Chapter 141 Filling the Pit

Zhang Yuan is here? For how many subjects do surgery? "

Professor Zhao Jingjin from the Hepatobiliary Department looked at the young doctor in front of him in the office.

"After I had the operation, I saw that there seemed to be a lot of people in the operating room outside my brain, so I climbed up the window and took a look, and saw that the surgeon was Zhang Yuan.

I asked the nurse in the operating room, and it was really Zhang Yuan, who said that he was performing an operation on a patient with brain damage. "

"Oh?" Zhao Jingjin heard it, and then smiled as if relieved.

"Yuan Zhang, can you still perform operations outside the brain?" The young doctor asked curiously. For Zhang Fan, in the hepatobiliary department, from the director to the resident doctor, everyone is eager to get his affirmation.

"Didn't you see it all! Hurry up and write the medical records, don't let the gang of people in the medical record room ask for medical records every day, go!"

Old Zhao drove away the little doctor, and sat there alone in a daze, "Burns, general surgery, liver and gallbladder, and now they are starting to come out of the brain again, Zhang Yuan, you are so surprising!"

Dazed for a while, Lao Zhao got up and walked towards the operating room.

When Zhang Fan came, he had to say hello, not to mention that he had benefited a lot from the new method of central resection of liver and gallbladder tumors, even Zhang Fan's teacher, he had to go to say hello to Zhang Fan.

Once Lao Zhao knew about it, so did the directors of the hepatobiliary department. Those who have surgery have no choice, those who have no surgery, no matter how busy they are, put down what they are doing and head to the operating room.

Zhang Fan's power is too great in the liver and gallbladder. If the directors of the liver and gallbladder in the Northwest want to be a director of the liver and gallbladder association, the person in front of him is the best recommender.

He is young, although he is registered in orthopedics, but he can look at his master's school, the master is the executive, and the brothers are almost all front-line directors, and the even more powerful boss is his relatives and uncles.

Why are they close? It is said that when Zhang Fan was in the capital, he was rejected and bullied by Zhongyong. What else?

These are all gossips from several department directors in private.

Not only the directors of these departments who can enter the operating room are concerned, but even the equipment dealers are eager to gather near the Central Hospital.

"Zhang Fan is here!"

"Zhang Fan is here!"

Like sheep going into wolves,

A group of people kept calling for all aspects of the relationship.

In the past, Zhang Fan was just a calf in the eyes of the local equipment dealers in Northwest China. They thought that no matter how good the surgical technology is, how good it can be.

No matter how powerful the Chasu Hospital is, can the number of patients surpass that of the Central Hospital? Therefore, they are dispensable to Zhang Fan, it is better to have it, and there is no pity if they don't.

However, Zhang Fan's trip to Shanghai not only brought a northwesterly wind to the medical circle of Shanghai, but also allowed world-class equipment companies to experience what a genius is.

Northwesterners are bold, they eat among friends, and if they are poor, they will have nothing to eat the next day, but they still have to fight to pay the bill that day. In the words of Northwesterners, it is like kicking the wall with bare feet, just trying to make a fool of themselves!

But I don't know why, once I become a businessman, I can't do it anymore, the arrogance is gone, and the courage is gone.

Xiaoli is stingy, such as a local equipment dealer. He used to think that although Zhang Fan's skills were not bad, doctors in a small hospital and a small place don't need to be concerned.

I usually send some regular company benefits, such as tea, notebooks, and ballpoint pens, thinking of using the smallest benefits to fool the little doctor in this small place.

As a result, Zhang Fan didn't care about the equipment bidding at all, let alone pay attention to them, and this group of people lost their minds.

But I went to the magic capital, darling, it's amazing. Needless to say, CT in the operating room, the most advanced color Doppler ultrasound, endoscopy, and DR. Real money was poured into the Chasu Hospital, plop plop, as if these things didn't cost money.

For a while, several major hospitals in the capital city of Niaoshi shouted sourly at Cha Su: Are the instruments and equipment ready for use? Don't let them go bad!

The local appliance dealers in the Northwest were dumbfounded. They had been agents for a few years, and the first-hand people valued Zhang Fan so much, but they didn't care.

The local businessman regretted it, as if his gold ingot had been stolen.

This time Zhang Yuan came to the Bird Market, if he didn't go, his head would really be squeezed by the door.

So, a group of people looked for connections everywhere, "Director Li, are you familiar with Chasu Zhangyuan, or you can take me by the way, and treat Zhang Yuan to a light meal!"

Anyway, the Eight Immortals crossed the sea and each showed their magical powers. The disturbed Niaoshi medical market seemed to have been injected with chicken blood.

Large-scale thinking, small-scale looking for opportunities to miss out, all of a sudden even the top card in the clubhouse was booked in advance!

In the operating room outside the brain, as Zhang Fan scooped up ice cream bit by bit, the mutated brain tissue was removed.

"vital signs!"

"Zhang Yuan, everything is stable and there is no obvious abnormality." The anesthesiologist reported softly.

