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1702 was complained

Feng Jianguo stood in the position of the surgeon and looked carefully at the patient's abdominal cavity, which looked like a patchwork closure, at least 20 intestinal sutures.

This is OK? He was fascinated by the sight.

This is not a standard procedure, and there is no medical scientific conjecture.

There was already a faint bloody color between the anastomosis mouths.

The occurrence of blood circulation means that the recovery after surgery will be much better, and the possibility of anastomotic leakage will become very small.

But how to write the surgical record in this way...

"Xiaocao, you can see the operation." Feng Jianguo thought for a while and knocked the hook that Quan Xiaocao was holding with the big tweezers in his hand.

"Uh...I...I've seen it." Quan Xiaocao seemed to have realized that a nightmare was coming towards him.

"Okay, go back and write the surgical record." Feng Jianguo finished speaking, and immediately began to suture the peritoneum, not giving Quan Xiaocao a chance to refuse.

Let young people do this work. It is estimated that the operation will take 6 hours and the operation records will take at least 10 hours.

This doesn't count, and you have to revise it repeatedly after writing it. Just this surgical record is equivalent to ten... no, the writing workload of twenty surgical patients.

"Brother Feng, let's go first." Su Yun went to the handbag to wash his face. After coming back, he wiped his face randomly with a sterile mid-lane and said, "Use medicine normally, let's take a look tomorrow."

"It's this afternoon." Zheng Ren glanced at the bright sky outside the window.

"Are you going home?"

"I won't go back, just smoke a cigarette and go to bed." Zheng Ren said.

"Boss Zheng, there is something I'm just right to tell you." Lin Ge said with a smile.

"Is there something wrong?"

"A small matter, isn't this nothing left? Report it to you. When you came back from isolation in a community hospital two days ago, did you remember a patient who had an interventional embolization surgery for liver cancer in the hepatobiliary surgery department?"

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

"I remember, after the operation, I took a look and it was in good condition. According to the original plan, I should check the CT tomorrow and the next day, and then..."

As he said that, Zheng Ren frowned, "When I went to see, the patient felt nauseous and vomited three times. The family seemed to have some objections to this, so I explained in detail. Is this the matter?"

Su Yun followed up and said, "Director Lin, has the patient complained?"

"That's right, let's go to the locker room to say." Lin Ge said: "I'm afraid Boss Zheng can't do the second phase of the surgery."

When he arrived at the locker room, Zheng Ren recalled the patient, and there was no problem with the operation.

Even if it is reported as a case report to the magazine "Radiology Science", all the video data will be passed with an 80% chance.

With perfect-level surgery, tumor removal is postoperatively, and the survival rate of patients with more than 5 years can reach about 60%.

These days, the patient with liver and gallbladder had nothing to do after the operation, and the side reaction was mild, so he didn't continue to pay attention.

Something happened? What did he want to complain about himself? Zheng Ren was silent in his heart.

"Director Lin." Su Yun took out the cigarette box, shook his wrist slightly, and a cigarette jumped out.

Lighting the cigarette and opening the window, Lin Ge smiled and said, "The patient was nauseous and vomiting after the operation. I asked Director Kong and Professor Yang of the liver and gallbladder. They both said it was a normal postoperative reaction, and it was not a very serious type."

"Director Lin, we all know the condition. What happened? Why didn't I have any letters on this side?" Zheng Ren frowned.

"This is a small matter, the Medical Department decided not to notify you after discussing it." Linge smiled and said, "You are too busy, and it's already May. There are more than 100 days left to review the Nobel Prize. The hospital must protect you."

“…”

Zheng Ren was speechless.

It is reasonable to come to 912. But there is nothing at all, it is too fantasy.

So Zheng Ren was mentally prepared, but he didn't expect that he didn't realize it at all, but was told by Lin Ge.

Seeing Zheng Ren silent, Lin Ge told the truth.

The day after the operation, the patient developed nausea, vomiting and fever. When Zheng Ren and Su Yun went to see the patient after the operation, he was in good condition and the patient himself was quite satisfied with the treatment.

But even the medical department didn't know what happened that night, but the attitude of the patient and the patient's family took a sharp turn.

On the morning of the third day after the operation, when Professor Yang was checking rounds, the patient said that he had vomited more than 10 times yesterday and now he has no strength at all.

When asked the patient's family about the situation, the patient's family said they had vomited more than 20 times and asked what would happen to this situation.

At that time, Professor Yang felt something was wrong. While reporting this matter to the Medical Department, he continued to observe the condition.

On the fourth day after the operation, the patient said that the symptoms continued to worsen. If he listened to his own statement, at least there was an ionic disorder. As for other complications, there might be many more.

However, various emergency examinations indicate that the patient is in a stable state, relaxed heat, up to 38.2 degrees Celsius.

Fever is caused by necrosis of tumor tissue, and the normal absorption of heat in the body is the most normal manifestation. Moreover, it is regular relaxation heat, not the kind of continuous fever caused by concurrent infection.

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

But according to the night shift doctor and the patients in the same ward, he was in good spirits at night and had been wandering in the hospital for a long time.

Based on rich clinical experience, this is a patient with disputes, and Professor Yang attaches great importance to it.

After all, it involves Boss Zheng, and the interventional surgery is perfect. Professor Yang feels it is unreasonable to have problems with his own management of patients.

He continued to report the situation to the medical office. Professor Yang was also cruel. He arranged for a further study staff member to ask for an extra bed, and followed the patient 24 hours a day.

All fake tricks will be exposed by this 24-hour uninterrupted surveillance.

Whether it is nausea, vomiting, or weakness.

In less than a day, the patient felt that he could not continue acting and complained to the hospital with his family, but the doctor did not believe them.

Professor Yang just said coldly that the specialized doctor followed 24 hours a day, and no department-level cadres in 912 did not receive such treatment.

And all this is to better study the condition so that patients can recover as soon as possible.

As a result, the doctor of the study found that the patient was nauseous and vomiting should have been made, at least he had only seen the vomit once.

It is said to be vomit, but there is only food that is not chewed fine enough, but there is no gastric juice.

In other words, the patient was pretending to vomit. The doctor of the study made a record of the matter and took a photo to Professor Yang.
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