Operating theater, changing room.
When Professor Zhang walked in, he heard a strong smell coming from inside.
"Why do you think the boss is so scary?"
"Maybe it's an emergency treatment."
"Isn't the boss going on a mission? Why is he still begging for surgery? Old Liu, let me tell you, it's so exciting to do surgery with the boss! "
"Lil Fugui, we might be late. Hurry up. Don't be late and let Boss Zheng scold you again. Usually, the boss has a good temper, but when it comes to emergency treatment … Hehe. "
Professor Zhang frowned and walked into the changing room.
The bald Liu Zewei had already changed his clothes. He did not wear a hat or mask and was waiting for Professor Rudolf Wagner.
The professor was putting on his pants. From afar, his thick body hair looked like a bear twisting in the operating theater.
Liu Zewei saw an old doctor walk in. He knew that he must be a professor from the 912. Usually, people who came to study were in their thirties. They had high standards for their skills and had expectations for the future.
He was considered the oldest among the doctors who came to study. It was basically impossible for there to be people in their fifties who came to study.
He smiled at Professor Zhang and nodded slightly to express his goodwill.
"Lil Fugui, hurry up. Boss Zheng's side is probably already open." Liu Zewei continued to urge Professor Rudolf Wagner.
"What the hell are you doing with your bare skin?" The professor said unhappily. "It's already very fast. You didn't even see it. I rushed here with five horses and spears. It's tiring for my old nose."
"You guys are …" Professor Zhang still did not understand why Boss Zheng insisted on doing the interventional radiography.
If that was the case, he would have to wear a lead apron when he performed the surgery.
A lead apron that weighed dozens of kilograms would definitely be a fatal blow to the stability and accuracy of neurosurgery.
"Boss Zheng said that the patient is suspected of having intracranial hemorrhage. We can't explore it like a surgeon. He wants us to do the imaging while he performs the surgery," Liu Zewei said politely.
Professor Rudolf Wagner changed his clothes. Liu Zewei handed him a hat and mask. The two of them put it on as they walked to the operating theater.
Before Liu Zewei left, he even greeted him politely.
Professor Zhang looked at the departing figure and was stunned.
Cerebral hemorrhage? Could it be due to cardiac arrest and heparinization of the blood? In addition, the extracorporeal membrane lung also required heparinization, and cerebral hemorrhage was one of the complications.
What the f * ck!
This kind of patient was really troublesome!
Professor Zhang was a little upset. Although the bleeding was not necessarily related to his surgery, he hated all risks and any uncertainty.
Ventricular tachycardia, heart failure, bypass surgery, moyamoya disease, and interventional guidance.
When he thought of these words, Professor Zhang couldn't help but feel upset.
He quickly changed his clothes, put on a hat and mask, and walked into the corridor of the operating theater.
The lights in the operating theater were on. He went straight to the hybrid operating theater.
After entering the control room, Professor Zhang saw that Professor Rudolf Wagner and Liu Zewei were sitting outside.
Professor Zhang thought to himself that it was impossible to turn on all three at the same time. Calling someone over was just a precaution!
It was just a precaution. There was no harm in being prepared.
Speaking of which, Boss Zheng's attitude was getting worse and worse. He had to have his own scrub nurse and anesthesiologist for surgery. That was not all. Now, he had to have two interventional professors following him outside.
He did not know Liu Zewei's background. There was no need for a domestic professor to know.
However, Professor Zhang knew Professor Rudolf Wagner. In the entire 912, no one did not know the existence of Professor Rudolf Wagner.
The Nobel Prize project, a professor at Heidelberg University in Germany, every name was well-known.
Now, such a big professor was actually squatting outside to serve them. The scene of young people was really big.
"Why didn't you guys go up?" Professor Zhang subconsciously mocked.
That night, Professor Zhang was already drunk after being ravaged by Su Yun and Zheng Ren.
"We're late," Professor Rudolf Wagner said dejectedly. Professor Rudolf Wagner said dejectedly, "I didn't expect the boss to do it himself."
Uh … Professor Zhang immediately walked forward and entered the operating theater. He looked inside through the lead-lined glass.
Even the circulating nurse was wearing a lead apron in the operating theater. There were not many people undergoing surgery, only three. However, the three of them were busy.
The one closest to him, the patient's leg, should be Su Yun, who was threatening to hit him. He was facing the screen and doing an interventional radiography.
In the middle was Zhao Yunlong. With his big body and lead apron, he looked like a steel warrior.
At the front, there were three people at the head side. Two of them were anesthesiologists. One of them was looking at the ventilator and monitor, while the other was adjusting various parameters beside the extracorporeal membrane lung machine.
Boss Zheng was sitting and performing the surgery. His figure could not be seen at all.
It was really three at the same time … Professor Zhang was speechless.
"Old Liu, why don't I usually see Brother Yun performing surgeries, but I feel that he performs surgeries better than me?" Professor Rudolf Wagner looked at the screen in the operating theater and said in disbelief.
Liu Zewei stood behind Professor Rudolf Wagner and was also very speechless.
Usually, Su Yun did not perform surgeries. He rarely even came into contact with the hospital. He was like the most unscrupulous doctor. Every day, he would come and disappear.
Boss Zheng did not care. He was very free and casual.
He had worked with Su Yun a few times before, and he was the chief surgeon. However, he did not see how well he performed the surgery. He only felt that it was very casual, not as serious as Boss Zheng.
However, today, when it was really dangerous, Su Yun performed the surgery really well!
Although it was only a simple femoral artery catheterization and cerebral angiography, Su Yun performed it quickly and steadily.
In the blink of an eye, the guide wire was in position and was now entering the catheter.
'This is a genius,' Liu Zewei thought to himself.
"F * ck, it's really bleeding!" Professor Rudolf Wagner suddenly shouted. "It just came out. There's not much!"
With a loud roar, he interrupted Liu Zewei and Professor Zhang's random thoughts.
The contrast agent that diffused from the blood vessels drifted very far away, which meant that the blood vessels had just been ruptured. There was not a lot of blood in the skull, causing the intracranial pressure to increase.
Professor Zhang was dumbfounded.
Was it really bleeding? Based on the time, when Boss Zheng called the interventional radiologist to perform the surgery, there should not have been bleeding. Where did he get the confidence that the patient's blood would definitely bleed after heparinization?
"I'm late, I'm late. There's a patient down there who is agitated. I'm really sorry, "a voice came from the door.
Chief Shao from the neurosurgery department hurried in. When he saw that the airtight lead door was tightly shut and that he could not enter, he was stunned.
Then, his gaze was glued to the screen.
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