Chief Zheng. "Chang Yue led the little girl to stand in front of Zheng Ren.
The little girl did not have the cold and fearful expression of rejection. Instead, there was a hint of trust in her expression. Zheng Ren was very impressed by Chang Yue. As long as she was willing, it seemed that anyone could become her friend.
Whether it was this' mature 'little girl in front of him or the many patients and their families in Sea City back then, they were all the same.
Other than him, the medical team leader.
It was not without reason that she had been sent to the medical administration division back then.
"It's fine." Zheng Ren's thoughts ran wild as he said, "Considering it's avoidance-restrictive feeding disorder, I'll just correct it."
"What should we do?" Chang Yue asked seriously.
"Now she only eats porridge every day. Gradually, it will turn into mashed food such as yogurt, applesauce, and pudding.
"After a few days, it will turn into a coarse mashed food such as oatmeal and mashed potatoes. After that, she can eat softer solid food such as rice, noodles, bread, and potatoes. "
"It's that simple?" Chang Yue looked at Zheng Ren in surprise.
"It's not that simple." Zheng Ren smiled and wanted to touch the little girl's head. However, he saw her make a slight movement to avoid it. She reacted instantly and stopped abruptly.
It was a very stiff stop. Zheng Ren retracted his hand, not wanting to agitate her.
"When her grandfather comes back and signs the agreement, the old man can quickly go home after the surgery." Zheng Ren retracted his hand and said with a smile, "Seeing that the patient is better, her problem will also be solved soon. I was just talking about a small matter. The main point is still the surgery. "
Although Chang Yue felt that Zheng Ren's explanation was too simple, she still had a considerable degree of trust in her boss's diagnosis and treatment after so long.
Since Chief Zheng had said so, it was settled.
Zhou Litao was busy. For some reason, the emergency department was in a frenzy that night. There was a continuous stream of patients with minor injuries and no time to entertain Zheng Ren.
Zheng Ren was not in the mood to stay in the emergency department either.
The patient's condition was a little special. If he really had to perform surgery in the afternoon tomorrow, he would have to do a few more training sessions in the System's operating theater.
This kind of patient's surgery completion rate was less than 95%, so Zheng Ren did not dare to perform the surgery directly. The thought of so many postoperative complications gave him a headache.
Chang Yue said she wanted to stay with the little girl and watch her eat.
It was a silent night.
The next day, Zheng Ren performed ward rounds and surgeries as usual. After lunch, he sat in his usual spot and read in the System library.
At around 1 pm, Su Yun informed him that the patient's son had returned.
The two of them went up to take a look and saw that Xinglin Garden's lawyer was discussing the relevant legal procedures with the patient's son.
He was probably in his fifties, and his face was deeply wrinkled. Not only was his face covered in dirt, but it also seemed to be mixed with the debris of concrete.
No matter what the lawyer said, he answered meekly. It seemed that he was still a little afraid of lawyers in suits and leather shoes.
"Prepare for surgery," Zheng Ren said to Su Yun when he saw that there was no problem.
Su Yun saw that the patient's son's appearance was a little different from what he had imagined, so he did not say anything else. After going through the legal procedures, Fang Lin gave preoperative instructions and was about to go on stage.
Lao He had already prepared the relevant matters of anesthesia. Propofol and analgesic drugs were ineffective during the surgery, and all the preparations that needed to be intubated were complete.
Regardless of whether Boss Zheng could successfully complete the surgery every time, Lao He's preparations were in accordance with the rules. He was careful and cautious, as if he was treading on thin ice.
Zheng Ren was very satisfied with Lao He's attitude.
One hour and twenty-two minutes later, Fang Lin sent the patient to the operating theater.
With the mask anesthesia, Zheng Ren understood that the biggest goal of interventional surgery was to preserve the patient's lung function. He took a deep breath and calmed his emotions. Then, he waited for the anesthesia to take effect and began to explore with the fiberoptic bronchoscope.
When the mirror went in, Zheng Ren found that the main fistula was in the left superior lobe, and there were also small fistulas in the front and back of the tip.
After he used the balloon to seal the left superior lobe proper, he began to observe the chest bottle.
The bubbles in the chest cavity closed drainage bottle were fewer, but they could not completely disappear. Zheng Ren suspected that there might be a communicating branch at the left superior lobe fistula.
Then, he continued to send the bronchoscope inside.
On one hand, he had to explore as much as possible, and on the other hand, he had to try his best to avoid excessive stimulation of the patient's airway.
Zheng Ren felt that it was simply too difficult.
This kind of operation was a little troublesome even for him, who was at the peak of interventional surgery.
Su Yun carefully assisted from the side. Soon, he found that the communicating branch that he had expected to leak previously covered the left superior lobe, upper lingual lobe, left inferior lobe, dorsal segment of the left inferior lobe, and anterior segment of the left inferior lobe.
The range was too wide. If they were all occluded, the patient's respiratory function could not be guaranteed.
Su Yun stared closely at the Charitis system pressure waveform, his eyebrows tightly knitted together.
"Boss, what do we do next?" Su Yun asked.
"The Charitis system pressure waveform may have the possibility of a false positive. The patient's pressure waveform at the back and front of the tip of the left superior lobe is obviously wider than the other subsegments. The main fistula is confirmed without a doubt. We still need to combine other positioning methods to confirm the communicating branch," Zheng Ren said lightly, and then began to do the test.
Su Yun focused and cooperated.
He saw his boss use a balloon to seal the left superior lobe proper, use a gelatin sponge to seal the left inferior lobe, and the dorsal segment of the left inferior lobe. Then, he looked down at the chest cavity closed drainage bottle.
The bubbles in the bottle disappeared. Su Yun immediately explained to Zheng Ren that the left inferior lobe basal segment collateral ventilation was eliminated.
Zheng Ren then slowly removed the gelatin sponge from the dorsal segment of the left inferior lobe. The blisters in the chest cavity closed drainage bottle still did not appear, indicating that the effect of collateral ventilation in the dorsal segment of the left inferior lobe was small.
The surgery was done very slowly and carefully. The time to observe was longer than the time to perform the surgery.
Zheng Ren used a one-way valve to seal the left superior lobe proper and a gelatin sponge to seal the left inferior lobe. The bubbles in the chest cavity closed drainage bottle completely disappeared.
About half an hour later, he slowly reduced the pressure and took out the left inferior lobe gelatin sponge. No bubbles appeared in the chest cavity closed drainage bottle.
In the end, Zheng Ren only implanted a one-way valve in the left superior lobe proper. The left lingual lobe communicating branch was not further treated for the time being.
Although there was only a one-way valve left, the meticulousness of the operation and exploration during the surgery was hair-raising.
The entire surgery took nearly three hours. Fang Lin was moved by Boss Zheng's stability and patience.
When the surgery was finally completed, it was the same as at the beginning. Boss Zheng's hands were steady as if they had never changed.
"Is it done?" Fang Lin asked softly when he saw Boss Zheng remove the tube and Lao He gave him the medicine.
"Yes, I don't think there will be any problems," Zheng Ren said softly as he looked at the 98% success rate of the surgery given by the System.
Fang Lin saw that the water column in the chest cavity closed drainage bottle fluctuated well, but there were no bubbles. He let out a long sigh of relief.
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