Chapter 1583 The 20-meter-long big sword flashes coldly

"Boss, someone needs to be pressed." Zhou Congwen walked to his boss and did not bother the patient whether he should stay in 912 for treatment or send it to Xiangjiang, but instead talked about the operation directly.

The patient was sent to Xiangjiang just to avoid trouble, and his situation did not allow long-distance transportation at all.

"Well, call Shen Lang." Huang Lao said.

There are some young and strong doctors under Zhou Congwen, but even if someone presses the patient, the operation is extremely difficult.

Master Zou looked at Zhou Congwen with a frown, then looked at Mr. Huang again, and could only silently take Liu Wei to clean up the anesthetic drugs and prepare to go in and intubate at any time.

Zhou Congwen and Mr. Huang went to clean up their hands, and Director Zou muttered in a low voice, "You shouldn't stay, right, Xiao Liu."

Liu Wei smiled and worked quickly, not responding at all.

Director Zou knew that Liu Wei was Zhou Congwen's direct descendant and brought him from Jianghai City to the imperial capital. He would definitely not say bad things about Zhou Congwen in front of others, but Director Zou just wanted to complain a few words.

Such a big trouble, it is best to send it away quickly.

"The blood clot is so long, and the patient is still a Finnish. It would be great to send it to Xiangjiang. You have been working in Jianghai City for a long time, and I don't know how difficult it is to serve these foreigners."

"Director Zou, teach me more. I have never been exposed to it before, so I don't know what to pay attention to." Liu Wei asked while looking at the shelf life and manufacturer of anesthetic drugs.

"..." Director Zou was about to talk about the past, but he suddenly stopped when he was about to say it.

He sighed deeply, shook his head, and watched Liu Wei sort out the narcotic drugs.

Liu Wei was very thoughtful and obviously had the style of Zhou Congwen's medical team, which Director Zou agreed with quite acknowledges.

But Mr. Huang... Alas, Mr. Huang has to take responsibility, and the patient's thrombosis is said to be 1 meter long!

What is the difference between a one-meter-long thrombus and a 20-meter-long big knife? Director Zou has worked in the anesthesiology department in 912 for 30 years, but has never seen such a long thrombus.

What if something happens, it is not the case, but there must be other complications.

However, Director Zou had no idea about any complications, after all, he had never seen it. The 20-meter big knife flashed coldly, and it was swaying on Director Zou's neck and would fall down anytime and anywhere.

At this time, Liu Wei's meticulousness could not arouse Director Zou's feelings.

"Director Zou, is Mr. Huang coming?" Director Tao of the icu came in and asked hurriedly.

"I'm here." Director Zou looked at Mr. Huang in the operating room, Zhou Congwen, Director Wang of the Vascular Department had already started preparing local anesthetic drugs, and said helplessly, "What are you doing?"

"I'll take a look." Director Liang said, "How wonderful this patient was sent to Xiangjiang. Mr. Huang is really... Alas, I have to stay here for our work."

Countless words that could not be said were in that sigh.

Once the patient has a long and short time, a large black pot will fall from the sky.

"You have seen such a serious patient in ICU?"

"No." Director Tao shook his head, "I was shocked when I did the B-ultrasound. Do you know, Lao Zou, the blood clots on the image can't be seen no matter how hard I scanned it. My head was buzzing at that time."

"Later, I saw the thrombosis all the way to the heart. I discussed it with Director Jin of the B-ultrasound room and then I dared to confirm that the thrombosis was about one meter."

"!!!" Director Zou helplessly looked at the figure of Mr. Huang who was operating under the shadowless lamp inside through the leaded glass.

Director Tao pressed the intercom and Huang Lao's voice came from the operating room.

"Zhou Congwen told the patient to stick for 5 minutes."

5 minutes or 50 minutes can't be done! Director Zou thought to himself. The 20-meter big knife had already been waving, the sword light was fierce and murderous.

Zhou Congwen started to communicate with the patient and spoke strange language.

"Does Xiao Zhou speak Finnish?"

"It probably is." Director Tao said, "Xiao Zhou just wrote the preoperative explanation in bilingually. Who did you think he learned it from? Even a small language as unpopular as Finnish."

Director Zou rubbed his teeth straight after hearing this.

He recognized Zhou Congwen's good surgery; he also recognized Zhou Congwen's diagnosis.

However, Zhou Congwen even speaks small language like Finnish, which is incomprehensible. Does he have time to learn it?

There are so many medical books that he can master them all in a short time, but how can he have time to learn Finnish?

Director Zou looked at Shen Lang and Li Ran in a daze and pressed the patient, trying to keep him from moving, and his heart suddenly trembled.

"Liu Wei, wear lead clothes, let's go in." Director Zou said.

Liu Wei did not object and took a lead garment and put it on Director Zou first.

"Old Huang, wait a moment, Liu Wei and I will go in." Director Zou said to the inside, avoiding crossing the line.

After kicking open the air-tight lead door, Director Zou strode into the hybrid operating room.

Before, no one was used in the hybrid operating room, but Huang Lao and Zhou Congwen played with flowers here.

Director Zou stood behind Mr. Huang, wearing a lead dress and stared attentively.

For some reason, the lights of the shadowless lamp were so dazzling that Director Zou felt a white light in front of him, and the familiar lights couldn't open his eyes.

In the operation area, the skin and subcutaneous tissue have been separated, the femoral artery has freed, and a 3cm incision was cut longitudinally.

The hemostatic forceps in Mr. Huang's hand were weakly clamped with the blood clot, and was advancing the black and red blood clot.

His movements seemed casual, but Director Zou knew that judging from the onset time of the patient, the hardness of the blood clot was not enough, and it belonged to the tenderest blood tofu.

It is absolutely no exaggeration to say that thrombosis is at the level of blowing and breaking.

However, what Director Zou saw was that Mr. Huang was holding a hemostatic forceps in both hands, and was pushing out the "breathable" blood clot bit by bit.

The blood clot seemed very strong and was not pulled off by Huang Lao.

The thrombus that came out was caught by Zhou Congwen with large tweezers. Although Zhou Congwen and Huang Lao used different instruments. One was used to use hemostatic forceps and the other was used to use large tweezers, the strength was the same.

The blood clot was "extracted" from the patient's femoral artery by Mr. Huang.

What I am now taking out is the lower thrombus of the femoral artery. Within 20cm, all the thrombus was removed.

"Boss, do you use a balloon?" Zhou Congwen asked.

"No need for now." Old Huang said with his head down.

The two have different positions. Just now, Mr. Huang took out the blood clot, but now Zhou Congwen took out the blood clot and Mr. Huang caught it.

Although people are different, their movements are exactly the same.

Director Zou was a little puzzled. Is the surgery that simple? Director Wang of the Vascular Department stood there as a decoration, and only Zhou Congwen and Mr. Huang were moving.

And looking at this trend, it seems that the operation will be completed soon...

After finishing it, when Director Zou thought this idea came to his mind, he felt that he was completely incomprehensible.
Chapter completed!