Path of Medicine With a System

At this time, everyone can see that this wounded person is not simple. Surgery is not a child's play, even if you give it to a director, if you can't do it, you still can't do it.

The orthopedics department, including the director of Shenwai, was silent. Ouyang had given up hope, and she had to face whether it was lightning or dismissal on the spot. When Ouyang had turned around, Li Hongtu from the orthopedics department spoke.

"It's really not possible, just ask Zhang Fan. I think he has reached the pinnacle of orthopedic surgery. I'm not qualified to be his assistant." Lao Li is a good person. At this moment, no one dares to speak nonsense. responsible.

"Get in touch!" Ouyang said to the director of the medical office.

Zhang Fan had already been awakened by the siren of the hospital, and he could see the situation inside the hospital from where he lived. "Something has happened." Zhang Fan muttered in his heart, put on his clothes quickly, and walked towards the hospital.

At the gate of the hospital, Zhang Fan saw many military vehicles, police vehicles, and many soldiers, and could smell the smell of firecrackers after they were lit. His phone rang, and Zhang Fan saw that it belonged to the director of the medical department.

"director?"

"Where are you, come to the hospital quickly. There is an emergency."

"I'm already at the door."

"Great, run, hurry up."

After hanging up the phone, he happily said to Ouyang: "Doctor Zhang has arrived at the door." But Ouyang's expression did not change a bit. The senior director and deputy director of surgery in the hospital could not count on him, and pinned his hopes on a transfer department. It's ridiculous to think about a doctor.

"Quick, take a look. Is there any hope?" Zhang Fan was pushed into the emergency room by the head nurse of the emergency department as soon as he entered the emergency department. Lao Li handed the CT and MRI to Zhang Fan.

Two minutes later, Zhang Fan said: "Difficult!" A little anger appeared on Ouyang's frustrated face, "How sure?"

"10%, the medulla oblongata is a forbidden area for surgeons. Fortunately, the fragmentation of the bone absorbs most of the energy of the bullet. The edema is estimated to have appeared. Once it reaches a critical point, death may occur at any time, and if one is not careful during the operation~ ~The error tolerance rate of this operation is too low. It is almost impossible to make mistakes." Zhang Fan said after a little consideration.

Ouyang's dead heart was revived, 10% chance is already very high, the two deputy directors of the orthopedics department dare not answer, Zhang Fan pointed out the danger of the operation and the chance of success as soon as he came. The description has a certain degree of certainty.

"You have to be responsible for what you say, this is no joke!" Ouyang said with a livid face.

"I'm sure, I'm responsible." Zhang Fan said to Ouyang.

Time waits for no one, and no one dares to delay. Ouyang said: "Hurry up to formulate the operation plan, and I will report." After Ouyang went out, Xue Fei was on the night shift today. He quietly went up and grabbed Zhang Fan's arm and shook it twice, saying: "It's really difficult. Be careful! "

This is friendship, great friendship. He reminded Zhang Fan while trying to offend Ouyang. Xue Fei watched the whole incident from the beginning to the end. To put it bluntly, if the operation is successful, everything will be fine. Once it fails, the consequences are not something a small doctor or ordinary people can bear.

"Thank you, Brother Xue!" Zhang Fan also said quietly.

Responsibilities, the responsibilities of physicians. Without the system, there is no need to say anything. With the system, no matter who the other party is, as long as he is lying in the hospital, he is a simple patient, doing his best. Today is a 1% chance, Zhang Fan will be there.

The day when the system is in place already means that on the road of medicine, Zhang Fan can only move forward and not backward! Then go for it! God gave him a chance, regardless of life or death, he and the god of death had a deal.

"I'll be your assistant!" Lao Li said.

"Count me in." Shenwai's director Yu Bin also stood up.

"And me." Chen Qi also stood up.

This moment is like disaster relief, as long as someone takes the lead, someone will dare to step up. All the ones who stood up were top surgeons in the hospital,

Some other low-qualified doctors have no chance even if they dare to go. Zhang Fan's images of Lao Li and Chen Qi in the orthopedics department are too deep, and the orthopedics surgery is unparalleled in Chasu City.

At the entrance of the emergency department, Ouyang reported to the leader: "10% chance, and time is running out. It is estimated that it will only be forty minutes. The further you go, the lower the chance." He spoke quickly and concisely, but the key points were expressed Clear.

The two leaders were entangled, and now they didn't have much time to discuss on the phone. The middle-aged soldier gritted his teeth and said, "Let's do it." After a pause, he said as if he was sinking his boat, "Hurry up and perform surgery." The leader of the municipal party committee didn't say much more.

When Ouyang looked at him, he nodded.

The operation begins. The anesthesiologist is the director of the anesthesia department, the roving nurse is the head nurse in the operating room, and the operating nurse is the most skilled and comprehensive nurse in the operating room. Because they want to enter the medulla oblongata, the first assistant is the director of Shenwai, the second assistant Li Hongtu, and the third assistant Chen Chen. Qi.

In the support group, Ouyang is the team leader, and the vice president in charge of surgery is the deputy team leader. The director of cardiology, the director of neurology, the director of the respiratory department, and the director of the imaging department are members of the team. Stand by the door of the operating room.

The incision is extended along the bullet port, and the suction force of the suction device is turned to the minimum, taking into account all conceivable accidents. The ophthalmic forceps gently pushed aside the broken bones and entered bit by bit.

"Breathing, heart rate, blood pressure." Zhang Fan's subordinates carried out the operation carefully, paying attention to the patient's vital signs at all times.

"Respiration 16, heart rate 63, blood pressure 80/50mmhg," the anesthesiologist said.

"It's all at the critical value." Zhang Fan had a bottom line in his mind, and then said: How low can the blood pressure be lowered.

"If it gets lower, the blood pressure will be in shock, and the perfusion will be insufficient. I'll discuss it with the director of the heart." The head nurse came out of the operating room and invited the director of the heart in.

The blood pressure began to drop, and Ren Li, the director of the heart, said: "Doctor Zhang, it can't be lowered anymore, and it can't last for too long, otherwise insufficient perfusion will cause blood clots and reperfusion injury."

"it is good!"

At this time, Zhang Fan had already removed the visible bone fragments. He held the needle in his left hand to fix the tail of the spring, and there was no trembling at all.

As long as Zhang Fan's left hand trembles slightly, the bullet will advance or deflect a few millimeters, and the result may be the death of the patient. The suction device is a plastic soft straw, which is usually very light and almost weightless. Yu Bin grasped it with both hands. , although Zhang Fan couldn't reach the point where he didn't move at all, he still tried his best not to let the suction device vibrate greatly.

The surgical gown was soaked and the air conditioner was useless. The secretion of adrenaline has prevented the air conditioner from regulating the body temperature of several surgeons.

"Hemostatic cotton 1/5, clamped by two layers." Zhang Fan can only move one hand now, and he can only explain to the surgical nurse that he needs to use instruments.

Stretching out his hand, the instrument was placed firmly in Zhang Fan's hand. Gently enter and stuff, "Suture, thin thread and small needle, shorten the back thread." Zhang Fan began to suture and repair the artery.

A few assistants dared not let out the nervous atmosphere. They lightly stuffed and sewed up a little bit, moved the bullet back little by little, and the hemostatic cotton came in little by little. As long as there is a little shaking, there may be surgery Failed, the patient died.