Chapter 1080 Success Rate, 80%

Chu Yuntian stood silently outside the operating room, and he no longer knew how to describe his mood.

Interventional surgery is originally minimally invasive, but after failure, the entire operation becomes extremely complicated, and even difficult to even attempt a surgical procedure.

It's really hard to imagine that there would be such a mentally retarded failure.

After Liu Wuyan failed to try to remove the floating catheter, he said nothing and went to the locker room silently.

Chu Yuntian knew that the situation was extremely bad now.

Originally, Old Morgan's condition was strange and bizarre. A sewing needle began to wander from the radial vein and passed through the radial vein without damage. The superior vena cava reached the heart. The needle was naughty and did not stay in the heart, but continued to move forward.

The right atrium, right ventricle, and these crucial anatomical structures failed to retain the sewing needle. It flows through various valves and flows to the right upper pulmonary artery along the blood flow.

Maybe it's weird, maybe it's luck, but who knows?

At the beginning, the surgical operation was indeed a bit difficult, but the difficulty was countless times lower than interventional surgery. Chu Yuntian believed that he could complete it.

Unfortunately, old Morgan chose interventional surgery, and Dr. Smith actually was in the operation...

Chu Yuntian believes that at most, the interventional surgery failed. Mayo's cardiothoracic surgery doctors, including rushing to the emergency room to open the chest, or using a thoracoscopy to solve the problem.

This is the worst situation.

But things are hard to predict, Murphy's Law takes effect again, there is no worst, only worse.

Dr. Smith actually rushed the micro guidewire into the pulmonary artery, and the sewing needle was closer to the bronchial artery, which led to the unpredictable operation...

It is not impossible to take the guidewire. It is said that Liu Wuyan has undergone some similar operations with Huang Lao in China, but the difficulty lies in the sewing needle with almost zero distance from the bronchial artery.

But even Liu Wuyan retreated in front of the sewing needle, and he didn't dare to try it. He just pushed the contrast agent with a syringe to see the situation and stepped down and said that he couldn't do it.

Chu Yuntian sighed, and he still suggested using surgical procedures to spell it.

But who knows, maybe that magical old man would have other solutions.

He took a look at the time and the plane should have arrived, and the time for general anesthesia was long enough. God knows when thrombosis would appear in the pulmonary artery and lead to more serious consequences.

Maybe the thrombus has gathered now, but there is no imaging for the time being, and no one knows it.

That magical old man shouldn't have any solution, so he could only do it with his teeth and do surgery.

Even though Old Morgan has always been reluctant to undergo surgery, it seems that he is doomed.

The monitor and ventilator are both stable, with no alarm sound and extremely quiet.

But Chu Yuntian knew that the alarm would sound anytime and anywhere. As long as an abnormality occurs, it would be a major rescue, and it would be a rescue with a success rate of almost zero.

However, what Chu Yuntian was worried about did not happen. After a while, a voice of communication came from the locker room.

The Morgan family has some problems with their accent. The ending of their speech is very strong Massachusetts, which is quite easy to identify.

It has not changed for so many years. Are all the big families like this? Chu Yuntian thought to himself, his eyes facing the locker room.

Soon, a hunched figure appeared in front of him, and the one standing behind him was Zhou Congwen, the one Chu Yuntian would never forget in his life.

For some reason, Chu Yuntian suddenly felt something strange after seeing this scene.

Mr. Huang is 80 years old, with a hunched back and his steps are a little slow; Zhou Congwen is less than 26 years old, 187 years old, and one step of his long legs can compare to Mr. Huang.

But they walked from the direction of the locker room, but their steps were surprisingly consistent.

Even Chu Yuntian saw it and thought that they were one person, and the other one was the other's shadow.

Huang Lao, who was setting sun, had a particularly tall shadow; while Zhou Congwen was at the height of the sky, his shadow was a little hunched.

This is an extremely weird feeling.

Time and time seem to have formed no obstacles, or Huang Lao and Zhou Congwen have used the giant axe to cut the wall to pieces.

There are many things Chu Yuntian can't understand in this world.

For example, when Chu Yuntian first faced a mathematical formula with the sum of all natural numbers =-1/12, he felt that this was impossible.

He is a doctor and will not believe in the show of mathematicians like charlatans.

But after research, Chu Yuntian found that this was actually true.

Just like when facing two people who are old and young, but are shadows of each other, the strange feeling in his heart is the same as at that time.

Seeing Mr. Huang and Zhou Congwen coming, Chu Yuntian did not hide, but looked directly into Zhou Congwen's eyes.

He wanted to see the challenge in Zhou Congwen's eyes, or even see disdain.

However, Chu Yuntian was disappointed.

Zhou Congwen seemed not to have discovered his existence. He had been standing beside Huang Lao, as if he was one.

"We can try the surgery," said Huang Lao, translated by Zhou Congwen.

Chu Yuntian found that Zhou Congwen's translation emphasis was exactly the same as the old Morgan family's emphasis.

This person's language talent is the same as his surgery, and Chu Yuntian sighed in his heart.

"It's a sure thing to succeed, but it's only 80%.

Hearing Mr. Huang say this, Chu Yuntian's pupils shrink, like a needle tip, and his whole body is wet and cold, and his heartbeat slows down.

Just like allergic shock, Chu Yuntian had a stress response to Huang Lao's description.

80% success rate!

In Chu Yuntian's mind, the success rate of the surgery was almost zero. Even with the awkwardness of Huang Lao and... the abominable Zhou Congwen, the success rate would definitely not exceed 8%!

"Prepare surgical instruments and if the operation fails, immediately transfer to the emergency department for thoracic surgery."

Huang Lao explained briefly, Zhou Congwen's translation sentence by sentence.

The people of the Morgan family seemed to have something to say, but Zhou Congwen was extremely tough. His steps and movements were the same as those of Mr. Huang, but his tone was still him, simple, rough and direct.

Zhou Congwen retorted all the questions of the Morgan family without hesitation, before they could ask questions.

Passing by Chu Yuntian, Old Huang narrowed his eyes, "Xiao Chu is here too."

Chu Yuntian was stunned.

"Old Huang." Chu Yuntian bent down and couldn't help but say, "Thank you for your hard work."

"It's okay." Old Huang raised his hand and patted Chu Yuntian on the shoulder. "If the interventional operation fails later, I will ask you to come and help me."

"Old Huang, you are so polite." Chu Yuntian said, "I'm preparing below. If there is any problem, I will definitely be obliged to open my chest."

"The boss just talks casually, don't take it seriously." Zhou Congwen's voice came, "The surgery will not fail."
Chapter completed!