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Advantages of Cardiothoracic Surgery!

Saying this sentence, both Teng Fei and Zhang You have mixed feelings in their hearts.

What a surprise!

For a moment, both of them forgot that Zhou Congwen's specialty was cardiothoracic surgery. He not only performed well in thoracoscopy, but could crush the Mayo Clinic; heart surgery...hasn't closed his chest yet, so he can look at it as he wants.

The heart kept beating to build a bridge, what this young master did was called a slip.It seems that it doesn't matter whether there is an octopus with a fixed heart or not, and it doesn't matter in front of him.

"Xiao Zhou, the exact extent of the opening of the bracket is really..." Teng Fei answered hesitantly after pondering for a long time.

But he stopped helplessly after only half of a sentence.

The blood vessel that has just been anastomosed is directly attached to the stent, and the suture opening will burst with a "bang" if the force is too strong. Even if the anastomosis does not rupture, it is still a problem because the stent is squeezed and ischemic and does not grow.

If the strength is small, it is useless at all, and it doesn't matter if the bracket can't be lowered.

This is no longer delicate work, it is so difficult that Teng Fei dare not even think about it.

"Surgeons must be aware of the blood vessels they anastomose, what do you think, Director Zhang?" Zhou Congwen asked casually.

Zhang You has black lines all over his head.

He has sewed up hundreds of coronary artery bypass vessels, but if he really knows what he knows, it will not reach the level that Zhou Congwen said.

How big is the bracket opening, how much pressure is there... Zhang You was at a loss when he thought of this.This can be calculated, isn't that like a fairy? Could it be that Mr. Huang can really do it?

"It's enough to be proficient. After that, the boss wrote three papers and published them in The Lancet."

"I'll look for it later." Zhang You said subconsciously.

"The key is that you have to be able to do interventional surgery." Zhou Congwen made up the knife casually, and Zhang You, who was stabbed with a knife, was covered with cuts and bruises.

This kid knows how to push himself to have an interventional heart surgery, and he has been here since his hometown to preside over the work of the academician workstation.

She was not quiet even when she was performing surgery on the stage, and she ran on herself inside and out!Zhang You was furious for a while.

The point is that he was already squatting in the corner, and Zhou Congwen was still stabbing his heart with a knife, without stopping.

"Actually, doctors outside the heart should do interventional surgery on the heart and coronary arteries. Do they have inherent advantages? If there is a problem, they can be operated on directly without consultation. But the problem is that the doctor outside the heart is sick, and he gave up on this from the very beginning. .”

Zhou Congwen said bluntly.

One sentence offended the two big directors, this kind of momentum...

Not offending at all, Zhou Congwen pointed at the noses of the two chief directors and scolded them like blood.

Everyone in the operating room went quiet, lowering their heads and pretending to be busy. Liu Wei is an anesthesiologist, and he performed a real performance in silence, pretending to write an anesthesia record sheet.

Zhou Congwen is really, why offend others, Liu Wei slandered in his heart.

"Xiao Zhou, what you said is wrong." Teng Fei retorted, but her tone was a little timid.After all, Zhou Congwen wiped her ass on the operating table and dealt with medical negligence, and Teng Fei couldn't stand it at all.

"Take this operation as an example."

Teng Fei was speechless, and Zhou Congwen slapped him in the face as expected, using his own erroneous operation as an example.

"Coronary angiography was not the earliest procedure. After World War II, the medical profession could only perform cardiac angiography. In 1959, Sones, a pediatrician at the Cleveland Clinic in the United States, made a mistake when performing angiography on a child with aortic disease."

"Ah? Mistake?" Teng Fei was taken aback.

"It was sent retrogradely through the brachial artery to the root of the aorta, and the distal ends of the catheter were respectively placed at the ostia of the left and right coronary arteries, and about 30ml of contrast agent was directly injected into the left and right coronary arteries to make them clearly visualized."

"..." Teng Fei scratched her head, isn't this the right way to do it?

"Before, the academic circles believed that doing so would lead to ventricular fibrillation." Zhou Congwen smiled slightly, "It is taboo to do coronary angiography, but this 'mistake' operation did not cause complications. So the academic circles are not reliable, many things They were all knocked out by mistake."

