278 President Zheng Has No Time (2/4)

Chapter 278 Mr. Zheng has no time (24)

The skill of the practitioner is indeed very high, and he should be the one who he found himself.

Professor Rudolf Wagner only watched it for less than a minute to determine this.

The branches of the internal iliac artery are very thin, but the surgical image shows that during the operation, the operator uses a micro-guide wire to superselection without effort at all.

In Professor Rudolf Wagner's opinion, a guide wire that was terribly thick entered the fourth-order blood vessel effortlessly and began to embolize.

"Kong, is he your partner?" Professor Rudolf Wagner asked in broken Chinese.

The professor is a language genius. He has been in contact with Chinese before to travel to China, and he has also studied it for a period of time. Simple communication can be done, but it is usually reluctant to talk about it.

Wouldn't it be better to speak your native language with an interpreter by your side anyway? In his view, communicating in the other party's language is inherently disadvantageous.

But now, this is not the case.

Director Kong nodded, watching the operation that Zheng Ren was doing.

Dean Xiao was stunned, partner? Can you be called a partner by a German professor, is there such a talent in your own hospital?

Director Lao Pan explained: "President Xiao, a while ago, Zheng Ren was invited to the imperial capital to study a new technique."

Dean Xiao nodded, and the director of the Dean's Office behind him dripped with sweat on his forehead.

Today, after receiving the news of the visit of professors from Imperial Capital and Germany, the director of the office is a little confused. Why are the big-name professors coming to Haicheng? Still catching up, which is weird.

However, he did not make a sound, but secretly investigated the situation.

Usually, who would pay attention to what the clinical department does? The main task of the director of the office is to flatter the dean, instead of paying attention to every move of the clinical department below like Jin Yiwei.

However, Dean Xiao's current silence expresses his dissatisfaction.

With Dean Xiao's character, if he glared at himself, that's fine. Saying nothing means he is angry.

The director of the office saw an opportunity, hid in the corridor of the operating room, took a few steps outside, entered another operating room, took out the phone and dialed.

"Emergency Department, Zheng Ren, any news recently?"

"How did you become the head of the propaganda department!"

"I see."

The director of the office hung up the phone depressedly and looked up at the sky. The sky outside the window has been wiped black, and the light pollution is reflected by the clouds, and the entire sky is dark red.

Deep, dark, like his mood.

Two days ago, the city TV station and Haicheng Metropolis Daily jointly notified the hospital, but President Xiao went to the provincial capital for a meeting that day, and he seemed to have forgotten it.

No, not forgotten, but sorted in the work report tomorrow morning.

Damn it!

The head of the propaganda department said that Zheng Ren was actually on TV?

Cut, who else watches TV now. The director of the office thought so, but he still sent a message to his clerks, asking them to quickly collect relevant information.

Otherwise, if you talk about these things at the dinner table for a while, if you ask three questions, Dean Xiao will definitely not think it is his own business.

It's not your own business, but the pot is definitely your own.

Back in the operating room, the director of the office quietly stood behind Dean Xiao, and I was relieved.

But... why is the atmosphere a little serious?

"Mr. Zheng is having an operation, so I don't have time for now." Chu Yanran held Zheng Ren's cell phone, completely losing her past gentleness.

The Xie Yi people felt very strange, and suddenly looked at it with big eyes, not knowing what happened.

"What's wrong?" Dean Xiao knew Chu Yanran's origin, and he smiled and comforted her when he saw her angry.

Chu Yanran hung up the phone and suddenly calmed down. Although there is no joy, but that kind of satisfaction is rarely encountered in ordinary times, and the whole person looks different.

She said lightly: "The diagnosis of gastroenterology was wrong, and the patient could not be treated conservatively, so he wanted to find President Zheng for surgery."

"Huh? What's going on?" Dean Xiao was puzzled.

Chu Yanran then explained what happened in the emergency department before.

After that, the patient was admitted to the Gastroenterology Department.

In gastroenterology, the corresponding treatment. Because of acute abdominal pain, the use of pain relievers is absolutely contraindicated, which can easily affect the doctor's judgment on the condition.

So the patient has been suffering.

After taking antibiotics and related drugs, the patient's condition not only did not relieve, but became more and more serious.

Zhou Wenxiang's face has been gloomy.

As a family member of the patient, no one can smile at this time.

Director Xia did not notice at first that the pain of patients with acute cholecystitis cannot be contained, and the pain is inevitable. However, it is estimated that the antibiotics have begun to work, and the patient's symptoms are still not relieved, but are getting worse.

At this time, Director Xia remembered the words of the inpatient chief of the emergency department.

Is the gallbladder twisted? Impossible, absolutely impossible. Director Xia has been a doctor for more than 30 years, and only encountered one case of gallbladder torsion when he was young.

But...is it really impossible?

Why does the patient's symptoms look like this...

Director Xia hesitated.

But she didn't ask Zheng Ren for consultation, and for nothing else, she couldn't afford to lose this face!

I called Director Sun of the Second Department of General Surgery, and after more than ten minutes, Director Sun came for consultation.

Looking at the patient's state, Director Sun fell into deep thought.

"Old Sun, how do you judge?" Director Xia asked.

Director Sun was surprised. His first feeling was that what Zheng Ren said was right!

No reason, just because he was right so many times, why was he wrong this time?

What? Gallbladder torsion is rare? Director Sun doesn't think he can't encounter such a thing.

Precisely because it is rare, it is necessary to be more careful about this possibility.

"Hey, old Sun!" Director Xia asked loudly, seeing that Director Sun kept silent.

"Ah?" Director Sun finally regained his senses. "I think if the pain continues, conservative treatment can't be done."

This is a very moderate sentence, no diagnosis is mentioned at all, and no one is offended. Go to the stage, get to the bottom of it, and speak with facts.

"Surgery?" Director Xia's tone changed slightly.

"The diagnosis is not clear. If you agree, prepare for laparotomy." Director Sun continued to be tactful. He didn't say how the gallbladder was, but explained it with laparotomy.

"Wait until the blood report is urgently checked." Director Xia said.

The diagnosis and treatment of rare diseases is indeed a big problem. Doctors, never say 100% such things. If someone said that, it must be a Jianghu Lang, or a very lame kind.

But it is a pity that most people like to listen to good and sure words. This is the soil for liars to run rampant.

Before this patient was admitted to the hospital, all the auxiliary examination indicators pointed to simple cholecystitis, and it was still relatively mild, and the gallbladder edema was not severe.

The possibility of being cured by conservative treatment is very high, and Director Xia is sure of this.

But seeing that the patient's pain was getting worse and there was no sign of improvement at all, her firm confidence was finally shaken.

It's not really a rare disease like gallbladder torsion.

The results of the emergency investigation came back soon, with clear inflammatory changes. Although only a few hours old, the condition has changed dramatically enough to overturn a previous diagnosis.