Xie Yiren had nothing to do, so she took Zheng Ren's keys and went to clean up his locker. It was better to buy hooks and toiletries as soon as possible. Otherwise, she might have to work all night in the hospital and not even have time to brush her teeth.
It was better to be prepared for such things.
"Boss Zheng, there has been progress on the small nodules of liver cancer project. Do you want to go on stage today to take a look?" Department Chief Kong asked after arranging the trivial matters.
There was nothing to do downstairs. The patients had just been admitted. The surgery could only be carried out tomorrow. Zheng Ren was not in a hurry to look at the radiographic films, so he agreed with a smile.
Only Chang Yue and Su Yun were definitely not enough. Department Chief Kong assigned Dr. Shen, the chief resident from Zheng Ren's previous visit to Imperial Capital, to Zheng Ren's group to help guide Chang Yue and familiarize her with the operation here as soon as possible.
And Su Yun … was not a young master, but a master.
He could not be counted on to do the chores below.
Of course, whether it was Department Chief Kong or Zheng Ren, they did not want this guy to do chores. If that was the case, it would be a waste of natural resources.
Just as he was about to go on stage with Department Chief Kong, Zheng Ren received a call. He picked it up and saw that it was a strange foreign number.
Professor?
Only then did he realize that he had forgotten to pick up the professor in the morning.
Sweat …
"Lil Fugui, where are you?" Zheng Ren picked up the phone and asked.
"Okay, I'll ask Su Yun to pick you up. Just wait." After Zheng Ren said that, he did not give the professor a chance to complain and hung up the phone.
"Professor Rudolph?" Department Chief Kong immediately guessed the truth and asked with a smile.
"Haha, I forgot. I completely forgot about it." Zheng Ren chuckled.
"The 64-slice CT scan with 3D-image reconstruction and the CT room have formed a joint project. Now, the surgeon has to perform reconstruction for every liver cancer patient with small nodules." Department Chief Kong said to Zheng Ren, "The effect is indeed good. After the follow-up, the cure rate has significantly improved."
"How many cases have you done?" Zheng Ren asked.
"338 cases, 92 of them were cured in one go, and the rest are under control."
"That's good." Zheng Ren smiled.
"However, for some patients, the blood vessels are too thin. Even with a 64-slice CT scan with 3D-image reconstruction, there is no way to perform embolization," Department Chief Kong said.
"This is a matter of skill level. As long as you pay attention to it and study it properly, you can improve it."
"Also, I discovered a problem." Department Chief Kong had finally caught Zheng Ren. It was a wonderful thing to have enough time to exchange surgical insights.
"What?"
"There are two patients with tumor branches coming from the internal mammary artery. As you know, superselection is very difficult. During multiple superselections, the repeated superselections of the micro-guide wire caused the plaque attached to the internal mammary artery to drop. "
"Uh …"
"Two patients developed cerebral infarction as a result." Department Chief Kong said, "However, because it was discovered in time, the patients underwent thrombolysis treatment as soon as possible. They recovered very well after the surgery, and there were no major problems."
There were definitely benefits if the surgery was done meticulously, but the corresponding complications would also increase. If it was a simple trick, the patient's symptoms would be alleviated, and there would be almost no complications, but the effect of the surgery … would be the same.
This was a matter of technique, just like the second-stage TIPS surgery. With just a glance, everyone understood the logic behind it. However, most doctors would not be able to do it.
Even young and middle-aged technical backbones like Professor Rudolf Wagner and Gao Shaojie were completely unable to overcome this technical barrier.
"Well, this problem can actually be solved." As Zheng Ren followed Department Chief Kong to the operating theater, he muttered, "Have there been any corresponding patients recently?"
"Yes," Department Chief Kong said. "There are two patients. The tumor's blood vessels are both involved in the internal mammary artery. Moreover, they are relatively old, and there are a large number of plaques in the intima of the blood vessels. I calculated that when you came back, there would be no surgery. "
As he spoke, Department Chief Kong glanced at Zheng Ren and smiled. "Boss Zheng, will you do two demonstration surgeries today?"
"It's not really a demonstration. I'll try to do it for everyone's reference."
"Okay." Department Chief Kong immediately agreed. He took out his phone and made a call. He told the doctors below to let the patient fast and start the surgery at noon.
Everything here was familiar yet strange to him at the same time.
The operating theater of every hospital was similar. The operating theater here was larger than in Sea City, and there were more doctors.
The interventional radiology suite was a special operating theater for vascular, neurological, and tumor interventional surgery.
As for the circulation interventional radiology suite, there was a separate operating theater. After all, there were a large number of patients with myocardial infarctions, and the number of surgeries was large enough to support it.
After changing his clothes, Zheng Ren followed Department Chief Kong to the interventional radiology suite.
Department Chief Kong had four groups under him, and the administration was under his unified management. However, Department Chief Kong did not have that much energy. He only needed to take care of his own business.
In the operating room, the patient had already been sent up. The doctor was busy. Zheng Ren found the patient's 64-slice CT scan with 3D-image reconstruction and inserted it into the radiographic film viewer to study it carefully.
This was indeed the top Class Three Grade A Hospital in the country. The quality of the 64-slice CT scan with 3D-image reconstruction was impeccable.
Zheng Ren was also very emotional to be able to achieve this in just a few months. He was emotional about the basic qualities of the doctors here and Department Chief Kong's ability to lead the team.
The patient's radiographic films were very typical. The cirrhosis nodules had transformed into liver cancer. A few small blood vessels were very thin, but Zheng Ren estimated that Department Chief Kong should be able to succeed in the superselection.
Because it was only a small nodule transformation, the patient's alpha-fetoprotein did not even rise.
This was the benefit of daily physical examinations. If it was ten or twenty years ago, physical examinations would not have been common. When the patient had symptoms, the examination would be carried out. Liver cancer, a malignant tumor with an extremely high degree of malignancy, was already very difficult to treat.
Therefore, liver cancer was known as the king of cancer.
Zheng Ren looked at the radiographic films and understood the patient's condition. He sat down quietly and waited for the surgery to begin.
"Boss, you're here!" The professor's voice came from outside the door.
"Keep your voice down. There's a surgery going on inside," Zheng Ren said.
The professor immediately lowered his voice and stood behind Zheng Ren. He asked in a low voice, "Is it a TIPS surgery?"
"No, it's an interventional surgery for liver cancer," Zheng Ren said.
"What's there to see?" The professor was disdainful. "Boss, you have to realize that our time is very tight."
"It's time to bring up the surgery list. Why don't you go down and help Chang Yue?" Zheng Ren said casually as he saw that Department Chief Kong had already started the superselection in the operating theater.
"Boss, I'm a foreigner. It's already good enough that I can speak Chinese. Writing medical records … I haven't done it for decades." Professor Rudolf Wagner felt a little wronged.
Indeed, the professor had countless people under him. It was enough for him to only be responsible for the surgery.
However, on Zheng Ren's side, his role seemed to have inadvertently become Little Oliver's role. He could not do all kinds of chores.
He felt so helpless.
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Tomorrow, the prelude to the big climax. At five in the morning, he would continue to write during the day. There was still one more to go. Yes, he would inform him in advance. Of course, it was to reserve the monthly tickets for next month.
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