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Chapter 1723

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After Lao He saw Chief Mao, he returned to the anesthesiology department. As long as there were no major problems with emergency surgery, it was impossible to not accept it.

Moreover, Chief Mao was young and his physical condition was very good. His condition was critical and he could be considered a 'standard' emergency patient.

As he returned to the department, Lao He reported to Chief Xu.

This was how things were. If he disturbed someone's sleep in the middle of the night, he would definitely be scolded. However, if he did not call, Chief Xu would most likely reprimand Lao He the next day.

Why was his life so bitter? Lao He felt very helpless.

Sure enough, when he reported that Chief Mao of the Science and Education Department wanted emergency surgery, Chief Xu was only very unhappy. He grunted a few times to indicate that he understood and hung up the phone.

Lao He was waiting for the patient to be sent away.

Although it was only acute appendicitis and only an epidural anesthesia was needed, Lao He did not dare to let his guard down.

He carefully checked the emergency medicine and the machine before he was relieved.

His luck in this life was not very good, so Lao He was used to being careful.

Thinking back to the scene of him going to Nanyang and the First Affiliated Hospital of the Imperial Medical University with Boss Zheng, Lao He was a little happy and almost whistled.

When would Boss Zheng be able to set up his own business? If that was the case, his life would be as beautiful as it could be.

Even if he had to squat in the operating theater every day, he would be willing.

Soon, Chief Mao was sent over. Lao He prepared to give Chief Mao an epidural anesthesia.

Chief Mao's condition was very bad. Her reaction was slow and her nerve reflex score was very low.

"Old Wu, why do I feel that something is wrong?" Lao He was not in a hurry to anesthetize her. Instead, he waited for Professor Wu to come up and ask.

"What's wrong?"

"She can't move. I asked her to turn over, but she didn't move." Lao He looked at Chief Mao and was a little worried.

"It's infectious toxic shock." Professor Wu also felt very innocent. He sighed and lowered his voice. "Four … five hours ago, I suggested emergency surgery, but she insisted on holding on. In the end, it was quite perforated. If the nurses and doctors hadn't discovered it in time, who knows what would have happened tomorrow. "

Lao He frowned and missed Boss Zheng very much.

He always felt that something was wrong with what happened today. Perhaps it was because he was too comfortable with Boss Zheng. If it was someone else, he would not be used to it.

There was no way to delay it. Lao He could only give Chief Mao an epidural anesthesia with the help of Professor Wu and the Chief Resident.

The surgery went smoothly, and the appendix did not mischievously hide.

It turned out that he had thought too much. Lao He heaved a sigh of relief.

Under the laparoscope, the perforation of the appendix was very serious. It took a lot of effort to remove the appendix and deal with the infection in the abdominal cavity.

After sending Chief Mao back, Lao He heaved a sigh of relief.

Another patient with chest trauma came. Lao He didn't have time to think about it and hurriedly went to anesthesia.

It was a busy night. He didn't sleep until six o 'clock in the morning.

When he was done, Lao He drank some water and calmed himself down. He was still old. When he first started working, he could still play basketball the next day after performing surgeries all night.

But now, his spirit really couldn't keep up.

Feeling a little uneasy, Lao He went through the patients who had been treated that night from the beginning.

Logically speaking, there was nothing wrong.

He was thinking too much. Lao He sighed and laid down to take a nap before handing over his shift and going home. It was a pity that the emergency surgery at night did not have Boss Zheng's stage.

As soon as he laid down, before he could close his eyes, his phone started ringing.

Lao He's heart trembled, his premonition might have come true.

He quickly picked up his phone and glanced at it. It was a special needs ward.

He hurriedly picked up the call. "Hello?"

"Doctor He from the anesthesiology department?" It was a girl's voice. She was probably a nurse from the special needs ward.

"I am. What's wrong?"

"Professor Wu asked me to call you for an emergency consultation."

"What happened?"

"Chief Mao has urinated and defecated," the young nurse said in a low voice.

"…"

Lao He's mind buzzed.

What appeared in his mind was the puncture of the epidural anesthesia, which damaged the blood vessels and compressed the spinal cord, causing the patient's lower limbs to be paralyzed …

He jumped up from the bed. Lao He felt his vision swaying, and he almost fell to the ground because of postural hypotension.

He put on his clothes and jogged to the special needs ward in the shortest time possible.

The atmosphere was depressing. The young nurses in the corridor who were changing the patient's dressing were very silent and in a hurry.

Lao He rushed to Chief Mao's ward and saw Professor Wu's face as dark as water. He was in the middle of a physical examination.

Chief Mao was sobbing, as if she could not take such a big blow. Her entire person was already in a state of absent-mindedness.

When Professor Wu was examining her, no matter what he said, she did not seem to be conscious and did not cooperate.

Actually, there was no need for her to cooperate. The reflex of both lower limbs was extremely weak. This was an objective fact.

Professor Wu glanced at Lao He and took half a step back.

Lao He still refused to believe it and personally examined her body.

As expected, both lower limbs were paralyzed!

What he considered was the problem of the chest and waist.

Not to mention whether the paralyzed person was the head of the science and education department of the hospital, a perfectly fine patient was paralyzed just like that? There was no explanation for this matter. It would not make sense no matter what!

Lao He's face was pale, and his hands began to tremble.

"Lao He, let's go and do a CT scan together." Professor Wu did not add insult to injury. The two of them were tied together.

Even if it was confirmed that it was a problem with anesthesia, Professor Wu would not be able to escape.

First, he would make a clear diagnosis, and then … he would talk about the future in the future.

Lao He nodded.

With an intravenous drip, he sent Chief Mao to the CT room.

When the image appeared in front of him, Lao He's legs went weak and his vision went black.

Chief Mao's chest had a very obvious space-occupying change in the eighth to ninth segment.

Because it was an epidural anesthesia for the lower abdomen, Lao He clearly remembered that he had chosen to insert the needle at the first position of the chest.

Did it really cause a hematoma and pressure on the nerves?

Professor Wu also saw the radiographic films and shook his head. He took a deep breath, patted Lao He's shoulder, and brought people to send Chief Mao back.

Lao He sat in the CT room for a while in a daze. His mind was in a mess.

He did not think of anything and just sat on the chair in a daze.

The doctor in the CT room knew Lao He. After he finished his work, he came out and patted Lao He's shoulder, sighing.

"Lao He, go back and rest. The chair on my side is cold. You … Pay more attention to your body. "

Lao He was stunned.

"Do you want to go to my duty room to rest for a while?" He saw that Lao He's condition was not right and was afraid that something would happen to him, so he asked again.

Lao He was sad and smiled bitterly. "I'm fine. I'll be fine after resting for a while."

Another emergency patient came to do a CT scan. He did not have time to comfort Lao He, so he turned around and went to do his work.

Lao He felt depressed.

He had just hugged Boss Zheng's thigh, why did such a big thing happen …

Boss Zheng?

Lao He suddenly thought of that honest smile.

Ask?

Did he think that his skill level was low?

Did he not ask?

What if there was a turning point in such a big matter?

Lao He struggled for nearly a minute before he picked up the phone and made a call.

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