Chapter 1945 Riding on the Neck and Causing Dysentery

He hurriedly followed Professor Jiang to the operating room.

"Old Zhou, how do you disinfect it?" Professor Jiang said directly after coming in, "Didn't you say to wait for me?"

"You're as slow as a tortoise, and Lao Li will suffer a lot when you come here." Zhou Chunyong had finished the disinfection and began to lay out the list.

When Professor Jiang saw that Zhou Chunyong was wearing a lead suit, he became anxious.

"Old Zhou, if you have an operation, don't tell me I'm falling out with you!" Professor Jiang said angrily, "This is Imperial Tumor, not your liver and gallbladder hospital!"

"Just you? Ask your director to talk to me." Zhou Chunyong looked domineering, and he didn't even bother to argue with Professor Jiang.

Zheng Ren was watching a movie and ignored the dispute.

Su Yun was playing with his mobile phone without looking up, and he didn't seem to see the two arguing.

Feng Xuhui's large trolley case was in the operating room, and he was holding a pile of consumables in his hand, wearing a lead suit, and standing in an inconspicuous corner of the operating room.

Lin Yuan was at a loss and didn't understand why Zhou Chunyong was so domineering.

The doctor on duty in the Intervention Department was filled with righteous indignation, Zhou Chunyong was too bullying! He actually came to the imperial capital for tumor surgery without bringing his own doctor with him!

This is shit on the neck... No! It's dysentery!

Professor Wu also looked bewildered, thinking that he could do what he wanted, which was better than Zhou Chunyong angrily asking Lao Li to go to their hospital.

It's still good to have surgery here, if you go directly to 912...

The consequences were so beautiful that Professor Wu didn't even dare to think about it.

Professor Jiang is in a hurry to kill himself!

In case Boss Zheng's diagnosis is correct, I don't know how to spread the rumors outside.

No, this kind of risk must not be taken by oneself!

Professor Wu immediately stepped forward, grabbed Professor Jiang, and whispered, "Little Jiang, calm down."

"Old Wu, it's not that I'm angry, Director Zhou didn't do this!" Professor Jiang said angrily, "Boss Zheng has knocked on him so many operations, how come he didn't get a single radiography! Here is..."

"Well……"

Professor Wu was stunned.

It's not because of anything else, it's because of competing to be on stage with Boss Zheng?

"I'll do the surgery. I won't be doing teaching surgery today." Zheng Ren looked at the film and said, "The patient's body is a little weak, and there are already signs of anemia."

Zhou Chunyong gouged Professor Jiang out angrily.

And Professor Jiang waited for him stubbornly, like two lions, neither of them would give in.

"Old Zhou, are you ready?" Zheng Ren looked at the film and asked.

"Boss Zheng, it's over, you can do it." Zhou Chunyong changed his tone and said to Zheng Ren.

"Old Zhou, I don't want to guide the operation today. I'll hurry up and do it." Zheng Ren turned around and repeated: "The patient's left heart failure is already obvious, so don't do it."

Zhou Chunyong was taken aback for a moment, a little disappointed, but he didn't say a word, just nodded silently.

Professor Jiang is proud, looking at Boss Zheng, his realm is really different!

"Boss Zheng, shall we go brush our hands?" Professor Jiang asked.

"Well, we're on stage, watch more and move less." Zheng Ren said.

See more... move less...

Professor Jiang was also a little helpless. It was a great opportunity to stand on the operating table and watch Boss Zheng's operation.

I guess I will understand better when I watch the live broadcast of Xinglinyuan surgery in the future.

The two went to brush their hands. Zhou Chunyong went to the patient's head without taking off his lead clothes, and chatted with Lao Li in a low voice to calm his emotions.

Professor Wu saw that Zhou Chunyong, who has always been arrogant and domineering, was not a little strange after being rejected by Boss Zheng, as if this incident had never happened at all, and felt very strange.

He leaned over and asked, "Old Zhou, you..."

"how?"

"I thought you'd be angry."

"Boss Zheng has more opportunities to knock me out for surgery. This time it must be because Lao Li's condition does not allow it." Zhou Chunyong said.

This explanation is too far-fetched, and the style of painting has changed too quickly, which is a bit abrupt.

Professor Wu didn't know what to say.

He knew that Zhou Chunyong was looking for an excuse to cover up his embarrassment, but... Is it really so good to have an operation with Boss Zheng?

"Go out quickly." Zhou Chunyong said.

"Why, I have to watch it in the operating room." Professor Wu felt that everyone was not going out, and he didn't want to go out at all.

Although he had to eat some thread, Professor Wu wanted to see exactly what was so good about Boss Zheng's operation.

"You have a little lover who was discovered outside." Zhou Chunyong and Lao Li said: "Lao Li, this guy must have something to do, and he is going to commit suicide. When you recover from illness, let's burn paper for him together. Can catch up with the top seven."

The patient was lying on the operating table, grinning reluctantly.

"..." Professor Wu was a little angry.

"Boss Zheng is stepping on the line right now. If you don't wear lead clothes, isn't it suicide?" Zhou Chunyong saw that Professor Wu didn't understand after he made a joke, so he just said.

Uh...Professor Wu feels that it won't be long, why is it going to step on the line?

"Heparinization, 270 seconds, prepare medicine." Zheng Ren said suddenly.

In a daze, Zheng Ren had already completed the preparatory work and was going to do the work of intravenous heparinization.

This is also the last step of preparation.

Professor Wu immediately ran out to put on a lead suit.

"Measuring pulmonary artery pressure."

"Prepare for imaging."

In the operating room, only Zheng Ren's voice sounded.

Standing behind Zheng Ren, Lin Yuan watched this young Boss Zheng undergoing surgery, feeling fascinated.

The previous conversation between Director Zhou and Professor Jiang was a bit of a joke, but Lin Yuan could hear a trace of anger.

However, all of this disappeared invisibly with Boss Zheng's words.

Moreover, the operation was done neatly, although it was fast, every step was very precise. It is not at all demanding to be faster just for the pursuit of hand speed and showing off skills.

It seems to be even higher than the level of surgery performed by the professor I saw at Harvard Medical School!

When did such a person come out of the imperial capital? Zheng... No, there seems to be such a domestic doctor surnamed Zheng in the rumors of this year's Nobel Prize.

Because Lin Yuan concentrates on clinical work, the Nobel Prize is an extremely distant thing for clinicians.

So she did not study every project recommended by the Nobel Prize.

While Lin Yuan was in a daze, Zheng Ren had already performed pulmonary angiography on the upper and lower lobes of the lungs with a 6F Berman balloon angiography catheter.

This step is used to show the return pathways of the 4 pulmonary veins.

Measurements of left atrial pressure were performed after puncture of the interatrial septum. Pressure measurements were performed using end-hole catheters at the distal ends of the four pulmonary veins, followed by selective pulmonary venography.

Soon, the most needed images appeared on the screen.

Lin Yuan looked intently and saw that the upper, middle and lower right pulmonary veins flowed into the left atrium respectively, and their branches were well displayed and running normally.

But!

The development of the left pulmonary vein was never found,

Pulmonary venography showed left pulmonary vein stenosis!

Boss Zheng's diagnosis is correct.