Department Director Qian's attitude towards Gao Shaojie was warm and polite, but he did not show any eagerness to kneel down and lick his boots.
After all, he was a group professor from the First Affiliated Hospital of Provincial Capital Medical University. He had his own standards. If he really encountered an urgent matter, he could just make a phone call. That person would give him face and take the high-speed rail to come over for a consultation and help solve the difficult problem.
Or he could arrange for a patient to be hospitalized in the Provincial Capital for surgery. These were all benefits that could be seen.
However, if one were to say how important it was, that might not be the case.
After expressing his respect, Chief Qian did not say anything else. He only greeted his buddies and led Zheng Ren and Gao Shaojie into the ICU.
"This patient is a small leader. Recently, his blood pressure and blood lipids have been high, so he walks ten thousand steps a day. After work, he had to go to a restaurant not far away, so he didn't drive. Instead, he walked there, "Chief Qian said as he changed his clothes." I didn't expect to encounter this unexpected disaster. "
"How is the patient's condition now?" Zheng Ren asked.
"It's alright." Chief Qian said, "He hasn't urinated yet, but his blood pressure has risen to 60/30 mmHg."
Although the blood pressure was still not high, it was a qualitative change from nothing to something.
When he entered the ICU, the ventilator, monitor, venous pump, and blood filter made all sorts of noises, causing his heart rate and blood pressure to rise involuntarily.
Su Yun sat next to the patient's bed with a pen and paper in his hands, recording some numbers.
"Su Yun, how's the situation?" Chief Qian asked.
Since Su Yun had left the ICU, he was no longer considered Chief Qian's soldier. However, this fellow had the ability to make Chief Qian and Old Chief Physician Pan fight against each other several times. Even when they failed, they still treated him as one of their own.
This kind of ability, Zheng Ren was ashamed of his inferiority.
However, a handsome man had his own way, and a tiger had its own strength (Note 1). Zheng Ren was qualified to be called boss by Su Yun, so he could completely ignore the subtle relationship between people.
Su Yun was still sitting on the chair. He had no intention of standing up at all. He raised his head and said, "Fortunately, I can probably pull out the tube the day after tomorrow."
Director Qian trusted Su Yun's judgment. His face was filled with the kind of smile one would get when witnessing his nephew's prowess.
Gao Shaojie was puzzled when he saw Su Yun raise his head. He had initially thought that this person was a technician in the CT room.
Later, during the emergency treatment, he saw that he dared to cut open the liver and pinched the hepatic portal with his hand. He judged that he should be an emergency doctor who knew how to operate CT machines. He was also very experienced and highly skilled.
Pinching the hepatic hilum with one's bare hands could lead to complications such as avulsion and necrosis. Ordinary doctors would be intimidated by such complications.
Not making a move has nothing to do with me. If he made a move but couldn't do it well, it would be a big problem.
However, the difficulty of this task was not just a little high.
Therefore, doctors who did not know what they were doing would definitely not dare to make incisions in the resuscitation room and stop bleeding with their bare hands.
Even if he had a clear idea of what was going on, he still had to be hot-blooded.
After all, the life and death of a patient without blood pressure were unknown, and the probability of rescue was extremely low.
This kind of operation had hidden dangers.
But now, she saw him in the ICU again.
When Gao Shaojie heard the meaning behind Chief Qian's words and the familiarity and friendliness in his tone, he vaguely felt that this doctor named Su Yun was the mainstay of the ICU. He was the kind of capable and down-to-earth chief resident that the chief physician liked the most.
No matter what kind of patient was handed over to him, he could go home and sleep without worry.
This …
That was way too awesome.
How many majors did he cross over? How could he be this powerful?
He seemed to be Zheng Ren's assistant.
No wonder Zheng Ren said that with an assistant at home, it would be fine.
"Boss, you're as tired as a dog today. You should go back and sleep early." Su Yun did not know and did not want to know Gao Shaojie's psychological activities. After briefly reporting the patient's situation, he blew at the black hair on his forehead. He was extremely handsome and then told Zheng Ren.
"…" Gao Shaojie was truly confused.
Su Yun was a junior doctor? How could a junior doctor speak to a senior doctor in such a tone? He was as tired as a dog … F * ck!
But if he was not a junior doctor, the title of boss was not something that ordinary doctors could afford.
Even Gao Shaojie himself didn't have a National Natural Science Foundation, so he wasn't a real boss.
Forget it, I don't understand. The more I think about it, the more I feel like I'm full of questions.
Gao Shaojie stood calmly at the side, watching this strange pair of partners.
"Yes, it's quite tiring." Zheng Ren replied calmly as if he did not notice Su Yun's words. "I'll have to trouble you on this side."
"It's not hard at all. This kind of patient with hemorrhagic shock can adjust his state in one night," Su Yun said with a smile.
Zheng Ren glanced at the monitor and ventilator. The parameters on it made him feel very at ease, so he said goodbye and left.
As he walked, he suddenly remembered something. He picked up the phone and dialed a number.
"Hello, Chief Sun."
"Chief Zheng, what's the matter?" Chief Sun seemed to be drinking on the other side of the phone. His tongue was a little loose.
"Is the patient with decompensated cirrhosis hospitalized?" Zheng Ren asked.
"Oh, he's hospitalized. I was going to bring him to let you take a look at him tomorrow."
"Tomorrow morning, give him an MRI diffusion of the liver. Yes, it's diffusion, "Zheng Ren said." When you're done, let me know. I'll just look at the radiographic films on the computer. "
After saying that, Zheng Ren hung up the phone.
"Chief Zheng, you have a patient who needs to undergo TIPS surgery?" Gao Shaojie asked in surprise.
"What a coincidence."
"Do a liver MRI diffusion? Is this a new differential diagnosis method? "Gao Shaojie's level was very high. He immediately found the crux of the problem.
"Yes." Zheng Ren walked out of the ICU. "It's getting late. Teacher Gao, go back and rest early. We'll talk about the specific differential diagnosis tomorrow when we look at the radiographic films. "
"Okay, okay." Gao Shaojie quickly agreed.
Returning to the emergency ward, Zheng Ren walked in to change his clothes. Gao Shaojie thought for a moment and did not follow Zheng Ren. Instead, he went downstairs and prepared to take Wang Qiang's car to Shangri-La.
"Teacher, does he really know how to perform TIPS surgery?" Wang Qiang still could not believe this fact.
"He doesn't know how to do it," Gao Shaojie said after a few seconds of silence.
'Oh, so that's how it is.' Wang Qiang thought to himself, 'If I had to say, the level of intervention in Sea City General Hospital is no match for the Secondary Hospital. They don't even have an interventional department, yet they still want to do TIPS surgery? '
"It's another way to find a brand new way to perform TIPS surgery," Gao Shaojie said seriously and firmly. Gao Shaojie said seriously and firmly, "However, Chief Zheng's standards are indeed high. I can't see how high he is exactly. Moreover, this method might change the future direction of interventional surgery. It might even win the Nobel Prize in Medicine. "
"…"
"Who knows? I'm just curious. We'll know tomorrow." Gao Shaojie walked out of the emergency building of Sea City General Hospital.
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Note 1: This was a quote from Master Shimura in a single chapter before the New Year. Ever since the opening of the book, there was a plot that was said to be plagiarized from Master Shimura's book by the readers. They did not dare to read it anymore. It was troublesome. They automatically subscribed to it. Every day, they glanced at the chapter name and could only hope that Master Shimura would write a single chapter.
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