According to the expert's consultation, Academician Chang had to remove the old pacing lead and implant a new one.
Because Academician Chang's condition was unstable, and because of the problem with his old pacemaker wire, it was better to use a new pacemaker first to stabilize the heartbeat.
One hour and 22 minutes ago, under the guidance of the axillary venography, the axillary vein puncture was successful. A temporary pacing lead was inserted through the right femoral vein for temporary pacing protection. The ventricular electrode, Medtron-ic5076, was placed in the lower outflow tract.
Routine detection of pacemaker wire, connection and insertion of pacemaker. The pacemaker was replaced with a Medtronic ADDRL01, and the pacing was normal after surgery.
The urgent problem of cardiac arrest had been solved. What was left was how to remove the discarded pacemaker lead from the subclavian vein.
The expert team had just tried it once.
Because Academician Chang's pacing wire was pressed under the clavicle, the outer layer of the wire was completely peeled off, and the peeling point was embedded between the clavicle and the first rib. If the wire was locked, it might lead to a more serious peeling of the core and the outer layer.
Moreover, the electrode head was adhered to the right auricle, so the screw head could not be pulled at all. After giving it a gentle try, Chief Pang gave up.
Just now, Director Lin saw that Chief Physician Pang had already left the operating room. As for the specific treatment, he would probably need the opinion of the expert panel.
His phone rang again. Director Lin glanced at it and saw that it was his daughter.
Just by looking at the caller ID on his cell phone, he could vaguely feel the little girl meowing beside him. Her heart was filled with warmth and sweetness. She felt the tiredness and fatigue from the rescue earlier disappear without a trace.
"What's the matter?" Dean Lin walked to the locker room, opened the door, and leaned out.
"Dad, I told you a few days ago that Boss Zheng was going to operate on a child with late-stage cancer. Do you remember?" Lin Yuan said with a meow.
"I remember."
"Today, Boss Zheng said that his chances of recovery are slim."
"Yes."
"Hmm?"
Director Lin hummed in two different tones. He was in the zone in an instant, and the hairs on his back stood up.
He was more experienced than Lin Yuan. Director Lin had grasped the key point of the matter in less than a second. Hope was slim, but there was hope!
If it was someone else, Dean Lin would definitely scoff at this. Patients with late-stage cancer should just go home and wait. What nonsense are you talking about?
However, Boss Zheng was a powerhouse who had won the Nobel Prize. He was a god-level doctor who had broken the fourth wall in the medical world.
If he said it was possible, then it was possible, even if the possibility was as faint as the evening breeze.
Director Lin subconsciously stood up straight and changed his identity from that of a loving father to that of an executive vice director. He asked solemnly, "And then? What did Boss Zheng say? "
"I didn't react at the time." Lin Yuan meowed softly. "Boss Zheng asked me if I was interested in this project."
If not for the fact that she was his biological son, Principal Lin really wanted to give her a tight slap. Did all those years of studying go to waste? Boss Zheng asked if you were interested … This was an invitation to join the research team!
Shouldn't she be hugging his thigh and following him no matter what?
Sigh, it's only because he's my biological son. This silly and naive look really resembles me when I was young.
"What do you say?" Dean Lin sighed in his heart and asked softly.
"I didn't say. I was just thinking about what Boss Zheng said …" Lin Yuan lowered his head and meowed.
"Sigh, silly child. This is a good opportunity," Dean Lin said. "Boss Zheng will definitely … Wait … Let me think."
In an instant, countless things appeared in Dean Lin's mind. In the operating theater, Academician Chang was still lying on the operating table. He had to solve the urgent problem first. There was still time to think about the rest.
"Go and change your clothes. There's a problem inside that needs to be solved," Dean Lin said softly.
"Okay." Lin Yuan nodded vigorously.
She knew that her old man definitely wanted to use this opportunity to let her show her face in front of the top professors in the medical circle in the Imperial Capital. At the very least, she had to be familiar with him.
Although it was not popular to take over the position now, it was always possible to be familiar with him and use the old man's way to brighten her future.
Originally, Lin Yuan was very resistant to this. She did not want others to say that she was Dean Lin's daughter when they talked about her. However, there were more things to do today. Lin Yuan was also a little confused, so she nodded and agreed.
Dean Lin asked the head nurse to bring Lin Yuan to change her clothes and quickly walked back to the operating room.
Boss Zheng was really young and energetic. He had just won the Nobel Prize. Before he could enjoy enough flowers and applause, he was going to set off again to challenge the unknown difficulty mission — cancer.
However, with the precedent of winning the Nobel Prize in one year, Dean Lin did not have the mood to question Boss Zheng's decision.
However, this business seemed to overlap. As a father, should he give Lin Yuan more convenience?
The Nobel Prize winner, Boss Zheng, set up a workstation in the cancer hospital? This idea seemed to be very good!
As soon as this thought popped up in his mind, it burned like a wildfire, causing Dean Lin's chest to be filled with a scorching heat.
Workstation … It was simply a genius decision.
Usually, the establishment of a workstation was a gimmick that the hospital or a lower-level hospital wanted to use the reputation of a certain academician.
In fact, it was another way of consultation and freelance surgery. However, if Boss Zheng wanted to set up a workstation in a cancer hospital that was not weaker than the 912, his family would definitely have to spend a lot of money …
More thoughts appeared in Dean Lin's mind. It was extremely difficult to build a workstation.
"Transfer to the hospital. We have to open the chest to remove the electrode head." A voice came from the operating room. Department Director Pang from the Circulation Treatment Center said with certainty, "At the very least … we'll only dare to try to remove the old pacemaker when there's a surgeon around."
Director Lin immediately calmed himself down. He should hurry up and send Academician Chang away. Then, he would think about Boss Zheng's workstation.
"Director Pang, shall we go to your hospital?" Director Lin asked.
"Hmm … Let's go to the First Affiliated Hospital of Provincial Capital Medical University," Chief Pang said. "The supraclavicular artery involves the content of the Vascular Department. I'll contact Chief Sun Chao. That side has a stronger heart and is more reliable. "
Academician Chang's problem was more troublesome and could not be solved by specialized hospitals.
The Cancer Hospital also had a vascular surgery department, but the vascular surgery department here was relatively weak. It was far from being as good as the First Affiliated Hospital of Provincial Capital Medical University, 912, and a few other top Class Three Grade A hospitals.
Director Pang's words made sense. Director Lin nodded in agreement.
Soon, the head nurse of the operating theater brought Lin Yuan in. Even in front of a group of male doctors, Lin Yuan still stood out. Her tall and slender figure made her stand out wherever she went.
"Director Liang, Director Pang, this is my daughter," Director Lin introduced.
"Little Lin has graduated from Harvard? Where is she now? " Director Liang wanted to smile to express his goodwill, but Academician Chang was still lying in the operating theater. He could not smile at all.
"912, Boss Zheng's medical team."
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