"You have excellent technical level, but as a doctor, especially in grassroots hospitals, often the doctor does not rely on technical level, but on other things..." As he said that, Director Pan turned around and looked at the door, "For example, this kind of thing."

"The reason why I don't say anything is to let you feel it yourself, experience it, and summarize a set of effective ways for you. If I am gone in the future, you won't be numb."

"After all, with me here, I can handle the huge basket. If I am not here, I will not be able to do it." Director Pan said lightly.

Zheng Ren finally realized that he was neglecting something important in the emergency department of the First Hospital of the City at that time.

"But you kid is really promising!" Old Director Pan patted Zheng Ren's shoulder and thumped, "I went to 912 in a few months. There are so many things that are not applicable on that side."

As he said that, Director Pan lowered his voice and laughed loudly, feeling refreshed.

There is no regret, only the pride and joy of watching the little beast grow up in the family, becoming the king.

Zheng Ren still didn't say anything, and his heart was a little throbbing.

When he returned to the custody room and took a look at the patient, he asked Director Pan to take Wang Qiang to the operating room first to prepare, and took the patient with him.

The journey from ICU to the operating room is a journey of repeated and crazy temptations on the edge of the Gate of Hell (404).

The patient can survive to the operating room and start the operation. If something happens on the road, Zheng Ren can't do anything.

After all, this is the aorta!

Bleeding, death, only in a moment.

No accidents imagined happened. Zheng Ren calmly took the patient to the emergency room. Along the way, he chatted with the patient briefly to calm the patient's anxiety.

When he arrived at the operating room, he carefully carried the patient to the operating table, and Zheng Ren turned around to brush his hands.

"Boss Zheng, I'll help you as an assistant." Wang Qiang also came over and brushed his hands together as expected.

Zheng Ren didn't say anything, just nodded.

In fact, with Zheng Ren's level, he could not use his assistant at all. But he was kind enough. He rushed over from the Second Municipal Hospital to deliver consumables with just one phone call, which was more or less a favor.

Wang Qiang was very happy to see Zheng Ren nodding.

He didn't realize before that the man around him was actually a world-class big guy, but he just thought he was a hospital officer in an emergency department with great luck. So Wang Qiang hadn't realized how precious it was to be able to see Zheng Ren's surgery with his own eyes.

Unexpectedly, the opportunity fell from the sky, and the unshaven deer in his heart began to bump into him uneasyly.

Wang Qiang went to disinfect, and Zheng Ren directly placed the list. This time, Zheng Ren did not go through the carotid artery pathway, but through the femoral artery.

After puncture, built-in arterial sheath, Zheng Ren began to work blindly.

Wang Qiang said: "Boss Zheng, I told Teacher Gao about your return. He told Teacher Liu that he would be there in a while."

"They are coming." Zheng Ren habitually crossed his left and right hands, chatting with Wang Qiang indifferently.

The peak-level interventional surgery level exceeds one or two major levels of all interventional physicians in the world, and is a crushing attitude.

As for Wang Qiang's realm, in Zheng Ren's eyes, it does not exist at all.

The aortic dissection is very serious, but the operation is relatively simple. Except for Director Miao, who suffers from other emergencies, it is not a big deal for Zheng Ren.

"I heard that you are back, Teacher Gao is very happy. He said that the operation today was postponed and that he would take you to do teaching surgery no matter what you say." Wang Qiang smiled and said.

"Let's talk about it." Zheng Ren said lightly.

"Hmm?" Wang Qiang was stunned for a moment.

"Antiography." Zheng Ren suddenly said lightly.

Wang Qiang was just surprised that Zheng Ren "refused" to teach the surgery, but heard him say about angiography.

Is it so fast? The screen in front of me just lit up, and Zheng Ren said that he started to step on the line after the imaging.

However, the catheter has reached its position, just as soon as it is waiting for the contrast agent to enter the blood vessels to see the patient's blood vessel condition.

So fast? Wang Qiang has never seen a blind fuck directly into the blood vessels and squirts after crossing the line.

Although femoral artery puncture is not difficult to enter the abdominal aorta through common iliac, it is also performed under visual conditions.

Just fuck blindly...

"Ba~" the hemostatic forceps hit Wang Qiang's left radial styloid process.

"Where is the surgery, concentrate." Zheng Ren said lightly.

He is already very accustomed to having a hemostatic forceps on his hand during surgery. If there is any unpleasant place, he will knock it directly over, which is better than speaking.

Many professors like to scold people and throw equipment. Zheng Ren doesn’t like it, and he feels it’s so useless.

It was very comfortable to tap with hemostatic forceps. Zheng Ren felt relieved in an instant. The haze in his heart also dissipated a little.

Uh... Wang Qiang felt pain.

The pain was only a moment and did not cause substantial damage. He had sweat on his back. He watched the live teaching operation and saw the hemostatic forceps flying and the sound of slapping was constantly. It was very refreshing to watch, but the feeling of knocking on his wrist was completely different.

Another "pa~" sounded softly.

"What are you thinking?" Zheng Ren was really unhappy this time, with a little blame in his words.

This is an emergency rescue operation, how can you get distracted twice in a row?!

Wang Qiang was ashamed, immediately put away all kinds of selfish thoughts and began to scan the imaging with concentration.

A high-pressure syringe injects contrast agent into the aorta, which can clearly see the patient's chest and abdominal aorta that has a large area of ​​tear.

"Stent." As soon as Zheng Ren finished speaking, Wang Qiang opened a stand and handed it to Zheng Ren.

This is the most basic operation, as long as you are not distracted, there is no problem.

Zheng Ren walked in the bracket. The bracket was Changfeng and was very familiar with it.

...

Director Pan sat outside and watched. The contrast agent entered, showing that the patient's aorta was very severely torn. He nodded and smiled.

Zheng Ren is really trustworthy.

An acute aortic dissection, even in the provincial capital, requires at least one vascular cta to be diagnosed.

However, Zheng Ren's level is high, so he was diagnosed with B-ultrasound. Director Pan did not question it, and even personally came forward to explain the condition to the patient's family.

This kind of confidence is rare.

Mr. Wang was silent.

He didn't want Boss Zheng to make a diagnosis, but felt it was a bit incredible. He just went down and took a casual look and found a mistake in diagnosis. Such patients were routinely sent to orthopedics, and then...

When he thought of the sudden death of the patient in the middle of the night, although it had nothing to do with him and was the fault of the orthopedic doctor, Wang Qiang instantly recalled his experience in medical treatment over the years and immediately found that several patients might have died because they did not find similar diseases.

In an instant, his sweat fell.

All the pride and pride that had been before disappeared.

It seems that I am far behind Boss Zheng.

Surgery live room
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