Chapter 0611 rich man with taste

"Since then, the Cleveland Clinic has gradually started the study of coronary angiography. Five years later, in 5, Sones completed the first case of coronary angiography through brachial artery incision. In 1964, Judkins used the method of puncturing the femoral artery. Methods for selective coronary angiography."

"At this time, no matter whether it is extracardiac or circulation, you can learn immediately and start working. But the Cardiac Surgery Department has no interest in this, which is really shameful." Zhou Congwen said sadly.

Zhang You listened and felt that Zhou Congwen was yin and yang himself.

This is borrowing the past to satirize the present, this is referring to Sang Sang and scolding Huai Huai, this is...

It's useless, Zhang You knows that no matter how much anger he has, he can only swallow it back, and he has to say that Zhou Congwen is right.

Damn, why didn't I have such a good boss.

Even if you shine Huang Lao's shoes.

"The foundation of the cardiac interventional surgery was wrong from the very beginning. The cardiac surgeons at the Cleveland Clinic are really cowardly... Sigh." Zhou Congwen sighed.

The operating room was very quiet, only Zhou Congwen's sigh was floating, and even the echo was so clear.

"Okay." Zhou Congwen lifted the gauze covering the anastomosis and smiled slightly, "The condition of this patient is much better than the one made by the boss, so it can be closed."

"Xiao Zhou, what was the blood coagulation value of the surgery performed by Mr. Huang?" Zhang You asked.

"I don't know, Director Deng didn't say anything." Zhou Congwen glanced at Zhang You, and said nonsense, "But when the incision was made, even the muscle layer was bleeding continuously, and the entire chest cavity was like a water curtain hole."

"..."

I rub!

Zhang You cursed inwardly.

Just like the Water Curtain Cave!

Zhou Congwen's description was very apt, and Zhang You instantly had a picture in his mind.

Can the surgery still be done?What a joke.

When Zhou Congwen's cell phone rang, he narrowed his eyes and called out to the itinerant nurse, "Sister, answer the call for me."

The itinerant nurse took out the mobile phone from Zhou Congwen's butt pocket, glanced at it, "It's Professor Chen, should I pick it up now..."

"Please tell Brother Chen, my operation will be done immediately, and I will return it to him."

Zhang You wanted to cry but had no tears.

The front and rear roads were blocked by Zhou Congwen. He felt like a mouse in a wind box, and he couldn't get out no matter how he ran.

The chest was closed very quickly, Zhou Congwen closed the chest all the way, without any seams, turned around and stepped off the stage.

Seeing Zhou Congwen turn around and step off the stage like a senior director, the sterile mask of the professor leading the group opposite Zhang You moved a little, but he didn't say anything.

Zhang You knew the grievances in the professor's heart, but what could he do?

His surgery was done well, surpassing his own by one or two levels, and there is Huang Lao's endorsement behind it.

Zhang You sighed inwardly, and began to close his chest with the professor with his head downcast.

……

"Brother Chen, what's the matter?" Zhou Congwen walked out of the operating room to answer the phone.

"Something happened to an uncle in Qingyao. There is no good diagnosis. I suspect...suspect..." Chen Houkun's voice hesitated on the phone.

"Wait a minute, I'll change clothes and go find you." Zhou Congwen said, "It's at the door of my office."

Chen Houkun on the other side of the phone was in a mess.

Half a year ago, I was still an outsourced expert at the Third Hospital of Jianghai City. Zhou Congwen was just a junior clinical doctor with more than one year of experience, one in the sky and the other on the ground.

But now, half a year later, Zhou Congwen already has his own office and consulting room in the Second Hospital of Medical University, so how can Chen Houkun not be messy.

Zhou Congwen didn't know Chen Houkun's mental activities, so he changed his clothes and hurried downstairs.

If nothing happened, Zhou Congwen would definitely send the patients off the operating table all the way.But the operation was done smoothly, he was going to take a look at it later, and deal with Chen Houkun's matter first.

When he came to the office of the academician workstation, Zhou Congwen opened the door and let Chen Houkun and Yuan Qingyao in.

"Brother Chen, Qingyao, sit down." Zhou Congwen said with a smile after sitting down, "What's the matter?"

Yuan Qingyao didn't wear a mask.

Zhou Congwen liked Yuan Qingyao very much, but he usually wore a sterile mask, as if he was wearing a piece of clothing, and rarely didn't wear it.

