To be honest, this was Zhang Fan's first time seeing meat in the blood. The blood vessels were opened, and the doctors who performed the surgery were surprised.
The blood quality of a normal person cannot be said to be as cool as water, but the fluidity is still good. The blood quality is like ink, slightly sticky, but never like jelly.
As for Fatty Song's blood, it's not viscous. It's directly like West Lake beef soup. Picking up the blood with tongs is like picking up West Lake beef soup with a spoon. , full of elasticity, and you can still vaguely see the shredded meat in the soup between the tears.
And the blood pulling the silk is not intermittent, because the fat content in the blood is too high, just like the liquid evolves into a semi-liquid, the silk is pulled.
"If you can eat meat into the blood, you are a master!" The little nurse whispered while wiping the equipment.
The instruments on the operating table are returned to the nurse after the doctor uses them once. The nurse must wipe them clean in a short period of time and prepare them for the second use by the doctor.
The young nurse on the operating table happened to be Bayin, a busty girl. While wiping, the girl looked at the strands of flesh on the gauze, either worried or surprised.
"So, from now on, eat less thin-skinned meat buns and less fatty mutton!" The anesthesiologist said jokingly after taking a look at Fatty Song's blood vessels and then at Bayin's double breasts, which were very high-spirited.
"Old Chen! You, well, well! I will tell your wife later that you praised me and said I was...big!"
"I didn't!" The anesthesiologist knew Bayin very well. This girl was famous for her boldness, and he himself regretted it a little, so why bother teasing her.
"you have not?"
"How can I not have it!"
"When did I eat thin-skinned buns? When did I eat lamb tails?"
After Bayin finished speaking, he quietly looked at Zhang Fan. To be honest, the girl didn't have any admiration for Zhang Fan.
She likes a man who rides a horse, and his body should be as majestic as the Tianshan Mountains. But Zhang Fan, Bayin thinks, is still a bit thin.
But since he followed Zhang Fan out of the country last time, Zhang Fan's words were like imperial edicts to Bayin.
No joke at all, after Xiao Bayin returned to China, he immediately bought a car and an apartment. He no longer had to chase buses or squeeze into a single dormitory. The nurses in the operating room were almost jealous.
Therefore, everyone in the operating room, from the head nurse to the junior nurses who came for training, were more in awe of Zhang Fan than Ouyang.
"Am I kidding?" Old Chen said sarcastically. Just when he was about to say something more, Zhang Fan became unhappy.
"Dr. Chen, wake up the patient. This is carotid artery dissection. Pay more attention to the monitor!"
With this sentence, the temperature in the operating room suddenly dropped. No one was chatting anymore. Bayin quietly stuck out his tongue.
In terms of medical treatment, especially in the top three medical units, to be honest, doctors have a very calm attitude towards their leaders.
Except for those who want to pursue a career and have to keep up with the organization, regular doctors can only show respect to their masters and directors of their own departments, and have no sense of awe for leaders of other departments or administrative leaders.
Because a doctor's career can be seen at a glance. If you don't want to pursue an official career, you will just stay in the department your whole life, so...
But everyone treats Zhang Fan differently. Ever since he went to the chief's tribe, everyone in the hospital absolutely respects Zhang Fan regardless of what's going on behind his back.
Just kidding, who doesn’t love money, so it’s true that money touches people’s hearts, and it can also touch people’s lives.
"Xiao Xue, watch carefully. The repair of blood vessels is the last and most important step in arterial stripping. Whether the patient will relapse in the future depends on the doctor's technique at this step."
"Yeah!" Xue Xiaoqiao's eyes were so round that the frame of the microscope could hardly hold his big eyes.
"Haha!" Zhang Fan smiled inwardly. If he could watch it for a while, this surgical technique would be too worthless.
To start, absorbable sutures are put into the tube to repair the blood vessels. This is very particular.
The emboli in the blood vessels are very scary. They are easy to fall off and stick to each other, which is a very contradictory statement.
In fact, this thing can stick in three seconds, but it is not reliable. If it could stick firmly, thrombotic diseases would not be terrible.
It is precisely because this thing is not reliable that it is very scary. This kind of uncertainty is like a flammable and explosive bomb. It is not timed and we don't know when it will explode.
Moreover, the location is also undecided. After it falls off, it is impossible to determine where this thing will block. If it blocks the lower body, it will not be lifted.
This is also a difficult problem in modern medical care.
Once the plaque is discovered, once the thrombolysis time window has passed, it will never be dissolved. The conventional treatment is to do a stent. Cardiovascular stents sound very high-end.
