He entered the ICU, changed his clothes, and saw that Ren Ling's System panel was no longer red. Her condition seemed to be improving.
"Boss Zheng, are you here to take a look at the patient?" the ICU chief resident asked.
"Yes, yes. You're busy. I'm just taking a look," Zheng Ren said with a smile.
"His overall condition is gradually recovering, but the volume of drainage to the pelvic cavity is still a little large," the ICU chief resident said.
This was exactly what Zheng Ren was worried about.
He carefully looked at Ren Ling's system panel again. There were no unfamiliar diseases or complications, such as the fatal diagnosis of pancreatic leakage.
"Let me take a look at the records," Zheng Ren said.
The ICU chief resident put down her work and brought Zheng Ren to the computer, where she found Ren Ling's medical records and nursing records.
Now that Zheng Ren was in the limelight at the 912, the ICU chief resident had also heard about it.
What he heard was not important. After the patient named Ren Ling was sent over, he could not see the surgical record for a long time.
She urged them three to five times, but the gastrointestinal surgery department always said that they were still writing.
The ICU chief resident was puzzled. It was just a surgery record. What was there to write? A mature Class Three Grade A Hospital like the 912 had performed all kinds of surgeries. What kind of template did they not have?
Under normal circumstances, it was enough to paste the template down and make some adjustments according to the situation during the operation.
Writing a postoperative record for 20 minutes was considered a lot. The Department of Gastrointestinal Surgery must have been slacking off. The ICU chief resident was somewhat disdainful of this.
Later, when the department director made a ward round in the morning, he was furious that the Department of Gastrointestinal Surgery did not record the surgery.
The director immediately called Director Wei and explained the situation.
This kind of situation was not common, but it was not rare either. After performing surgeries for a whole night, they would be exhausted. Who would have the mood to write surgery records overnight? However, there was an unspoken rule that they had to complete it before the shift was handed over.
Otherwise, when the department director made a ward round, he would not even be able to tell what the surgical method was. That would be f * cked.
It must be a junior doctor who went for in-service training to slack off. The ICU resident always thought so.
However, when she called Director Wei, he was very calm.
Chief Wei seemed to be aware of the situation. He did not scold them angrily. Instead, he asked them to wait. The surgery records would be sent in three to five hours.
Then let's wait.
However, when the surgery records were uploaded, the ICU chief resident was dumbfounded.
She spent an entire hour reading the surgery record, which was more than three thousand words long.
What kind of surgery was this?!
During the surgery, Chief Lin of the Chinese Medicine Administration Department guided the surgery on the spot. It was a microsurgery, section-by-section incision, section-by-section suturing. Finally, there was the reconstruction of the superior mesenteric artery.
After that, the ICU chief resident pondered for almost a day, but he still could not figure out how such a critically ill patient managed to survive.
Not only did he survive, but he also recovered quite quickly.
She could go offline after 24 hours, but when she reported the surgery to the director, the director of the ICU also fell silent after seeing the longest surgery record in history.
This was a surgical record that would leave both men and women speechless.
Out of caution, I decided to go offline after 48 hours.
The ICU chief resident had been observing Ren Ling's condition for the entire day. All the test indicators had improved to varying degrees. Ren Ling had actually woken up and did not need the ventilator to assist her breathing.
Other than a little more pelvic drainage, there was no other problem. Also … the patient was slightly more agitated after waking up.
Those who knew about this matter sincerely admired him for recovering so quickly from such a serious injury.
The surgery was performed by this Boss Zheng.
He could be said to be a god!
The ICU chief resident did not know how to perform the surgery, but she had only seen one surgeon who could make someone write more than three thousand words of surgery record in her life.
She was the only one.
If this wasn't awesome, what was?
Unknowingly, Zheng Ren had another little fangirl … an old fangirl.
"Boss Zheng, today's abdominal drainage is a little less than yesterday's. It's 600 ml, light yellow, and there are precipitations," the ICU chief resident said.
"Light yellow …" Zheng Ren recalled the color of the drainage yesterday and looked at the various test reports this morning.
The light yellow drainage. Zheng Ren pondered. It did not look like gastric juice, nor did it look like intestinal juice. It was even less like lymphatic leakage.
If it was bile leakage, the color should be darker. The patient had a lot of urine and it was clear, so it did not look like urine leakage.
Could it be that the pancreatic fluid was missed during the surgery?
Because the completion rate of the surgery was not 100%, Zheng Ren had this guess.
Although the System did not give a clear diagnosis of complications, he still thought of it.
The test in the morning did not have the value of hematuria amylase. Although the possibility was not high, it could not be ruled out.
"Please check the hematuria amylase," Zheng Ren said.
"Do you think there's a problem with the pancreas?" the ICU chief resident asked. "The signs don't look like it."
"I'm just looking at the situation. I'm afraid that I might have missed something. During the operation, there were contusions in the liver and spleen. There's no problem with the pancreas, "Zheng Ren said and was suddenly stunned.
"The pancreas is definitely fine. I looked carefully. It's very intact. There's no external damage," Su Yun said.
"No!" Zheng Ren suddenly raised his hand and paused. There was a thought in his mind that was suddenly interrupted by Su Yun.
"What's wrong?" Su Yun still did not know that he had interrupted Zheng Ren's train of thought.
"There are no signs of peritonitis. I'll check the lower body later," Zheng Ren said. "The possibility of a problem with the pancreas is really not very high."
"I think you're just a suspicious fox. The drainage will decrease. As long as it's not bloody fluid, what are you afraid of?" Su Yun said disdainfully.
"It's not that I'm afraid. With so much drainage, there has to be an explanation, right?" After saying that, Zheng Ren went to check the patient.
There was about 300 milliliters of pale yellow drainage in the drainage bag. It had been emptied early in the morning. At this time, there was more than 300 milliliters, which meant that there would be a lot of drainage today.
Zheng Ren looked at the System panel again. There was still no special diagnosis.
He started to check the patient's body. Just as described in the course of the disease, there were no signs of peritonitis. The incision was intact, the drainage was smooth, and there was no bloody fluid.
When he pressed on the abdomen, Zheng Ren noticed that the patient was frowning and agitated.
It was possible that there was postoperative pain, but he did not use much force, so the reaction should not be so strong.
In the end, all the doubts were lost when Zheng Ren heard the bowel sounds with the stethoscope.
The bowel sounds were four to five times per minute.
It was not intestinal fistula, nor was there a problem with the pancreas. If there was digestive fluid in the abdominal cavity, there should have been intestinal paralysis after 36 hours.
All the signs were stable now … It did not seem like there was anything wrong.
But where did so much drainage fluid come from?
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