Gao Shaojie called a classmate in the United States.
Back then, his classmate had stayed in the United States and successfully obtained his medical qualification after a few years. Many of his classmates were envious of him.
Being a doctor in the United States was considered a very good profession. It was a hundred times better than being a doctor in China. Even though Gao Shaojie was the Deputy Chief of the First Affiliated Hospital of Provincial Capital Medical University, he was still very envious.
It was still early, but Gao Shaojie was too curious about this matter, so he had to disturb his classmate's dream.
After saying a few words and understanding the situation, Gao Shaojie hung up the phone.
There was no breakthrough in TIPS surgery at all. Even the Mayo Clinic in the United States used a well-known surgical method.
At most, he could place a tube made of special material in the hepatic vein as a marker.
Even so, it could only solve part of the problem of puncture. The difficulty of TIPS surgery was still extremely high.
It could be said that this was just an improved surgical method. It did not fundamentally change the TIPS surgery.
Gao Shaojie's classmate said that he had just gone to the Mayo Clinic a while ago. The TIPS surgery there required at least three to five needle punctures. There was no breakthrough, and he even made fun of Gao Shaojie. With the medical standards in the country, it was impossible for them to be better than the Mayo Clinic.
It was just a pipe dream.
He put down the phone. Although he was a little unhappy, he was very restrained and did not refute the young doctor's words.
It was already pretty good if one could trust thirty percent of what they said.
However, the words of the people in Sea City were really unreliable. I should try not to come here in the future.
The Mayo Clinic required three to five needle punctures for TIPS surgery. How could a junior doctor in Sea City succeed with one needle?
How could this be? Isn't this the legendary godly doctor?
It's just a rumor, Gao Shaojie thought to himself.
The car soon arrived at the hotel. Gao Shaojie went to rest while Wang Qiang went to the Secondary Hospital to see the patients.
The night passed quietly.
The next morning, Gao Shaojie woke up early and had breakfast.
He didn't eat much. The main point was to eat a medium-well fried egg.
Every time before performing TIPS surgery, Gao Shaojie would eat one of these eggs, whether it was at home or when he went out for freelance surgery.
It was as if the God of Surgery, whether he existed or did not exist, would make today's surgery go a little smoother because of this medium-rare fried egg.
It was the same concept as the Night Shift God. Fried eggs were just a beautiful wish.
As for whether it would work or not, that was another matter.
At 7: 30 pm, Wang Qiang drove to pick up Gao Shaojie.
On the way, Wang Qiang showed Gao Shaojie the patient's last test report from yesterday. Although it was not necessarily related to the surgery, it was always good to know more about the situation.
This was also Gao Shaojie's habit.
At 7: 50 pm, the two arrived at the Secondary Hospital.
Gao Shaojie attended the morning shift of the Department of Interventional Medicine of the Secondary Hospital and took a look at the patients who would be operated on today.
Then, Wang Qiang's junior doctor sent the patient to the operating theater. Gao Shaojie sat with Wang Qiang in the office and chatted for a few minutes.
According to Gao Shaojie's temper, under normal circumstances, he would go to the operating theater with the patient.
While preparing for the surgery, he took the opportunity to look at the model of the machine, whether it was compatible with his hands, and how to operate it.
Every manufacturer's consumables were more or less different. For general surgeries, the difference was not big. However, for TIPS surgery, it was better to be more familiar with it.
Because Wang Qiang was assigned fewer beds, Gao Shaojie only saw two or three patients in the ward.
There was also another group of patients.
When he was making ward rounds, Gao Shaojie saw a few 'abnormal' patients.
Their bedside notes all had the words' decompensated cirrhosis' written on them, and they all had the diagnosis of ascites.
However, looking at their complexions and stomachs, they did not look like decompensated cirrhosis patients.
His heart skipped a beat. Could it be that these patients were all patients who had undergone TIPS surgery a few days ago?
Therefore, he was not in a hurry to go to the operating theater. Instead, he followed Wang Qiang to the doctor's office to check the surgery records and other examination results.
If it was a patient after TIPS surgery, in theory, he would not be able to recover so well.
Gao Shaojie was full of doubts. He asked Wang Qiang to find the medical records of those patients and began to check them himself.
The surgery records would not record the number of needles that were punctured. It could only prove that the patient had undergone TIPS surgery.
However, the preoperative and postoperative test results were objective proof that the patient's condition was recovering.
It was indeed TIPS surgery. The patient recovered extremely well after the surgery. The ascites subsided day by day, but the blood ammonia did not increase significantly.
Most of the patients did not have obvious hepatic encephalopathy. Only one patient had a brief hepatic encephalopathy after the surgery. However, under the effect of the medicine, it only took one or two days for the patient to recover.
This surgery was very well done, Gao Shaojie exclaimed.
Even the patients who had undergone TIPS surgery at the First Affiliated Hospital of Provincial Capital Medical University did not recover so well. Hepatic encephalopathy, in particular, was like a demon that entangled the patient and was difficult to get rid of.
Especially for patients who had undergone TIPS surgery, there was a high probability that they would develop hepatic encephalopathy after the surgery. After all, the venous blood did not flow through the liver. Without a filtering process, the blood ammonia content in the blood was extremely high.
