Uh … "Zheng Ren hesitated for a moment.
What had he done just now? He seemed to be standing here and directing the resuscitation.
Was this because he did not know what was going on? Zheng Ren deeply reflected on himself. Although he knew that if there was a next time, he would probably still rush up and do everything he could, this did not affect his current reflection.
"Young man, which department are you from? Have you seen malignant high fever before? "the chief anesthesiologist bent down and rubbed his numb legs as he asked with a smile.
The patient was injected with dantrolene and went to the intensive care unit to survive the 72-hour critical period.
This matter was like a mountain rain in summer. It came and went in a hurry. It was enough that the treatment was timely, the symptoms were right, and there were no future problems.
"I'm from the Department of Interventional Medicine." Zheng Ren did not have the imposing aura that he had when he was commanding the resuscitation. He was a little embarrassed as he lowered his head and said.
"Huh?" The chief anesthesiologist was stunned.
Department of Interventional Medicine? Why did he come to the operating theater? Moreover, such a young doctor from the Department of Interventional Medicine was actually very familiar with the rescue of an extremely rare malignant high fever.
How strange!
He looked at Zheng Ren in shock and suddenly thought of something. "Are you Boss Zheng of the Nobel Prize?"
"It's a recommendation, a recommendation," Zheng Ren corrected him embarrassedly.
It was just a recommendation and a candidate. It was far from the level of a Nobel Prize. How far had these words spread? In a few days, would they think that he had won four or five Nobel Prizes?
"No wonder. He's really amazing," Chief Xu said with emotion.
"Chief Xu, are you alright?" Professor Yang ran back. He saw Chief Xu of the Department of Anesthesiology holding his legs with both hands and constantly rubbing them. He quickly asked.
"I'm fine," Chief Xu said. "My arms and legs are old. Fortunately, I didn't delay the resuscitation."
"Malignant high fever … I didn't expect to really encounter it." Professor Yang still had a lingering fear.
When it came to malignant high fever, both Chief Xu and Professor Yang had solemn expressions.
There were many hidden mines in the medical field. Once encountered, under the current medical environment, what awaited the doctor was only a broken body and broken bones.
For example, the patient just now walked onto the stage. He was fine and there was nothing serious. However, he did not even have the surgery and he was already dead.
Who could accept this?
Not to mention how the patient's family would feel, even if it were the few people present, they would not be able to face this situation calmly no matter what.
However, no matter how small the probability of this disease appearing was, it was an objective reality.
Regardless of whether it was the patient or the anesthesiologist, they were lucky not to encounter it in their entire lives.
I've touched him … Tsk tsk.
He remembered reading a biographical article written by a medical doctor. He was a doctor specializing in anesthesiology. After encountering a case of malignant high fever, he resolutely gave up the medical profession and became a medical lawyer.
Ten years of hard work had been destroyed in an instant.
However, Zheng Ren understood.
This was the Imperial Capital. With Concorde and dantrolene, everything could be explained and saved.
However, if it were Sea City General Hospital, what would they do?
This was a disease that had been determined by modern medicine. There were still many diseases that had not been determined by modern medicine. What should be done if a patient died suddenly for no reason?
There was no solution.
"Boss Zheng, do you also have research on emergency cases in the Department of Anesthesiology?" Chief Xu asked with a smile.
"I've read the relevant reports. It says what kind of situation there will be. I'll just treat it as it is." Zheng Ren was a little embarrassed. "Chief Xu, I'm sorry."
"What's there to be sorry about? Your treatment and rescue plan are right. Why do you have to say sorry?!" Chief Xu said with a glare.
In the end, Zheng Ren apologized honestly.
Out of the background of the rescue, Zheng Ren knew what he was doing. The main reason was that his hormone level was low and he had calmed down.
"You guys go ahead. I'll go to the ICU to take a look," Chief Xu said. "I've only seen two cases of this disease. This is the third case and the only one that was successfully rescued. I'll go take a look at the patient's symptoms after the intravenous injection of dantrolene. If I encounter it again in the future, there will be a way. "
As he spoke, Chief Xu took a deep look at Zheng Ren and turned to leave.
"Boss Zheng, it's all thanks to you," Professor Yang said with a bad expression. He was still in a state of shock.
"It's nothing." He was already very familiar with Professor Yang, so Zheng Ren was no longer so restrained and polite. He said with a smile.
"What are you doing in the operating theater?" Professor Yang asked.
"Chief Miao has a patient with an adrenal tumor complicated with other rare endocrine diseases. I participated in the consultation of the whole hospital. Isn't this the surgery today? Chief Miao asked me to take a look, "Zheng Ren said.
"Thank goodness, thank goodness," Professor Yang touched his heart and said exaggeratedly.
"It's all in the past. The patient probably won't have any problems. It's only been more than an hour now, and dantrolene can reach all parts of the skeletal muscle. I touched it later. The patient's limbs are already soft. It should be fine. Don't worry, Brother Yang. "
Professor Yang wanted to say something, but when the words reached his mouth, they turned into a sigh.
Zheng Ren knew what he wanted to say. There was no point in saying it, so he might as well let it go.
"Boss Zheng, did you do the live broadcast of the TIPS surgery yesterday?" Professor Yang suddenly remembered something and asked.
"Yes." Zheng Ren nodded.
"You … are bold because you are skilled. But Boss Zheng, it's better to be careful, "Professor Yang reminded him kindly. Professor Yang kindly reminded him, "TIPS surgery is different from other surgeries. If it was other surgeries, it would be fine. TIPS surgery requires luck. Once the live broadcast of the surgery fails, it will have a very bad impact on your future work. "
Zheng Ren knew that this was a good thing, but Professor Yang did not seem to understand the situation.
"It's okay, Brother Yang." Zheng Ren smiled and said, "I've made some improvements to the problem of the TIPS surgery's approach. I can basically determine the surgical approach. Failure … It's not impossible, but the probability is very low. "
Professor Yang looked at Zheng Ren in surprise. He really did not know where Zheng Ren's confidence came from.
"Brother Yang, are you okay here? I'll go take a look at the surgery in the Department of Urology," Zheng Ren said.
"Boss Zheng, are you sure there's no problem?" Yang Lei pondered for a while and asked.
"In theory, it's the same as an appendectomy," Zheng Ren said with a smile. "There's even no problem with an ectopic appendix."
"…" Professor Yang was stunned. Then, he asked, "The Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery used to have similar surgeries for portal hypertension and gastric varicose veins, but they're rarely done now. Boss Zheng, I'll take in a patient. Do you want to do it? "
"Thank you in advance," Zheng Ren said with a smile.
The Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery seemed to have been pried open by him.
He really did not expect to gain something by going on stage to watch the surgery in the Department of Urology. This could be considered a pleasant surprise.
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