Chapter 1186

Soon it was dawn.

But the bright dawn outside the window could not erase the haze in Zhao Wenhua's heart.

The patient's condition is still bad, which can only be regarded as making do.

The director will make a ward round and put forward treatment suggestions to the patients. According to director Kong's character, he would certainly recommend transferring to thoracic surgery for thoracoscopic exploration and hemostasis.

Zhao Wenhua is very tangled. If he insists on it, he can still carry it. But the basis of this operation is that the patient will get better and better. If the pressure in the chest is high, but the blood vessels can't stop the bleeding

He dared not think any more.

These things are really in a dilemma and tangled to death.

Forget it, let it be.

As time went by, the noise of the day gradually appeared in the corridor. Doctors and nurses go to work, change clothes and look at patients at the front line of shift handover.

Zhao Wenhua just sat in the ward, staring at the numbers on the monitor in a daze.

Unknowingly, after several hours, the high pressure on the monitor has changed from 80 mm Hg to 70 mm Hg.

But the decline was slow. Zhao Wenhua gradually accepted this reality and didn't find it at the first time.

Boiling frogs in warm water is basically similar to Zhao Wenhua's current situation.

Zhao Wenhua didn't attend the shift handover. He didn't even know. People in their forties, after staying up all night, the whole person's reaction slows down, and many things can only rely on instinct.

During the ward round, he still sat on the stool and looked at the monitor.

Director Kong led a ward round. As soon as he came in, he saw Zhao Wenhua tired and staring at the monitor.

Zhao Wenhua didn't attend the shift handover. Director Kong guessed there was a problem. Director Kong deepened his judgment when talking about the patient during the shift handover.

When I came in and saw Zhao Wenhua like this, I basically didn't run away.

Director Kong came to know about the patient, but he didn't say anything in front of the bed. He just nodded and turned out.

Director Kong's investigation of the patients in the back is very rough. It is basically a hasty past. After all, interventional surgery is minimally invasive. Fever, nausea, vomiting and pain are normal reactions, and there are few emergencies such as bleeding.

The leading professors of their subordinates also responded to the changes of the disease, and did not need director Kong to talk too much.

When he returned to his office, he saw Zheng Renhe and Su Yun waiting for him at the door. He smiled and said to Dr. Shen, "call Professor Zhao to my office."

Then he opened the door and went in.

"What's up?" Director Kong sat down and asked with a smile.

"Director Kong, in the afternoon, Dr. mehar of Sweden will go to the airport. Who will pick him up in the hospital?" Zheng Ren didn't speak. Su Yun asked.

"Vice President yuan led the team. Let's go together." Director Kong said.

Zheng Ren felt that the momentum was a little big, and he was a little unaccustomed.

In his mind, he should pick it up by himself and arrange it in his hospital bed or special ward after he comes back. He should seize the time to finish the operation and tell Dr. mehar about the progress of tips operation to see what the old doctor thinks.

But it is basically impossible to live in an ordinary room in one's own hospital bed. At least it's a chartered ward, or something you can't think of.

Just a huge welcome, Zheng Ren felt embarrassed.

But I can't jump out and say three or four in the courtyard. If that's true, I guess I can't get along.

Seeing Zheng Ren smiling reluctantly, director Kong said, "sit down and say."

"Boss Zheng, you have reached your level, so you don't think anything about it. But the hospital still attaches great importance to it. After all, Dr. mehar is a leading figure in the treatment of heart diseases, a judge of the Nobel Prize, and a very important one." Director Kong said, "if you don't pay attention, I'm afraid it will have a bad impact."

Zheng Ren thought that if there was an accident in the operation, it would have a bad impact.

But he only feigned in his heart and didn't say it.

"Young people, learn to accept." Director Kong said, "this is also the love of the hospital for you. No one can guarantee that there will be no accidents during the operation. If Dr. mehar is in Sweden, you will have nothing to do if you fly over for the operation. However, if you fly to our 912 for the operation, the hospital will also bear the corresponding responsibilities and obligations."

Zheng Ren smiled. Director Kong said it was true.

Just then, Zhao Wenhua knocked on the door and came in with the patient's film in his hand.

"Xiao Zhao, what's the matter with your patient?" Director Kong leaned back on his chair and looked serious. When talking to Zheng Ren, he was like a different person.

"Director, I did it yesterday..." when Zhao Wenhua came in, he saw Zheng Ren and Su Yun. He was tired of it. I was going to tell director Kong directly to transfer the patient to general chest surgery. But when he saw Zheng Ren's simple and honest face, he changed his mind for no reason.

He introduced his condition once, and finally repeated it twice. The patient is now in stable condition.

"Drainage is 800ml. Now the tube is closed. Is it stable?" Su Yun couldn't help sarcasm.

Born in cardiothoracic surgery, he is extremely sensitive to closed thoracic drainage. In addition, it is particularly sensitive to the patient's cough. Even through the patient's cough, we can judge how much phlegm there is, how the position is, and what kind of force to buckle the back to make the viscous phlegm discharge smoothly.

Closing the tube means that there is too much blood in the chest, which will lead to mediastinal flutter and cardiac arrest.

"The patient's blood pressure has stabilized." Zhao Wenhua said coldly.

"Is it stable? I can't see why." Su Yun has just heard Zhao Wenhua report his medical history and has judged some clues.

Zheng Ren also judged Zhao Wenhua's fluke psychology. Can it get away with it? Possible, but not very likely.

He pondered for a moment, recalled the previous film, stood up silently and took Su Yun away.

Director Kong was relieved that boss Zheng was sensible and didn't give himself any trouble. Persuade Zhao Wenhua. If there is a problem, solve the problem. How did you get the goods? Why are there so many problems in recent surgery and diagnosis and treatment.

"Xiao Zhao..."

While director Kong was talking to Zhao Wenhua, Zheng Ren and Su Yun left the office and walked to the ward.

"Boss, Zhao Wenhua's goods are counselled." Su Yun said contemptuously.

"Go see the eye patient." Zheng Ren is very steady, whispered. He had a judgment on the patient's condition in his heart. He went to have a look just to get the confirmation of the big pig's hoof.

Entering the ward, Zheng Ren took a look at the patient. Several diagnoses given on the system panel are basically imaginable. There was only one diagnosis that confirmed the conjecture in my heart - the rupture of the right 10th intercostal artery.

Sure enough!

It's not ordinary venous bleeding, but the intercostal artery is broken!