Chapter 1561 Arrangements in the Dark (Leader Orange Orange Plus 1)
Although it was a bit awkward to do so, President Zhou finally had some courage.
In the sound of dong dong dong and clang clang clang, President Zhou's operation was finally completed.
"President Zhou, your operation is simply too barbaric and rude!" Su Yun said with a smile.
President Zhou didn't speak, thinking that you haven't seen the more savage one. Today, I am afraid that there will be secondary damage, so I put it away and do it.
Look at how ignorant you are.
This sentence, President Zhou, was just a slander, but he didn't dare to say it.
"Your intraoperative bleeding is 50ml, which is more than cardiothoracic surgery. It's amazing! I knew that orthopedic surgery was done this way. I chose orthopedics back then." Su Yun said with a smile.
Zhou always wanted to scold people.
The Kirschner wire that has been taken out for more than 3 years, the callus is called a tight one, and the bleeding is not normal?
Why was he despised? !
But he still didn't have the guts to say it.
The pericardial fiberboard was stripped and there was almost no bleeding. Although this operation is the most basic operation of cardiothoracic, but...
No matter what, the level of surgery is higher and the trauma is greater.
Skills are not as good as people, there is really nothing to say.
With the conclusion of Mr. Zhou's orthopaedic surgery, Zheng Ren and Su Yun flushed the chest again, checked that there was no active bleeding, and closed the chest.
Surgery is over.
Zheng Ren looked at the Kirschner needle that was taken out, hesitated for a moment, turned around and stepped down, tore off the sterile gown, and said, "I'll go and explain to the patient's family."
"Zheng... Boss Zheng, don't forget to ask me where the surgery was done." Boss Zhou has always been obsessed with whether he will be struck by lightning.
Zheng Ren nodded, turned around and walked out of the operating room with the pathology basin.
"Mr. Zhou, don't be so timid." Su Yun said with a smile.
After the operation, Su Yun's temper was a little milder, comforting Mr. Zhou's restless heart.
"Brother Yun, you don't know." President Zhou sighed and said, "Two days ago, a patient died here."
"..." Su Yun was silent.
Psychological shadows, that's how they appeared.
"Is it the patient who died suddenly during the hospital settlement?" Chu Yanran had been sitting on the small round stool observing various data, which was peaceful and beautiful. At this time, listening to President Zhou, he immediately asked.
"Oh..." Speaking of this, President Zhou sighed listlessly.
"If you have something to say, hurry up, you are such a powerful person." Su Yun said contemptuously.
"This is not a patient with a cervical spine who is admitted to the hospital for surgery. We were going to carry out cervical spine surgery, and we happened to meet a related patient, so we invited a professor from the imperial capital. The operation performed by others is really beautiful." President Zhou said.
"The recovery was good after the operation. The patient went to the ground the next day. Brother Yun, I never thought that cervical spine surgery could be so traumatic."
Zhou Zong asked for an incision dressing and put it on the patient.
"I thought the operation was successful, and I have written all the propaganda copy. In the future, the common people in Haicheng will have cervical spine surgery, and they can do it at their doorstep without going to the imperial capital." Mr. Zhou said with deep regret.
"Hey." Su Yun said with a contemptuous smile: "Cervical and lumbar spine surgery, according to the international classification, belongs to neurosurgery, okay? Do you still consider it a carpenter when you do it in orthopedics?"
When this guy catches something, he will say something.
Anyway, it's Mr. Zhou, it's okay!
However, such a major event involving surgical procedures in the department, Su Yun would not dare to say it in 912 or any large tertiary hospital in the imperial capital.
If it really provokes something, it is the blood feud of murdering parents, which will never end.
The orthopaedic doctor earned this large piece of surgery, but the neurosurgery is not up to par, and it has nothing to do with Su Yun.
In Haicheng, there will be nothing wrong with Mr. Zhou, Su Yun understands in his heart.
Zhou Zong was stunned and lowered his head again.
"What about the patient?" Su Yun asked curiously.
"The patient had no side effects at all, all physical examinations were fine, the nerve reflexes were normal, and there was no difficulty in breathing. 10 days after the operation, the discharge procedures were completed. First, take a picture of the pennant, and everyone was happy."
"But who would have thought that when going through the discharge procedures, the patient would die suddenly at the window." As President Zhou said, tears were about to flow down.
Su Yun was sad.
This is an example of bad life.
Unless there is an autopsy, no one will know the final cause of death of the patient.
Either a sudden heart attack or some kind of particularly rare postoperative complication. I am not very familiar with cervical spine surgery, and there is no way to place a beak.
But the average family member will not agree to the autopsy. This is the traditional concept of the Chinese people, and it is difficult to change.
It turned out that there was such a thing, and Mr. Zhou was like a bird in shock. When the distal end of the Kirschner needle was free, he panicked.
"It is estimated that the cervical spine surgery in our city's first hospital will not be performed within ten years." Su Yun sighed.
This rare situation was encountered in the first cervical spine surgery. The psychological shadow will not only fall on President Zhou, but also on the director of the Department of Orthopedics.
Honestly do familiar techniques and try to avoid trouble. This is a normal person's choice.
As for the patients with cervical spine problems in Haicheng... go to a higher-level hospital. The farther is the farther, anyway, the First City Hospital will not touch it again.
What a pity, Su Yun thought.
The development and promotion of every clinical technique has its own destiny.
A seemingly inconspicuous little thing may ultimately affect the decisions and choices of hundreds of patients.
"Wait a few years, your director will be a little older and don't care much. I'll introduce you to the professor of orthopedics in the Imperial Capital." Su Yun thought for a while, and said, "It should be carried out or it should be carried out, and the operation in the Imperial Capital will also kill people. Chances are The question, by the way, has the patient been autopsied?"
Mr. Zhou was a little confused, but he knew that Su Yun had good intentions.
"No, I didn't say anything at home, so I'm probably confused. A good person, go through the discharge procedures by himself, why would he say that he's gone?" Mr. Zhou was obsessed with this, and his spirit was a little sluggish.
It seems that this inexplicable sudden death of the patient really hit him a lot.
"Pack up and send the patient to the ICU." Su Yun said.
"How long will it take to get out after surgery?" Chu Yanran asked.
"It is estimated that it will be transferred out in 2 days." Su Yun said, "The operation has been done, and there is no bleeding. The rest is to observe the situation and avoid the aggravation of upper gastrointestinal bleeding."
"..." Mr. Wang realized that he had forgotten something.
The patient complained of nausea, vomiting, and upper gastrointestinal bleeding.
When I find a more serious condition, I forget about it and call it a clean. If you don't tell me carefully and take the right medicine, I'm afraid that in a few days, the upper gastrointestinal bleeding will be severe, and the patient will vomit out a mouthful of blood, and the operation will be done in vain.
Still not careful enough.
President Wang nodded very cautiously, and then he had to do things like writing medical records himself and the front-line doctor on duty.
Watch it carefully, don't let Boss Zheng's hard work go to waste.