"Director Ma looks pretty good in this suit when you stand in the middle of us." Huo Congjun laughed heartily, and the sound was so loud that the flies in the corridor stopped flying.
Director Ma wore a white coat and stood in the middle of a few members of the inspection team. He also looked around happily and said with satisfaction, "Let's go. I should move around too. If I don't move, my body will rust. Old Huo's suit fits me quite well … "
"Director Ma, you should go back and practice a little more. You look better in a white coat. Your body is still in good shape," Huo Congjun replied casually. He did not go against his conscience.
However, Director Ma was quite happy. In his opinion, Huo Congjun's temperament and behavior were very straightforward. Therefore, what he said was more credible.
"When I go back this time, I definitely have to practice more. I can't just work all day." Director Ma patted Huo Congjun's back with great emotion.
Although he was staying in the VIP ward this time, because he was Ling Ran's patient, he was naturally Huo Congjun's patient. After a few days, he had a better impression of Huo Congjun.
The impression of coming to the hospital as a leader and staying in the hospital as a patient were obviously different. It was especially so for critically ill patients. It was easy for them to develop a sense of dependence on doctors. Some patients would even romanticize their feelings. Director Ma did not have any romantic fantasies about the old and faded Huo Congjun, but he still quite liked to chat with him.
There were actually not many people who liked to chat with Comrade Huo Congjun.
For example, the other people in the same inspection team did not have much desire to chat.
A few people followed Director Ma in a slightly dull manner. Compared to before, they were a little less attentive.
Of course, it was just a little less and a little more dull.
However, Director Ma was in a sensitive state, and he could even smell this slight change. He knew why. He had just been seriously ill, and whether he could still be competent in his previous position, whether he could still prove that he was competent in his previous position, and most importantly, whether he could still keep his previous position had become an unknown.
It was not strange that the other people in the inspection team would have such thoughts.
Because of this, Director Ma was more eager to return to work than ever. The premise was that his body had recovered — liver cancer was still very scary. If his body couldn't recover, even if Director Ma was allowed to continue working, he would have to think twice.
"Chief Ma, everyone, let's change our clothes." Huo Congjun entered the changing room on the operating floor, greeted the huge nurse at the door, and asked for a pile of large-sized scrubs.
The senior nurse glanced at them and knew that they were bringing their leaders around. She could not help but ask, "Department Director Huo, which operating theater do you want to see?"
"I'm from the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery." Huo Congjun did not avoid the topic.
Originally, they were going to enter the operating theater to take a look. The surgical floor of the Inpatient Department of Yun Hua Hospital did not have a visitation room like the Emergency Medical Center. Therefore, if a doctor wanted to watch the surgery, he could only do so through a video or enter the visitation room.
Surgeons had long since gotten used to being visited by others. Interns, colleagues who appeared on a daily basis, reporters, department directors, and so on would occasionally appear. In any case, once a surgeon started performing a surgery, forget about leaving the operating theater, even when he turned around, he had to be careful not to move too much. He could not run away.
Huo Congjun even had the intention to let the huge nurse in so that a group of people would not appear in the operating theater and affect the operation in the operating theater.
Chief Ma and the others still looked like they were doing a surprise inspection. They were dressed neatly, just like when they inspected the ICU previously. The "young man" in the team held a pen and walked while recording the inspection.
Huo Congjun followed closely behind and watched them step open the operating theater door of the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery.
What entered his eyes …
It was a sea of red.
Two people were bending down to pick up the gauze and mopping the floor. The gauze was soaked in blood, and it was scattered around the operating bed. More of it could be seen in the trash can.
He Yuanzheng only turned around and glanced at the crowd before he lowered his head and continued to search for the bleeding point without saying a word.
Of course, he was angry and resentful. If he could explode in the small universe, He Yuanzheng would definitely make a big explosion at the king level to prove his strength, slap Huo Congjun in the face, and even give the Emergency Medical Center a hard blow.
However, he did not explode in the small universe, and he did not find the bleeding point either. This also made him not in the mood to receive Chief Ma and the others.
Since the surgery was already like this, it was useless to talk about receiving them.
And in the depths of his heart, He Yuanzheng also hoped that he could find the bleeding point in the next second so that he could get out of his current awkward state.
In fact, it was very normal to encounter bleeding during hepatectomy. Healthy people would not perform hepatectomy, and most of the patients who underwent hepatectomy had relatively poor physical conditions. For example, Lu Wanjia, who was lying on the operating table right now, had abnormally weak blood vessels.
Generally speaking, it did not matter if he encountered weak blood vessels. By blocking the blood flow, the surgeon had relatively more time to deal with the bleeding. He Yuanzheng was also experienced in this kind of situation.
However, the human body was very unpredictable.
When the bleeding could not be dealt with in a relatively good time, the surgeon would be in an awkward state like this.
The blocked hepatic portal had to be released to prevent organ necrosis due to prolonged ischemia. On the other hand, the blood that gushed out was as turbid and viscous as Western-style thick soup. It would be doubly difficult to find the small bleeding point in it.
This was a terrible surgery, a terrible surgery that every surgeon encountered. If they performed surgeries frequently enough, surgeons would encounter one or two similar surgeries every month, or even a few similar surgeries. Some patients would even die on the operating table because of this.
He Yuanzheng was not unfamiliar with this, but he did not expect that the timing would be so bad. It was exactly when he encountered this terrible surgery, and Chief Ma brought the inspection team to check on him.
"How much bleeding?" Huo Congjun also asked with concern.
"3,500." He Yuanzheng nodded slightly. The assistant beside him answered with a face full of depression.
The patient was still relatively young, and his condition was not as serious as other patients who had similar surgeries. Naturally, it was even more disappointing to encounter such an extreme situation.
Be it He Yuanzheng, the chief surgeon, or the young attending physician who was his assistant, they were in an extremely bad mood at this time. They even felt a little self-denial.
This was like a student doing a test paper. No matter whether the test paper was easy or difficult, when you got a score that was far lower than your usual score, even a bad student would feel a little depressed, especially when many people saw this score.
Chief Ma frowned and said, "What's the situation now?"
"Intraoperative bleeding is a relatively common accident during hepatectomy. It is very dangerous and difficult to deal with." Huo Congjun's voice was not loud, and He Yuanzheng could hear it.
He Yuanzheng felt inexplicably grateful. Huo Congjun's answer could be said to be very pertinent.
Chief Ma asked, "Was it also like this when I performed the surgery?"
"No, your surgery ended in less than an hour, and it was very smooth. The total amount of bleeding seemed to be only one or two hundred," Huo Congjun answered.
Chief Ma nodded in understanding and asked, "What should we do now?"
"Find the bleeding point, suture it, continue to replenish the blood, and continue to complete the surgery." Huo Congjun paused for a moment and said, "Sometimes, the bleeding point is very difficult to find, so …"
"I see." Chief Ma decided to encourage He Yuanzheng, so he asked calmly, "Department Director He, how is it? Are you confident that you can find the bleeding point?"
He Yuanzheng naturally knew that at this time, he should cooperate and say that he was confident, but … he had been looking for the bleeding point for half an hour, how could he have the confidence to say that he was confident?
There was an unusual silence in the operating theater.
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