Chapter 2273
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Professor Tian was stunned. Before he could speak, Su Yun said, "Boss, Guta Hospital shouldn't be this serious. Why isn't the Vessel-X bone filler used yet?"
"It just entered the clinic," Zheng Ren said, "I think it'll be done soon."
"End-expiratory positive pressure ventilation. Don't give too much pressure. We'll start the surgery soon. Old He will give the appropriate pressure in the operating theater." Su Yun adjusted the ventilator's mode and said, "Pulmonary embolism occurred after injecting less than 4ml of bone cement into a single vertebral body. Professor Tian's life is so miserable."
"…"
Professor Tian's grievance was triggered by Su Yun's words and he almost broke down.
That was right. Why was his life so miserable?
"Send him to the operating theater. We'll go over first."
Professor Tian got someone to bring them to the operating theater while he personally escorted the patient. Boss Zheng's expression and tone seemed to know what was going on. This made Professor Tian feel slightly more at ease.
"Let me ask you. What should be done if bone cement causes pulmonary embolism?" Su Yun asked as they walked.
"Conservative treatment can improve blood circulation in the lungs and prevent thrombosis. At the same time, it can eliminate the acute inflammatory response caused by bone cement stimulation. When patients with bone cement pulmonary embolism experience breathing difficulties and chest pain, oxygen inhalation, glucocorticoids, anticoagulation, and vasodilation should be given in time, "Lin Yuan answered without hesitation.
Weren't the two of them quarreling just now? Why did they switch to master-disciple mode in an instant?
Professor Tian was stunned. Then, he stopped thinking about it. It was Boss Zheng's medical team's problem and had nothing to do with him.
It was better to send the patient to the operating theater first. Professor Tian was afraid that there would be problems if he delayed any longer.
There were still many things to do. He had to send the patient, explain before the surgery, and comfort the patient's family. With so many things to do, he could only explain during the surgery.
Professor Tian was suffering. He dared not let others do this kind of work.
After sending the patient to the operating theater, the anesthesiologist and an unfamiliar doctor received the patient. Professor Tian turned around and called the patient's family to the office to explain.
He first explained the situation and expressed his apology. He also emphasized that the amount of bone cement he injected was not large according to the standard.
He was telling the patient's family that he had tried his best. Who knew why there was an accident?
In the end, Professor Tian said that he had invited a team of experts from the 912. They were the most powerful interventional and cardiothoracic experts in the entire Imperial Capital and even the entire country to carry out the next step of treatment and rescue.
"Mr. Tian, nothing can happen to my mother, right?" The patient's son's face was pale and he was quite frightened.
Who would be able to accept this calmly?
If he did not vent his anger on the doctor, he could be considered a reasonable family member of the patient.
"Try your best …" Professor Tian sighed, "Boss Zheng is the best interventional surgeon I know. Try your best to solve the problem with minimally invasive methods. If, I say if, if there is a secondary thrombosis … "
Professor Tian kept stuttering. Some things could not be explained too clearly.
He tried his best to calm the emotions of the patient's family members while giving preoperative instructions. Professor Tian's head started to hurt at the thought of opening the chest.
It was not a big surgery. Once the thoracotomy was performed, the situation would be out of control and fall into an unknown abyss.
"Professor Tian, please …" The patient's family was agitated but at that moment, Professor Tian's phone rang.
In an instant, Professor Tian's adrenaline surged and his heart rate shot up to 150 beats per minute.
The patient was sent to the operating room in less than 10 minutes. Calling him at this time was definitely not to rush him for surgery.
Something must have happened to the patient!
MD！
Professor Tian cursed in his heart and took out his phone. It was indeed a call from the anesthesiologist.
His hands were trembling. He tried to connect the phone three times but the call did not go through.
The touch screen ignored Professor Tian's finger as if it could not feel the existence of his finger. His finger tapped on the screen but it was useless.
'Oh no … Oh no …'
Professor Tian's heart was instantly enveloped by a layer of ice. His heart was frozen. It was better to stop struggling and think about how to gain the understanding of the patient's family members.
The patient's son had tears in his eyes as he seemed to have realized something. Professor Tian's panic seemed to be contagious as it made the sadness in his heart even stronger.
Tears fell down uncontrollably, pitter-patter. A big man was crying like a tearful person.
Professor Tian tried his best and finally picked up the call.
"Professor Tian, the surgery is done. The bone cement in the pulmonary artery has been removed." The anesthesiologist's voice came from the phone.
"…"
Professor Tian listened to the anesthesiologist. He understood every word but when they were put together, he could not understand them at all. The surgery was done? Stop bullsh * tting. He did not even complete the preoperative briefing, how could the surgery be done?
"Professor Tian, Boss Zheng wants to ask if we should do the compression fracture as well. He suggested that we do both, otherwise the patient … Hello? Professor Tian? "
"…"
"Professor Tian? Hello? Why is the signal bad? I told you that the hybrid operating theater is unreliable. "
"Hello?"
"Teacher He, I'm going to make the call. The signal here is too bad. Please wait for a while."
The phone was not hung up. Professor Tian's phone volume was slightly loud. Not only did he hear the anesthesiologist's words, but the patient's family members also heard it clearly.
Both of them stared at each other blankly. However, the patient's family members' tears were still flowing down their cheeks.
"Professor Tian? Can you hear me clearly? "The anesthesiologist changed the topic and asked again.
"Xiao Wu, what did you say?" Professor Tian asked, afraid that he heard wrongly.
"Ah? What do you mean what did I say? I said the signal is bad. Can you hear me clearly? "The anesthesiologist said loudly on the other side of the phone.
"I can hear you clearly, I can hear you clearly," Professor Tian said hurriedly.
"Boss Zheng asked if we should do the compression fracture and he suggested we do it directly. This way, the patient can walk out of the ICU tomorrow and go home the day after. "
"…"
There was silence on the other side of the phone again.
"F * ck, what kind of broken signal is this in the operating theater?" The anesthesiologist cursed. There was a banging sound coming from the phone. It sounded like he was slapping the phone with his hand. If that was the case, the signal might be better.
"Xiao Wu, say that again!" Professor Tian's voice was trembling.
"Boss Zheng said the lumbar vertebrae are compressed …"
"No, how about pulmonary embolism?" Professor Tian quickly interrupted.
"Pulmonary embolism? Boss Zheng inserted the embolus catheter and the embolus was extracted in a few minutes. It's fine, "the anesthesiologist said.
After hearing the news, Professor Tian's body went limp and he almost collapsed on the chair.
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