Director Luo's words were meant for outsiders to hear, otherwise they would think the hospital was messing around.
Although the two attending doctors at Shenwai didn't understand Director Luo's decision, they didn't object. After all, they themselves were incapable of doing it and were not qualified to deny others.
Seeing that no one raised any objections, Director Luo announced: "Jincheng will be fully responsible for patient Zhan Xiaoni's surgery and follow-up treatment, and the emergency department and neurosurgery will fully coordinate the diagnosis and treatment. The Publicity Department must also follow up, and it can be done It’s a documentary, it’s very rare to see this kind of case again.”
The meeting has adjourned.
Director Tang summoned all the doctors from the general department and the head nurse. He did not blame Jin Cheng, but deployed the work. Because he was slapped in the face by Jin Cheng, and he still feels it now, and he doesn't want to be slapped in the face again.
"If Jin Cheng is confident, we will go all out. The emergency department needs doctors like Jin Cheng who can break the rules. You can't hold him back under any circumstances!"
Director Tang arranged for An Shanshan to be responsible for preoperative preparations and complete preoperative examinations as soon as possible.
"Jincheng, when are you going to have surgery?" Director Tang asked.
"Tonight, the sooner the better, the little girl's signs of intracranial infection are becoming more and more obvious." Jin Cheng said.
Director Tang nodded. He also wanted to perform the surgery quickly because he was also looking forward to whether Jin Cheng could surprise everyone again.
Shortly after the three people from Shenwai returned to the department, they received a notice from the medical department that the surgery would be performed at 7 o'clock tonight.
Director Liao Peiming sent the notice to the Shenwai Group for all interested doctors to take a look.
In the doctor's office, Wang Jun looked very unhappy.
"What's going on? Shenwai's surgery should be performed by a surgeon! Do we, Shenwai, have any dignity?" Wang Jun complained.
"The director doesn't care, so what do you care?" a resident doctor said nonchalantly.
"The director is just timid. In his opinion, losing face is not as serious as the consequences of a failed operation!" After the other attending doctor finished speaking, everyone nodded.
"That Jincheng really thinks of himself as an onion. No matter how well he sews the skin, it's still a first-level surgery, brain surgery, either a third-level or a fourth-level surgery. He really thinks it's very simple!"
"Hey, the ignorant are fearless! Just wait, if you can't get off stage, you still have to ask us for help!"
"Are you going to see him for surgery?"
"Look, Director Liao will definitely come to see him. When he comes to the rescue, we will also be his assistants!"
Soon, Jin Cheng's surgical plan to remove intracranial needles was known to the entire surgical system. One after another asked the hospital’s public account to start live broadcasting.
Everyone has different attitudes. Some people are curious about how to remove the needle in the head. Some people think that Jin Cheng is messing around. This is a case that no one outside the world dares to touch. How can you, an emergency doctor, be confident that you can do it?
After making a fool of himself, everyone has something to talk about again.
The happiest thing is the anesthesiology department, where they can practice acupuncture and general anesthesia at close range.
Studying theory a hundred times is not as good as seeing it with your own eyes, and seeing it a hundred times with your own eyes is not as good as operating it yourself. They are now in the first stage, and every opportunity for actual combat is precious.
At seven o'clock in the evening, it was completely dark.
The operating room is brightly lit.
Operating room No. 8.
The little girl was already lying on the operating bed. Her hair had been shaved off and turned into a small bald head. In order to shave her head, she was given a dose of diazepam to calm her down, otherwise the hair would not be shaved.
"Marker!"
Jin Cheng stretched out his hand, and Xiao Lei handed one over immediately.
Jin Cheng marked ten acupuncture points one by one on the little girl's head, including Baihui point, Sishencong point, and Shenting point.
Including Director Ding, there were seven or eight anesthetists, some taking photos, some taking notes, with high enthusiasm for learning.
Director Liao of the Department of Neurosurgery clasped his hands on his chest and stretched his head to take a look. However, he was so thin that he could only see the backs of the anesthetists’ heads.
After marking, the little girl became restless again and kept trying to hit her head with her hands.
"Here comes the needle!"
Jin Cheng stretched out his hand again, and Xiao Lei immediately handed over the alcohol swab and filiform needle.
After disinfection, the little girl's head kept shaking. Xiao Lei quickly hugged it with both hands, but there was still a lot of swinging.
"Another diazepam!" Director Ding shouted.
"Need not!"
Jin Cheng stopped him, and he quickly took action, following the direction of the swing of his head, and inserted a needle into the Baihui point, then turned it around and inserted it. After more than ten seconds, the little girl gradually calmed down.
"Cow!"
Director Ding immediately praised him. He was not flattering, but sincere. During the entire process, Jin Cheng's hands moved at the same frequency as his head. You can imagine how difficult it would be to perform acupuncture while moving irregularly.
Jin Cheng did not pause and continued to insert needles into all the marked acupuncture points.
The little girl completely lost consciousness and entered a state of general anesthesia.
Then, under the shocked eyes of everyone, Jin Cheng quickly pulled out the needle.
what's the situation?
Jin Cheng said: "The filiform needle on the head will interfere with the fluoroscopic positioning. I did not use the awakening needle technique. This anesthesia is effective for 30 minutes!"
"You mean, you want to complete the operation within 30 minutes?" Director Liao asked with wide eyes.
Jin Cheng nodded and said, "30 minutes is enough!"
After that, I went out to wash my hands.
Director Liao was so angry with him that for half an hour, he had to sterilize and spread towels, cut the skin, saw open the skull, and carefully look for needles in the tender tofu. What kind of international joke are you kidding!
"The venue is cleared. Anyone who is not interested in the operation please go to the surgery live broadcast room to watch!" Director Tang ordered.
Except for the anesthesiologist Xiao Lei, the handwashing nurse Shi Jiao, and the traveling nurse Yu Jie, everyone else was asked to go out.
At this time, the live broadcast room was full, with 70 people squeezed in.
Dean Zhou, Director Luo, Director Tang, Director Shenwai Liao and other important figures occupied the best viewing positions.
Zhao Xiaogang also occupied a good position by virtue of his tall body. Han Yue was also there, and her position was relatively high. It was given to her by another male doctor.
Others who did not come to the operating room watched the live broadcast on the hospital's official account, and there were more than 200 people online.
Jin Cheng never imagined that he would receive so much attention.
Dean Zhou was sitting in the central position. He turned to Director Luo and said, "Are you so optimistic about him?"
Director Luo laughed and asked, "What do you think of his acupuncture technique just now?"
Dean Zhou nodded and said: "Excellent! It's amazing!"
Director Luo nodded and said, "He is a person who can create magic!"
Dean Zhou nodded and continued to watch the big screen.
"Starting positioning!"
Someone shouted, and everyone focused.
After Yu Jie adjusted the position of the C-arm machine, they all hid in the lead plate compartment. Soon, the image of the skull appeared.
A positioning needle was accurately inserted into the body surface projection of the intracranial steel needle.
"I'll go and make the decision once and for all. This must be such good luck!"
"Luck? I think he has already determined the position based on the CT scan, and now the fluoroscopy is just to confirm it again!"
Everyone nodded, feeling that it made sense.
Sure enough, the C-arm machine withdrew.
Jin Cheng stretched out his hand, and Shi Jiao slapped the sharp handle of the knife into Jin Cheng's palm.
The lens was zoomed in and focused at a distance of ten centimeters, and the roots of the hair could be seen clearly.
Jincheng made a 5 mm incision and started the next operation.
