When I came to the Pengxi Township Hospital, I was inspected once and was the director of the old Chen. At this time, I was busy in the provincial hospital.
He is too old, his eyes are shaking, and he can't get surgery. So he sat in the ward and used his rich clinical experience to help the head nurse and other doctors to take care of the serious problems.
Although it is not a serious major, the number of patients Chen has seen and treated in his life has been numerous and experienced, making up for the shortcomings and shortcomings.
As an old man in his seventies, he has entered a state of self-forgetting.
It’s no longer like a young man, not sleeping for a few days and nights, and nothing big. He only slept for two or three hours a day, allowing his energy to be quickly drained.
He sometimes thinks of the young surgeon who was involved in the catheterization room in Pengxi Township. His surgery is superb and outstanding.
Young, really good, Director Chen is somewhat emotional.
The body is getting heavier over time and he is helpless. People, always have to be old.
But now this situation is definitely not acceptable.
A new batch of wounded people were transported from the front line. Although the director Chen was exhausted, he was keenly aware of the number of injured people.
From Pengxi Township, every ambulance is generally full of post-surgical injuries. However, this time, only one patient with a pelvic fracture was transported, and the other two were wounded after surgery.
On that side, did you really withstand the flood peaks of the wounded, and survived?
The old Chen director handed over the wounded, took the wounded after the pelvic fracture intervention to a ward, and found a bed to arrange.
The blood pressure has been stable, check for other organ damage, and then a large number of blood transfusions, fluid replacement, pay attention to the amount of access, it is enough.
If there is an unexpectedly complicated condition, are there no other medical or critical doctors?
He sat in the office and took a break. There is no big problem for the physicians who come to support outside.
As soon as he calmed down, he was tired in his heart. In addition, there is a young figure emerging.
That guy, that's great.
Director Chen Chen Shen, is the interventional operation in Pengxi Township finished? If you have this possibility, just call and ask.
He found the phone of Director Jiang and dialed it out.
"Xiao Jiang, it is me." Director Chen said.
The voice from the phone is a girl's voice.
"Director Jiang is ill and is resting."
"Is it sick? What happened?" Director Chen was surprised.
"Acute anterior wall myocardial infarction, just after the completion of thrombectomy, stent surgery, recovery with drugs." The person explained.
"..." Director Chen is most afraid that he will fall ill and give trouble to the clinical doctors.
Unexpectedly, Director Jiang, who was much younger than his own age, couldn’t hold it anymore and fell down.
Pengxi Township used the flesh and blood to become the Great Wall of Steel, and it was not easy to hold the flood peak of the wounded. Director Chen is slightly distracted, and his heart is awkward.
"You are..." The voice of the little nurse came from the phone: "Is there anything I need to convey?"
"There are not many wounded people on your side who need to be involved."
"The wounded pelvic fractures are all finished. Now it is how much we pull down from the front line. How much we have done, the peak period has passed." In the voice of the little nurse, with a little pride.
Director Chen is very impressed.
“What is the surgery done by Dr. Zheng?” asked the old director Chen.
"Dr. Zheng is on the phone and has something about amputation after intervention. I don't understand."
"He finished his face, you let Dr. Zheng call me." Director Chen finished talking and hung up.
He is thinking that the peak period for transporting the wounded has passed, so next step Dr. Zheng will definitely take another step back to a hospital in Rongcheng.
Start by yourself and grab him?
This idea seems to be good.
......
At the Pengxi Township Hospital, Director Jiang went to rest. The interventional catheter room in Pengxi Township was not confused because of his departure.
Xie Ning has not been sitting here all the time, things are getting on the right track, the number and medical records of each wounded are established, and they get rid of the chaotic situation at the beginning.
However, Zheng Ren is very upset.
The number of wounded patients with severe pelvic fractures is getting less and less, and the number of thrombectomy procedures he has done is gradually being raised.
However, Zheng Ren found that his previous thoughts were too simple.
After the thrombectomy, according to the angiographic film, the interventional doctor guides the amputation surgery, which requires too much manpower. Now, both the interventionalist and the orthopedic surgeon have already opened the pot and have no time to think about it.
I also want to come, Zheng Ren is standing at the highest peak of interventional surgery, a bird's eye view of all beings. Everything he thinks, other people's ideas can't keep up.
Finally, Zheng Ren thought a lot of ways, but in addition to his own surgery directly on the hybrid operating table, there is no other better solution. However, for a few particularly heavy wounded people, Huaxi has invested manpower and has successfully solved it.
He hangs up and is a bit bitter.
"Dr. Zheng, Director of the Provincial Academy, Chen, let you contact him." The little nurse saw Zheng Ren put down his mobile phone and was in a daze.
“Director Chen?” Zheng Ren remembers this person, but what he looks like, how old he can’t remember.
"It seems very urgent, this is the mobile phone number."
Zheng Ren took a piece of paper with a mobile phone number, thinking about what to do, and dialing the phone in his hand.
"Director Chen, hello." Zheng Ren habitually polite, although he does not remember the appearance of Director Chen, but the politeness is always right.
"Xiao Zheng, what about your surgery?" Director Chen opened the door.
"Well, the wounded with severe pelvic fractures are almost treated." Zheng Ren thought about the way.
"Where are you going to go next?" asked the old director Chen.
Where are you going? Zheng Renyi, is this inviting yourself?
"Director Chen, I want a hybrid operating table. If possible, I am going to do a thrombectomy + amputation." Zheng Ren said.
"Come to our provincial hospital, although I have retired, it is no problem to have a hybrid operating table."
The two said a few words, and when the details were finalized, they hung up.
Going to the provincial hospital is a good choice.
Zheng Ren has figured out I probably have a number in my heart.
"Su Yun!" Zheng Ren called.
"On the stage, what happened to Dr. Zheng?" Mu Tao’s voice passed over.
Zheng Ren went to the operation room next door and saw Mu Tao lying down, taking time to rest and recover.
See Zheng Ren coming in, Mu Tao sat up.
"Mu teacher, I and Su Yun are leaving, this is handed over to you." Zheng Ren is not polite, come in and say directly.
"Go? Where are you going?"
"Provincial hospital."
"Hey...you go there, what are you going to do?" Mu Tao asked.
After a period of contact, Mu Tao felt that Zheng Ren was really good, if there was no such awkward and harsh assistant.
"To do the surgery for thrombectomy + amputation."