Chapter 852 Music in the Operating Room

This was a surprise, beyond Zheng Ren's expectation.

Is it the effect of luck +16? Zheng Ren especially hated the big pig's trotters. If you don't explain anything, you can't predict it in advance, and you can't maximize the effect.

But that's not the case, that's how a big pig's trotter behaves.

Chatting with Professor Yang all the way, finalized some details. Professor Yang is also very generous, saying that he directly explained the live broadcast of the operation to the patient's family at the earliest time.

For the live broadcast of surgery, communicating with the patient's family from the very beginning, and explaining it before the operation, has 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 outpatient clinic. There were already a mountain of patients there, and he had to read today's number before leaving get off work.

You don't have to think about going home on time. After seeing the registered patients, you have to go to the ICU to see today's patients.

When Zheng Ren arrived at the operating room, he saw that the urology operation was nearing completion.

The adrenal tumor was separated very cleanly, and there was erosion, and a segmental section was performed, but the entire kidney was not removed.

On the monitor, the patient's vital signs were stable, the adrenal tumor was removed, and there were no complications such as a sudden drop or disappearance of blood pressure with a small probability.

Seeing Zheng Ren standing behind Director Miao, Mr. Yu smiled and said, "Boss Zheng, did you go to rescue him just now?"

"Well, vicious high fever." Zheng Ren looked at Shu Ye and said softly.

"Boss Zheng also studies this rare anesthesiology disease?" Director Miao put the cutter and stapler aside, turned around and stepped off the stage, and confronted Zheng Ren.

"I saw it in a journal, and I have an impression." Zheng Ren stepped aside and said respectfully.

"Young man, you have a really good memory." Director Miao didn't show much expression, the first and second assistants were in charge of finishing the operation, and he went to another operating room.

On that side, the skin has been opened, waiting for a kidney section.

Zheng Ren just smiled and did not leave with Director Miao. He has no interest in urology, that is, this patient himself participated in the consultation of the whole hospital, so he came up to take a look.

Unexpectedly, I encountered a rare malignant hyperthermia.

Mr. Yu waited for Director Miao to go out, and then said with a smile: "Boss Zheng, what is malignant hyperthermia?"

I'm not an anesthesiologist, so I don't know that malignant hyperthermia is normal.

Even with dry anesthesia, 90% of people don't know what malignant hyperthermia is. After all, this is a rare complication, and once it develops... there is basically no cure.

If you know too much and are helpless, you are not good.

"Malignant hyperthermia is not a matter of our surgery." Zheng Ren subconsciously regarded himself as a general surgery doctor, so he said it naturally.

"It is the only genetic disease that can cause perioperative death due to conventional anesthesia. It is a subclinical muscle disease, which means that patients usually have no abnormal performance and are exposed to volatile inhalation anesthetics and depolarizing muscle relaxation during general anesthesia. After taking the medicine, the skeletal muscle contracted tonicly, producing a large amount of energy, resulting in a continuous and rapid increase in body temperature."

"Is it easy to cure?"

"It's not easy to cure. If there is no diagnosis of malignant hyperthermia in the anesthesiology department of Xiehe, if Dantrolene happens to be available, this patient will probably die." Zheng Ren said truthfully.

"Lao He went to see it just now, and came back and said that you were directing the rescue." Mr. Yu glanced at the anesthetist and said, "I was shocked."

The anesthetist's surname is He, which is what Mr. Yu called Old He.

He kept looking at Zheng Ren, and he still couldn't believe it. He lowered his voice and said, "Boss Zheng, when I went in, I saw our director squatting to check the urine output, which scared me out."

"..." Zheng Ren was at a loss for words.

"Our director, if you say a wrong sentence, you will be reprimanded. How did you do it?" Lao He looked around furtively, especially behind him, and repeated it three times to make sure that the director was not there. Then he said arrive.

Talking nonsense behind the director's back, if he unknowingly appeared behind him, the embarrassing cancer would break out and spread throughout the body.

Lao He was also careful. It seemed that he was often reprimanded by Director Xu of the Anesthesiology Department.

Zheng Ren thought about it for a while, but he didn't remember anything.

"I don't know either. I took a look and was sure it was malignant hyperthermia, and then I started to rescue it. This kind of disease is not common. I guess the people present have no experience, so I just said a few words." Zheng Ren is now Thinking about it, I also regret it.

"Speaking of which, I'm still used to being a hospital in our hometown, and I yelled out of habit." Zheng Ren said: "Mr. He, please tell my brother, please forgive me if I offend you."

"How could it be!" Lao He looked at Zheng Ren in surprise, and said, "I have worked in the operating room for more than ten years, and I have never seen a single case. I forgot what the book said when I was nervous. I guess I If it was at the scene, I wish someone could direct the rescue."

"Hehe." Zheng Ren smiled dryly.

"How did you succeed in the end?" Lao He asked.

"The director called and borrowed dantrolene from Xiehe. Intravenous injection, coupled with the continuous pumping of the micro pump, it is estimated that it will be under control soon." Zheng Ren said.

"During the Chinese New Year, the classmates had a dinner, and it is said that a gene for malignant hyperthermia has been detected on the Xiehe side." Lao He said: "But I don't think it's useless. It's worth thousands of tests once. For the chance of one in 100,000, I find it difficult for patients to accept."

"Well, I guess so. But there is medicine on Xiehe, so I feel relieved. If it was changed to my hometown, if I encountered a patient with malignant hyperthermia, I would have died immediately." Looking back now, Zheng Ren also felt very lucky. , whether it is a patient or a hospital.

If it was in Haicheng... the consequences would be disastrous.

We chatted for a while, from vicious hyperthermia to various cases that the teacher told Lao He when he was in school. Zheng Ren also reported and gossiped about many cases in his memory, and the atmosphere in the operating room was finally harmonious.

Talking and laughing, is this the operating room? This is the operating room in memory.

"Boss Zheng, I heard that you went to an emergency department for liver hydatidectomy a while ago?" Lao He suddenly remembered this and asked.

"yes."

"It's a pity, I wasn't on duty that day. Next time I have a chance to hit the stage, what song do you like to listen to? I'll go back and download it." Lao He asked.

"Does our operating room have audio?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Professors who have returned from studying abroad are generally willing to listen to music while operating." Lao He said with a smile: "If the level is high enough, the operation can be performed to the rhythm of music."

These are nonsense, Zheng Ren just responded with a smile.

Zheng Ren didn't care about playing music in the operating room. The operation is done quickly by myself, and I listen to woolen music.

With that effort, the surgery would have been done long ago.

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Note: Malignant hyperthermia is rare and rare. There was no dantrolene in Shanghai a few years ago. I don’t know if there is now.

In short... just pray that you don't touch it.