Chapter 1999

During the operation, it was found that there was thrombosis near the PICC pipeline, which was organized and adhered to the intima of pulmonary artery.

The operation is very difficult. It is very difficult to grasp the fallen PICC pipeline through interventional surgical instruments. But after all, it can be operated outside the heart with almost no side effects.

If you can't catch it once, catch it several times.

But PICC pipe has been stuck to pulmonary artery and thrombosis, and the operation method will be changed.

If you grasp the tail of PICC pipe on the periphery and pull it hard as before, it will lead to complications such as vascular tear.

There are no complications. Once the pulmonary artery is torn, the result is self-evident.

After discovering this situation, President Lin hurried to the operating room.

After all, he is the vice president in charge of clinical work. He must be present in person for such a big thing.

The small office in the intervention operating room was crowded with people.

Doctors at all levels, experts outside the hospital, hospital leaders and medical department personnel in the second Department of oncology.

The air is a little stuffy, quite stuffy.

"Professor Zhong, aren't you sure about the operation?" After hearing the report, President Lin asked bluntly.

There's nothing to avoid at this time. What do you say. The patient is still lying on the operating table under general anesthesia, and his life is in danger at any time.

Professor Zhong from the famous circulation hospital shook his head, "dare not move, the adhesion part of the PICC pipe may have reached the muscle layer. I can catch it with the basket catheter, but..."

He sighed.

The patient's PICC pipe fell off for too long. In Professor Zhong's opinion, the patient should not be saved.

"Is there any other way?" Dean Lin asked.

Professor Zhong hesitated for a moment, and finally shook his head, "find someone who has a heart to operate."

Heart, surgery

These two words alone are enough to give President Lin a headache.

If cardiothoracic surgery is operated, it means a huge risk, and the patient's life and death are unknown. And there is no extracorporeal circulation machine to change from the interventional operating room to the surgical operating room

At the thought of these, President Lin turned one head into two big ones.

It seems that we can only contact the brother hospital. The patient woke up under general anesthesia and transferred the person to that side.

President Lin looked around and saw that everyone's expressions were very dignified. He knew there was no other way.

He sighed deeply. Just before announcing the final result, Professor Zhong said, "Dean Lin, do you know boss Zheng of 912?"

When it comes to boss Zheng, Dean Lin's heart trembles.

"Some time ago, boss Zheng took a heart bullet for embolization in the Affiliated Hospital of Medical University. I heard from the people on that side. The level is quite high."

"..." President Lin was silent.

"Why don't you give boss Zheng a slap?" Professor Zhong asked, but he seemed to remember something and immediately said, "even if boss Zheng felt that he could not intervene in surgical treatment, his level of cardiac surgery is first-class."

Dean Lin was agitated.

"The live broadcast of the operation and the operation to remove the 12cm long pulmonary artery thrombosis really shocked me." Professor Zhong became more and more excited. In his opinion, boss Zheng is indeed the best candidate to save Taiwan.

"Although I don't engage in cardiac surgery, I've watched the video of that operation at least 20 times. It's really wonderful!"

He said excitedly, but he immediately felt that there was something wrong with the air atmosphere in the small office in the operating room.

This is

Professor Zhong looked around and saw that the people around him were silent. Dean Lin's expression was cold and hard like a stone.

Didn't boss Zheng go to the Affiliated Hospital of imperial Medical University to get the bullet a few days ago? It's not the cancer hospital that swept through.

He recalled it again, and his mind was still blank.

"President Lin......"

"I..." President Lin subconsciously refused, but this is a hospital, this is a job, this is treating patients and saving people!

President Lin's reason conquered emotion in an instant. He sighed and said, "I'll contact president yuan and look for boss Zheng. If I can do interventional surgery, I can't. I'll explain my condition to the patient's family members, wake up from general anesthesia and go to 912 for thoracotomy."

When the conclusion was reached, everyone breathed.

This is a sudden disaster. The pipeline of PICC has fallen off for so long. I don't know. The patients and their families are careless enough.

Generally speaking, PICC pipes are difficult to fall off, which is less than one in ten thousand in theory. In terms of the number of patients diagnosed and treated in the Imperial Cancer Hospital, they will encounter several times a year, but they are all "fresh" shedding.

But this time it hit a big stone. The patient's PICC pipe didn't know how long it fell off.

The patient was transferred to 912... Forget it, it's not a general hospital. There's nothing to be ashamed of. People in the tumor hospital thought of it.

Seeing that there were many people in the room, President Lin stood up and went to the dressing room.

Everyone knows that President xiaodelin is going to call 912 to contact boss Zheng to save Taiwan. No one is not open-minded to follow President Lin and listen to how he asks for help.

When he came to the dressing room, President Lin took out his mobile phone, found vice president yuan's phone and dialed it out.

"Lao yuan, we're in trouble. The PICC pipe fell off and fell into our heart."

"Well, Professor Zhong is here, but he can't take it out for a long time."

"OK, let's go as soon as possible. The patient is under general anesthesia. If the intervention can't be taken out, it is estimated to be under cardiopulmonary bypass..."

"OK, the patient is discharged. I'll invite you to dinner."

With that, Dean Lin hung up the phone depressed.

Vice President yuan's tone on the other side was flat without any emotion. But the more so, President Lin seemed to see the smile on the corner of vice president yuan's mouth.

In addition to academic conferences, there are not many exchanges between the large-scale third-class general hospitals in DIDU. Saving Taiwan means recognizing counseling.

My family is a cancer hospital, and I don't even have a circulatory department. I can ignore this.

But at the thought of boss Zheng and his daughter, Dean Lin was upset. How can you tell the girl that the technical strength is not enough, so don't go?

I'm really afraid of what comes.

Dean Lin hung up and sat quietly in the dressing room, angry with himself. Yesterday, I just promised my wife to pay more attention and get the girl back.

Do the intervention operation of eating thread? Is that what a girl should do!

He has learned something about boss Zheng's medical team these days. He knows that the average operation is six a day and the speed is constant.

This is because... Boss Zheng has only six beds in the inpatient department.

But six tips operations a day can't do it. What a lot of thread!

It is said that when a girl is old, she can't help her mother. One idea is more correct than the other.

Thinking, the cell phone rang.

Seeing that it was opened by the girl, President Lin was stunned and subconsciously answered the phone.

"Dad, did you invite us to have an operation?" Lin Yuan's proud voice came from the other side of the phone.

President Lin's old blood almost didn't spray out.