Vol 3 Chapter 2321: 1 spit of blood

I was sent to the CT room, and a group of people followed. I was afraid that there would be something unexpected when Director Mao was doing the CT.
Mao Chi felt that his eyes flashed in black and white, with Venus in the middle.
Like a firefly, his heart began to beat quickly as the CT machine buzzed.
Knowing this is not good, but Mao Chi has no control.
Don't get into trouble, don't get into trouble, Mao Chi can only tell himself in this way. How can I die before I have retired and I haven't hug my grandson?
Thinking about it, he has inadvertently thought of what happened after death. If the aortic dissection ruptures and dies in the CT room, how many people in the department's doctor will cry for themselves? There may be several, but not all.
After the CT was done, everyone lifted Mao Ji into the flat car.
"Don't go, let me take a look at the film." Mao Chi said softly.
Tears fell from the corners of his eyes, and he seemed to have foreseen his ending.
"Director Mao, don't worry about it, don't worry about it." Professor Daizu comforted softly.
"What if the renal artery is torn?" Mao Chi thought quite a bit, and at the same time, he felt a tear-like pain in his abdomen.
It wouldn't be so coincident, Mao Chi thought. At this moment, he felt that his feet were empty and fell into the endless abyss.
The professor in the group really didn't know what to say. He knew that as long as he said something, Director Mao would consider the worst. This is inevitable. The more you speak, the more you are afraid; the more you are afraid, the higher the blood pressure of Director Mao, until an irreversible feedback is formed until the dissection is broken.
Shut up obediently.
Soon, the CT image was printed and handed over to Mao Chi with Yu Wen.
Mao Chi's hand was shaking, and he took a glance at the film. A plain CT scan of the chest revealed irregular soft tissue density in the leading edge of the descending aorta, which did not rule out the possibility of a descending aortic rupture to form a wrapped hematoma.
But he didn't rule out three words in his heart. All were full of descending aorta rupture, forming a package. Once the hematoma ruptured, people would disappear!
Although he did not make 64 rows of CTA, Mao Zhi gave himself a definite diagnosis-descending aortic dissection aneurysm.
"Find boss Zheng and go directly to the operating room." Mao Chi said.
Hurry off the big shelf, there should be no problem. If boss Zheng can't solve it, he can only open the chest surgery.
Mr. Zheng's level is so high, it should be fine.
Mao Chi thought a lot, especially the difficult operation that Boss Zheng succeeded again and again.
Boss Zheng can do even the operation of heart conjoined baby separation, and it is not a big deal to treat an aortic dissection.
Mao Zhi comforted himself in his heart.
Perhaps it was the aura effect of Boss Zheng, and Mao Chi felt that he was a little better. Although the hands and feet are cold, this is caused by capillary spasms at the ends of the hands and feet caused by too much tension.
Can't be nervous, can't be nervous, relax, relax, Mao Zhi comforted himself, the flat car moved again.
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Zheng Ren was undergoing surgery. He put his mobile phone in his pants pocket so that he did not receive a call.
"Boss, Director Mao said that he was considering dissecting the aortic dissection." After Su Yun received the call, he said by pressing the button of the intercom.
Zheng Ren was knocking on Lin Yuan's operation. After hearing Su Yun's words, he slightly hesitated.
"What about people?"
"I did a plain CT scan and saw irregular soft tissue density shadows on the leading edge of the descending aorta. We are pushing towards us. It is estimated that we will need an emergency angiography and get off the shelf." Su Yundao
Zheng Ren's body moved sideways, and her left shoulder hit Lin Yuan's shoulder, pushed her apart, and then crossed her left and right hands to complete the operation in a few minutes.
Lin Yuan already accepted this reality-no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get close to Boss Zheng even a little bit. His skill level is too strong to make himself feel powerless.
Seeing Boss Zheng doing TIPS himself, Lin Yuan sighed long.
awesome! No matter how many times I trained with a 3D printed human model, I was familiar with every point of the operation in the blood of the body, and I wondered how Boss Zheng did the operation.
After Zheng Ren finished the operation, Lin Yuan pressed to stop the bleeding. He tore off the aseptic clothes and turned out of the operating room.
"How long is it?"
"Who knows." Su Yun glanced at Feng Xuhui.
"There is a big shelf, I have prepared it." Feng Xuhui said immediately.
"The rescue medication is in the rescue vehicle. I just checked it in the morning, and they are all here," said Shay.
Zheng Ren came to the corridor of the operating room, waiting quietly for Mao Chi to be pushed over.
Usually it seems that Director Mao has high blood pressure, but it is not heavy. Where did this aortic dissection come from? Zheng Ren was a little confused.
Traumatic? Or a sharp object like a fishbone?
"Yiren, is the surgical box disinfected?" Zheng Ren asked.
"Disinfected and ready to use."
"Prepare the hybrid operating room. If you can't get the stent, just open the chest."
"it is good."
Su Yun stood beside Zheng Ren, his expression was a little dignified, he didn't speak, at this time everything was nonsense.
I haven't seen the film, there's nothing to say.
Soon, the door bell rang, and the head nurse of the operating room opened the door directly, and the flat car pushed forward.
Zheng Ren looked at Mao Zhimo's blood-red system panel ~ EbookFREE.me ~ for a moment.
"Stupid? Or can't you get started?" Su Yun whispered.
The more familiar people are, the more they stop trying, many doctors do. However, Su Yun didn't think that his boss had this idea. The operation of the director Miao, the boss could do nothing. When Director Lao Pan suspected lung cancer, the boss cried or cried, but he also planned to go to surgery in person.
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"No." Zheng Ren shook his head and strode to Director Mao. He looked at Director Mao and asked, "Why isn't it comfortable?"
"Boss Zheng." Director Mao Chi's hand trembled and held Zheng Ren's hand.
At this moment, he felt like he had been saved.
"Don't be nervous, why aren't you comfortable?" Zheng Renan calmed Director Mao and then took the other hand and took a look at the film from the Vascular Band Professor.
"It hurts behind the sternum. I just felt a tear-like pain in the abdomen. I think the descending aortic dissection has been torn down," said Director Mao Chi with a tremor.
"Wait a minute, don't push it in first." Zheng Ren shook the cold hand of Mr. Mao Chiao, then pulled his hand out and looked at the film.
"Boss Zheng, look at the radiography. The soft tissue shadow area is a bit large. I'm afraid the bleeding can't be controlled." Director Zhang Lin of the circulation department said.
"I took a look, not in a hurry." Zheng Ren said.
Everyone was silent. Why was Boss Zheng so stable? Whether it is in the heart or not.
Mao Chi was anxious, which was different from what he imagined.
Shouldn't he be taken directly to the stage after being sent in, and then be opened for surgery, what is Zheng thinking?
Suddenly, Venus was flying in front of him, and a hot current was flowing in his chest. Barely raised his head, just about to open his mouth to speak, a burst of blood sprayed out.
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