Chapter 1653

Zhao Wenhua thought about this operation while pressing and hemostasis. Arteriovenous catheterization, angiography, embolization, this operation

It's a beast. I dare to do such an operation.

But the operation process was wonderful, very wonderful, very wonderful. Zhao Wenhua recalled the whole operation process, such as drinking Qiongjiang.

This operation has a strange idea, which is different from other operations, but the operation method is really simple.

You can do it yourself!

Zhao Wenhua soon realized this.

But at one moment, he suddenly thought of his original intention. In my judgment, boss Zheng's medical team "framed" himself and thought of so many reasons and excuses.

Now, people just want to have an operation. As for themselves... Boss Zheng ignored it at all.

This is his own patient. If someone else's patient, he doesn't exist like air in boss Zheng's eyes.

Thinking, Zhao Wenhua is a little crazy. Has he been ignored?

"Lao Zhao, it's been pressing for nearly 20 minutes. Are you going to press all night? Do you want to find you a set of bedding?" The head nurse came in and said half jokingly and half sarcastically.

Er, I lost myself in thinking and forgot to oppress time.

It would have been OK to press for a few minutes, and if there is a hemostatic plate, there is no problem to stop bleeding without pressing.

I forgot the time.

Zhao Wenhua felt that he was out of standard. He bowed his head and began to lift the patient onto the flat car and go all the way back to the ward.

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Zheng Ren sends Gu away. Fang Lin is reluctant to part with the goods and wants to ask more details about pulmonary sequestration.

There's still time. It's not very convenient now. He can only go back with Gu.

"Boss, is the operation simple?" Su yundao.

"Sure, there's nothing else but double contrast." Zheng Ren said with a smile: "fortunately, Xiao Feng has a large enough vascular occluder, otherwise I want to use a spring coil to block it."

"Xiao Feng, well done!" Su Yun turned back and praised Feng Xuhui.

Generally, these goods seldom say good words, but Feng Xuhui is an exception.

"In the evening, Qin and Tang invite you to dinner. You two go together." Su yundao.

"OK." Feng Xuhui is also welcome. He's so familiar. What's polite. He smiled, nodded and answered.

"What will Qin and Tang do?" Zheng Ren asked.

"I don't know. God is mysterious." Su Yun said, "don't worry about him. It's serious to go to dinner and drink first."

With that, several people walked into the ward.

The oncoming nurse came over angrily and said to Chang Yue, "doctor Chang, I can't control it. Go and have a look."

Zheng Ren frowned slightly. What's the matter?

"What's going on?" Su Yun held Chang Yue and asked directly.

"The patient who had surgery in the morning, who was in his thirties and seriously ill, remember." Chang Yue also said helplessly.

"Remember, is there a problem with the operation? Or is there a lot of work at home?" Su Yun asked.

"Neither." Chang Yue said, "when he came back after the operation, he said he wanted to play a qualifying game and played there with his mobile phone. He played the game with a large range of movements. The drip needle came out twice, making the bed full of blood."

"I'll go and have a look. You're busy." Su yundao, by the way, gave shun the cotton swab left by the nurse from Chang Yue.

Zheng Ren was relieved. It's not a big deal.

It's rare to be so obsessed with playing games in my thirties.

Generally, people who are obsessed with the virtual world are young people in their 20s. In his thirties, he started a family and started a business. It's OK to take games as a pastime. But just finished the operation, still so obsessed

And the hand speed is getting older and older. It has already dropped from the peak period. Even in qualifying, it can't beat the children.

But playing games is harmless to humans and animals. Zheng Ren thinks it's good.

Thinking of this, Zheng Ren suddenly realized that there was hepatic encephalopathy after operation?

At the thought of hepatic encephalopathy, he became cautious.

Hundreds of tips operations have been performed, and there have been no patients with postoperative hepatic encephalopathy. But there are too many roads at night. Sooner or later, I will meet a ghost.

He followed Su Yun and came to the ward.

The patient is on the bed by the door, holding the mobile phone in an odd posture and playing excitedly.

His chin is pressed on his left forearm. Because of the angle, his field of vision is not good. But the patient looks at the mobile phone screen with this narrow field of vision and refuses to stop for a second.

However, the position of oppression was not the position of pulling out the needle. The blood seeped out and stained his face, body and bed red.

Zheng Renjin glanced at the room first and saw that there was no diagnosis of hepatic encephalopathy on the system panel.

"What are you playing, Li Liguo?" When Liu zewei entered the room, he asked seriously, like the kind of old doctor he usually sees.

But the patient didn't speak at all and played by himself.

Liu zewei was speechless and regarded the doctor as nothing. This kind of person is really rare.

Zheng Ren remembered the woman she met in Haicheng. The child was playing games. She didn't care about her at all. She just spoiled the child.

It's common to be cold to parents, but it's too much to be cold to yourself and play games wholeheartedly.

After TIPS surgery, can you take it seriously.

A few seconds later, it seemed that the game was over. The man looked up and wanted to drop his cell phone. But at the last moment, he stopped his movement, clenched his right hand and hit the bed.

Because the chin left the left arm, coupled with the excited behavior, the blood flow was faster and a string of blood beads splashed out.

Zheng Ren rushed forward, grabbed the patient's arm and stretched out his hand. Su Yun handed two cotton swabs to him.

The bleeding was stopped only when the cotton swab pressed the intravenous needle eye of the infusion.

"Where's your family?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Oh, it's off again. The signal here is too poor." The patient said in distress. But at the end of a game, he saw Zheng Ren and others coming to his eyes, which was the reaction.

"Li Liguo, where's your family?" Zheng Ren asked again.

"Family?" Li Liguo was a little confused. He looked around and saw that no one was there. He was confused and said, "I don't know."

"I went shopping. The boy has been playing and didn't notice." Said an old man in the next bed.

"You are too careful." Zheng Rendao.

"Being idle is also idle." Li Liguo smiled awkwardly, "doctor, you don't know how boring it is in the hospital."

Zheng Ren also admitted this, but it's not good to play with a room full of blood.

He refused Liu zewei's hand, pressed a cotton swab on the patient's vein and talked with him.

A few minutes later, take off the cotton swab and the blood has stopped.

"Don't play like that in the future." Zheng Ren said, "look at your face. It's full of blood. The family came back to wash well. So many people are scary."

Li Liguo waved his hand and looked bored.

He should have another game right after Zheng Ren left.