The anesthesiologist admired Zhang Fan for this operation. So quite respectful in tone.

The brain, the cranial brain, is the headquarters of the human body, and it is not at all reluctant. During the operation, let's not talk about various positioning and various functions.

If it is simple, such as intracranial surgery, if the operation is slightly larger, it will be troublesome.

Generally speaking, the brain mainly relies on electrical conduction to issue commands. The movement is big, and other brain tissues are involved in a little bit.

The electrical signal is disordered, and once the order is disordered, the body will show various signs and symptoms. On the operating table, it is the anesthesiologist's business.

For example, the movement is heavy, the heartbeat speeds up, the heartbeat slows down, the breathing becomes short of breath, and the breathing is suppressed.

Although it's the surgeon's problem, the anesthesiologist is responsible for this responsibility.

Anesthesia for extracerebral surgery is often very troublesome. For example, in this positioning, the dosage is between anesthesia and semi-anesthesia.

The patient felt clearly. When the doctor moved her brain, she could clearly feel that someone was pulling her brain, but there was no pain.

So, very demanding. Moreover, this environment and clear perception will cause the patient to be emotionally tense, which is why most anesthesia requires the patient to calm down and go to sleep first.

Whether it is a conscious patient or a hyperactive (a) drug addict, the anesthetist is ready for rescue before going to the operating table.

As a result, from the beginning to the end, there was not a trace of abnormality in the physical signs, and there were no major changes.

What does this mean? This means that the chief surgeon of this operation is too powerful and too precise. The technique is so gentle that the patient can't feel it. It is so precise that the knife is in place without seeing blood.

The anesthesiologist reported to Zhang Fan like a fan that he felt more about this operation than the surgical assistant, and he was more likely to throw away goods than goods and die than people.

Look at Zhang Yuan, and then look at these people in their hospital. He is determined to beat them to death and perform surgery on them. They don't have high blood pressure, and sooner or later they will be scared out of high blood pressure.

For a while, the blood pressure disappeared, and for a while the blood pressure was too high, and the head with the window opened was like a water gun, which was really thrilling.

"Are you still asking?" Hearing Zhang Fan asking about his vital signs, Xue Xiaoqiao asked Zhang Fan dryly after seeing that the surgical site was almost cut.

This questioning is really difficult for our old Xue.

He and the other party are not on the same level, and there is no way to ask questions. From the name of the patient's parents to the age and hobbies, he asked almost once, and Xue Xiaoqiao almost ran out of words.

I heard that she had studied abroad, Xue Xiaoqiao used English, and the other party didn't understand it. I heard that she studied music, let's talk about Beethoven.

As a result, he didn't play the piano, Xue Xiaoqiao almost scolded his mother, asking about the private life of the other party, it was like playing a yellow accent and entering the underworld.

Today, it’s not because it’s not pleasing to the eye, but tomorrow it’s about robbing someone, or it’s about gathering a crowd to have a poisonous party. Xue Xiaoqiao dare not ask, for fear of asking about his life again!

"Well, it's almost there!"

Zhang Fan slightly raised his head to look at Xue Xiaoqiao.

Xue Xiaoqiao whispered in the unique dialect of the capital: Tired to the third grandson!

"Don't tell me, handsome guy, promise to give me a bite! If you lie to me, I will go to your house!" The girl can't speak English, and she speaks the capital dialect more fluently than Xue Xiaoqiao.

"Forehead!"

Zhang Fan almost couldn't hold back his laughter, really, he was angry and felt pathetic.

"Hurry up and turn it off, turn it off!" Xue Xiaoqiao said impatiently to the anesthetist, he was completely fed up with this girl now.

The anesthesiologist tried to laugh, but he didn't laugh, but after hearing what Xue Xiaoqiao said, he was holding the medicine in his hand, but it was useless, so he looked at Zhang Fan.

"Then let her fall asleep with sedative medicine!" Zhang Fan nodded.

Anesthesiologist: "Good!"

Then the breathing mask is pressed on the patient's face, and then the drug is administered from the medicine inlet. The regular patients, usually one, two, three, rolled their eyes and fell asleep.

As for this girl, one, two, three, four, five are useless, and the conventional sedative dose has no reaction to her at all. Although there was an oxygen mask like a protective mask on his face, his eyes were fixed on Xue Xiaoqiao.

Xue Xiaoqiao was furious, "Zhang Yuan, you have to make the decision for me!"

"You are quite strong, old man, are you still afraid of her?" Zhang Fan didn't speak, and Lao Li spoke first.

"I'm afraid, why not? She's been discharged from the hospital. If she finds her at my door, I don't care. But what about my partner? We're ruthless and innocent here. What if my partner is frightened?"

Xue Xiaoqiao was really scared.

Not to mention that ordinary people are afraid, even ordinary local hooligans have to avoid (a) drug addicts by three points.

"Don't worry, it won't. I guess when she wakes up, she probably won't have much memory of the operating room."

