It seemed that God was willing to favor him. After the anesthesia, Wang Chengfa went on stage to operate and successfully pussy.

Even thoracoscopy is much easier to use, not as astringent as it used to be.

After single-pulmonary ventilation, the lung bullae located in the lower section of the right lung on the screen of the thoracoscopic TV appears in front of you. The gray and tender lung lobes are very different in color.

Wang Chengfa's depressed mood began to improve. Such a smooth bullaectomy surgery is rare. It's like an appendectomy, opening the back of the peritoneal appendix and jumping out with a "bang".

Clip, cut, and explore again, there are no other bullae. After all, they are young people and women, and the color of their lungs looks much more pleasing than those old smoke guns.

After rinsing, Wang Chengfa was in a happy mood and said to the anesthesiologist, "The lungs are swollen."

Anesthesiologist Liu Wei said with a smile, "Director Wang, the operation is really smooth today."

As he said, he began to bloat his lungs.

Manually controlled breathing and rapid lung expansion, with a frequency of 20 times/min, a pressure of 15~20cmH2O. The anesthesiologist Liu Wei has a good level and is well controlled. Both the frequency and pressure are under control, and he has not missed things because of chatting.

Everything is at your control.

"Director? Not going to be there in the future." Wang Cheng said self-deprecatingly.

"Li... Qinghua isn't he going to have surgery?" Liu Wei hesitated for a moment, not calling Director Li, or calling him Li Qinghua. "Everyone says he is here to support his elderly care."

Wang Cheng snorted coldly, "Just just gave Zhou Congwen the commission to be the responsible attending doctor, what's the point? A young doctor who has just graduated for two years is not even the attending doctor, so what qualifications are there to be the responsible attending doctor."

"..." Liu Wei was shocked.

This promotion is so scary.

The Third Hospital is actually not very formal. For example, the title of the director of the Department of Neurology is not similar to the deputy high school or the chief high school, but is appointed as the director when he is the attending physician.

There are some similar examples, but everyone knows that the backend of the family is strong. But why is Zhou Cong's diploma? Isn't his family from the countryside?

Why did the new director climb to the top as soon as he came, and he was recognized by the new director to overcome all difficulties and become a responsible doctor?

Liu Wei asked in confusion while bloating his lungs, "The responsible doctor? Isn't it a joke?"

"It's just announced a few days ago." Wang Chengfa snorted coldly, "I see how he has the face to lead me."

"Haha, Director Wang, you're overthinking. How could a little doctor lead you?" Liu Wei slapped and glanced at the monitor and the thoracoscopic TV screen.

The breathing was controlled by hand for about 3 minutes, and no other ruptures or large lung blisters were found. The operation went smoothly, and both the surgeon and the anesthesiologist breathed a sigh of relief.

"Director Wang, it's okay, I have both lungs?"

"Yes." Wang Cheng complained, but the operation was done step by step without hesitation.

Anesthesiologist Liu Wei started ventilation between the lungs, and the ventilation parameters remained unchanged.

Wang Chengfa did this surgery very quickly and took 40 minutes to finish it. The laparoscopic surgery is very simple to close the chest, and it is done with three small holes, and there is no big difficulty.

The thoracic cavity is indwelled closed drainage and the operation is over.

The sterile sheet was uncovered, and the traveling nurse covered the patient with a sterile clothing to keep warm.

Wang Chengfa turned around and stepped down, "I'll leave first, Liu Di will take the patient back."

"Let's go slowly, Director Wang." The anesthesiologist looked at Wang Chengfa leaving with a smile and asked in a low voice, "Liu Di, you guys have been fighting these days."

Liu Di sighed in confusion, and did not answer Liu Wei's question, turned around to push the cart.

The patient recovered from the self-respiration 10 minutes after the operation. Liu Wei glanced at the ventilator, VT350ml, RR20 times/min, SpO298%.

Although he was a little curious about the major changes in thoracic, the patient had not yet been extubated and his attention was not distracted.

After the patient was awake, he inhaled pure oxygen through the mask, with a flow rate of 2L/min, and removed the tracheal catheter. He took sputum along the way along the movement of tracheal intubation. These details have been engraved in Liu Wei's muscles and become a memory.

After the operation, Liu Wei's gossip was in a fierce and fierce way.

"Liu Di, what are you doing now?" Anesthesiologist Liu Wei pulled out the tracheal intubation and prepared to observe for 1 minute, and asked during the intervals.

"Don't mention it, I don't know what Corey is now." Liu Di was a little depressed. He still remembered Zhou Congwen's words - not signing.

"Isn't Lao Wang still going to have surgery? It's okay." Liu Wei said, "Director Li Qinghua must be here to take care of his elderly care. It's really pitiful. The prince of the thoracic surgery department of the people's hospital cannot take over the work, so he comes to our hospital. If you want to say this person, it's all fate. It's fate and luck. There's nothing you can do about it. Even if you have great skills, you can't do anything."

As he said that, Liu Wei's eyes stopped on the monitor, and his whole body seemed to be pinched by an invisible big hand, and he fell silent in an instant.

Liu Di noticed that the blood oxygen saturation figure on the monitor was decreasing. He was stunned for a moment and squatted down to look at the chest vial.

The closed drainage of the chest cavity is smooth, causing a small amount of bloody fluid and gas to be drawn, without a large amount of gas overflowing.

What's going on?

"Brother Liu, did you give me pure oxygen?" Liu Di asked in a low voice.

Liu Wei did not answer his question, but said to his assistant, "Increase the oxygen flow."

The oxygen flow rate was mentioned from 2L/min to 3L/min, but the patient's blood oxygen saturation still did not increase. Although there was no cliff-like decline, the numbers continued to go down, firm and persistent, making people panic.

"Liu Di, call Lao Wang and ask him to come back." Liu Wei said cautiously.

Liu Di was stunned for a moment, and an ominous premonition lingered around him.

"Blood Qi Needle."

When Liu Di went to call Wang Chengfa, he heard the voice of the anesthesiologist.

What's wrong with this?

Liu Di has few contacts with thoracic patients, and he is a little confused.

It is said that after the operation, anesthesia is fine. Shouldn’t it be done directly after suctioning sputum?! Why does the patient’s blood oxygen saturation continue to decline?!

Wang Chengfa was stunned when he received the call.

If it is a complicated car accident, he cannot get off the plane and cannot get off the Taiwan market, he also agrees that it is traumatic wet lungs. After the operation, the ventilator assists breathing and then gives hormone impact.

If the patient is older and has poor lung function, he will also agree that he cannot reply to self-breathing after anesthesia.

However, the patient is a young woman. The surgery was done neatly and even the investigation was meticulous. Why can’t she come out of Taiwan?!

When I had the surgery just now, I thought it was God who favored me, but at this moment, Wang Chengfa no longer had this idea.

What do doctors fear the most?

The failure of rescue of critically ill patients is not the most afraid of, because in cognition, what they fear most is the situation in front of them!

have no idea

not understand

Don't understand

Wang Chengfa couldn't understand why the patient couldn't get out of the office, so he hurried to the operating room again.
Chapter completed!