Chapter 2832

Lao he is preparing the equipment and drugs needed for the operation in the intervention operating room. He received Su Yun's notice last night that he will have a thoracoscopic operation today.

At that time, I didn't care too much. Thoracoscopic surgery is only a very basic operation. Now it's not 20 years ago. Basically, doctors at the general level in 912 have used thoracoscopy badly.

For anesthesiologists, one lung ventilation is the pre skill to ensure the smooth operation of thoracoscopy. Unlike laparoscopy, the abdominal cavity needs to be inflated to create space for surgery, but thoracoscopy needs to shrink the lung tissue to have a field of vision.

Lao he doesn't think he will have a problem. After all, whether it's his surgical level or boss Zheng's charge, the possibility of a problem is almost zero and will not be considered for the time being.

After the shift handover, Lao he came to the intervention operating room.

"Xiaohua, there is no emergency list." Lao he asked.

"The director said to leave an emergency operation room for the intervention. Boss Zheng said he wanted to do thoracoscopy." Said the anesthesiologist on duty.

Having said hello, Lao he came to an emergency intervention room with a smile and inserted the USB flash disk first.

In the lucky BGM, Lao he felt that he was 20 years younger and his steps were a little brisk. Monitor... Ventilator... Double lumen intubation... Rescue medication

Lao he carefully checked everything. Although 912 emergency surgery had its own set of formed process, he was still worried about it for the last time. Moreover, this is the intervention operating room. General anesthesia is relatively rare. Lao he must ensure that he is safe.

If there's a lack of things after opening the platform, it's fucked.

"He junjin!" An unfamiliar but creepy voice came from Lao he. Lao he was slightly stunned. His relaxed and happy expression on his face coagulated. Then he changed his face and turned his head like a blooming chrysanthemum.

"Ye Chu, why are you here?"

"Director Xu goes down to see the patient. Let me have a look first. Are you checking the equipment?" Ye Qingqiu asked.

"Yes, I'll have a look first. The operation list hasn't been mentioned yet. When I receive the operation notice, I'll go down to see the patient." Lao he said, suddenly realizing in his mind that today's operation should be a big man.

Otherwise ye Qingqiu would not come up, or director Xu would not go down.

"All ready? Nothing wrong." Ye Qingqiu asked.

"Well, it's all over. The patient can be anesthetized when he comes up."

Ye Qingqiu nodded slightly, scanned the operating room with her eyes, and then asked, "this is the good luck that boss Zheng heard when he had an operation?"

"Yes, director Ye." Lao he didn't know, so he was very cautious when answering director Ye's questions. He didn't dare to say more words.

In the face of the boss of the medical department, all clinicians will give some respect, as long as they are a little forced to count.

Ye Qingqiu refused to comment, but nodded gently. When Xie Yi came in with surgical instruments, the wrinkles in the corners of his eyes were deep. I think he should be laughing.

But they didn't communicate. Ye Qingqiu turned and left.

"Yi Ren, who will be operated on today?" Lao he asked with a sigh.

"I heard early in the morning that he was an 84 year old patient. He was ready to give up and go back to his hometown. Just yesterday, Zheng Ren saw him and asked him to our hospital for emergency surgery."

Xie Yi handed the sterilized instrument box to the itinerant nurse. She was going to disinfect and told Lao he some information.

It's not a big open chest operation. Dr. Charles's instrument box is of little use, but Xie people still carefully prepare the operation box to avoid being busy with their hands and feet when they need it.

Lao he began to think in his mind that at the age of 84, he should be an elderly patient with various possibilities of intubation failure.

He took the fiberoptic bronchoscope and put it in an unobstructed place. Second generation Explorer laryngeal mask... Forget it. Even if you want to use boss Zheng, there are three generations.

What other equipment may be needed but not commonly used?

Thinking about it, Lao he heard another familiar voice in the corridor.

"Mr. Peng, the lounge for you. Will you lie down for a while?"

It's dean Yan! Lao he's heart was slightly surprised. It seems that the patient's background is bigger than he imagined, and even Dean Yan followed.

"No, as a family member of the patient, will seeing the operation bring pressure to the operator?" Peng Lao was not nervous, and said with a smile.

"That's not true. Boss Zheng has a stable operation and a big heart." Yan said with a smile, "I'm either worried or afraid you're tired."

"It's only one hour. I'm not tired."

Lao he pretended to be busy and performed his hard, careful, down-to-earth and serious work.

Work should be done and false performances should be done well. Lao he is clear about these. If I hadn't had bad luck in the first half of my life, I would have mentioned it earlier. It's time for heaven and earth to work together. Now it should be a transit, Lao he thought with a smile.

"Oh? Dr. Zheng is used to hearing this when he has an operation..."

When he came to the surgery room, Mr. Peng heard the song of good luck from inside and said. But how do you describe it? Old Peng and his colleagues were not in such good condition for surgery at that time, but it did not affect him to know that today's practitioners have music they are willing to listen to.

I've heard countless songs in the operating room, but I haven't heard good luck.

Seriously, this song is a little noisy and fast-paced. If square dance... It seems that square dance hates this song. Peng Lao smiled and said, "such a retro song is really rare."

"Boss Zheng may be for a good mouth." Ye Qingqiu said softly.

Peng nodded.

"This is Dr. he junjin, deputy director of anesthesiology department." Ye Qingqiu said.

Although Lao he has never been so close to Peng, he has always heard his name. In addition, when ye Qingqiu introduced herself, he directly said to the deputy director. Lao he was very happy. This should be something. Otherwise, director Ye won't lie with his eyes open, just to make Mr. Peng feel 912 valued.

It was the old man's lover's operation. No wonder.

Lao he turned around and said hello to Peng, but there was a dark crowd at the door. Like the president's office meeting, all hospital level leaders followed behind.

"Peng Lao." Lao he did not hide his cordial greeting or flattery, but gave a light greeting, bowed slightly, and began his own non physical performance again.

Not for merit, but for no fault. The credit is boss Zheng. It's good to have a share of it. Lao he knows.

"Mr. Peng, have a rest." Dean Yan moved a small round stool and put it in the corner of the operating room. There was no doubt that he "pressed" old Peng onto the stool.

"Don't have too many people in the operating room. President yuan will stay and everyone else will withdraw." Dean Yan glanced at the people behind him, and then began to drive them out in a deep voice.