The operation is quite difficult, and compared with elephant nose surgery, it is two completely different surgical methods.

The success rate is even lower than the elephant nose surgery, which is known as the most difficult cardiothoracic surgery. As for heart transplantation..., it is not difficult at all.

Zhao Yunlong wanted to take this surgery himself for at least seven or eight hours.

It is better to use the platform with Su Yun, the speed can be faster.

When he arrived at the ward, what caught Zheng Ren's eyes was the pale face of the patient's family.

It seems that I was frightened by Director Lin just now.

However, Director Lin is right. If he is not here, the patient is 100% likely to die.

Zheng Ren did not communicate with the patient's family, but took out the stethoscope from Zhao Yunlong's pocket and first gave the patient auscultation.

The system panel is red, and there is nothing special about the diagnosis. It is all diagnoses that Zheng Ren has already judged.

The difficulty of diagnosis and treatment of this patient lies in surgery rather than diagnosis. It is completely opposite to the difficulty of cardiac ion channel disease lies in diagnosis.

The damp rosy can be heard in both lungs, mainly the right lung.

The patient has not yet reached the state of toxic shock, but it is probably almost the same.

After a brief examination of his body, Zheng Ren said, "Is Xiao Feng here?"

"Here I'm here, I'm afraid of an accident, so I asked him to come with me." Su Yun did everything without missing a trace.

"Then go on stage."

"Mr. Zheng, is the operation very sure?" Zhao Yunlong asked a little nervously.

"Big." Zheng Ren told the truth.

Zhao Yunlong was silent for a moment.

This is too true. I just asked casually, shouldn’t Boss Zheng be modest and said that the operation is difficult, so why should he watch it?

"You just listen with your left ear and your right ear." Su Yun patted Zhao Yunlong and said, "What surgery is not difficult?"

Zhao Yunlong thought about it, and grinned and directed the doctor on duty to take the patient up.

Zheng Renze returned to the department to get his glasses for the microsurgery and went straight to the operating room.

"Boss, are you here?" Su Yun and Zheng Ren entered the locker room in the operating room and asked directly.

Zheng Ren nodded.

He knew that Su Yun was talking about cardiothoracic surgery, not interventional surgery.

"I'll do it?" Su Yun asked tentatively.

"No, it's too difficult." Zheng Ren said.

Su Yun was a little dissatisfied, but his expression became a little solemn.

My boss is still let go.

If it is a general surgery, including IPS surgery, he will quickly stand in the assistant position after others mature, and would rather use hemostatic forceps to hit the surgeon.

Today's surgery is probably really difficult.

"We need to have a microsurgery." Su Yun asked, looking at the equipment Zheng Ren was carrying.

"It probably is." Zheng Ren said: "Watching the movie, the outer membrane of the aorta has almost been eroded. For a long period of the thoracic aorta, you have to be extremely careful when you want to peel off the abscess. If you are careless, the blood will go to the chamber."

"I remind Lao Zhao to carry consumables with large blood vessels, such as blocking forceps and artificial blood vessels." Su Yun said it and did it. Zheng Ren described it simply, and Ke already had a picture in his mind.

Bright red blood squirted to the roof and then fell like it was raining.

The surgeon, assistant and nurse in the operating room looked innocent, and let the blood rain pour out his face.

Rescue? It’s no longer meaningful. It’s important to think about how to explain it to your family.

Zheng Ren didn't stop him.

In the system operating room, I failed nearly thirty times before I gradually became proficient.

The operation is difficult, and even in the later stages, Zheng Ren is not 100% successful.

Once a problem occurs, the vascular blocking forceps block the aorta and replace the artificial blood vessels as soon as possible is also a solution that can be tried.

Although postoperative sepsis is highly likely, it is much better than being helpless.

Entering the operating room, Xiao Yiren was busy.

First prepare consumables for interventional surgery, and then follow the table.

Such surgery is rare, and two of them were given in the equipment bag alone.

Zhao Yunlong was moving the patient, and the old He on duty asked happily: "Mr. Zhao, is Boss Zheng following the operation?"

"Yeah." Zhao Yunlong asked the patient to lie flat, comfort him, and smooth the closed drainage tube without discounting it.

The patient's right lung airway was eroded and was already in a pneumothorax state.

The first time the chest vial came, Zhao Yunlong put it in. Otherwise, the patient would not be able to survive now.

Smoothing the chest tube is also a small detail that is easily overlooked.

I thought it was nothing to do with the chest cavity closed drainage. But when the chest tube was broken, the effect of the chest vial was completely lost.

At that time, the ventilator will blow in and the patient will soon develop tension pneumothorax.

Zhao Yunlong looked at him as big as three, but when he went to the operating table, he was as careful as his hair.

"Xiao Zhao, who is the second-tier class today?" Lao He said while inserting the film of the surgical patient into the reader.

"Professor Zhang." Zhao Yunlong said in a muffled voice.

"Well? He is on duty? He actually agreed to the operation?" Lao He asked in surprise.

"No. Isn't this Director Lin there? It's decided directly." Zhao Yunlong said.

"Old Zhang published a paper and gave a lecture, but the surgery was more fashionable." Old He smiled and Director Lin supported Boss Zheng on behalf of the Medical Office. The meaning of this was so great.

Lao He asked: "How is Boss Zheng's level of cardiothoracic surgery?"

"I don't know, I haven't seen him do it too hard." Zhao Yunlong said: "When I was in Nanchuan Town, after the ventilator was transported, he took a generator to drill into the ruins for interventional surgery."

"I guess it's not bad." Old He was full of expectations.

"Who knows?" Zhao Yunlong felt a little uneasy.

Lao He began to anesthetize and intubate.

After the tracheal tube is inserted, the sputum is sucked out, and the black and yellow sputum is sucked out.

Looking at the color of the phlegm, Lao He frowned.

"Mr. Zhao, why are the patients so severe?" Lao He asked.

"Well, this is a very serious one. The key is that it takes too long to delay. If you find out earlier, you can perform the surgery with a mediastinoscope and an esophagus." Zhao Yunlong sighed.

"The doctors in township hospitals are quite unreliable, but they can't blame others." Lao He said: "Medical care is an elite type of work. If you expect local hospitals to be at the same level as you, how can that be possible?"

"This is pretty good." The nurse who was preparing surgical instruments with Xie Yiren interrupted and said, "When I was in school, the school doctor was really unreliable. No matter what disease, I was given penicillin. Later, antibiotic control was strict and Isatis root was started."

"What serious illness can students have?"

"There are indeed not many people who are sick." The nurse said: "At first we didn't know whether the school doctor was reliable. A classmate lost weight and lost two apples a day. After eating them for a week, he successfully lost 10 kilograms. We went out to celebrate."

"..." Lao He looked at the nurse, his eyes filled with the light of you being stupid.
Chapter completed!