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Chapter 142 Interventional Surgery
Chapter 142 Interventional Surgery
"Very well, these days, your team has performed very well. First of all, I didn't cause any mess, and second, through your concerted efforts, I saved several patients with intractable diseases. As your instructor, I There is a reward for you!"

When Huang Haitao gathered into groups on Monday morning, he called several students aside and praised him a few words. When he said the last sentence, the expressions of several students who had fake smiles on their faces suddenly froze, and their smiles also disappeared. Disappeared instantly.

As for Huang Shiren's commendation, even if he knew it with his toes, it was definitely not a good thing.In an instant, everyone was like a white-haired girl in the cold wind, and their expressions suddenly became gloomy. Qiqi stared at her with resentful eyes.

"Don't look at me like that, I'm not a mountain king who eats people and doesn't spit out bones. I still know that rewards and punishments are clear, and I won't do stupid things like asking the horse to run and thinking that the horse will not eat grass. You always have to prepare some carrots. Here, here are your monthly overtime pay, service pay and night shift allowance..."

Five thick envelopes were stuffed in five hands, and the heavy weight immediately cheered up every resentful white-haired girl.

"Why, Mr. Huang, is there any additional subsidy? Why didn't it last month?"

Ouyang Yang looked at the stack of brand-new banknotes in the envelope, and asked in great surprise.

"I have to thank Chen Qun for helping you complete many surgeries that you couldn't do by yourself. You are a team, and you will be rewarded according to the hospital's team share. Each person has more than 8000 yuan. Xiao Chen's is a little more .”

Huang Haitao clearly understands that relatively cold digital transfers, brand new banknotes, can better boost the morale and motivation of the team.

As a leading professor, he has his own scientific research projects and his own small treasury, and he doesn't mind giving some to motivate these students who are always criticizing.

The four cheeks immediately stared at Chen Qun's hand. The same thick envelope contained not only banknotes, but also a bank card with the hospital's emblem on it.

"The special prize of 10 yuan is awarded to the doctors, nurses and emergency personnel who performed outstandingly in the collective rescue accident half a month ago. A total of 23 such employee bank cards have been issued, and Xiao Chen is one of them. It's just not for the time being. Publicity to the outside world. This is what Xiao Chen deserves, you good students learn from Chen Qun, don't just talk all day long!"

Huang Haitao explained the origin of the bank card, and hit a few thorns along the way.

When Qi Hong and the others heard it, they were convinced, and they didn't have the slightest intention of being competitive.

Tie Jun looked at Chen Qun with a smile and said, "Today's prize money will be distributed, so it's time for a treat!"

Huang Haitao poured cold water on it, "I can give you a half-day off in the afternoon, but in the morning, you guys, I will examine a patient with me, starting with the MRI."

Qi Hong rolled her eyes and became surprised, "Why is Teacher Huang also in charge of physical examination? How strange!"

Huang Haitao explained the reason helplessly, "You donate 1000 million to the hospital every year, and you also enjoy this treatment!"

Qi Hong suddenly understood, it turned out to be the kind of rich people who are not so rich. If they are really rich, they will naturally have their own private health care doctor and hospital. How can they go to the hospital for routine checkups.

Listening to Huang Haitao's tone, the young people didn't care much about the patient, of course they knew what to do.

But when they saw the unattractive, dark-bodied rich man in front of him, without a name tag, who was dressed like a master worker, and knew that he had just returned from supporting construction in the mountains, the young people couldn't help showing some respect.

The MRI images appeared on the screen one by one. Standing in the back row, Chen Qun saw at a glance that there was a black spot the size of a soybean on the last spine section, and couldn't help but say something.

"Ms. Huang, there is a situation. There seems to be a small tumor on the middle side of the spine!"

"Can you tell if it's benign or malignant?"

Huang Haitao asked a casual question, which made Chen Qun slander in his heart immediately.

"You think I'm a superman, so you can see the benign and the malignant? It's clearly a challenge for the strong!"

The slander belongs to the slander, but I know that Huang Haitao is testing him on purpose, or because of his excellence, Huang Shiren has a subconscious mind, and there is no problem in leaving any difficult and miscellaneous diseases to this kid.

Chen Qun immediately gave a standard reply.

"It takes a biopsy to know the results."

"I am opposed to biopsy. The operation is too dangerous. Even with the microcatheter technique, it is difficult to take out a sample at the junction of the spinal nerve and the root of the sacral nerve. You see, this tumor grows close to the sacral artery. As long as the sample is taken A slight error in the catheter hairspring would cut off the blood supply to his lower body."

Qi Hong at the side immediately voiced her objection, holding a pen tip and making gestures on the screen.

Huang Haitao gave her a blank look, "If there is no biopsy, how will we know what the patient's tumor is?"

"It's most likely a benign chordocytoma, which is a common, small, harmless tumor that's one of the more common conditions in middle-aged people."

Chen Qun thought for a while, then pointed to the picture and explained.

"The purpose of our biopsy is only to confirm whether the tumor is good or bad, and then make the next step. But whether it is a benign tumor or a malignant tumor, it will continue to grow and eventually compress the nerves and blood vessels, causing The patient is half paralyzed. So, we can skip the biopsy and go straight to excision."

"This is a very dangerous operation. Is it your habit to solve everything on the operating table? To deal with tumors, we have other conservative treatments, chemotherapy, and even drugs to control them!"

"You said that the patient is very likely to have benign chordocytoma, which metastasizes very quickly. As long as the metastasis worsens, it will be more difficult to cure, and the patient can only die."

Huang Haitao stretched out both hands, weighing them up and down. "If the patient's tumor is cancer and he waits conservatively, he may die; if he undergoes surgery, he may die on the operating table. In other words, there is no third possibility?"

"Because we don't know whether the tumor is cancer or benign. Just like Xue Dingquan's cat, it may be good or bad. Now..."

Ouyang Yang pretended to be a philosopher beside him, and began to comment.

Chen Qun looked at the small black dot on the screen, pondered for a long time, and suddenly said, "We can use puncture interventional surgery to complete tumor resection. But I can't do it now. I need to master more interventional skills and need Relevant learning and training. Then I do it slowly, and it is possible to complete the operation."

Huang Haitao's eyes brightened, "Perhaps, we can't do it, but it doesn't mean that some experts and professors from foreign countries can't do it. Xiao Chen, you guys get ready. From tomorrow, you will learn interventional surgery."

(End of this chapter)