However, even if Zheng Ren pushed the vascular CTA to the limit, he could not find any abnormal vascular proliferation near the back of the thoracic 12-lumbar 1 vertebra. Therefore, the evidence pointed to Lao He's operational error, causing bleeding, compression of the nerves, and causing the patient to be paraplegic.
However, he did not give up.
There was not even an abnormal proliferation of blood vessels. How could an experienced anesthesiologist like Lao He make such a low-level mistake?
Moreover, the needle was inserted into the thoracic 12-lumbar 1, but the location of the bleeding was at the thoracic 8-9 vertebra. The difference was too big.
There must be a problem!
Zheng Ren narrowed his eyes. He frantically searched for similar literature reports based on all kinds of films in his mind.
Time flew by.
Ten minutes later, Su Yun returned with Lao He. He saw Zheng Ren sitting in front of the screen like an old monk in meditation.
Su Yun did not say anything. Instead, he sent Lao He back to the anesthesiology department and ran back.
This time, he was very quiet and did not nag about anything. He sat silently beside Zheng Ren and looked at the radiographic films together.
Lao He was also considered one of them. Encountering such a thing, no one would be willing.
When it was almost time for work, Professor Liang finished changing and walked in.
"Eh? Boss Zheng? Why are you here? "Professor Liang asked in surprise.
Zheng Ren remained motionless like an old monk, like a rock.
Su Yun looked back at Professor Liang and shook his head.
"Brother Yun, what's wrong?" Professor Liang came over and asked softly.
As he asked, he looked at the radiographic films.
The radiographic films were very simple. Dr. Liang took a look and was stunned.
It shouldn't be an external injury. Could it be a medical accident? Professor Liang was very smart and quickly guessed the truth.
His breath was stuck in his throat, and he felt very aggrieved. He didn't know who was the unlucky one this time, but the sorrow of a fox mourning the death of a rabbit filled his heart.
More and more doctors were working in the CT room, but Zheng Ren turned a deaf ear to them. He stared at the scans motionlessly.
Chief Chu came in and prepared to hand over the shift. When he saw Zheng Ren, he smiled and asked, "Boss Zheng? Are you free today? "
"Chief Chu, something happened to Chief Mao's surgery. The boss is looking at the radiographic films to find the problem." Su Yun quickly stood up and whispered into Chief Chu's ear.
He didn't mention Lao He.
Even now, Su Yun still had a glimmer of hope. He held onto Lao He's hand tightly, unwilling to let go no matter what.
As long as the boss didn't stand up and say no, it meant that there was hope! In the past six months, countless things had left Su Yun with this "illusion".
"Uh …" Chief Chu was stunned.
Director Mao?
He could not care less about the gossip between Boss Zheng and Chief Mao. Instead, he looked at the radiographic films.
"Anesthesia?" Chief Chu understood what was going on after 1.25 seconds.
The radiographic films were clear at a glance. The bleeding was certain. The bleeding in this position was obviously caused by a mistake in the epidural anesthesia.
Seeing Su Yun nod very lightly, Chief Chu knew that the matter was serious.
"What is Boss Zheng looking at?" Chief Chu asked.
Su Yun sighed, he did not jump around like before, but shook his head slightly, indicating that he did not know either.
Chief Chu was about to speak when his phone rang.
"Hey."
"Alright, I'll be right there."
After a simple conversation, he hung up the phone.
"It's a full-hospital consultation. Boss Zheng will probably have to go later," Chief Chu said.
Su Yun nodded.
As a member of the healthcare team, it was impossible for him not to participate in the consultation of the whole hospital.
Chief Chu gave Zheng Ren a pitiful look and said, "Doctor Su, it's a ruptured blood vessel in the spine. The diagnosis is confirmed. There's no way it's wrong."
Su Yun also agreed with this point.
"Tell Boss Zheng not to be too sad." After Chief Chu said that, he sighed and turned to leave.
With such a big thing happening, there was no longer a need to change shifts early.
Soon, Zheng Ren's phone rang.
[They said they were going to write a love song …]
Zheng Ren acted as if he did not hear it. His eyes narrowed into slits as he stared at the screen as if there were flowers on it.
Su Yun had no choice but to pick up the phone.
"Boss Zheng, it's a full-hospital consultation." Chief Kong's voice came through.
"Chief, it's me."
"Oh? You're here too. I don't have to call you, "Chief Kong said." They said that Chief Mao is paralyzed. "
"The boss is looking at the radiographic films. We'll rush over immediately," Su Yun said.
"So you all know." Chief Kong still did not know the truth. He was still gossiping.
Before he could ask for details, the phone was hung up by Su Yun.
Chief Kong was not angry. Instead, he realized that something big had happened!
Although Su Yun was willing to criticize others, he was still very respectful to his old comrades. This time, he hung up the phone after saying that …
"Boss, it's a full-hospital consultation," Su Yun said softly.
Zheng Ren did not say anything.
"Boss, are you stupid?" Su Yun nudged him.
"Don't talk," Zheng Ren scolded.
Then, he raised his arm, wanting to shake Su Yun's hand off.
"Are you f * cking menopause? Your temper is so bad," Su Yun said angrily.
No one wanted something to happen to Lao He. Although Chief Mao and the medical team did not get along, no one wanted her to be paralyzed.
Su Yun especially despised Zheng Ren's stubbornness when faced with a problem.
After cursing, Zheng Ren's raised arm froze.
This was …
"I know!" Zheng Ren suddenly shouted.
His voice was like a thunderclap, rolling in the CT film reading room.
"What's going on?" Su Yun asked in surprise.
"A full-hospital consultation?" Zheng Ren asked.
"Yes," Su Yun said. "It's already past time."
Zheng Ren stood up and ran, not giving Su Yun an explanation at all. Su Yun followed behind. He wanted to ask but could not catch Zheng Ren's figure.
Forget it. Anyway, there was a full-hospital consultation coming up. This guy would definitely tell him everything.
He was not in a hurry.
The two of them wore casual clothes and ran into the machine building.
There was no time to take the elevator, so they ran all the way up the fire escape.
They knocked on the door and entered. Professor Wu had just finished introducing the patient's condition. A CT scan of the chest and waist appeared on the screen.
"Why are you so unsteady?" Deputy Director Yuan frowned and scolded Zheng Ren.
"I'm sorry, Director." Zheng Ren apologized repeatedly.
"Go and sit down. If there's anything, we'll talk after the medical history is reported," Deputy Director Yuan said.
Zheng Ren glanced at him and saw that Lao He's head was lowered. His head was almost under the table as he sat in a corner.
He walked straight over, pulled out a stool, and sat down. In a deep voice, he said, "Raise your head."
"Boss Zheng …" Lao He heard Zheng Ren's voice and tried his best to raise his head.
His cervical vertebrae creaked, and his entire body was lifeless.
"It's not your fault," Zheng Ren said affirmatively.
"Huh?"
Before coming to the hospital for consultation, everyone had heard about it. Although it was not very detailed, they roughly knew that there was an accident with the anesthesia, causing the hematoma in the vertebral body to press on the nerves.
The radiographic films appeared on the projector. Even if the people present were not specialized in imaging, they could more or less see some clues.
There was definitely bleeding. There was no doubt about that.
If it was not the anesthesiologist's fault, could it be the surgeon's fault?
When Professor Wu heard Zheng Ren's words, his expression immediately turned ugly.
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