Chief Wei sat on the sofa and looked at his calf, worried.
Because of the varicose veins in his lower limbs, his left calf had a large amount of pigmentation. It looked dark and scary.
Chief Wei would have tolerated it if that was all.
Recently, there had been more difficult surgeries. After standing on the platform for a long time, he realized that the condition of his calf varicose veins had worsened.
This morning, he noticed that there was a red spot and was worried that it would rupture. Therefore, he did not wait for the surgery to wear the stockings. He put them on early in the morning and was laughed at by his wife.
However, Chief Wei did not dare to be careless because the complications of varicose veins included ulcers that were difficult to heal.
Fortunately, he did not have diabetes. If the ulcers were not well controlled with high blood sugar, they would rot directly to the bone.
It was not enough to just rot. The key point was that it could not be treated at all.
He had performed six colon tumor resections during the day.
Although he did not need to perform the laparotomy and closure, Chief Wei had stood for a full seven to eight hours.
When he went home, the red spot on his left calf had indeed begun to rupture.
The red spot on the calf with melanin deposits was so conspicuous that Chief Wei was shocked.
"If you can't do it, just do it." His wife looked a little scared and comforted him.
"Sigh." Chief Wei sighed deeply. All kinds of feelings were unspoken.
"You … Once bitten, twice shy."
"What do you know? With the standard of our hospital's vascular department, it's nothing much." Mao Chi also knows how to perform surgery? "Chief Wei pretended to be disdainful.
In fact, Chief Mao Chi was very skilled. It was just that Chief Wei did not want to perform surgery and dragged it out for a few years. There had to be an excuse.
"Let me tell you, if it rots and the whole room stinks, I'll go home immediately." Chief Wei's wife threatened him. "When the time comes, I won't serve you. I'll let you pee on the bed and sleep in a pile of sh * t."
Uh …
Chief Wei immediately thought of the bed sores all over his body. In addition to the serious bacterial infection, he was surrounded by …
He could not think about it. The more he thought about it, the more disgusted he felt.
After so many years in the clinic, he had seen all kinds of patients.
Not to mention the lonely old people who were carried from the countryside and had no one to take care of them, even the city's children were not filial. The elderly were paralyzed in bed with bed sores all the way to the bone.
No! Director Wei immediately came to his senses. How could his thoughts be so biased by his wife?
Why did they have to amputate his leg just because it was red and swollen? Wasn't that nonsense?
However, just as Chief Wei was about to refute, he immediately thought of some clinical cases.
If it was an ordinary person, they probably wouldn't be so pessimistic. However, as a physician, the older he was in Jianghu, the more timid he became. After seeing more and more cases, there would be two extreme views.
The other kind didn't care at all. Life and death were predestined, and wealth and honor were up to the heavens. The other type was quite pessimistic, thinking about the worst in everything.
Director Wei belonged to the second category.
He sighed and looked at the veins on his legs that looked like earthworms. He felt rather helpless.
This was an occupational disease. He had to stand at the operating table all the time. It was still better now. Most of the time, he just watched from below the stage, drove, and chatted a little. He sat on a small bench in the operating theater and waited for the assistant to complete the surgery before scrubbing in.
When he was young, he always stood by himself from beginning to end. Standing for more than ten hours a day was a common occurrence.
"Hey, what are you thinking about?" Director Wei's thoughts were pulled back by his wife.
"Isn't this thinking about the past? If I didn't stand for more than ten hours a day …"
"If you didn't have that time, you wouldn't be a chief now."
This was reality.
Effort and return. Director Wei knew that he was lucky. Too many people gave but did not get anything … Why was he thinking about it again?
He frowned, feeling uneasy. The thought of surgery made him extremely afraid.
Boss Zheng seemed to have said that it could be treated with surgery. Radiofrequency ablation? Ten minutes, walk back.
If it was so simple, could he give it a try?
He hesitated.
If it was Boss Zheng, the surgery should not fail. It should be … With so many difficult surgeries, even abdominal cocoon could be separated. A varicose saphenous vein was definitely not considered a disease.
Director Wei's trust in Boss Zheng and fear of surgery intertwined and fought with each other. In the end, there was no victory or defeat.
"What's wrong with you today?" Director Wei's wife saw that he was starting to be in a daze again, so she asked curiously.
"I'm thinking about asking Boss Zheng to help me with the surgery." Director Wei sighed.
"Boss Zheng, is he the one you've been talking about recently?"
"Yes," Director Wei said. "He's young and skilled. I really don't know how he learned. Every time I see Boss Zheng, I feel like I've lived my life like a dog. "
"He's that good?"
"He's more than good," Director Wei said a few words and gradually gained confidence. He picked up his phone and looked at the time.
It was not good to disturb Boss Zheng at this time. There was nothing else. It was just a radiofrequency ablation surgery.
It was better to call Mao Chi.
Compared to disturbing Boss Zheng, Director Wei did not mind disturbing Mao Chi at any time.
"Chief Mao, are you asleep?"
"It's fine even if I'm asleep. I'll get up, go to the toilet, and continue sleeping."
"I'm asking you about a problem. Varicose saphenous vein …"
"Don't talk nonsense. I won't look for you for surgery."
"Of course I'm looking for Boss Zheng. I don't believe that your surgery is better than Boss Zheng's. Let's not talk about this. Boss Zheng told me a while ago that varicose saphenous vein can be treated with radiofrequency ablation. Tell me about it. "
The phone call lasted for a full half an hour.
Director Wei and Mao Chi asked about all the details of the surgery, the surgery process, and the complications. It was extremely detailed.
Mao Chi also deliberately scared him. He emphasized the complications of the surgery and told Director Wei at least twenty possibilities.
In the end, when Director Wei put down his phone, his expression was very ugly. Although he did not know how many preoperative instructions he had done in his life, that was to other people.
When he heard that there were many serious complications, Director Wei immediately thought of more things.
He did not feel good.
"How is it? Have you made up your mind?" Director Wei's wife asked.
She knew that Old Wei had this problem. He was timid. It was just a varicose saphenous vein. He looked so scary. Those who did not know would think that he was going to be amputated.
"I'll think about it again." Director Wei was a little afraid again. He sighed and said, "We'll talk about it later."
He took the time to wash up, turn off the lights, and go to bed.
Why don't I ask Boss Zheng tomorrow? That seemed to work too. I'll ask Boss Zheng first and see if he has confidence in the surgery.
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