Chapter 1438 There Is No Fuel-Efficient Lamp in the Medical Department

"But if you think about it, what kind of surgeries he does. The difficulty is top-notch. It's too risky to do it with a laparoscope, and it's impossible to do it at all." Director Wei said with some emotion.

Yes, so what kind of surgery is it! Not to mention other things, but the abdominal cocoon in my department... If you use endoscopic equipment, you will be a fool to enter.

It was really white, and the inside of the abdominal cavity was very clean.

Can't see anything but belly calluses.

Laparoscopic surgery is done well, and what surgical method is chosen is also handy. The incision is the incision, the endoscopy is the endoscope.

It's just that Director Wei didn't say these words, just smiled embarrassingly.

He admits that he can't do the surgery, Boss Zheng, and there's nothing he can do.

Those who can be the directors of top tertiary hospitals are all top experts in China. You can't do it without being competitive.

But the competitive spirit also scores and competes with anyone, and it is difficult to sit in this position if there is no point in the heart.

"Director Wei, the person you know is quite distant." Ringer laughed.

"It's alright, it's quite hard to find my buddy. I just came to see and have an explanation with my buddy. The whole hospital will also have a consultation, and so many professors have also expressed their opinions. No way." Director Wei said.

"Why don't you ask Boss Zheng to take a look?" Ringo's face showed a gentle and kind smile.

"Boss Zheng?"

"I met Boss Zheng just now. I just got off a black Rolls-Royce Phantom. It is said that he flew to Xiangjiang yesterday and performed a minor operation on a rich man."

"..." Director Wei felt that Linger's smile was a little weird, but before he could think about it, he heard Linger gossip about it.

"Guess how much is the consultation fee?"

"The side of Pengcheng is close to the Xiangjiang River. I heard that ordinary rich people make hundreds of thousands of Hong Kong dollars." Director Wei said, a little hot.

Linger stopped talking, Director Wei thought for a while, then picked up the phone and dialed it.

"Boss Zheng, are you in the hospital?" Director Wei asked.

"Just came out of Dean Yuan's office, what's wrong, Director Wei?" Zheng Ren's voice came over.

"I... have a patient. Don't I want to ask Boss Zheng to give me a hand. A friend of Zhang Weiyu from the Yangyang Store, there is no way."

"Okay, where are you? I'll go right away."

Director Wei reported to the ground and hung up the phone, secretly scolding the medical department for not being a good person.

I'm still wondering why Linger smiled after speaking. It turned out to be pushing himself to call Boss Zheng.

Director Wei made a simple review, and immediately knew that Linger should have seen Boss Zheng go to the office.

This guy, if you don't find it yourself, let yourself find it.

"Director Wei, where are you going?" Director Lin continued to smile.

"ICU." Director Wei was a little depressed, but he couldn't say anything.

There is no way to talk about such a small thing. After suffering a dumb loss, I have to beware of Linger's stuff in the future.

"Let's go, go back."

"Why are you following back?" Director Wei asked, "It's not a consultation with the whole hospital."

"Look at it, and what you said, I was thinking about taking a good look at Boss Zheng's surgery. You said, Boss Zheng is so young, why is the level of surgery so high?" Linger didn't seem to hear it. Director Wei's words were like nails, still smiling.

Director Wei smiled and the matter was over.

The two turned back.

Take the elevator upstairs, get off the elevator, and see Zheng Ren coming out of the fire escape.

"Boss Zheng, how did you climb up these ten floors?" Director Lin's smile became more sincere, and he leaned up and asked.

"Uh... I thought you were in a hurry for consultation in the whole hospital." Zheng Ren was also stunned for a moment.

"After the consultation, I chatted with Director Wei for a while. Isn't that the time to talk about you, so I'll ask you to give me a hand." Ringer said.

"What patient?"

Director Wei recounted the patient's situation.

As he was talking, a chubby woman in her 40s who walked down the elevator together yelled into her mobile phone: "Yes! The whole family has syphilis!"

"..." Director Wei, Zheng Ren, and Linge were all startled.

Looking back, Director Wei's expression changed. On the elevator just now, the woman was beside him.

For a moment, he felt itchy, as if infected with syphilis...

Zheng Ren puzzled, syphilis? You know, just come to the hospital and get some long-acting penicillin. I don't understand, going to the black clinic to use something will not delay for a long time.

How can you come to ICU?

Besides, the whole family has syphilis... This infection process is enough to be written into medical ethics textbooks.

Impossible, Zheng Ren quickly made a reasonable judgment with his rich clinical experience.

"Yes, what happened this morning!" The woman shouted every word, and she didn't notice the strange eyes of the crowd around her.

"Okay, I'm here, I won't tell you." She continued to roar, "Turn off the gas at home, and don't sleep with syphilis."

Director Wei was dumbfounded.

Can gas poisoning be referred to as syphilis? Wouldn't you say carbon monoxide poisoning?

What a surprise! startle yourself.

His voice was still so loud, as if he was afraid that no one would know.

After seeing him a lot, Linger didn't care much, and asked with a smile, "Boss Zheng, you are now a professor who can go out of the clinic and give lectures to students."

"Oh." Zheng Ren casually perfunctory, not at all distracted.

Linger was a little depressed, went out of the clinic, big brother!

Others can make trouble with the dean because of the time they leave the clinic! You are a good old man, oh, whether you want to come up or not.

However, he knew that Zheng Ren might simply want to see the medical records and films of patients with pulmonary embolism, so he didn't pay attention to what he said at all.

Forget it, wait until he sees the patient.

"Boss Zheng, pulmonary embolism, do you have a better solution?" Director Wei asked.

"Thrombolysis is ineffective, and there are not many other options. Look at where the thrombus is placed. If you are familiar with the patient's family, and if conditions permit, you can try a risky approach." Zheng Ren said.

Director Wei smiled bitterly and said quickly, "Zhang Weiyu's friends are not particularly familiar with him."

Zheng Ren knew what was going on, and immediately smiled, reassuring Director Wei.

People trust people, if they don't care and use very dangerous treatment methods, if the person finally disappears, it is very likely that there will be trouble.

The more this is the case, the easier it is to have an accident. This is already a mysterious phenomenon in clinical practice.

Zheng Ren didn't say anything, put on his clothes, changed his shoes, and walked into the corridor of the ICU.

When he came to the office, Zheng Ren briefly read the medical record, then read the doctor's order, and then recalled the patient's film from the computer.

A large filling defect originating from the pulmonary valve is typical and can be seen at a glance.

Typically, this is where the thrombus is located.

The pulmonary artery trunk was almost completely blocked. Looking at the CT image, it was already an irreversible pulmonary embolism.