It feels like it's time to get back to the liver and gallbladder partner with Dr. Song. Xie Wanying nodded and analyzed to Dr. Song first: "The hematoma has been drawn out about three milliliters, and I dare not suck it anymore. The pressure of the removal makes it
The injured person's heart rate and breathing have recovered. However, the situation has been repeated now. This puncture point may need to be adjusted again. I am not sure how cerebrospinal fluid may flow in the brain. It can only be judged by Dr. Song."
"Okay, I understand." Song Xuelin responded, and reached out with both hands to take the syringe and the connecting hose she was holding.
The head nurse of the neurosurgery opened the first aid kit and took out a craniocerebral drainage brought from his hospital, which was created by the National Association of Neurosurgeons.
Xin Yanjun felt a boom, her heartbeat was about to be out of her heart, and she wanted to call and ask what would happen to Li and Cao Yong next.
When the people in the National Association for Operation Room heard Song Xuelin arrive, Huang Zhilei breathed a sigh of relief and muttered: This kid has finally arrived.
When Li Chengyuan heard his voice, he could tell that people outside the nerves were very confident in this talented man in Beidu.
"How long did it take him to get there?" Huang Zhilei asked.
Lin Hao was asked, but he didn't know how his senior guessed that he was secretly helping the other side calculate the time. He could only say that his senior brothers' eyes were so sharp that his every move could not escape the eyes of his senior brother. Lin Hao replied obediently: "He's gone."
Forty-six minutes.”
It means that the junior sister has been persisting for more than 40 minutes and it has been almost an hour. Huang Zhilei gave the junior sister a thumbs up in his heart. So, if Song Xuelin let down the junior sister's insistence, he will wait for him and Brother Cao.
tidy.
Xie Wanying felt that Dr. Song had always been a little pitiful after going to the neurosurgery department. Now that Senior Brother Cao has been rushed over to support them, Senior Brother Cao may think that Dr. Song can work harder.
But Dr. Song seemed to be happy with it.
Suffering is bitter, but as long as a person does what he likes, he does not know that suffering is gone.
Song Xuelin gently adjusted the drainage tube with both hands, and his focused eyes were made of a fine art work, and the mainland contained fanaticism, and as an artist, he seemed so calm.
Everyone was driven by his statics, watching quietly as if he was integrated into the beautiful side face of the injured person's drainage tube.
The blood clots in the drainage tube were successively drawn out. The drainage tube was connected to the external craniocerebral drainage device. The bleeding continued to be discharged from the body through the drainage tube, but the patient's breathing and heart rate did not fluctuate, so it was stabilized.
Dr. Wang's forehead was filled with sweat. He was also a neurosurgery resident, and he did what he could not do. This was a huge blow to him.
"Doctor Song, you are so awesome." Xie Wanying sincerely praised. She seemed to be unable to understand what the operation was going on.
After receiving her praise, Song Xuelin said in a deserted voice: "Doctor Xie has never been to the neurosurgery department." She has never been there, so she has no experience or feels about it. She only knows to insert the needle into the hematoma. In fact,
It should be through the longest axis of the hematoma, place the tube at the distal end of the hematoma, fully liquefy the hematoma and then drain it to restore a certain amount of fluidity to prevent the hematoma from being completely withdrawn, which will cause continued disorder to brain tissue.
Chapter completed!