Chapter 722 Flesh and Flesh Turns Into a Great Wall of Steel

The old director Chen who came to Pengxi Township Hospital for an "inspection" was busy in the provincial hospital at the moment.

He was too old, his eyes were dazzled and his hands were shaking, so he couldn't go to the operation. So he sat in the ward and used his rich clinical experience to help the head nurse and other doctors take care of the serious patients after surgery.

Although he is not a major in critical care, Director Chen has seen and treated countless patients in his life, and his rich experience has made up for the lack and shortcomings.

As an old man in his seventies, he has entered a state of selflessness.

It is no longer a big deal to stay up for days and nights without sleep like young people. Sleeping for only two or three hours a day continuously drained his energy quickly.

Sometimes he would think of the young surgeon in the interventional catheterization room in Pengxi Township.

It's nice to be young, old director Chen was a little bit emotional.

His body became heavier and heavier as time went by, and he was helpless. People, there is always a time to serve the old.

But the current situation is definitely unacceptable.

Another batch of wounded was transferred from the front line. Although the old Director Chen was tired, he was keenly aware that there was a problem with the number of wounded in this group.

From Pengxi Township, usually every ambulance is full of seriously injured after surgery. But this time, only one patient was transported in one car after interventional pelvic fracture, and the other two patients were injured after surgery.

On that side, did they really withstand the flood peak of the wounded and forcibly survive?

After handing over the wounded, Mr. Chen took the wounded after interventional pelvic fracture to a ward, found a bed and arranged it.

The blood pressure has stabilized. It is enough to check whether there is any damage to other organs, and then a large amount of blood transfusion and fluid replacement. Pay attention to the amount of intake and output.

If there is an unexpected complicated disease, there are other internal medicine and critical care doctors.

He sits in the office and takes a breath. With the help of physicians outside, there will be no major problems.

When he calmed down, he felt infinitely tired. In addition, a young figure emerged.

That boy is really nice.

Old Director Chen pondered, is the interventional operation in Pengxi Township finished? It's possible, give me a call and ask.

He found Director Jiang's phone number and dialed it.

"Xiao Jiang, it's me." Director Chen said.

But the voice on the other side of the phone was that of a girl.

"Director Jiang is sick and resting."

"Ill? What's wrong?" Director Chen was surprised.

"Acute anterior wall myocardial infarction, just finished thrombectomy and stent surgery, and is recovering with medication." The person over there explained.

"..." Director Chen was most afraid that he would fall ill suddenly and cause trouble for the clinical doctors.

Unexpectedly, Director Jiang, who was much younger than him, couldn't hold on first and fell down.

It was not easy for Pengxi Township to turn its flesh and blood into a steel Great Wall to carry the flood of the wounded. Director Chen was slightly distracted, feeling a little sad.

"You are..." The nurse's voice came from the other side of the phone: "Is there anything I can tell you?"

"There are not many wounded on your side who need to intervene."

"The wounded with pelvic fractures have all been treated. Now it is how much we have pulled from the front line, and how much we have done. The peak period has passed." There was a bit of pride in the little nurse's voice.

Old director Chen admired in his heart.

"What operation is Dr. Zheng doing?" Director Chen asked.

"Dr. Zheng is on the phone. There is something about amputation after intervention. I don't understand."

"He's done with that, you ask Dr. Zheng to call me." Old Director Chen finished speaking and hung up the phone.

He was thinking in his mind that the peak period for transporting the wounded had passed, so Dr. Zheng would definitely take another step back and come to a certain hospital in Rongcheng as the next step.

Do yourself a favor and catch him?

It seemed like a good idea.

...

In Pengxi Township Hospital, Director Jiang went to rest, and the interventional catheterization room in Pengxi Township was not in chaos because of his departure.

Xie Ning didn't stay here all the time, things gradually got on the right track, and the number and medical records of each wounded person were established, getting rid of the chaotic situation at the beginning.

But Zheng Ren was very troubled.

There are fewer and fewer patients with severe pelvic fractures, and the number of thrombectomy operations he performed has gradually increased.

However, Zheng Ren found that his previous thoughts were too simple.

After thrombectomy, according to the angiographic film, the interventional doctor will guide the amputation operation, which requires too much manpower. But now, whether it is an interventional doctor or an orthopedic doctor, they are already too busy to think about it.

Presumably, Zheng Ren stood at the peak of interventional surgery and had a bird's-eye view of all beings. Everything he thinks, other people's thinking can't keep up.

In the end, Zheng Ren thought of many ways, but apart from operating directly on the hybrid operating table, there was no other better solution. Fortunately, Huaxi put in manpower for a few particularly seriously wounded, and they have been resolved satisfactorily.

He hung up the phone, a little sad.

"Doctor Zheng, Director Chen of the provincial hospital asked you to contact him after you finish your work." Seeing that Zheng Ren put down his phone and was in a daze, the little nurse came over and said.

"Director Chen?" Zheng Ren remembered this person, but he couldn't remember what he looked like or how old he was.

"It seems quite urgent, this is the phone number."

Zheng Ren took a piece of paper with a mobile phone number written on it, thinking about what to do, and dialed the phone in his hand.

"Hello, Director Chen." Zheng Ren said politely habitually. Although he didn't remember Director Chen's appearance at all, it was always right to be polite.

"Xiao Zheng, are you almost done with that surgery?" Director Chen cut to the chase.

"Well, the wounded with severe pelvic fractures are almost done." Zheng Ren thought of a solution in his mind.

"Where are you going next?" Director Chen asked.

where to go Zheng Ren was taken aback, is this inviting himself?

"Director Chen, I want a hybrid operating table. If possible, I plan to perform thrombectomy + amputation." Zheng Ren said.

"Come to our provincial hospital. Although I have retired, it is no problem to ask for a hybrid operating table." Old Director Chen took care of everything.

The two talked a few words, finalized the details, and hung up the phone.

Going to the Provincial Court is a good choice.

Zheng Ren made some calculations, and probably had an idea in his mind.

"Su Yun!" Zheng Ren called out.

"On stage, what's the matter, Dr. Zheng?" Mu Tao's voice came over.

Zheng Ren walked to the operating room next door, saw Mu Tao lying down, and took the time to rest and recover.

Seeing Zheng Ren coming in, Mu Tao sat up.

"Mr. Mu, Su Yun and I are leaving, and I will leave this to you." Zheng Ren was not polite, and said directly when he came in.

"Go? Where are you going?"

"Provincial Court."

"Uh... What are you going to do there?" Mu Tao asked.

After a period of contact, Mu Tao felt that Zheng Ren was really good, if there was no assistant who was chatty and mean.

"Go for thrombectomy + amputation."