At that moment, a voice came from the intercom.
"Little Feng, if you want a balloon stent and a small balloon, find a smaller one with a diameter of 1.4mm. Bare metal stent will do. Do you need anything else, boss? "
"That's all," Zheng Ren said.
Feng Xuhui, who was standing in the corner, limped over to the circulating nurse with a pile of medical supplies in his hands.
He skillfully took out a few medical supplies and handed them to the circulating nurse.
Feng Xuhui did not say a word throughout the entire process. Once again, he 'flashed' to the corner of the wall.
He then followed the femoral vein and inserted the balloon stent into the patient's severely narrowed pulmonary vein.
The patient's pulmonary vein was close to occlusion. Zheng Ren carefully used a small balloon with a diameter of about 1.40mm to pre-dilate it.
He did this step very slowly. If the previous surgery was too fast for the eyes to follow, this step was infuriatingly slow.
Although the two styles were abrupt, the people watching the surgery did not feel anything wrong.
After a full five minutes, Zheng Ren opened a gap in the occluded pulmonary vein.
The bare metal stent was inserted after the balloon expanded and slowly opened.
The image of the left pulmonary vein that had been missing reappeared.
Zheng Ren turned around and walked off the operating table.
"Warfarin, clociclogrel, and aspirin will be used for antiplatelet and anticoagulation therapy for more than half a year. The international standardized ratio will be adjusted to 1.6-2.6."
Professor Wu immediately noted down Zheng Ren's words.
These were all conventional treatment methods. There was no unexpected 'magical' treatment method, but he still carefully recalled it.
After confirming that there was no mistake, Professor Wu asked, "Boss Zheng, are you sure it's not lung cancer?"
"Yes, I'm very sure it's caused by pulmonary vein occlusion," Zheng Ren said. "The patient will recover quickly after surgery."
"Send …"
"There's no need to send a serious patient. There's nothing special about it. Just go back to the department to correct the anemia," Zheng Ren said. "If you're worried, slow down the drip. Don't exceed 40 drops per hour. Tell the nurse about this."
After that, Zheng Ren walked out of the operating room and saw Su Yun with his legs crossed and his right hand holding the mouse to make a postoperative silhouette.
"Old Li, it's fine now," Zhou Chunyong whispered to the patient's head.
"Old Zhou, who performed the surgery on me?" The patient did not feel anything, and the surgery was over. When he heard the conversation in the operating room, he felt like he had just escaped from the jaws of death.
"Boss Zheng, I always tell you. Look at you. You didn't tell me earlier. You've suffered so much," Zhou Chunyong complained.
After that, Zhou Chunyong looked at Professor Jiang and smiled. "Little Jiang, the surgery took 12 minutes. What did you learn?"
Professor Jiang grumbled bitterly.
The surgery was done quickly when it should be done quickly, and slowly when it should be done slowly. The movements were appropriate.
He knew all the steps. Although he had not done it a few times, Boss Zheng did not use any method to perform the surgery.
However, it was precisely the simplest surgical method that was combined step by step that caused the entire surgical process to change drastically.
Simple, clean, and efficient.
Professor Jiang did not hear Zhou Chunyong's sarcasm. He was thinking about the surgery in his mind while finishing up the work.
…
"Boss, wait for Ol 'Zhou for a while. Don't be in a hurry to change your clothes." Su Yun's hand lightly clicked on the mouse.
It sounded slow, but every step of the silhouette was accurate.
"Okay, print out a copy of the scan and give it to Chief Zhou," Zheng Ren said.
"Doctor Zheng …"
"Who are you? Why do you have to call me Doctor Zheng?" Su Yun did not even turn his head. His disdainful tone almost overturned the operating table.
"Uh …" Lin Yuan was annoyed!
This was an American custom. To be able to be called Doctor Zheng was something that countless people dreamed of.
Why did they have to call him Boss when they could not even call him Doctor?
However, after the baptism of the surgery, Lin Yuan saw the knack.
This Doctor Zheng's surgery was better than his own supervisor … and even better than all the interventional surgeons at Harvard Medical School!
It was not because he was fast, but from the beginning of the guide wire implantation until the end, the entire process was several orders of magnitude better than others.
"Call me whatever you want. It's fine," Zheng Ren said casually as he watched Feng Xuhui pack up.
"Boss Zheng, can you tell me how you determined the pulmonary vein stenosis?" Lin Yuan asked respectfully.
"The pulmonary vein plays a very important role in the process of triggering atrial fibrillation. Most paroxysmal atrial fibrillation originates from the pulmonary vein. Therefore, understanding the connection between the pulmonary vein and the left atrium is crucial before radiofrequency ablation of atrial fibrillation." Zheng Ren took out a medical consumable from Feng Xuhui's large suitcase and carefully examined it.
His conversation with Lin Yuan was just a casual one. He did not seem to have thought it through.
"Little Feng, I'll make a list for you when we get back," Zheng Ren said. "We're still missing something. Take a look."
"Okay."
"What's in Liu Xiaojie's suitcase?"
"Chief Zheng, her suitcase is full of spare ordinary medical consumables. I was worried that there would be a large-scale rescue, so I prepared ten sets of ordinary medical consumables and placed them there."
"It's almost done." Zheng Ren smiled and immediately called out, "Chief Zhou!"
Zhou Chunyong greeted Old Li and immediately ran out.
"Boss Zheng, what can I do for you?"
"Don't be so polite. Please inform this side about the medical consumables we just used," Zheng Ren said. Zheng Ren said, "Look for Manager Feng. You have his contact information, right?"
"Don't worry, Boss Zheng." Zhou Chunyong said, "Don't worry about such a small matter like purchasing. I'll contact Manager Feng."
Zheng Ren nodded and handed the medical consumables in his hand to Feng Xuhui.
Lin Yuan stood at the side in a daze.
Was this Boss Zheng completely ignoring her? Why did he stop talking halfway through the pulmonary vein stenosis?
She was a proud child and a top student since she was young. Even when she went to Harvard Medical School, she was not at a disadvantage at all.
Even when she was engaged in bioengineering research, she was specially recruited to the clinical department after participating in a surgery by chance.
Lin Yuan, who had never been ignored by anyone, really did not believe that she was actually ignored by this little Boss Zheng.
She felt that her outlook on life had been subverted. She silently watched the patient be sent away, silently watched the large suitcase on the medical consumables, and limped away with Boss Zheng and that sarcastic guy.
She was really ignored. There was not even a small talk. Lin Yuan finally realized that this was a fact.
Not only did he not strike up a conversation, but he also did not even have the most basic courtesy to greet her. In Doctor Zheng's eyes, she did not exist at all.
Her mind was thinking about the surgery and the way Boss Zheng stood in front of the radiographic film viewer when he tapped his fingers on the radiographic films. It was not until the circulating nurse finished packing and called her to leave that she sighed and silently went to change her clothes.
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