The anesthesiologist interjected, followed by another sentence, "The amount given is very large!"

"Hey!" Lao Li shook his head. It's not easy for this old man, who has worked in surgery for decades, to maintain such a weak heart.

"Director Chen, you should suggest her compulsory drug treatment. It is estimated that your department should have a lot of experience in this area."

Zhang Fan raised his head and said to the second assistant, Director Chen of the Second Department of Neurosurgery of the Central Hospital.

When the director first came to the operating table, he still thought that he was also a director after all, and the other party would give him some face.

As a result, Zhang Fan who underwent surgery seemed to be a different person, which made the director's heart hurt.

At this time, he kept his head silent and didn't interrupt when others were talking, just like a wronged elementary school student, playing with his fingers in the corner.

Being ignored in front of a group of colleagues in the operating room, being bragged about, pretending to be coerced by others, it's a bit too...

So, he made up his mind, I won't play with you!

As a result, the operation was about to end, Zhang Fan began to relax, and his tone became quite polite.

This politeness made the director's mind a little loose. "Perhaps they have a special habit of being jealous when they undergo surgery? Let's see!"

"It's not bad. I have encountered such patients several times. We have an agreement with the drug rehabilitation center." The director was a little arrogant.

"I just said, you still have experience, the scale of the hospital is large, and the other units on the other side are confident.

Director Chen had to work harder after the operation, and sent the patient to compulsory drug rehabilitation as soon as possible. "

"It should be, it should be."

What Zhang Fan said was polite, and it helped Lao Chen face, man, that's actually how it is, everyone loves to hear a good word.

When someone you value very much speaks a few nice words, being obedient is sweeter than eating honey.

When Zhang Fan said this, the defense that had been built up in Lao Chen's heart completely collapsed.

"Zhang Yuan, don't worry, I will make arrangements after the operation, and it won't delay things at all."

"Okay! Director Chen's words are still very convincing. Close your head!"

Craniotomy is like opening the lid of luncheon meat to eat luncheon meat, so if you use some descriptive language to put it in a descriptive language, it is actually waterproof.

Because the mutated tissue was removed, the brain is not like other organs and tissues.

For example, if you removed a tumor in the stomach, you dragged it around, and you could suture the excavated hole with other stomach tissues.

But the brain can’t do it. It doesn’t matter if you dig a hole the size of an egg or a nest the size of a quail egg in the brain, you can’t pull other brain tissues to lick the hole.

If you forcibly pull her over, she is not easy to mess with. If it is milder, she will suffer from epilepsy after the operation, with confused thinking and unconsciousness.

If it is heavier, it can kill the patient on the spot. Therefore, this thing is not easy to mess with.

What should I do if I dig a hole? It can only let the brain grow by itself, like a granulation, filled with fat bit by bit.

After other tissues are regenerated, they can still maintain some functions, but the brain cannot. The regenerated tissues produced by oneself are completely fat.

Without any function, it is just a silly white sweet. It is estimated that they are afraid of being dug again, and the regenerated ones will be full of fat lumps.

It cannot be filled, so when repairing, it is necessary to prevent it from leaking, because once blood enters this kind of tunnel, it will be a source of infection, just like running water does not rot and does not rot.

Then, when dealing with this, it is really like a decoration worker doing anti-seepage, first stop the bleeding of the surrounding capillaries, and it must be checked clearly.

Cerebral hemorrhage is not a joke. For example, if your girlfriend's finger bleeds, some men just put it in their mouths and take it out to have a look, okay!

But the brain can't do it. If this thing bleeds, the brain can scare itself to death.

For example, with a few milliliters of blood, older patients with cerebral atrophy can resist a little, and the younger the symptoms, the more obvious.

If it exceeds a certain amount, brain herniation will occur directly, which will kill people.

After hemostasis, gelatin was used to attach tiles around the pit, little by little, to the brain tissue.

"Director Chen, after the operation, you must tell the doctor in charge of the bed that your blood pressure has changed. Don't be careless."

Although I am confident in my own technology, I still deliberately explained a few words.

"Okay, don't worry, go directly to the special care."

With the closure of the head, the directors of the observation room were speechless one by one.

What else can I say, they are not on the same level as us!

Seeing that Zhang Fan's operation was finishing, Lao Chen hesitated for a moment, but he said it anyway: "Yuan Zhang, we still have a patient, why don't you stand up for me today? I'm afraid you're tired, or if you can't... ..."

When he said this, Lao Chen didn't dare to look at Zhang Fan. He was afraid of being rejected, and then he would not be able to get down.

"Okay, no problem! I'm not tired at all!" Zhang Fan agreed without thinking about it.

Old Chen couldn't react, "Shouldn't you ponder for a while? Shouldn't you ask your assistant about the next itinerary?"

In fact, Zhang Fan paid different attention and attitudes after the operation and after the operation.

After the operation, Zhang Fan is like a sunflower, very bright and sunny, and his smile is very reassuring!

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