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Chapter 1522

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"Drinking on an empty stomach is indeed easy to develop gastric stones," Chief Wei said. "So now I have to eat something if I want to drink two mouthfuls. Cold wine hurts the lungs, hot wine hurts the liver, and no wine makes me sad. "

"Chief Wei, ignore him. He doesn't drink, but he keeps saying that drinking is bad." Su Yun looked at Zheng Ren disdainfully. The disdain in his words was obvious.

"The patient is 45 years old this year. He said that his upper abdomen had been uncomfortable for two months. Recently, he had stomach pain and took some medicine orally. He couldn't tell what he had taken. However, the symptoms have not improved. In the past two days, he had black sparse stool. When he came to the hospital for a check, he was shocked. "

Chief Wei quickly changed the topic from drinking.

"Did he take sodium bicarbonate orally?" Zheng Ren asked.

"After he was admitted to the hospital, he took sodium bicarbonate orally, but the effect was not good. There is white moss on the stone of the stomach stone. It can't be melted at all. " Chief Wei said, "I went to the endoscopy room in the morning to try the stone, but I couldn't put it in at all, and I couldn't use any strength. In the end, I discussed with the family and decided to perform surgery to remove the stone. "

"Tsk tsk, amazing," Su Yun praised.

He did not know if he was talking about the stone or something else.

Chief Wei put on the stockings slowly, especially when he was talking to Zheng Ren and Su Yun. His speed was even slower.

Zheng Ren saw that Su Yun was eager to try, but in the end, he held back.

He had a bad feeling in his heart. It seemed that Su Yun had worn stockings … or had someone wear stockings? It seemed that he was very familiar with it.

Forget it. He was already angry when he said that he was drinking. If he said that he was wearing stockings, would he fall out with him?

It was better to be honest for a while. Zheng Ren just smiled.

"Chief Wei, do you also wear elastic stockings in the observation deck?" Zheng Ren asked.

"The great saphenous vein is already gone. I don't want to do surgery yet."

"Why?" Zheng Ren was a little surprised.

"Mao Chi of the vascular department is also called a surgeon? The surgery is not good at all, "Chief Wei said disdainfully.

He was afraid that Chief Mao's surgery was not good. Zheng Ren immediately knew the essence of the problem.

Chief Mao Chi's surgery was quite good.

Besides, even if it was not possible, he was still the Chief Surgeon of the Department of Vascular Surgery in a large-scale Class Three Grade A Hospital like the 912. He could still perform a varicose vein surgery.

One had to know that this could be said to be the smallest surgery in the vascular surgery department.

If they could not even get it done, it would be better for the 912 to shut down the Department of Vascular Surgery.

However, Director Wei would rather have his mother wear stockings on stage every day than to perform a "minor" surgery.

Zheng Ren thought Director Wei was a little cute.

Noticing their expressions, Chief Wei sighed and raised his head. "Look."

There was an 8cm surgical incision on his neck. The healing was good, and the scar was already very thin, especially when one was old and the skin was loose. Under the cover of the skin, the incision was almost invisible.

This position was the incision for thyroid surgery.

Zheng Ren and Su Yun immediately realized it.

"Many years ago, when I was on duty, I would rub my neck while correcting medical records." Department Director Wei said with a smile, "He suddenly felt an adenoma on his thyroid. At that time, this guy wasn't small anymore. At that time, my heart skipped a beat and I thought I was done for. "

"Male, single, high possibility of thyroid cancer."

Zheng Ren smiled at Chief Wei.

Other than follicular cancer, thyroid cancer could not be excluded from the list of cancers. Commercial insurance no longer provided reimbursement, and the international medical community was prepared to no longer call it cancer.

Moreover, Director Wei was sitting there unscathed, which proved that he was fine.

"Later, I went to the gland surgery department for surgery. At that time, thyroid surgeries were still performed with enhanced local anesthesia, "Chief Wei said in a long-winded manner. "I'm still a junior doctor, and I've also rotated in the gland surgery department. It's so easy to explain to patients."

He made a hand gesture and said, "Raise your neck back and hold on for half an hour."

"Yes, what happened to you at that time?" Zheng Ren asked.

"When I went on stage, the anesthesiologist was happy when he saw me. He gave me a cervical plexus anesthesia, and then the old chief went on stage and gave me enhanced local anesthesia. The anesthesiologist was afraid that I would be in pain, so before the surgery, he gave me a half dose of Dolphin. "

"What happened after that?" Zheng Ren was curious.

"After lying down for five minutes, I couldn't take it anymore." Even after many years, Chief Wei still had lingering fears.

"It was difficult to breathe, and my heart was racing. I felt like I was dying."

"Was it self-perception?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Yes, but not all," Chief Wei said. "My disciple … Jianguo told me that my heart rate was only 76 beats per minute. However, I felt that my heart rate was at least 150. Ten minutes later, my throat was hoarse and I couldn't even speak clearly. "

"That's called Yun Zhaoyue. You can sing opera now. You'll have food to eat! "Su Yun joked.

"Don't talk nonsense. At that time, the old chief of the gland was scared out of his wits. He searched for a long time and said that it was far away from the recurrent laryngeal nerve. He couldn't touch it. How did my throat become hoarse?"

"Scared? You're really promising. "Su Yun said intentionally or unintentionally.

"Who knows? Anyway, I almost kicked the equipment table in the end. After coming down, I sat in the ward, drank some water, smoked a cigarette, and asked the nurse to give me a Dolphin. I slept until the next morning and I was fine. "

"Chief Wei, don't you know that you can't drink water for six hours after the surgery?"

"It's local anesthesia. Why can't you drink?" Chief Wei smiled and said, "But after that, I know that it's really not easy for patients. Anyone who lies on the operating table will feel uncomfortable. You've never lied on it before, so you definitely won't understand that feeling. "

"Tsk tsk."

"From then on, it was a chronic illness." Chief Wei sighed.

"Thinking about the surgery makes your heart beat faster, right?" Su Yun smiled.

"Of course, so the matter of the great saphenous vein, let's just leave it at that." Chief Wei sighed and said, "It's not fatal. I'll be careful. This disease is considered an occupational disease and no one cares about it. "

"You still have to report it as an occupational disease …" Zheng Ren chuckled and remembered something. "Chief Wei, the great saphenous vein can be interventional surgery. Local anesthesia, you can walk back after the surgery and it won't hurt. "

"Ah? Interventional surgery? "Chief Wei was surprised.

"Ultrasound-guided intracavitary radiofrequency closure for varicose veins in the lower limbs," Zheng Ren said seriously. "The surgery isn't difficult. If you're willing, I can do it for you if our vascular department doesn't have any."

"Does it hurt?" Chief Wei asked with a worried expression.

"No, ten minutes. It saves you half an hour to put on your socks." Zheng Ren accidentally told the truth.

However, Chief Wei did not seem to notice that Zheng Ren's words were unpleasant. He hesitated.

"There's no rush. Take your time to think about it." Zheng Ren was anxious to go in and watch the surgery for gastric stones. He quickly said, "If you want to do it, you can do it anytime. There's no need to fast water. It'll be done in a few minutes. If you're willing to contribute, I'll contact Xinglin Garden to do a live broadcast of the surgery. "

"…"





Note: Yes, this is my experience.

The lonely and desperate feeling of lying on the operating table during the surgery is really not good.

From then on, I can empathize with it and don't think that the patient is pretentious. Because that feeling is really uncomfortable.

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