Many patients would rather give up the opportunity to undergo TIPS surgery than to get hepatic encephalopathy and lose the last dignity of their lives.
Gao Shaojie had once performed TIPS surgery on a teacher in his 70s. After the surgery, due to severe hepatic encephalopathy, the teacher, who had originally looked like an old pedant, seemed to have changed into a different person. He urinated and defecated everywhere, which was very embarrassing.
The embarrassment was secondary. The quality of life of the patient had been greatly affected.
The benefits that the patient obtained from TIPS surgery could not compare to the side effects. Gao Shaojie had reflected on this many times and actively studied the new progress of TIPS surgery.
However, after so many years, there was still nothing.
The data was in front of him. The patients who had undergone TIPS surgery in batches a few days ago had recovered extremely well after the surgery.
Could it be that what Wang Qiang's junior doctor said last night was true?
Gao Shaojie muttered to himself.
He could not understand the reason until Wang Qiang's phone rang. The junior doctor said that the operating theater was ready for the surgery and was just waiting for Gao Shaojie to go on stage.
"Teacher Gao, the higher-ups are ready," Wang Qiang reminded him in a low voice.
"Oh, oh," Gao Shaojie said apologetically. "I'm sorry. I was too engrossed in thinking about things."
How could Wang Qiang not know what Gao Shaojie was thinking? However, he did not personally see the legendary 'amazing person' of Zhong City General Hospital perform TIPS surgery. To be honest, he did not believe it.
Even the patients who had undergone TIPS surgery recovered very well after the surgery.
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At 7: 55 am, Professor Rudolf Wagner arrived at the emergency building of Sea City General Hospital. Before he could enter, he was called by Zheng Ren to Feng Xuhui's car and went straight to the Secondary Hospital.
Zheng Ren was looking forward to today's surgery.
It was not the TIPS surgery itself, but the second stage of the mission given by the System.
Zheng Ren was not looking forward to the experience of 3,000 cases of radiofrequency ablation. With the experience of these 3,000 surgeries, the success rate of Zheng Yunxia's radiofrequency ablation could be greatly increased.
Zheng Ren's focus was still on the success rate of interventional surgery + 2.
Curiosity killed the cat.
Zheng Ren was just curious. He did not know if the System would give him a reward that would make him smile even in his dreams.
At 8: 30 am, Feng Xuhui drove to the Secondary Hospital.
Last time, Director Zhang brought people to welcome Zheng Ren at the entrance of the Inpatient Department. But this time …
Zheng Ren saw a group of people surrounding the entrance of the Inpatient Department from afar. He did not know what had happened.
Feng Xuhui carefully parked the car a little further away and the few of them walked over.
"You bastards, I'm sitting here today. Do as you see fit!"
From afar, he heard an old but energetic voice.
Was it a medical dispute? It did not seem like it.
Wouldn't a medical dispute be one of crying, two of them making a scene, and three of them threatening to hang themselves? Moreover, when they wanted to cause trouble, they would gather a large group of people and block the entrance of the hospital.
Zheng Ren had never seen a medical dispute caused by a single person.
Was this a hospital employee?
Was it because the Secondary Hospital could not pay their salary? Their family was waiting for the rice to be cooked, so they began to ask for money from various channels?
The hospital was no longer an iron rice bowl.
The Medical Insurance Bureau was controlling it from above, and there was pressure from the patients. Not to mention the doctors, the hospital itself was struggling.
Moreover, in recent years, many consortia had begun to target the fat meat of public hospitals.
It was not like a certain field department, renting an outpatient clinic in a public hospital to earn a small amount of money. This was all minced meat. Now, large consortia had begun to swallow large public Class Three Grade A hospitals.
This situation was mainly in the Northeast.
After swallowing, Zheng Ren did not know the specific means of profit. In any case, large public Class Three Grade A hospitals that were famous before they were acquired began to become weak. Doctors died, fled, or were injured.
However, he had not heard of the Secondary Hospital being sold.
Zheng Ren was full of doubts as he walked to the entrance of the Secondary Hospital's inpatient department.
Director Zhang saw Zheng Ren from afar and parted the crowd to greet him.
"Chief Zheng, you're here." Director Zhang was as enthusiastic as ever.
"Yes, what's going on?" Zheng Ren asked.
"Sigh." Director Zhang sighed with a sad face. He looked back and said carefully, "Five or six years ago, a homeless man who was dying of tuberculosis fainted in the courtyard of the Secondary Hospital. At that time, out of kindness, he was admitted to the hospital. Director Ren sent someone to the Civil Affairs Bureau, and a few families contributed some money to treat his tuberculosis. "
"Isn't that good?" Zheng Ren was confused.
Saving lives and helping the injured should be a good thing.
"Yes, this is indeed a good thing. However, after he was cured, he refused to leave the hospital no matter what and insisted on staying in our Secondary Hospital. "Director Zhang smiled bitterly." We also thought of many ways, using both carrot and stick. Later, he was forced into a corner. Once, he even climbed up to the rooftop and said that if he was not allowed to stay, he would jump down. "
Director Zhang frowned and felt a little awkward.
After all, this was a family scandal and the hospital's leadership did not do a good job. However, they attached great importance to Zheng Ren and did not want to lose face in front of him.
However, the more they feared, the more likely it would happen.
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