"Old Huang, have you seen similar patients?" Director Zou of the Department of Anesthesiology stood respectfully beside Mr Huang and asked carefully.

"Well, the difficulty of treating this kind of patient is not in our surgery department." Huang Lao said, "Is there a problem with anesthesia?"

Director Zou took off his sterile cap that was soaked with sweat, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and showed the situation with his actions.

He looked at the pile of video materials on the table, which looked like a hill and Zhou Congwen next to him, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Boss, why don't I go and have a look." Zhou Congwen put down the medical records in his hand and said to Huang Lao.

"Go together." Huang Lao said, "You have never encountered this before. After seeing it once, you will know how to deal with it when you encounter similar situations."

"I've been disturbed, I've been disturbed, thank you for your hard work," said Director Zou of the Department of Anesthesiology.

There was a surgery today, for thoracic surgery, and the left lower lung lobe was cut.

The surgery is not big, and it is the most basic surgical procedure for 912.

No one cares about a minor surgery to remove the lung lobe, although the patient's diagnosis is special, megatratracheal bronchosis with bronchodilation of the lower left lung.

It was just a branching dilation. Before the stage, Director Zou scanned the diagnosis of merotracheal bronchitis, but for him, this was just a prefix, which was an attribution, and was a noun to modify, limit, and explain the characteristics of bronchodilation.

At that time, he even despised thoracic surgery a little.

But as soon as the operation was started, anesthesia was in great trouble.

For thoracoscopic lobectomy, the most basic operation in anesthesia is to ventilate one lung, so that the affected lungs can be deflated, so that the surgeon can have room for surgery.

However, when the anesthesiologist started to ventilate with one lung, the problem was that he could not ventilate with one lung!

Once the left lung is weak, the patient's blood oxygen saturation will fall.

Who dares to do this surgery? It is easy to cut the lung lobe, but who is responsible for the patient's brain deficiency and necrosis after the patient's brain is exhausted and has a good condition.

After trying twice, the anesthesiologist checked the pipes and carefully looked up all the details. He then used a fiber support mirror to do the examination, and reported it layer by layer, and finally found Director Zou.

Even if Director Zou did it himself, the problem is still the same.

As long as one lung is ventilated, the patient's blood oxygen saturation will drop.

The professor in the thoracic department heading team stood in front of the operating table and almost fell asleep. Although he was impatient, he knew that he could not force himself to do it.

He whispered that Mr. Huang did not go out of the clinic today, but consulted with Director Deng in the office.

Director Zou was a little unwilling to accept it, but when he encountered such a problem that he could not solve, he would still invite Mr. Huang to take a look.

This is an anesthesia matter, so it’s not embarrassing to find Mr. Huang…uh, it’s not embarrassing.

912 has become accustomed to this model of having an old family as if it is a treasure.

"Old Huang, please do this." Director Zou opened the office door and forced a smile.

"Deng Ming, why didn't I remind the anesthesiology department before the operation?" Huang Lao stood up and asked Deng Ming.

"..." Deng Ming held the thermos and tightened his fingers slightly, "Boss, I have never had a similar patient."

"Didn't I say it when I was looking at the patient? It's megatratracheal bronchial disease." Mr. Huang said with a little unhappy.

"I'm sorry, boss, I checked the diagnosis and couldn't find a similar diagnosis." Deng Ming's head also began to sweat.

Zhou Congwen smiled in his heart.

Working in 912, worry-free is really worry-free. Just call your own boss if you have any problems. But the boss occasionally says a noun, and even can't find it in diagnosis.

Even Zhou Congwen did not expect that his boss began to use the diagnosis of megatratracheal bronchitis in 2003.

Megatratracheal bronchosis is a rare disease and has not been studied. It was not until 2018 that it was officially announced for the first time and it really became a clinical diagnosis.

It is normal for Deng Ming to find a diagnosis after reading "Diagnostics".

"If you don't understand, come and ask me, why do I remember that we did an example eight years ago."

"Boss, you and Xiaoshen did the surgery eight years ago. I was in Australia at that time," Deng Ming reminded, "after that he went to Johns Hopkins."

Speaking of this, a hint of melancholy appeared on Mr. Huang's face.

Shen Tianci was the boss's closed disciple before Zhou Congwen.

If Zhou Congwen hadn't appeared by chance, this would have been the last student the boss accepted.

He can be said to be extremely talented, and the boss never doubts the level of people, whether it is Deng Ming or Zhou Congwen.

Later, for some reason, Shin Tianci went to Johns Hopkins and was hired as a lifelong professor.

After Zhou Congwen came to 912 in the last life, although he occasionally learned from other people's conversations, he didn't know why he ran away.

Later, I met Shen Tianci at the World Society, but there was not much intersection.

Zhou Congwen speculated that Shen Tianci's departure might have something to do with his boss and Deng Ming, and it is a secret of the master's sect.

Every time the boss hears this name, he feels a little weird, so Zhou Congwen has never asked in detail.

When Zhou Congwen saw Deng Ming mentioning someone with taboos, he immediately interrupted the conversation, "Boss, I can do anesthesia for patients with giant tracheal bronchial disease, why don't you stand behind and watch me do it?"

"Oh?" Mr. Huang's attention was indeed attracted by Zhou Congwen, "Have you seen similar patients?"

"I have seen that there is nothing we can do in the anesthesiology department. We all thought about it together, but later we did it without any danger." Zhou Congwen said.

Old Huang looked at Zhou Congwen deeply, "Okay, do it, I'll watch."

Director Zou was surprised.

Zhou Congwen has seen such a diagnosis that is not even in Diagnostics?

In a different way, Director Zou knew that Zhou Congwen was trying to draw out Mr. Huang’s attention.

Deng Ming mentioned Shen Tianci and Xiao Shen left the United States... Now Director Zou feels a little regretful when he thinks about it.

Zhou Congwen is really good at speaking, doing things, and has a very high emotional intelligence!

Director Zou praised in his heart.

Just looking at Mr. Huang’s expression, you know that this matter cannot be touched.

I guess he doesn’t know what giant tracheobronchial disease is, and he has to do it himself after he goes to the stage.

Several people went to change their clothes. Director Zou accompanied Mr. Huang to say a few words, and his pace was slightly slower, and he asked side by side with Zhou Congwen, "Xiao Zhou, I heard from Director Deng that you are here to have a one-stop coronary artery bypass surgery this time."

"yes."

“Are you sure about this year’s World Surgery Competition?”

"Do you see what you said, are you sure?" Zhou Congwen smiled, "With the boss here, I'm not sure what he does."

"Don't talk nonsense." Old Huang walked in front with his back and bowed his waist. After hearing Zhou Congwen's words, he whispered, "I really think I can do anything? I'll do your surgery honestly and you will hold me to heaven. The only consequence is that I will fall even harder."

"The boss is right!" Zhou Congwen flattered shamelessly. As long as the boss said, he agreed without thinking.
Chapter completed!