"Director Zhang, you know the matter. You can tell me whatever you think." Xiang Heping finally said helplessly after he calmed down: "Your old man doesn't have to pick up good words, and there is no taboo."

"Old guy..."

"Director Zhang, to be honest, I'm trying to find a solution. Just tell me whether it's conservative or surgery, and tell the truth." Xiang Heping said with a tough bullet.

"I guess there is a high probability that there will be no problem, at least there will be no complications like paralysis." Director Zhang of Orthopedics said: "A chest CT is checked two weeks after the operation. I consider complications such as soft tissue swelling of the posterior edge of the spinous process of the chest 12, but it will not affect function."

"What if it's surgery, what are you going to do?" Xiang Heping asked.

Speaking of surgery, Director Zhang of orthopedics coughed twice. After thinking about it for a while, the entire operation process had already come to his mind.

After all, if the surgery is done, it is just a very small operation, not a major operation that is so difficult to replace the entire cervical spine.

"If it is surgery, cut it open and separate it layer by layer, reveal the lumbar 1 lamina, grind and drill holes, and then bite off the right hemi-lamina of the waist 1. Clear cerebrospinal fluid should flow out, and then you can see the catheter. Pull the catheter out of the epidural, and the postoperative time is relatively short, and theoretically there will be no adhesion or mechanization."

"Then it is to repair the dura mater, repair the bone window, stop bleeding around it, and close it layer by layer."

When I thought of biting off the right half-lamina of my waist, Xiang Heping's brain buzzed.

He had seen orthopedics undergo vertebral surgery, and the blood vessels on that side were extremely rich. If you accidentally get a hematoma after the operation, it would cause both lower limbs...

Thinking of this, Xiang Heping no longer dared to think about it.

Her legs became softer and weaker. Xiang Heping leaned against the wall of the operating room and squatted slowly.

This is different from ordinary medical accidents. If it is a medical accident, it is clear to the patient's family, even if you bear the cost of the surgery yourself, ask a professor from the imperial capital to do this orthopedic surgery, including the postoperative nutritional expenses and mental loss expenses, plus compensation...

As long as the problem can be solved with money, it is okay, but this time it is his own old man, Xiang Heping's mind is dizzy and can't move at all.

Director Zhang of the Orthopedics also sighed when he saw Xiang Heping's appearance.

He looked at Director Ou and asked, "Director Ou, do you have any good suggestions?"

"Uh..." Director Ou pondered for a moment, thought for a while and asked, "To be honest, this is the first time I have encountered this situation."

"I don't know very well what to do. Director Xiang is also an old anesthesiologist..."

Director Ou was a little sloppy when he said the rest.

"If I encounter a situation that cannot be solved during the operation, Director Xiang, you also know that it seems that I had brought you from home that time." Director Ou continued.

It was a surgery two years ago. There was extremely severe intestinal obstruction. When I opened it during the operation, I was stunned and couldn't do it at all. At this time, I either directly locked my abdomen and went to the higher hospital. However, Director Ou stepped down and told the patient's family that he did not agree with it. He had no choice but to invite a professor from the imperial capital to help save the Taiwan.

After 9 hours, the operation was finally completed.

At that time, because he was worried about anesthesia, he called Xiang Heping from home in the middle of the night to see the operation.

A small county has the benefits of a county town. Everyone looks up and sees each other. There are few people in the land and are easy to talk to.

"You mean..." Xiang Heping asked in a stern voice.

"It's useless to guess here. After all, it's like a mountain. Do you know any professor in the imperial capital? Ask me if there is a good idea." Director Ou suggested.

"Good solution... what can I do?" Xiang Heping squatted on the ground in frustration, saying sadly and depressedly.

"You can't think so. The level of the masters of the imperial capital is still very high. Besides, the number of surgeries on the other side is too large and there are many accidents. Old Xiang, you can ask a question, what if there is a way?" Director Ou advised.

It's okay to ask, but who should I ask? Xiang Heping thought Director Ou's proposal was correct. He took out his cell phone and hesitated.

Anesthesia is different from surgery.

The surgeon is invited to use a big-handed flying knife. The doctors have close contact and the cost of running the flying knife. The relationship is still very good. But I have heard of surgical flying knife, but there are few things like asking someone to do in anesthesia.

Relationships... I know them all, but that is because I know others, and they may not know them.

Xiang Heping hesitated for a moment, edited a WeChat message, and sent it to all the directors of the Anesthesiology Department of the Imperial Capital whom he knew.

...

...

"Boss Zheng, if you have time, I would like to ask you to give me a tip for minimally invasive surgery." Professor Yang raised his glass and said happily.

The patient was like Boss Zheng predicted. He woke up after the operation and got out of bed and went to the bathroom by himself in the middle of the night. Professor Yang was still worried that he would not be able to do so, and he was afraid of any postoperative side reactions, so he stayed with him for one night.

Later I found out that I was too nervous, but there was no good idea. Something happened during the technique, so how could the savage not be nervous?

The next day, I had a one-day stress test, and the third day I checked the CT and found that the pseudocyst of the pancreas was drained thoroughly. I just waited for recovery and found time to remove the stent.

This matter came to an end, but the impact it brought to Professor Yang would not pass for a while.

Learn hard with Boss Zheng. This is a sentence that is finally gathered from thousands of words.

"Brother Yang, you're so polite." Zheng Ren said with a smile and raised Baishui in his cup.

"It's not that you are polite, it's the real thing. You don't know that I almost scared me to death at that time. If you want to say that I'm so brave, I'm really small." Professor Yang said.

"Brother Yang, let's go." Su Yun and Professor Yang touched a glass, finished drinking, and asked with a smile: "By the way, did you buy the lottery when you came home that day?"

"..." Professor Yang shook his head.

Going home? I sat in the hospital all night that day, but I didn’t even dare to close my eyes. I went home, how big the heart was.

"I went back and studied the flat knot tied on the bracket by the guidewire. It was such an exquisite work of art." Su Yun said, "I studied it with Lao He for a long time, and later I sent my ideas to Mayo."

"..." Professor Yang was speechless. It would be bad to have contact with Mayo in this way.

"It's a pity that I didn't buy a lottery ticket, Lao He, what do you think... Hey, the message sent to you by my little lover?" Su Yun glanced at Lao He and asked when he saw him holding his cell phone and seemed to be thinking about something.
Chapter completed!