Chapter 2001 Take Over the Operating Room

The second car arrived later, and Dean Lin saw his girl get out of the car.

His eyelids twitched wildly, and he felt that a little haze had begun to appear in his heart.

Everyone in the medical team, including consumables dealers, looked at the two largest trolley cases with a height of half a person, which made people tremble with fear.

"Boss Zheng, this box is too big." Professor Zhong said next to him.

"The boss has obsessive-compulsive disorder." Su Yun said, "When he was in Pengxi Township, he ran out of ammunition and food, so he fell into trouble. He didn't have enough consumables around him, so he fell ill when he went out."

Pengxi Township is running out of ammunition and food. Everyone is speechless when they hear these two words.

Even if the person who was still slandering Boss Zheng for being a big show wanted to refute, he couldn't even say a word.

Dean Lin didn't speak to Lin Yuan, and walked all the way to the operating room. While changing clothes, Professor Zhong introduced the operation of the patient.

The patient's condition is not optimistic, that's for sure, Zheng Ren knows it well.

"Dean Lin, our medical team will take over the operating room." Zheng Ren said while putting on a sterile cap after changing his clothes.

It is exactly the same as the rumors,

overbearing!

Arrogant!

domineering!

No wonder there were so many rumors in the imperial medical circle after sweeping the Affiliated Hospital of Imperial Medical University.

Although the rumors are not reliable, there will always be some basis.

Now look, it really is.

Bring your own full set of people, including assistants, equipment nurses, anesthesiologists, and even consumables suppliers!

When you come, you will take over all the operations in the operating room.

Is it really okay to be so arrogant?

"Boss Zheng..." Dean Lin hesitated.

"Dean Lin, if atrial fibrillation occurs during the operation, who will be responsible here?" Su Yun asked suddenly.

"I'm in charge." An anesthesiologist said standing at the door.

"Atrial fibrillation, what medicine are you giving?"

"Propafenone, 1mg/kg."

"What if it doesn't work?"

"Give again in 20 minutes and give Cordalon intravenously."

This is a standard prescription drug, and the anesthesiologist at Imperial Tumor disdains it.

you still need to ask? The young man is arrogant and domineering, but his stomach is still limited, so he even used such a simple question to test himself.

"So, during the rescue, I will cooperate with Lao He, and you will not be needed." Su Yun breathed out, his black hair fluttering on his forehead.

Before the black hair fell off his forehead, he put on a sterile cap, "The operation will cause mechanical tricuspid valve insufficiency, so we can't give propafenone, and amiodarone will be given directly. The dosage will also exceed the limit, which is a rescue procedure." need."

There was silence in the locker room.

It's just an assistant of Boss Zheng, yet he is so arrogant!

Dean Lin looked Su Yun up and down, just like the legend, he is like a popular traffic star. But the words were extremely tough, and there was no room for maneuver at all.

Is this sure in my heart? No way, Professor Zhong thought to himself.

The PICC pipeline and the pulmonary artery are stuck together, and no one dares to pull it hard. Once broken, the patient has to confess to the stage.

There are usually rumors about the high level of Boss Zheng in 912, why do you think it is a bit unreliable now? Professor Zhong was a little flustered.

"Dean Lin, the operation is extremely difficult, even I am not fully sure." Zheng Ren said, "Severe atrial fibrillation will definitely occur during the operation, and if one is not careful, the patient may die on the operating table."

Dean Lin was speechless. After hearing what Zheng Ren had said, his first thought was to give up.

"That's why I have to use my own people. In the operating room, during emergency rescue, there can only be one voice." Zheng Ren finished speaking firmly, and looked at Dean Lin.

Lao He was dumbfounded.

Boss Zheng is usually a gentle person, why is he so tough this time? He could hear some danger from Boss Zheng's words.

After looking around, Lao He approached Su Yun and asked in a low voice, "Brother Yun, do you rescue him?"

"We two." Su Yun smiled, "We need to buy the boss 5 minutes of operating time."

"5 minutes..." A smile appeared on Lao He's face.

"The guide wire has to go out from the tricuspid valve and go into the pulmonary artery. Severe atrial fibrillation. Drugs and defibrillators are needed. I'm not sure about 5 minutes." Su Yun explained seriously.

The smile on Lao He's face just appeared, and it froze immediately.

Mechanical tricuspid regurgitation can also induce arrhythmia during guidewire operation.

Just imagine, a tube is firmly inserted into the tricuspid valve, and it has to move back and forth. Every time you move, it will induce the electrophysiological reflex of the heart.

What the hell!

How difficult is the surgery?

However, following Boss Zheng out to save the stage, even if he knew that the south wall was ahead, he would hit it head-on, even if his head was bleeding.

It's all here, I can't be timid at this time.

"A lot of medicines have to exceed the limit." Su Yundao, "In short, be careful when the time comes, don't be afraid."

"En." Lao He nodded solemnly.

"Boss Zheng, what am I doing?" Lin Yuan also changed his clothes and appeared beside him, volunteering.

"You? Stand outside and watch." Zheng Ren said.

Dean Lin's heart has stabilized a lot, and he has a good impression of Boss Zheng. Lin Yuan's almond-shaped eyes widened, and he glared at Zheng Ren with hatred.

Zheng Ren didn't seem to see her expression, and walked directly into the operating room.

In the operating room, there are anesthetists and equipment nurses watching patients. The heart rate on ECG monitoring is very fast, 122 beats/min. Blood pressure is not high, only 80/40 mm Hg.

This is a typical manifestation of pulmonary embolism.

If it weren't for the ventilator to breathe, it would be found that the patient's breathing rate was extremely fast, reaching more than 20 breaths per minute.

"Get ready." Zheng Ren said, "President Lin, the people from the medical office and the doctors in the ward are going to explain the condition to the patient's family."

Linge stood aside, carefully watching Dean Lin's expression. When he saw Dean Lin nodding his head, he whispered to the people from the Tumor Medical Office in the Imperial City.

They are all from the medical department, and they often meet in medical work meetings. They are familiar with each other, and there is no obstacle in communication.

After saying a few words, Linge and the people from the medical office called the director of the second oncology department to communicate with the patient's family members during the operation.

Zheng Ren went to change the lead clothes.

There are too many people with miscellaneous eyes, no system equipment, and the lead clothes of the imperial capital tumor standard.

Xie Yiren also came in to wear lead clothes, Zheng Ren felt a little heavy, after all Zheng Ren didn't want Xie Yiren to come in to eat thread as long as possible.

He saw that Xie Yi was struggling to pick up the lead coat and put it on his body. After thinking for a while, Zheng Ren picked up a lead scarf and lead cap for Xie Yi to put on.

"Too much, Shen." The Shay man whispered.

"That has to be worn, and the operation time won't be too long, but the protective work must still be in place." Zheng Ren said without refusal.

"Oh." Xie Yiren responded obediently, and shook Zheng Ren's hand vigorously.

"Boss, do you have to sprinkle dog food even if you wear lead clothes?" Su Yun said contemptuously.

"Hurry up and brush your hands." Zheng Ren said seriously.