Sleepless Doctor

Latest website: Xue Chunhe refreshed and glanced at the time. It has been 1 hour and 42 minutes since Crown Prince Apdul Aziz entered the operating room.

It took a long time, but judging from this time, it will definitely not be a thoracotomy. The cardiopulmonary bypass group temporarily transferred from the Second Hospital of Medical University is probably useless. In theory, what Ms. Wu Mianwu should do is interventional surgery.

The door of the operating room opened, and Ren Haitao took the drip bottle and walked out with the flat cart.

Xue Chunhe carefully observed Ren Haitao's expression for the first time, and felt nervous.

Ren Haitao wore a flowered hat and a sterile mask covering most of his face. However, judging from the corners of the eyes and eyebrows, the expression is calm, the hat is not sweaty, and the operation should be smooth.

"Hai Tao, how is it?" Xue Chunhe asked in a low voice.

"Dean, everything is going well," Ren Haitao said.

Seeing the door of the operating room opened, Gamer Abdul Nasser rushed up quickly, with a group of people behind him, and directly separated Xue Chunhe outside.

Xue Chunhe couldn't understand Arabic, but he could hear the voice of Prince Apdul Aziz lying on the flat wagon, and his voice was full of anger, and his heart felt much calmer.

After the operation, the patient was able to communicate with his family. Obviously, Mr. Wu was not in a hurry to push Crown Prince Apdul Aziz out, but was awakened in the operating room, which "wasted" nearly an hour.

At the critical moment, Mr. Wu is really stable! Xue Chunhe exclaimed in his heart.

He didn't pursue the shortest time to send the patient out, and it seemed that the eyes of other people didn't matter to him.

Surgery is not Olympic, and the speed of operation has no fundamental significance to the treatment.

Waiting until the patient is fully awake in the operating room is undoubtedly the most beneficial situation for the patient.

Soon, Xue Chunhe saw Ms. Wu Mianwu wearing a dark green isolation gown, explaining something to the patient's family. He did not use simultaneous interpretation and spoke fluent Arabic.

Seeing Teacher Wu, Xue Chunhe felt extremely at ease.

"Nasser, the operation went well." Wu Mian took off the sterile mask, breathed a breath, and said with a smile.

"Thank God."

"Wu, when can I go to the ground?" Crown Prince Apdul Aziz asked, lying on the flat car.

"In 2 hours." Wu Mian said, "but I don't recommend this. When you go back to the ward, you should take a nap, and when you wake up, I will check your heart function. There is absolutely no problem."

After hearing Wu Mian's words, Gamel Abdul Nasser and all his entourages behind him made a gesture of thanks.

Wu Mian knew it was not to thank him, but to their gods.

But it doesn't matter, the operation went well, and some rare complications did not appear. This is the perfect ending.

"Go back to the ward." Wu Mian waved and said.

Someone immediately took over the jobs of Ren Haitao, Gao Boxiang and others and escorted Crown Prince Apdul Aziz back to the ward.

"Wu, the operation was successful?" Dr. Saipan Carr squeezed in front of Wu Mian and couldn't wait to ask.

"Of course, Doctor Carl." Wu Mian said with a smile, "Have you ever seen me joking in the treatment of a patient?"

"..." Dr. Carl looked at the passing by, and Crown Prince Apdul Aziz, who was pushed away, was lying on his back. He has maintained this position since he was pushed out of the operating room.

Crown Prince Apdul Aziz had severe mitral regurgitation. Because of the long course of the disease, his left heart failure was already quite serious, and he was accompanied by severe pulmonary congestion.

His pulmonary congestion was so severe that he couldn't lie down. When he lay down, his heart's blood volume increased and his diaphragm was raised, making it more difficult to breathe.

The suffocation can only get better when lying on the high pillow, semi-recumbent or even sitting upright, so it is a very extravagant behavior for him to sleep on his back every day.

But after coming out of the operating room, Crown Prince Apdul Aziz has been lying on his back without any breathing difficulties.

Dr. Saipan Carr really wanted to listen to his heartbeat with a stethoscope, and to hear whether the typical systolic blowing murmur has changed.

But Dr. Carl only stopped. He knew that if he rushed up at this time, it was most likely not to hear Crown Prince Apdul Aziz's heartbeat, but to be taken away by security personnel.

"Wu." Jack Jones looked at Wu Mian, sighed softly, and asked, "Did you do mitral valve surgery?"

"Dear Jack, this is the 9th time you have asked the same question." Wu Mian said, smiling slightly, "You have 72 hours or 75 hours to convince the board of directors. Of course, the later the time, the conditions you have to accept The more demanding."

"..." Jack Jones stared at Wu Mian in a daze, a cloud of rain floated over his heart, and the heavy rain fell in an instant.

"Wu, can I take care of Prince Apdul Aziz." Dr. Carl asked hurriedly.

To him, all the postoperative indicators are as precious as gold.

You can know the success or failure of the mitral valve clamping operation by auscultation even without auxiliary examination.

"If Crown Prince Apdul Aziz has no objection, I don't mind." Wu Mian said with a gentle smile.

Dr. Carl was overjoyed when he heard this. He thought that all of this had to be kept secret from him, but he didn't expect that Wu wouldn't mind approaching the patient.

After Jack Jones heard Wu Mian's words, his heart fell completely to the bottom.

Wu did not cover up, but generously asked Dr. Carl to go to ICU. It is clear at a glance whether the operation is a success or failure.

How did he successfully complete the operation? Jack Jones knew nothing about it.

The first thing to do is to confirm the success of the operation. Jack Jones carefully followed everyone behind ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and found an opportunity to say to Dr. Carl, "Carl."

"Huh?" There was a blush on Dr. Carl's face, and it seemed that he was extremely excited, unable to contain his emotions.

"After ICU confirms Apdul Aziz's condition and the completion of the operation, tell me immediately." Jack Jones said cautiously.

"Don't worry, I will tell you the result as soon as possible. However, we already know the result. The crown prince was lying flat all the way without severe breathing difficulties. His symptoms of pulmonary congestion caused by left heart failure have been relieved.

In my opinion, the operation has been a success and it is perfect!

My god, it's unbelievable, how exactly did Wu do it! "

Jack Jones frowned and glanced at Dr. Carl, but said nothing. He naturally knew what kind of temper Dr. Carl was.

Confirm first, as for the operation... Jack Jones glanced at Wang Qingshan who was following, and he already had a "perfect" plan in his heart.