In fact, it is an emergency method that treats the symptoms rather than the root cause. It is to use something like an umbrella frame to enter through the blood vessel first, and then insert it all the way to the place where the blood clot is. Then open the frame with a bang, expand the blood vessel wall, and let the blood flow. Flow through, and as for the thrombus, there is nothing that can be done about it.
The platelets in the blood vessels are like a stubborn army. Once they find that the blood vessels are slightly different, they will rush to repair them. Then, one or two platelets will continue to gather.
Therefore, anticoagulant drugs are drugs that stent patients need to take throughout their lives. Once the drugs are stopped, platelets can block this place for you in minutes.
Blood vessel repair can completely improve circulation. However, due to the wide variety of doctors' techniques, some patients have relapsed before being discharged from the hospital after surgery.
This is not a problem with the surgery, but a problem with the doctor, but this repair method is very difficult. It can be said that it is just riding on a speeding horse and embroidering flowers.
This is why you need to go to a specialist to see a doctor, go to a big hospital to see a doctor, and ask for a flying knife to see a doctor. For some special diseases, it’s not that doctors don’t work hard, but that the disease is too cunning.
After the blue absorbable thread absorbed enough blood, it instantly turned into black thread, and the thread danced rapidly in Zhang Fan's hand.
This repair is actually like sewing stockings and long johns together. Since there cannot be a gap between them, the mesh of the stockings cannot be blocked. Therefore, this kind of surgery has very high requirements for doctors.
Just like your grandma can let you wear long johns and sew them for you, and sew your frayed long johns, but your mother can't and has to take them off and sew them. It's the same truth.
The lining of blood vessels is so delicate. It can be said that when the doctor is suturing, he is very careful when breathing. Under a microscope with a magnification of 100 times, the lining of the blood vessel can be torn apart with just one movement.
Xue Xiaoqiao looked carefully at the forceps and needle holder under Zhang Fan's hands. His brain quickly copied Zhang Fan's operating techniques.
"It's too difficult!" He showed off his skills every step of the way. Steady hands are like the steering wheel held by an experienced driver, which will never deflect.
With the repairs one by one, Zhang Fan repaired the blood vessels as if they were new, and no abnormalities could be seen at all.
Closed, closed for the last time, Zhang Fan sutured the blood vessel incision.
"Turn on the color Doppler ultrasound!" Zhang Fan put down the surgical instruments, asked the circulating nurse to remove the microscope, and then said to the anesthesiologist.
"Okay!" Instantly, the doctors and nurses in the operating room became much more relaxed, because the operation of several hours was finally coming to an end.
After turning on the color ultrasound and seeing the blood flowing happily through the blood vessels, Xue Xiaoqiao fell silent.
"Do you understand?" Zhang Fanque refused to let him go.
"I understand!" Xue Xiaoqiao stared at the color Doppler ultrasound, but did not look at Zhang Fan.
"Haha, can you do it?" Zhang Fan asked with a smile.
"No!" Xue Xiaoqiao finally turned his head and looked at Zhang Fan with eyes that were on fire.
"This world has no meaning anymore. An undergraduate from a bad school, with an orthopedic background, is hospitalized. He is younger than me, but his vascular surgeries are better than those of my tutor!"
Xue Xiaoqiao felt sour in her heart. Could it be that the teacher she has been following these years is fake?
"If you go to the capital, I guess you won't be able to learn this technique within ten years."
"you……"
Wherever Xue Xiaoqiao hurts, Zhang Fan would say it, and Zhang Fan's liver would tremble with anger.
"Haha, but if you follow me for three years, I will absolutely guarantee that you will be able to become a master! I just see that you have good talent, otherwise..."
Our Xiao Xue, his world suddenly changed for the worse, but he has good talent? Mmp, start a lesson?
He wanted to shout, he wanted to curse. However, Zhang Fan's hands were like stitches shuttled through the blood vessels like butterflies, and he could never forget it.
Zhang Fan entered the brain accurately, cutting without any damage, and his mind flowed like a slide.
"Three years! Three years!" Xue Xiaoqiao murmured in a low voice. At this time, Zhang Fan stopped forcing him. He knew that Xue Xiaoqiao would not be able to escape unless something unexpected happened.
…
After the operation, Fatty Song still had some sequelae. He was tilted and his eyes seemed to be moving up and down. He even had to put a handkerchief under his neck because he couldn't clean up his own drool.
However, people are awake and thinking normally. When he heard what his girl had done, Fatty Song barely breathed his last.
…
It’s almost eleven o’clock in the evening in Chasu in late summer, and the sun hangs far away at the end of the Chasu River, as if it doesn’t want to go down the mountain.
After dinner, Zhang Fan and Shao Hua took a walk by the river. Shao Hua stepped on the ethnic music spots coming out of the square in the distance, dancing and dancing as they walked.
