This was a pleasant surprise that exceeded Zheng Ren's expectations.
Could it be the effect of + 16 Luck? Zheng Ren hated System Trotters very much. If he didn't explain anything, he wouldn't be able to predict in advance and wouldn't be able to maximize the effect.
But it couldn't be helped. The System was like this.
He chatted with Professor Yang along the way and finalized some details. Professor Yang was also very generous. He said that he would directly explain the live broadcast of the surgery to the patient's family as soon as possible.
For the live broadcast of the surgery, communicating with the patient's family from the very beginning and explaining it before the surgery had a completely different effect.
If Professor Yang could do this, it would be another surprise for Zheng Ren.
Professor Yang was in a hurry to go out to the clinic. There was already a mountain of patients there. No matter what, he had to finish today's number before he could get off work.
There was no need to think about going home on time. After seeing the patients who had registered, he still had to go to the ICU to see the patients who had registered today.
The genitourinary surgery was nearing its end when Zheng Ren arrived at the operating theater.
The adrenal tumor was separated very cleanly. The eroded parts were sectioned off, but the entire kidney was not removed.
On the monitor, the patient's vital signs were stable. After the adrenal tumor was removed, there was no sudden drop in blood pressure or any other complications.
Chief Yu saw Zheng Ren standing behind Chief Miao and smiled. "Boss Zheng, did you go to the rescue just now?"
"Yes, malignant high fever," Zheng Ren said softly as he looked at the surgical field.
"Boss Zheng has also studied such a rare disease in the Department of Anesthesiology?" Chief Miao put the cutting and suturing machine aside, turned around, and stepped off the stage.
"I've seen it in a journal. I have an impression of it," Zheng Ren said respectfully as he stepped aside.
"Young man, you have a good memory." Chief Miao did not have much of an expression. The first and second assistants were in charge of the final finishing work of the surgery. He went to another operating room.
On the other side, the skin had already been opened, and the kidney was waiting to be sectioned.
Zheng Ren just smiled and did not leave with Chief Miao. He was not interested in the Department of Genitourinary Surgery. It was only because the patient had participated in the consultation that he came up to take a look.
He did not expect to encounter a rare malignant high fever.
Chief Yu waited for Chief Miao to walk out before he said with a smile, "Chief Zheng, what is malignant high fever?"
It was normal for someone who was not an anesthesiologist not to know about malignant hyperthermia.
Even if they were anesthetists, 90% of them did not know what malignant high fever was. After all, this was a rare complication, and once it acted up … it was basically incurable.
If one knew too much and was still helpless, it would not be good.
"Malignant high fever is not our department's problem," Zheng Ren subconsciously thought of himself as a general surgery doctor, so he said naturally.
"It is the only hereditary disease that can cause perioperative death from routine anesthesia. It's a type of subclinical musculoskeletal disease, which means that the patient usually has no abnormal symptoms, but after exposure to volatile inhalation anesthetics and depolarizing muscle relaxants during general anesthesia, the skeletal muscles will contract rigidly and produce a large amount of energy, which will lead to a rapid and sustained increase in body temperature. "
"Is it easy to cure?"
"It's not easy to treat. If it weren't for the Department of Anesthesiology studying the diagnosis of malignant high fever and dantrolene, this patient would probably have died," Zheng Ren told the truth.
"Lao He went to take a look just now. When he came back, he said that you were commanding the resuscitation." Chief Yu glanced at the anesthesiologist and said, "You scared me."
The anesthesiologist's surname was He. He was the Old He that Director Yu mentioned.
He kept looking at Zheng Ren. Even now, he still could not believe it. He lowered his voice and said, "Boss Zheng, when I went in, I saw our chief squatting down to look at the urine volume. I was scared out of my wits."
"…" Zheng Ren could not continue.
"Our department director usually gets scolded in the face if he says something wrong. How did you do it? " Lao He looked around sneakily, especially behind him. He looked around three times and made sure that the chief was not around before he said that.
If he were to gossip behind the chief's back, if he were to appear behind him unknowingly, the cancer of awkwardness would erupt and spread throughout his body.
Lao He was also very careful. It seemed that he had been reprimanded by Chief Xu of the Department of Anesthesiology.
Zheng Ren tried to recall, but he did not have any memory.
"I don't know either. I went to take a look and confirmed that it was malignant high fever. Then, I started resuscitation. This kind of disease is not common. I reckon that the people present did not have much experience and only said a few words. "Now that Zheng Ren thought about it, he felt a little regretful.
"Speaking of which, I'm used to being the chief resident in my hometown. I'm used to shouting," Zheng Ren said. Zheng Ren said, "Teacher He, please tell us that we have offended you. Please forgive us."
"How could that be!" Lao He looked at Zheng Ren in surprise and said, "I've worked in the operating theater for more than ten years and I've never seen a single case. I've long forgotten what the book says when I'm nervous. I reckon that if I were at the scene, I would want someone to direct the resuscitation. "
"Hehe." Zheng Ren smiled dryly.
"How did you succeed in the end?" Lao He asked.
"The chief called and borrowed dantrolene from Concorde. With intravenous injection and continuous pumping of a micropump, it will probably be controlled very soon, "Zheng Ren said.
"During the Chinese New Year's gathering, it's said that Concorde has already detected a gene for malignant high fever," Lao He said. "But I think it's useless. One test costs thousands of dollars. For the sake of a one in a hundred thousand chance, I think the patient will find it very difficult to accept."
"Yes, I think so too. However, Concorde has medicine, so I'm confident. If it were in my hometown, if I encountered a patient with malignant high fever, I would have just waited for death. "Zheng Ren thought about it now and felt that he was very lucky, whether it was the patient or the hospital.
If it were in Sea City … the consequences would be unimaginable.
They chatted for a while, from malignant high fever to various cases told by the teacher when Lao He was in school. Zheng Ren also reported many cases in his memory. The atmosphere in the operating theater was finally harmonious.
They chatted and laughed. This was the operating theater. This was the operating theater in his memory.
"Boss Zheng, I heard that you went on an emergency liver hydatid resection a while ago?" Lao He suddenly thought of this matter and asked.
"Yes."
"It's a pity that I wasn't on duty that day. Next time we have the chance to meet, what song do you like to listen to? I'll go back and download it, "Lao He asked.
"Does our operating theater have sound?" Zheng Ren asked.
"Generally, professors who come back from studying abroad are willing to listen to music while performing surgery," Lao He said with a smile. "If their level is high enough, they can even perform the surgery with the rhythm of music."
These were all nonsense, so Zheng Ren just smiled and responded.
Zheng Ren did not care about the matter of the operating theater playing music during surgery. He performed the surgery quickly. Why would he listen to music?
With that time, the surgery would have been completed long ago.
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Note: Malignant high fever, rare, rare. A few years ago, Shanghai did not have dantrolene. I don't know if there is now.
In short … I pray that I won't touch it.
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