Boss Zheng, what is the Batistu surgery? "Zhao Yunlong took advantage of the interval when no one spoke and braced himself to ask.
Boss Zheng did not seem to have any hobbies. It was quite difficult to cater to his preferences. Zhao Yunlong was still probing, but until now, he had not found a good entry point.
"Advanced dilated cardiomyopathy is a surgical method to remove the hypertrophic myocardium of the left ventricle," Zheng Ren said. "The mortality rate is relatively high, and the global development is not good."
"High mortality rate? How high? "Zhao Yunlong was stunned.
"Old Zhao, are you deliberately causing trouble?" Su Yun said unhappily. He disliked Zhao Yunlong for disturbing the discussion of the surgery, and his words were full of annoyance.
Lin Yuan stood at the side and did not say a word.
The Batistu surgery was a surgical method that was performed the most in Brazil. Not only did Boss Zheng want to carry it out, but he also wanted to use interventional surgery to do it?!
She could no longer express her surprise with words.
"The mortality rate is about 20%," Zheng Ren said. "This is the data from Brazil. The United States is a little higher, but it is less developed. The mortality rate in the United Kingdom is about the same as that in the United States. The difficulty of the surgery is still quite high. "
"…" Zhao Yunlong's heart swelled when he heard the 20% mortality rate.
Boss Zheng was playing with fire!
He was still young. He did well in the TIPS surgery and began to think about creating a new surgical method when he had nothing to do. The reason why a new surgical method was new meant that it was difficult and unpredictable.
What was he thinking? Was it not good to complete the Nobel Prize surgical method properly? If it were Zhao Yunlong himself, he would definitely not think about changing the TIPS surgery for the rest of his life.
"There are many problems. Although the surgical method is not a problem, the material science problem is a big problem!" Su Yun said with a rare caution.
"You can ask Lan Ke about the materials," Zheng Ren said.
In the System's operating theater, Zheng Ren saw the materials and needles for the anchor point. If he wanted to thread the needle inside the heart, DSA guidance was not a problem for Zheng Ren. The main thing was that the thread had to be able to withstand the tension caused by the contraction and relaxation of the heart, as well as the anticoagulation problem.
This was different from the interventional surgery for left ventricular aneurysm.
The main thing was that the thread could not break. Secondly, it could not form thrombosis. Only a breakthrough in material science made this kind of surgery possible.
Knock, knock, knock. There was a knock on the door.
The man who had sat on the curb last night, hugging his head and crying bitterly, stood timidly at the door with the film in his hand.
When he saw the familiar faces of Zheng Ren and Su Yun, he felt slightly reassured.
This was the 912. A person who could wear white clothes and wander around the doctor's office in the ward should not be a liar … right?
"You're here." Su Yun frowned as he looked at the patient's family. His tone was no longer as relaxed and teasing as it was last night.
"Uh …" The patient's family was stunned for a moment. This kind of serious tone was completely different from last night.
What was going on? He bent down and peeked at Su Yun.
"Let me take a look at the film again." Su Yun extended his hand.
This was different from what they had imagined. The patient's family member handed the film over in a daze.
Why were the two good-natured young doctors so serious last night?
Su Yun took out the chest film and inserted it into the film viewer.
"Pa!" It sounded like Su Yun's determination.
"F * ck …" When Zhao Yunlong saw the film, he immediately understood what Boss Zheng and Su Yun were arguing about.
Under normal circumstances, the heart-to-chest ratio on a chest radiograph should be about 1: 2. However, the chest radiograph in front of him showed that the expansion of the heart was extremely obvious. Not to mention 1: 2, it was almost 1: 1.
In other words, the lower half of the left chest cavity was almost completely occupied by the heart.
Could this kind of heart be used for interventional surgery? Boss Zheng was going to heaven.
In Zhao Yunlong's opinion, not to mention interventional surgery, he could not even perform surgery. When he encountered patients with cardiomyopathy, he could just tell them to go home.
In Zhao Yunlong's mind, there was no way to treat such a serious illness.
"Here, you're telling me that you want to perform interventional surgery on this kind of heart?" Su Yun tapped on the radiograph viewer with his fingers.
"Yes. Open the chest and look at the left ventricle. " Zheng Ren also stood in front of the radiograph viewer, he said seriously, "I'll go under the jugular vein and enter the heart through the superior vena cava. I'll insert the needle into the right ventricle and stick to the septum. I'll do the inner anchor point. You use the anchor point on the outside to fix and tie a knot. "
It sounded simple, but if it was really done, it would be harder than ascending to the heavens.
"I know the surgery process, but I don't have any medical supplies," Su Yun said. "Should I call Little Feng and ask?"
"I don't think so. Ask him. If it doesn't work, then hurry up and contact Lanke."
Su Yun began to make the call in doubt.
As expected, Feng Xuhui did not have any spare high-end medical supplies.
Smith, the president of Lanke Asia Pacific, said that the company was doing research on the medical supplies in this area. They still had to consult the headquarters for the specifics. His words were vague and he did not give a clear answer.
Zhao Yunlong listened quietly. He did not say a word of nonsense.
Zhao Yunlong knew what kind of existence Lanke was. Although he could be arrogant when facing Lanke's salesperson, the highest level of contact he had was with the manager of the Imperial Capital Region.
Zhao Yunlong could not even get in touch with the general manager in the country, let alone the president of the Pan-East Asia region.
On the other hand, Boss Zheng did not even bother to make a phone call. Su Yun, his assistant, was the one who contacted him the entire time. Moreover, the general manager of the Imperial Capital Region and the general manager of the domestic region were not in his field of vision at all. A phone call directly found the president of the Pan-East Asia region.
'The difference between people is really big,' Zhao Yunlong thought to himself.
The patient's family stood at the door of the office, at a loss. He did not know what had happened, and no one communicated with him. All of this was completely different from what he had imagined.
The information about the patient was passed between the few of them. No one communicated with each other, and the atmosphere in the office was a little oppressive.
"Boss Zheng? What are you guys doing? " Chief Kong was about to go for lunch. When he passed by the doctor's office, he glanced at it and saw that something was wrong, so he asked.
"Chief, I'm waiting for Lanke's reply," Zheng Ren said in a deep voice as he stared at the radiographic films on the radiographic film viewer.
"Huh? What's wrong? "
Chief Kong walked in with good faith. When he looked up, he saw the bright chest radiographic films.
Uh … Advanced dilated cardiomyopathy. What was Boss Zheng studying?
"Boss Zheng, is there a problem with the circulatory internal medicine treatment?" Chief Kong asked.
His first thought was to use internal medicine, strong heart, diuresis, asthma, and other symptomatic treatments.
However, after saying that, Chief Kong immediately realized that Boss Zheng seemed to have said that he was waiting for Lanke's letter.
Lanke?
Lanke!
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