"I and …" Chief Geng subconsciously said two words before he stopped. He realized that he was not familiar with Boss Zheng, but Zhou Chunyong was!
It was said that because of the TIPS technique, the two chief interventional radiologists in Imperial Capital's Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery had a lot of open and veiled strife with each other.
There were many more unbearable rumors, but this gave Chief Geng a glimmer of hope — Zhou Chunyong could invite Boss Zheng.
"Ask Boss Zheng to come. Is it an intervention or a thoracotomy?" Chief Geng asked tentatively.
"Old Geng, I told you to ask that," Zhou Chunyong said. "Don't tell me you really think that interventional surgery can solve the problem?"
"…"
"Of course it's a thoracotomy." Zhou Chunyong continued, "Boss Zheng does this kind of hybrid surgery under the DSA machine the most. He has already started to try new things."
"A few days ago, on the day Boss Zheng won the Nobel Prize, he broadcast a second valve replacement surgery live. Did you watch it?"
Department Director Geng shook his head in confusion.
"Interventional radiography to search for capillaries and reduce bleeding. You don't even want to watch such a major surgery." Zhou Chunyong patted Chief Geng's shoulder hard. "Watch more live surgery broadcasts. We're all old. Boss Zheng's surgery is the real hybrid surgery!"
Hearing Zhou Chunyong's words, Chief Geng's heart ignited a flame of hope.
As long as the problem could be solved, it did not matter if it was solved by Boss Zheng or someone else. It did not matter.
Chief Geng knew that Zhou Chunyong was referring to hybridization surgery, but he did not have time to think about it now. The fire was burning at the eyebrows, so he had to focus on the present.
"I'll talk to Director Ma. You can find Boss Zheng and then go through the hospital's channels," Director Geng said.
Zhou Chunyong nodded, suppressing the joy in his heart.
"Old Zhou, do you think we should still try to use interventional methods to remove the foreign object?" Chief Geng asked.
"Let's give it a try. If it works, the children won't have to suffer," Zhou Chunyong said. "It will take at least an hour for Boss Zheng to come here. I just asked him, and he still has surgeries to perform. "
"You …"
"What about me?!" Zhou Chunyong didn't panic at all. He said, "Hurry up, let's give it a try."
Chief Geng did not have time to dwell on this. It was good enough that the problem could be solved. No matter what Zhou Chunyong was thinking, knowing that Boss Zheng was standing behind him was a silent support in itself.
After contacting Chief Ma, he and Zhou Chunyong went directly to the operating table. After Zhou Chunyong changed his clothes, he walked out of the operating room and told the patient's parents about the current situation. He also emphasized that he had invited Boss Zheng, who had just won the Nobel Prize from the 912.
Almost all doctors have to do the same thing — I've done my best.
There was a limit to one's strength. Doctors and the patient's family members had the same goal. However, one was trying his best to do it, while the other was waiting below. Their perspectives were different, and their final expectations were different. Naturally, the results would be different as well.
Be it Chief Ma or Zhou Chunyong, there was only one thing they could do — lower the psychological expectations of the patient's family.
No one could guarantee that the surgery would be successful. If it failed, the family would have a psychological expectation that they would not break down and do something out of line. As for what to do next, he would have to deal with it as it came.
In any case, he had done his best, so he had a clear conscience.
Zhou Chunyong was already used to spending half of his energy on medical treatment, so he didn't even complain. This kind of operation had already become a normal procedure, so it had to be strict.
After explaining the child's situation, Zhou Chunyong gave his wife a few more reminders under the tearful eyes of the patient's family members. Then, he went to the operating theater to prepare for the surgery.
The operating room was filled with people. Although there were only a few staples in the airway, no one knew what would happen.
The people from the relevant departments were guarding the operating room, waiting to be rescued at any time.
After the general anesthesia was over, Zhou Chunyong put on a lead apron and went to scrub his hands. The two chief physicians of a large Class Three Grade A Hospital in the Imperial Capital went on stage at the same time. It could be said that they attached great importance to this matter.
In terms of technical level, it was almost the highest level of intervention that could be produced in the country.
If it were not for Little Zheng's trump card, Zhou Chunyong could pat his chest and say that if he could not do it, no one else could do it either!
He washed his hands, laid out the sheet, and prepared for the surgery.
The airtight lead door slowly closed. Zhou Chunyong was the assistant first, letting Chief Geng perform the surgery.
The position of the surgeon and the assistant was a little strange. Usually, when performing femoral artery catheterization, the shadows were different. They could only try their best to adapt.
Chief Ma was in charge, so he was a little nervous. This kind of nervousness was the nervousness after having a certain amount of hope. It was not like the previous consultation with the whole hospital, where a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water.
Previously, he had judged that the success rate of the surgery was only 20%. The rest was to go to the Medical Investigation Commission endlessly to solve the mess left behind by this matter.
However, Zhou Chunyong's appearance and the invitation of Boss Zheng made Chief Ma's evaluation of this surgery finally rise to an acceptable level.
Although the image of the eight staples on the chest plate kept echoing in his mind, it was not something that a human could do and could not be taken out. However, every time he thought of this, it would be shattered by a bullet.
Chief Ma still remembered the interventional surgery to remove the bullet embolism in the heart.
This surgery could be considered Boss Zheng's first surgery in the medical world in the Imperial Capital. Before this, he was only slightly famous in the 912. For this surgery, the First Affiliated Hospital of Provincial Capital Medical University had also become a background cloth.
However, Boss Zheng's surgery was very good. He could not even give a diagnosis on his side. Boss Zheng came to take a look at the radiographic films and took it out after the intervention.
The patient was discharged from the hospital three days later. Even he himself was stunned. He did not feel anything before or after. How did he take out a bullet like magic?
What he was doing now was just an attempt, an attempt that was almost certain to fail. Then, Boss Zheng came and performed surgery under the DSA machine. That was the real deal!
He looked at the screen silently. The bronchial catheter had already been inserted, and then the miniature harvester was also inserted.
However, with the mechanical ventilation of the ventilator, the miniature harvester seemed to be trying its luck as it tried to catch the staples in the airway.
Every time he vaguely saw the miniature harvester and the staples collide, Chief Ma's heart would be in his throat.
If he could use a minimally invasive method to solve it, that would be the best method!
However, every time, the outcome would disappoint him. The miniature harvester could not catch the small staples at all. With every ventilation of the ventilator, the position of the staples would more or less change.
Zhou Chunyong caught the staples as if he was trying his luck, but when he raised it to the vocal cavity, he touched the surrounding tissue and the staples fell back in.
As time passed, the surgeon changed from Chief Geng to Zhou Chunyong, and from Zhou Chunyong to Chief Geng. But the same thing was — no one succeeded.
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