Chapter 1796 The Typhoon Is Really Bad, the Shelf Is Really Big (Monthly Ticket 16000 Plus More × 32)

Operating room, dressing room.

When Professor Zhang walked in, he heard a big ballast-smelling voice inside.

"What do you say the boss is scary and weird? This is it."

"Maybe it's an emergency rescue."

"Isn't the boss going on a mission? Why are you still begging for the operation? Lao Liu, let me tell you, it's very exciting to have a double surgery with the boss!"

"Fuguier, we might be late, so hurry up. Don't be late, and let Boss Zheng scold him. Usually the boss has a good temper, but when he is in the emergency room...hehe."

Professor Zhang frowned and walked into the locker room.

The bald Liu Zewei has already changed his clothes, without a hat or mask, waiting for Professor Rudolf Wagner.

The professor was wearing pants, and his thick body hair looked like a bear writhing in the operating room from a distance.

When Liu Zewei saw an old doctor walk in, he knew it must be a professor from the 912 family. Generally, those who come to study are young and middle-aged doctors who are in their thirties, have requirements for their own skills, and have expectations for the future.

I am considered the oldest among the advanced doctors, and it is basically impossible for someone in their fifties to study.

He smiled at Professor Zhang, nodded slightly, and expressed his kindness.

"Fuguier, hurry up, Boss Zheng's side is probably already open." Liu Zewei continued to urge Professor Rudolf Wagner.

"What are you doing, Zhang Guang," the professor said unhappily: "It's been so fast, you didn't see it, I rushed over with a long gun, and the old nose was struggling."

"You are..." Professor Zhang still didn't understand why Boss Zheng insisted on performing interventional angiography.

If so, he would have to wear a lead coat during the operation.

Dozens of pounds of lead clothing must have a fatal blow to the stability and accuracy of neurosurgical microsurgery.

"Boss Zheng said that the patient is suspected of having intracranial hemorrhage and cannot be explored like a surgery. He wants us to perform an operation while angiography is performed." Liu Zewei said politely.

Professor Rudolf Wagner changed his clothes, and Liu Zewei handed over a hat and a mask. While wearing them, the two walked to the operating room.

Before leaving, Liu Zewei greeted him politely.

Professor Zhang looked at the departing back and was stunned.

Brain hemorrhage? It won't be caused by cardiac arrest, blood heparinization. In addition, extracorporeal membrane lung also requires heparinization, and cerebral hemorrhage is one of the complications.

What a surprise!

This kind of patient is so troublesome!

Professor Zhang was a little upset. Although the bleeding was not necessarily related to his operation, he hated all risks and any uncertainty.

After ventricular tachycardia, heart failure, and bypass surgery, moyamoya disease must be done, and it must be done under the guidance of intervention.

Thinking of these words, Professor Zhang couldn't help being upset.

He took the time to change his clothes, put on his hat and mask and walked into the corridor of the operating room.

Several operating rooms were lit, and he went straight to the hybrid operating room.

Entering the operating room, Professor Zhang saw that Professor Rudolf Wagner and Liu Zewei did not go in, but sat outside and watched.

It is impossible to open all three at the same time, Professor Zhang thought to himself. Call someone, just for prevention!

Just prevention, be prepared.

It is said that Boss Zheng's typhoon is getting worse and worse, and he needs to have his own equipment nurse and his own anesthesiologist. This doesn't count. It's good now, and two professors of interventional disciplines must be prepared outside.

He didn't know the origin of Liu Zewei, a domestic professor, and he didn't need to know.

But Professor Zhang knew about Professor Rudolf Wagner, and throughout 912, no one did not know that Professor Rudolf Wagner existed.

The Nobel Prize project, a professor at the University of Heidelberg in Germany, every name is like thunder.

It's good now, such a big professor is squatting outside and waiting, the scene of young people is really big.

"Why didn't you come?" Professor Zhang subconsciously sneered.

That night, being ravaged by Su Yun and Zheng Ren one after another, Professor Zhang was already drunk.

"It's too late." Professor Rudolf Wagner said in frustration, "I didn't expect the boss to do it himself."

Uh...Professor Zhang walked quickly to make progress, entered the operating room, and looked inside through the lead glass.

Even the itinerant nurses are wearing lead coats in the operating room, and there are not many people operating in the operating room, only three. But the three of them were busy with each other.

The closest to him, the patient's leg should be Su Yun, who was threatening to hit him. He is facing the screen, doing an interventional angiography.

In the middle is Zhao Yunlong, that big body, and then put on a lead coat, like a steel warrior.

At the front, there are three people on the head, two are anesthesiologists, one of them is looking at the ventilator and monitor, and the other is adjusting various parameters next to the extracorporeal membrane lung machine.

Boss Zheng was sitting and performing the operation, and he couldn't see him at all.

It really is three sets to open together... Professor Zhang is dumbfounded.

"Lao Liu, why don't I see Brother Yun for surgery, but I feel that his surgery is better than mine?" Professor Rudolf Wagner said incredulously, looking at the screen in the operating room.

Liu Zewei stood behind Professor Rudolf Wagner, also very speechless.

I usually don't see Su Yun for surgery, and I seldom go to the hospital. Like the most unprofessional doctor, every day I order a few people and disappear.

Boss Zheng doesn't care, he is very free and casual.

I have paired with Su Yun several times, and I am the master. But I didn't see how well he performed the operation, I just felt it was very casual, not as serious as Boss Zheng.

But when I look at it today, when it was really terrible, Su Yun's operation was really good!

Although it was only a simple femoral artery puncture and cerebral angiography, Su Yun did it quickly and steadily.

In the blink of an eye, the guide wire is in place, and now it's going inside along the catheter.

This is genius, Liu Zewei thought to himself.

"I'm going, it's really bleeding!" Professor Rudolf Wagner suddenly shouted, "Just out, not much!"

With his loud roar, Liu Zewei and Professor Zhang's thoughts were interrupted.

The contrast agent diffused from the blood vessel floats far away, which means that the blood vessel has just been ruptured, and there is not a lot of blood in the brain, resulting in increased intracranial pressure.

Professor Zhang was dumbfounded.

Really bleeding? But judging by the time, when Boss Zheng called the interventionist to perform the operation, there should be no bleeding. Where did he get the confidence that the patient's blood would bleed after heparinization again?

"I'm late, I'm late. There is a patient down there who is restless. I'm really sorry." A voice came from the door.

Mr. Shao from the neurosurgery department hurried in and saw that the airtight lead door was tightly closed, and he couldn't get in, so he was startled.

Then his eyes were sucked on the screen.