Chapter 1562

Although it was awkward to do so, President Zhou finally had some courage.

In the sound of thump, thump and thump, President Zhou's operation was finally completed.

"Mr. Zhou, your operation is too barbaric and rough!" Su Yun smiled.

Mr. Zhou didn't speak, thinking that you haven't seen a more savage one. Today, I was afraid of side injury.

Look at your ignorance.

This sentence Zhou always just Feifei, but he didn't dare to say it.

"Your intraoperative bleeding is 50ml, which is more severe than that of cardiothoracic surgery. I knew that orthopaedic surgery would do this. I chose orthopaedics in those years." Su Yun smiled.

Zhou always wants to swear.

The Kirschner wire that has been taken out for more than 3 years and wrapped by callus is called a tight one. Is it abnormal to bleed?

How can you be despised?!

But he still didn't have the courage to say that.

People had pericardial fiberboard stripping surgery, and there was almost no bleeding. Although this operation is the most basic operation of cardiothoracic surgery, but

It's higher than their own operation level and traumatic.

There's really nothing to say if your skills are inferior to those of others.

With the end of general Zhou's orthopedic surgery, Zheng Renhe and Su Yun rinsed the chest again, checked that there was no active bleeding, and closed the chest.

The operation is over.

Zheng Ren looked at the removed Kirschner wire and hesitated. He turned to step down, tore off the sterile clothes and said, "let me explain to the patient's family."

"Zheng... Zheng, don't forget to ask me where the operation was done." Mr. Zhou always thinks about whether he will be struck by thunder.

Zheng Ren nodded, took the pathology basin and turned out of the operating room.

"President Zhou, don't be so timid." Su Yun smiled.

After the operation, Su Yun's temper was a little warm, comforting President Zhou's restless heart.

"Brother Yun, you don't know." President Zhou sighed and said, "a patient just died here two days ago."

"..." Su Yun was silent.

Psychological shadow, so it appears.

"Is it the patient who died suddenly when handling hospitalization settlement?" Chu Yanran had been sitting on a small round stool to observe various data, quiet and beautiful. At this time, listening to President Zhou, he immediately asked.

"Alas..." speaking of this, President Zhou sighed listlessly.

"If you have something to say, you're a terrible person." Su Yun despised.

"This is not a patient with cervical vertebra who was admitted to hospital for surgery. I was going to carry out cervical vertebra surgery. I happened to meet a relevant patient, so I invited a professor from the imperial capital. What a beautiful operation they did." President Zhou said.

"The patient recovered well after the operation. The next day, the patient went to the ground. Brother Yun, I never thought that cervical surgery could have such a small trauma."

President Zhou asked for incision dressing and stuck it on the patient.

"I thought the operation was successful, and I have written all the publicity documents. In the future, the people in Haicheng will have cervical surgery. They can do it at home without going to the imperial capital." President Zhou's words were full of deep regret.

"Hey." Su Yun said with a disdainful smile: "cervical and lumbar surgery, according to the international classification, belongs to neurosurgery. Do you still think it's carpentry work to do orthopedics?"

If this guy catches one thing, he'll say two words.

Anyway, it's president Zhou. It's all right!

However, Su Yun did not dare to say such a big event involving the surgical operation of the Department in 912 or any large third-class hospital in the imperial capital.

It's really provoking. That's the blood feud of killing your parents. You never die.

Orthopedic doctors earned this large operation. Neurosurgery failed, which had nothing to do with Su Yun.

In Haicheng, Yi Yi will be fine next week. Su Yun knows.

Zhou Zong was defeated and bowed his head.

"What happened to the patient later?" Su Yun was curious and asked.

"The patient had no side effects at all, all physical examinations were OK, the nerve reflex was normal, and there was no dyspnea. 10 days after the operation, go through the discharge formalities. Take a picture with a golden flag first, and everyone was happy."

"But who would have thought that when handling the discharge procedures, the patient died suddenly directly at the window." As president Zhou said, tears are coming down.

Su Yun was dejected.

This is a model of bad life.

Unless there is an autopsy, no one knows the real cause of the patient's final death.

It's either a heart attack or some very rare postoperative complication. I'm not very familiar with cervical surgery, and I can't talk about it.

However, the general family members will not agree with the autopsy, which is a traditional concept of Chinese people and is difficult to change.

It turned out that there was such a thing. President Zhou was like a frightened bird when he encountered the free distal end of the Kirschner wire.

"It is estimated that the cervical surgery of the first hospital in our city will not open in ten years." Su Yun sighed.

At the beginning of cervical surgery, we encountered this rare situation. The psychological shadow will fall not only on President Zhou, but also on the director of orthopedics.

Do the familiar operation honestly and try to avoid trouble. This is the choice of normal people.

As for the patients with cervical problems in Haicheng... Go to the superior hospital. Just stay away. Anyway, the first municipal hospital will not touch it again.

Unfortunately, Su Yun thought.

The development and promotion of each clinical operation has an arrangement of fate.

A seemingly insignificant matter may eventually affect the decisions and choices of hundreds of patients.

"In a few years, your director will be older and less in charge. I'll introduce you to the professor of imperial orthopedics." Su Yun thought for a moment and said, "should it be carried out or should it be carried out? The emperor will die if he has surgery. The question of probability is, by the way, has the patient been autopsied?"

Zhou is a little confused, but he knows Su Yun's good intentions.

"No, I didn't say anything at home. It's estimated that I'm confused. A good person, go through the discharge formalities by himself. How can he say no and no?" President Zhou never forgets this and his spirit is a little depressed.

It seems that this patient with unexplained sudden death is really a great blow to him.

"Clean up and send the patient to ICU." Su yundao.

"How long can I come out after operation?" Chu Yanran asked.

"It's estimated that it can be turned out in two days." Su yundao said, "all the operations have been done. There is no bleeding. The rest is to observe the situation to avoid aggravation of upper gastrointestinal bleeding."

"..." Mr. Wang realized that he had forgotten something.

The patient complained of nausea, vomiting and upper gastrointestinal bleeding.

If you find a more serious condition, you'll forget it and call it clean. If you don't give careful instructions and take symptomatic drugs, I'm afraid that in a few days, the gastrointestinal bleeding will be serious, and the patient's blood will vomit out, and the operation will be done in vain.

Still not careful enough.

President Wang nodded cautiously, then wrote medical records and other things, and had to do it with the front-line doctor on duty.

Watch it carefully. Don't let boss Zheng's hard work go to waste.