"When will you go to your uncle's place?"
"Come soon. I'll go after I finish writing my paper."
"Well, come on! My man is the most powerful." Shao Hua said, tapping Zhang Fan's face like a dragonfly.
"There is one more thing." Shao Hua was speechless.
"What's wrong?" Zhang Fan asked without knowing what was going on.
"You!" Shao Hua glanced at Zhang Fan angrily and gently tugged on Zhang Fan's ear.
"On November, we are going to hold a wedding. Do you want me to send invitations to colleagues in your unit?"
"Haha! Haha! I'll send it, I'll send it!"
How sweet is it in Zhang Fan's heart that the title of single is finally going to be taken away, haha! Ha ha!
…
In the evening, after returning home, my parents also said that Zhang Fan didn't care about anything.
"Look, Shao Hua hired someone to install the lights in the new house.
You tell me, you don’t worry about anything. Let me tell you, I was responsible for this kind of thing back then. "
Zhang Fan, I can't stand Zhang Fan's attitude of not caring about big things and ignoring small things.
Zhang Fan's parents supported Shao Hua, and Shao Hua's eyes almost became a line when he smiled.
"Haha!" Zhang Fan smiled as he watched the two old men bicker.
The old couple are also quite satisfied with Shao Hua, and the old man believes in a saying, parents who can teach talk about their own children, and parents who can't teach talk about other people's children.
…
"How much money do you still have?" In the small study, Shao Hua originally wanted to discuss buying some clothes with Zhang Fan, but Zhang Fan had too few suits.
"Huh? What do you want to do?" When Shao Hua heard Zhang Fan ask about money, he didn't tell Zhang Fan how much money he had first. Instead, he asked what he wanted to do.
“I want to enroll your father and my father in a driving school, and then buy them a car after they get their driver’s licenses.
In fact, they are not too old at this age, and it is more convenient to have a car. "
"You want to buy two cars? I don't have much income now, so just buy one car for your dad. If I buy it for my dad, I think he will be embarrassed."
Shao Hua thought for a while and then said something.
"Silly girl, don't think so much about things that you won't take with you in life or death! I'll go tell my uncle."
"But, this money can really be said to have been paid for by you with your life. I can't bear to part with it! I want to wait for me..."
"What are you waiting for! Silly girl, this is a man's responsibility."
"Speak properly, don't come here, don't, the door is not closed tightly, you hate it, I'm leaving..."
Zhang Fan was really overwhelmed by Shao Hua's understanding and understanding. He felt that he was so lucky.
…
"Buy a car?"
"Haha, I think the Jetta is pretty good. Back then, our factory director drove a Jetta. No matter how stylish it was, I didn't expect that I, Lao Zhang, would be able to drive a Jetta one day."
"What do you want to spend the money on? You and Shao Hua both have cars, so we won't buy them. Save the money and send my eldest grandson to college in the future."
"That's right, forget it, forget it, how old am I?"
When Zhang Fan's father wanted to buy him a car, the old man was very happy at first, but when Zhang Fan's mother told him, the old man started to refuse again.
Of course, Zhang Fan informed rather than discussed this kind of thing.
"You want a Jetta. I've thought about it. If I can't, I'll buy you an SUV."
"I don't want it. No official will buy a car that looks like a square box. It must be a sedan."
…
Shao Hua's family, "Uncle, I haven't played chess with you for a long time. I think my chess skills have improved a bit recently."
"Haha, come, come, come, let me investigate." As the time together increased, Shao Hua's parents really liked Zhang Fan and regarded Zhang Fan as their own son.
In the first two of the three games of chess, Lao Shao killed Zhang Fan to a pulp. In the community, old men like Lao Shao often quarreled over playing chess. Therefore, Lao Shao's chess skills would not be a problem for Zhang Fan, otherwise the quarrel would not be in vain. Is it noisy?
In the third set, Lao Shao started to lose his temper. It's no different now than it was back then. Back then it was just a matter of checking out a rough-and-tumble son-in-law, but now it's just a matter of fun.
"It's time to eat. Don't play anymore. You asked Zhang Fan to play chess again and let him have a good rest. I'm so tired from working all day. Do you think you are the same as everyone who sees nothing?"
"Auntie, I play chess with my uncle. Playing chess with my uncle increases my knowledge."
"Did you hear it? Did you hear it? I don't understand anything."
Ever since their parents came to visit, Zhang Fan and Shao Hua have been switching meals. Today they go to Shao Hua's house, and tomorrow they go to Zhang Fan's parents' house.
"Try it, I learned a dish today, a snack from the Xibe people. Try it and see if Auntie has learned it well."
