912. Chief of the Vascular Department, Mao Chi, looked at the thoracic aortic stent surgery operated by the double-guide wire. He was intoxicated.
He did not care about the part where the micro-guide wire operated the superselection. It had nothing to do with the Vascular Department.
However, the thoracic aortic stent surgery was a surgical method of the Vascular Department. The surgeon did it cleanly and neatly. The surgery was actually not difficult, but the surgeon's technique was extremely exquisite. All sorts of subtle details showed an outstanding standard.
His phone rang, interrupting Mao Chi's train of thought.
"Turn off your phone!" Mao Chi roared angrily. It was a very unpleasant thing to be interrupted at that moment of inspiration.
When he thought about it again, he did not know when it had happened.
He turned around and saw that it was Chief Resident Su Tianci. Mao Chi glared at Chief Su fiercely and scolded, "Have you seen the surgery? This is teaching. Who gave you the guts to not turn off your phone! "
Su Tianci did not dare to retort. He turned off his phone in embarrassment, but after thinking about it, he still came to Mao Chi's side and whispered, "Chief, Boss Zheng has returned to Sea City."
"I don't care who went where. You're now … Huh? Who are you talking about? "Mao Chi finally realized what Su Tianci was talking about and asked curiously.
"Boss Zheng, Wang Liang said that he returned to Sea City last night. Now, he has just performed a thrombectomy for Crohn's disease combined with superior mesenteric vein embolism," Su Tianci said in a low voice.
Mao Chi's expression was a little strange.
Superior mesenteric vein embolism? This was very rare. As for the thrombectomy, the difficulty could be big or small. Seriously … Why did Boss Zheng perform the surgery in Sea City? If only he could take a look at it in 912.
"Sigh." Mao Chi sighed.
"Chief, what's wrong?" Su Tianci asked.
"If only I could perform the surgery here at home. It's always good to go to the observation platform," Mao Chi said with some regret.
"Uh, I asked Wang Liang for the surgery video." Chief Su did not mention the previous phone call. Explaining at this time seemed to be slapping the chief in the face.
He only said the matter and did not explain.
"Pa ~" Mao Chi slapped Su Tianci's arm, giving him a fright. "If there's a video, why aren't you playing it quickly? You're dawdling here!"
Su Tianci smiled bitterly. Aren't I reporting to you? He did not know what was wrong with the department director today. He had watched the thoracic aortic stent implantation surgery dozens of times and even asked everyone to share their thoughts.
Was that something a human could do? Experience? Let's talk about it when he has a split personality.
Seriously, he did not dare to complain and quickly used his phone to receive the video. The traffic was depleting quickly, and he felt a little heartache.
The surgery appeared on the screen.
Since the surgical process was recorded in the operating room, there were no previous puncture steps. The first thing that came up was angiography.
Portal vein puncture, angiography showed that there were more than a dozen locations of embolism in the superior mesenteric vein.
This surgery was very difficult. Mao Chi frowned.
He put himself in the position of the surgeon and sighed at the difficulty of this surgery.
The fresher the thrombus, the easier it was to remove.
However, it was also directly related to the size of the blood clot. For example, the blood clot of the patient in front of him could be removed with a few large Mao Chi. As for the other small blood clots, they could not be removed at all.
However, it wouldn't leave much of an impact. As long as the catheter was inserted for thrombolysis and the catheter was removed 24 to 48 hours later, it would be fine.
This was how the surgery should be done. Mao Chi was sure in his heart.
However, the level of the surgeon was indeed very outstanding. The surgery was not fast, but it was very stable. The thrombectomy device went straight in and removed a large blood clot without hesitation.
Mao Chi nodded. If it was him, there should be no problem. Yes, there should be no problem!
That was what he thought in his heart, but there was a voice in the deepest part of his heart telling him that if he were to perform the surgery, he would never be able to remove the large blood clot so cleanly and neatly.
He had to try at least three times … No, it should be about five times.
The surgery continued. It was still neither fast nor slow, so steady that it made one's hair stand on end.
A few large blood clots were taken out one after another. The surgery was about to end, Mao Chi thought to himself. Next, it should be catheter thrombolysis. He did not know how the surgeon used …
Just as he thought of this, Mao Chi saw the thrombectomy device enter the patient's superior mesenteric vein again.
12 ″ later, a small blood clot was taken out.
It was the same operation as before. It seemed that the size of the blood clot did not affect the surgeon's operation at all.
As the small blood clot was completely removed, Mao Chi's body became stiff. Mao Chi understood this operation, but he did not understand it at the same time.
The reason why he understood it was because the intention of the operation was very simple. It was the same as before. It was to remove the thrombectomy device and remove the blood clot.
He did not understand it because the surgeon's intention was too simple, but the operation was too difficult. He wanted to take out such a small blood clot? The difficulty was not ordinary.
No matter how much Mao Chi did not want to admit it, he still had to face reality at this time — he could not do this operation of removing the blood clot.
It was really a little scary. He did not know how high the success rate of Boss Zheng operating the thrombectomy device was to remove such a small blood clot.
A 100% success rate? That was impossible. There was a fundamental difference between what was shown on the image and what was seen directly with the naked eye. Every blood vessel circuit and the speed of blood flow in the blood vessels would have a considerable impact on the removal of the blood clot.
However, Boss Zheng's level was really high. It seemed that he had to find an opportunity to get close to him when he came back, Mao Chi thought to himself.
His body seemed to soften a little. He wanted to change his position to look at it. When he was old, his waist would be uncomfortable if he stayed in the same position for a long time.
However, before he could move, the thrombectomy device once again coldly entered the superior mesenteric vein. The tortuous vein did not cause any confusion to the surgeon. The thrombectomy device continuously changed direction under the subtle operation. It did not even seem to touch the wall of the blood vessel. It moved forward all the way to a small blood clot.
The thrombectomy device opened, clamped the blood clot, and removed it.
The whole process was extremely simple. Mao Chi was dumbfounded.
One time might be luck, but what about two times? There were still more than ten small blood clots behind. Could the surgeon remove them all without making a mistake?
God knew!
But after watching the operation this time, Mao Chi vaguely had an idea that even he himself couldn't believe rose in his heart.
He should be able to remove all the blood clots without any accidents.
The surgery continued, and the demonstration classroom was quiet.
The surgeon's operation was very simple. There was nothing that they could not understand. They were all the most classic and basic operations in textbooks.
However, even though that was said, none of the many doctors who were doing it dared to say that they would be able to remove the blood clots as smoothly as the surgeon. Even the largest blood clots had to be tried a few times.
If they tried a few more times, they might succeed. However, the fresher the blood clot, the softer it would be. As long as the strength was not right, it would immediately shatter.
Operating a thrombectomy device that was tens of centimeters long was completely different from manual surgery. The smaller the patient's trauma, the more difficult the surgery would be.
'This surgery is really f * cking inhuman,' Su Tianci thought to himself.
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