At this time, everyone could see that this wounded person was not simple. Surgery is no longer a child's play, even if it is left to the dean, it will still be impossible to do it.
The director of the Department of Orthopedics, including the Director of Shenwai, was silent. Ouyang had given up hope. She would have to face the next step, whether it was lightning, thunder or dismissal. When Ouyang had turned around, Li Hongtu from the Department of Orthopedics spoke.
"If it doesn't work, ask Zhang Fan. I think he has reached the pinnacle of orthopedic surgery. I was a bit unqualified even as his assistant." Lao Li is a good person. At this time, no one dares to say nonsense. This is a responsibility. responsible.
"Contact me quickly!" Ouyang said to the director of the medical department.
Zhang Fan had long been awakened by the sound of the hospital's siren, and he could see the scene inside the hospital from where he lived. "Something serious has happened." Zhang Fan muttered in his heart, quickly put on his clothes and walked towards the hospital.
At the entrance of the hospital, Zhang Fan saw many military vehicles, police cars, and many soldiers. He could also smell the smell of fireworks after lighting firecrackers. His phone rang, and Zhang Fan saw it was 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 is already at the door." But Ouyang's expression did not change at all. The senior director and deputy chief of the hospital's surgery department could not count on him, so he pinned his hopes on a transfer department. It's ridiculous to think about it with a doctor.
"Quickly, take a look. Is there any hope?" As soon as Zhang Fan entered the emergency department, he was pushed into the emergency room by the head nurse. Lao Li handed Zhang Fan the CT and MRI.
Two minutes later, Zhang Fan said: "It's difficult!" Ouyang's disappointed face became a little angry, "How sure are you?"
"10%, the medulla oblongata is a forbidden area for surgeons. Fortunately, the bone fragments have absorbed most of the energy of the bullet. Edema has probably already occurred. 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 surgery is too low. There is almost no room for error." Zhang Fan said after thinking about it for a while.
Ouyang's dead heart was resurrected, and the 10% chance was already very high. The two deputy directors of the Department of Orthopedics did not dare to answer the question. Zhang Fan pointed out the risk of the operation and the chance of success as soon as he came. It shows that there is a certain degree of certainty.
"You have to be responsible for what you say, this is not a child's play!" Ouyang said with a livid face.
"I'm sure, I'm responsible." Zhang Fan said to Ouyang.
Time waits for no one, no one dares to delay. Ouyang said: "Hurry up and make a surgical plan, I will report." After Ouyang went out, Xue Fei was working the night shift today. He quietly went up and grabbed Zhang Fan's arm and squeezed it twice, and said: "It's really difficult. Be careful! "
This is friendship, great friendship. He reminded Zhang Fan while trying his best to offend Ouyang. Xue Fei watched the whole incident from beginning to end. To put it bluntly, everything was fine if the operation was successful. If it failed, the consequences would not be something that a small doctor or ordinary people could bear.
"Thank you, Brother Xue!" Zhang Fan also said quietly.
Responsibility, the responsibility of a doctor. Without a system, there is no need to say anything. With a system, no matter who the other party is, as long as he is lying in the hospital, he will be a simple patient and do his best. Today is a 1% chance that Zhang Fan will come.
The day he has the system, it means that on the road of medicine, Zhang Fan can only move forward but not backward! Then rush with enthusiasm! God gave him a chance, and whether he lived or died, he was determined to be with the God of Death.
"I'll be your assistant!" Lao Li said.
"Count me in." Yu Bin, the director of Shenwai, 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 in. Those who stood up were all the top people in the hospital's surgery department. Some other junior doctors had no chance even if they dared to join. Zhang Fan impressed Lao Li and Chen Qi deeply in the orthopedics department. His smooth orthopedic surgery was unparalleled in Chasu City.
At the entrance of the emergency department, Ouyang reported to the leader: "There is a 10% chance, and there is not much time. It is estimated that there is only forty minutes. The further back, the lower the chance." He spoke quickly and concisely, but the key points were expressed. Clear.
The two leaders are entangled, and now they don't have much time to discuss on the phone. The middle-aged soldier gritted his teeth and said, "Let's do it." He paused and said as if he was burning the boat, "Hurry up and do the 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 anesthesiology department, the circulating nurse is the head nurse of the operating room, and the surgical nurse is the most agile and skilled nurse in the operating room. Because to enter the medulla oblongata, the first assistant is the director of Shenwai, the second assistant Li Hongtu, and the third assistant Chen Qi.
In the support team, Ouyang is the team leader, and the vice president in charge of surgery is the deputy team leader. The director of the cardiology department, the director of the internal medicine department, the director of the respiratory department, and the director of the imaging department are team members. Stand by at the door of the operating room.
The incision was extended along the mouth of the bullet, and the suction power of the suction device was turned to the minimum, taking into account all conceivable accidents. The ophthalmic forceps gently opened the bone fragments and entered bit by bit.
"Respiration, heart rate, blood pressure." Zhang Fan carefully carried out the operation under his hands, paying attention to the patient's vital signs at all times.
"Respiration 16, heart rate 63, blood pressure 80/50mmhg" the anesthesiologist said.
"They are all at the critical value." Zhang Fan had some confidence in his mind, and then said: How low can the blood pressure be?
"If the blood pressure is any lower, the blood pressure will be in shock, and the perfusion will be insufficient. I will discuss this with the director of cardiology." The roving head nurse came out of the operating room and invited the director of cardiology in.
The blood pressure began to drop, and cardiology director Ren Li said: "Dr. Zhang, it can't go any lower, and it can't last too long, otherwise insufficient perfusion will cause thrombosis and reperfusion injury."
"good!"
At this time, Zhang Fan had already removed the visible bone fragments and was holding a needle in his left hand to fix the tail of the bullet. There was not a trace of trembling. Not only Zhang Fan's, but also Yi Zhubin's whole body was sweating because he was too nervous.
As long as Zhang Fan's left hand trembles slightly, the warhead will advance or deflect a few millimeters, and the patient may die. The suction device is a plastic soft straw, which is usually very light and almost weightless. Yu Bin is holding it with both hands. , although Zhang Fan could not remain motionless, he still tried his best to prevent the suction device from shaking greatly.
The surgical gown was soaked through and the air conditioner was no longer working. The secretion of adrenaline has already made it impossible for the air conditioner to regulate the body temperature of several operators.
"Hemostatic cotton 1/5, clamped in two layers." Zhang Fan can only move one hand now and needs to use instruments, so he can only explain it to the operating nurse.
He reached out and placed the instrument firmly in Zhang Fan's hand. Gently enter and stuff, "suture, thin thread and small needle, shorten the back suture." Zhang Fan began to suture and repair the artery.
Several assistants did not dare to express their nervousness. They gently stuffed a little bit and sutured a little bit. They gently moved the warhead back bit by bit. The hemostatic cotton was inserted bit by bit. As long as there was a little shaking, the operation might occur. Failure, the patient died.
