hands. Two directors of a large tertiary Grade A hospital in the capital came to the stage at the same time, and it could be said that they attached great importance to this matter.

In terms of technical level, it was also the highest level of intervention that could be brought out in the country.

If it wasn't for little boss Zheng's trump card, Zhou chunyong could have patted his chest and said that he couldn't do it, and no one else could do it!

He washed his hands, laid out the sheet of paper, and prepared for the surgery.

The airtight lead door closed slowly. Zhou chunyong acted as the assistant and let Department Director Geng perform the surgery.

The position of the surgeon and his assistant was a little strange, and it was different from when he usually performed femoral artery puncture, so he could only try his best to get used to it.

Chief MA was a little nervous. This kind of nervousness was the kind that came after there was a certain hope. It was not like the previous hospital-wide consultation where he was already a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water.

Previously, he had judged that the success rate of the operation was only 20%, and all that was left was to go to the medical investigation Committee endlessly to solve the mess left behind by this matter.

However, Zhou chunyong's appearance and boss Zheng's invitation had finally raised chief Ma's evaluation of this surgery to an acceptable level.

Although the image of the eight stapler nails on his chest kept reverberating in his mind, it was not something that could be taken out by human hands. However, every time he thought of this, he would be shattered by a bullet.

The interventional removal surgery of cardiac bullet embolism was still fresh in chief Ma's memory.

This surgery could be considered boss Zheng's first surgery in the medical circle in the imperial capital. Before this, he was only a little famous in the 912 hospital. The Affiliated Hospital of the medical University also became a backdrop for this surgery.

However, boss Zheng's surgery was so good that he could not even give a diagnosis. Boss Zheng only took a look at the scan and took it out after intervention.

The patient was discharged three days later. Even he himself was dumbfounded. He did not feel anything before and after, so how did he take out a bullet like magic?

What he was doing now was just an attempt, an attempt that was almost certain to fail. After that, boss Zheng would come and perform surgery under the help of the CFA machine. That would be the real show!

He looked at the screen silently. The tracheostomy tube had been inserted, and the mini fishing device had also been inserted.

However, with the mechanical ventilation of the ventilator, the miniature fishing device seemed to be trying its luck as it caught the nails in the airway.

Every time director MA vaguely saw the miniature fishing device and the stapler, his heart would be in his mouth.

If it could be solved with minimally invasive means, that would be the best method!

However, the outcome disappointed him every time. The miniature fishing device couldn't catch the tiny nails at all. With each ventilation of the ventilator, the position of the nails would more or less change.

Zhou chunyong tried his luck and managed to catch the stapler, but when he heard the sound, he bumped into the surrounding organization and the stapler fell back in.

As time passed, the practitioner changed from Department Director Geng to Zhou chunyong, and from Zhou chunyong to Department Director Geng. But the same thing was that no one succeeded.