Uh … Was it speeding up?
Ye Qingqiu was stunned for a moment. Then, he quickly walked into the operating room.
Unexpectedly, there was only a girl standing there in a daze in the operating room. There was a large suitcase in front of her.
The airtight lead door was closed, and the intercom was not turned off. No one probably cared about this.
An emergency rescue was being carried out inside.
Through the lead-lined glass, Ye Qingqiu saw ten people busy in the operating room.
Why were there so many people?
Ye Qingqiu was stunned.
Generally speaking, when stepping on the line, they would try their best to avoid too many people. Only extremely critical interventional surgeries in the Department of Circulation would the nurses follow them in.
However, if the nurses followed them in, there would not be so many people.
He looked carefully. There were two groups of people. Standing on his side was the tall and strong Professor Rudolf Wagner, and there was another one who seemed to be a doctor from Dibei Province.
Above him, the anesthesiologist, Lao He, was performing emergency treatment with the nurse. The patient's heart rate had reached 150 beats per minute.
Ye Qingqiu could tell that it was a standard ventricular tachycardia caused by heart failure.
Boss Zheng held the chainsaw in his hand. He emptied it first and there was a buzz. Then, he began to prepare to cut the sternum …
Two at the same time!
Ye Qingqiu instantly understood the situation inside.
What kind of illness was it that it was so urgent that more than ten people wearing lead aprons were standing inside to perform emergency surgery!
The screen in front of him was on, and the guide wire was moving. Professor Rudolf Wagner's surgery was very good. It was world-class.
Yes, it was only one level lower than Boss Zheng.
The pulmonary arteriography had been completed, and a huge embolism could be seen blocking the main trunk of the right pulmonary artery.
The diameter of the thrombus was 2cm, and the length … Ye Qingqiu felt that he must have seen wrongly. How could the thrombus be so long? It actually spread from the right ventricle to the main trunk of the right pulmonary artery.
"Lil Fugui, hurry up and place the venous filter!" Zheng Ren's voice was mixed with the roar of the sternal saw.
Zheng Ren's roar came from the intercom.
"Okay, boss, don't worry. It'll be done soon." A reply full of arrogance floated out of the intercom, almost blowing Ye Qingqiu away.
"Chief Ye, how is it?" Deputy Director Yuan walked in and asked directly.
"Two groups of people are operating together. They are all wearing lead aprons …" Ye Qingqiu said.
"More than ten people are inside?" Deputy Director Yuan said. "This is an angiogram? Why is the pulmonary embolism taking so long? It's an illusion, right? "
"Director Yuan, the angiogram shows that the pulmonary embolism is 12 centimeters long, and the right pulmonary trunk is more than 98% blocked." Zheng Ren's voice mixed with the roar of the sternum saw and came through the walkie-talkie.
Sun Chao was speechless as he watched the video.
Such a long blood clot … Generally speaking, the length of a blood clot for a pulmonary embolism was already considered very long.
12 cm pulmonary embolism …
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Sun Chao wouldn't have believed it!
"Boss, the filter is done," Professor Rudolf Wagner said.
"You can leave if you're done." Zheng Ren casually shooed the professor away.
"What else do you need me to do?" the professor asked.
"No need." Zheng Ren said, "A few of you go out. There are too many people here. When the heart stops, I'm afraid that someone will panic and contaminate the operating area."
"…" The people outside were all dumbfounded when they heard that.
Cardiac arrest? From Boss Zheng's tone, it wasn't just maybe, maybe, probably, but definitely!
Then what the f * ck was the point of performing the surgery!
The airtight lead door opened. Professor Rudolf Wagner, Liu Zewei, and Feng Xuhui walked out one after another. Feng Xuhui was holding a large pile of spare medical supplies in his hands, which were repacked into the large box.
Ye Qingqiu couldn't wait to go in and see the situation, but he still glanced at Deputy Director Yuan first.
"Principal Zhang, go take a look," Deputy Director Yuan said.
Principal Zhang couldn't wait any longer. The moment he heard that the blood clot was 12 centimeters, his vision went black.
There were no golden stars flashing in front of him. What was flying in front of him was a pure white A4 paper with his name signed on it.
Although it was the decision of the hospital, he was the first person involved.
Principal Zhang really didn't want to face the crying parents of the students. If the family really broke down and jumped off the building …
The more he thought about it, the more afraid he became.
However, when Boss Zheng said that the heart would stop at any time, Principal Zhang felt that his heart was about to stop.
What was going on?
Principal Zhang followed Deputy Director Yuan into the operating theater in confusion. He saw Lin Ge standing in a corner, waiting for orders like a soldier.
Mao Chi stood obediently at the side while Chief Zhang Lin helped the anesthesiologist.
When Sun Chao entered, he found that Principal Zhang and Deputy Director Yuan were already standing behind the surgeon. He could only stand beside the first assistant and watch the surgery with Mao Chi.
The sternum had already been split open. The surgeon obviously did not care about the amount of blood lost. Instead, he pursued the speed of the surgery.
The assistant was still applying bone wax to the broken end of the sternum and using electric heating to stop the bleeding. He had already used the sternum retractor to open the sternum.
The pericardium was very big. Sun Chao's first feeling was that there was pericardial effusion.
Without waiting for the aspirator, the surgeon cut open the pericardium and directly separated it.
The pale yellow pericardial effusion flowed into the mediastinum, mixed with bright red blood. However, none of the three people on the operating table had any doubts about this.
'The surgery was too irregular,' Sun Chao thought to himself.
All the doctors in the First Affiliated Hospital of Provincial Capital Medical University, including Sun Chao, had opinions about Zheng Ren's' arrogant and domineering 'behavior the last time he went to the First Affiliated Hospital of Provincial Capital Medical University. Since he was watching Boss Zheng perform the surgery, Sun Chao could not help but find fault with him.
The pericardium was opened, and what greeted his eyes was the obvious expansion of the right atrium and right ventricle. The contraction of the heart weakened, and it jumped listlessly.
This … Was he going to have a cardiac arrest? Sun Chao's heart suddenly jumped.
Although he wanted to find fault, he did not want a young girl in her prime to die just like that.
"Prepare epinephrine and isoproterenol!" Zheng Ren said.
This was …
"Okay!" Lao He agreed without hesitation, completely ignoring Chief Zhang Lin's stunned expression and the surprise of the others.
Epinephrine and isoproterenol were opened and personally drawn into two syringes.
"How much isoproterenol for 50ml of saline?" Lao He asked.
"10mg. The starting speed starts from 0.5ml. There is no limit," Zheng Ren said calmly.
There was no limit …
This meant that the condition was critical to a certain extent.
"Draw a few more syringes for epinephrine. You might need to inject it multiple times," Zheng Ren said.
Lao He nodded and asked the circulating nurse to prepare a micropump for isoproterenol. He began to draw epinephrine himself.
"Boss Zheng, it's ready." Soon, five syringes were placed in front of Lao He. Inside were 5ml of saline + 1mg of epinephrine.
"Okay," Zheng Ren said. "Pump in the micropump now."
"Okay," Lao He replied without hesitation.
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