He didn't wear a mask and looked slightly weird.

Unlike Li Ran's stinky face syndrome, with a serious and weird expression, Yuan Qingyao's face is very delicate, which makes people happy.

It's just that he seems to have been doing expression management, a little nervous.

Zhou Congwen didn't care about Yuan Qingyao's little secret, he looked at the two of them, waiting for someone to talk.

"A friend of Qingyao's father, who should be called uncle, had an accident recently." Chen Houkun began to say, "Just after boarding the plane, he lost consciousness and passed out in the driver's seat. Fortunately, there were people around him, so nothing happened."

Zhou Congwen was taken aback.

The person Yuan Qingyao knew at home was a pilot who ran the airline. Judging by Yuan Qingyao's age, the patient should be over 50. Are there any pilots this old?

Zhou Congwen didn't know the rules of the flight, so he scratched his head and said, "It's really dangerous. If there is an accident after flying up, everyone on the plane will be hanged."

Chen Houkun had a strange expression, thought and thought, and finally sighed, "Xiao Zhou, he is flying a private jet."

"..."

Zhou Congwen was dumbfounded.

"Private jet? Can you apply for a route now? So advanced?"

"My Uncle Liu is..." Yuan Qingyao thought of a lot of words to describe, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he was held back again, "He himself is relatively rich, and he built an airport in a remote place with a runway and no monitoring nearby. , and flew secretly by myself."

"!!!" Zhou Congwen was shocked.

Is this really rich?

It must be rich, and it is not ordinary rich.But for this kind of thing, it doesn't matter whether you have money or not. The key is whether it is allowed in the country?

"Sneaky flight? No one noticed?" Zhou Congwen's attention was always on the disease, but this time his attention was successfully diverted by Yuan Qingyao.

This incident shocked Zhou Congwen even more than Liu Xiaobie's becoming the richest man in the world.

"It's relatively remote, he doesn't fly high, and can't be seen by radar; he also flies at night, so there has been no accident so far."

Yuan Qingyao replied honestly.

How rich and loving is he to take huge risks to build an airport and a runway by himself, soaring in the blue sky regardless of the death rate of night flights.

He is really a rich man with taste, Zhou Congwen sighed with emotion.

Liu Xiaobie...hahaha, she definitely doesn't have this taste, she is a girl who doesn't make enough money and doesn't know how to enjoy life.

"What does your uncle do? He's so rich." Zhou Congwen gossiped like Shen Lang.

"On the side of Hulin, he has been contracting hundreds of thousands of acres of farmland all year round, tossing about agricultural products." Yuan Qingyao held back just as he was about to laugh, "He always says he is a farmer."

Tsk tsk, Zhou Congwen is a little interested.

Chapter 0612 eight small white teeth

Zhou Congwen lamented that the happiness of rich and ambitious people is really beyond the reach of others, and then his attention returned to the disease.

"Qingyao, tell me about your medical history." Zhou Congwen looked at Yuan Qingyao and said.

"Brother Zhou, that's it." Yuan Qingyao sat upright, and said seriously, "My Uncle Wu is a parcel of land, and there are hundreds of thousands of acres of land on the side of Hulin. He likes farming and all kinds of machinery. .

During the autumn harvest this year, he was working with a combine harvester when he suddenly stopped talking. "

"Fortunately, there was an assistant by my side at the time, and I immediately gave him CPR. I felt that it was not standard, but I managed to save him."

Zhou Congwen lamented that this person is not only rich, ambitious, and interesting, but also has a good life.

Ordinarily, there is no one around who understands this situation, and the grass on the grave has begun to grow, so it is impossible to fly at night.

"Later, my Uncle Wu came to the Second Hospital of Medical University, and I just came back from Cleveland, so I stayed here to work with Teacher Chen."

Zhou Congwen looked at Yuan Qingyao with doubts in his heart.

What Yuan Qingyao narrated has nothing to do with his rebirth, why didn't he see him in the last life?

Or because of his appearance, the patient passed out on the combine harvester at that time, and no one rescued him, so he died directly.

Zhou Congwen couldn't understand such a complicated thing as the law of causality. He felt that only the smartest brain could figure out the various relationships in it.And myself, far from being able to say.

"Ding dong~"

Zhou Congwen was thinking about it, when the voice of the system promulgating tasks came from his ears.