Vol 3 Chapter 2832: From time to time

Wu Laohe was preparing the equipment and medicine needed for the operation in the interventional operating room. He received the notification from Su Yun last night to perform a thoracoscopy operation today.
At the time, I didn't care too much. Thoracoscopic surgery was only a basic surgical procedure. Now it is not 20 years ago. The doctor who was hospitalized at the general level in 912 has already used thoracoscopy.
单 For anesthesiologists, single lung ventilation is a prerequisite skill to ensure the smooth operation of thoracoscopy. Unlike laparoscopy, the abdominal cavity needs to be pumped in to create space for surgery, but thoracoscopy requires the lung tissue to be retracted in order to have a field of vision.
Wu Laohe didn't think he would have a problem. After all, no matter the level of his surgery or Boss Zheng was in the back, the possibility of problems was almost zero, and we will not consider them for the time being.
After the shift, Lao He came to the interventional operating room.
"Xiaohua, don't you have an emergency list." Lao He asked.
"The director said, leave an emergency room for Boss Zheng to intervene, saying it is to do thoracoscopy." Said the anesthesiologist on duty.
I originally said hello, Lao He smiled and came to an emergency intervention room, first plugged in the U disk.
In the BGM of good luck, Lao He feels that he is 20 years younger, and his steps are a little lighter. Monitor ... Ventilator ... Double-lumen intubation ... Rescue medication ...
老 Every old man has checked carefully. Although 912 emergency surgery has its own set of procedures, he is still unsure of the last proofreading. Moreover, this is an interventional operating room. General anesthesia is relatively rare, and Lao He must guarantee nothing.
If you really do n’t have enough things after starting the stage, you are fucking.
"He Junjin!" An unfamiliar voice made Laohe's creepy voice come. Lao He froze slightly, her expression relaxed and happy on her face, and then she changed her face, smiling and turning her head like a blooming chrysanthemum.
"Ye, why are you here?"
"Director Xu goes down to see the patient, let me take a look first. Are you checking the equipment?" Ye Qingqiu asked.
"Yeah, I'll take a look first, the surgery list hasn't been mentioned yet. When I receive the surgery notice, I will go down and see the patient." Lao He said in his mouth, and suddenly realized that the surgery should be a big man today .
Otherwise, Ye Qingqiu will not come up, or Director Xu will not go down.
"Everything is ready? Nothing wrong," Ye Qingqiu asked.
"Well, it's done, the patient can get anesthesia when he comes up."
Ye Qingqiu nodded his head slightly, scanned the operating room with his eyes, and then asked, "Is this the good luck that boss Zheng heard during the operation?"
"Yes, Director Ye." Old He was unclear. Therefore, he was cautious when answering Director Ye's question, and did not dare to say a word.
In the face of the boss of the medical office, all clinicians will give certain respect, as long as there is still a bit of pressure in the heart.
Ye Qingqiu said nothing, but just nodded gently, and saw the Xie Yiren came in carrying the surgical instruments, the wrinkles in the corners of the eyes were a little deeper, and they should be laughing.
But the two did not communicate, Ye Qingqiu turned and left.
"Yiren, who is going to have surgery today?" Lao He asked in a breath.
"I heard early in the morning that it was an 84-year-old patient who had planned to give up returning to his hometown. Just when Zheng Ren saw it yesterday, he made an appointment to our hospital for emergency surgery."
The Xie Yi people gave the sterilized equipment box to the visiting nurse. She was going to sterilize and told Lao He some information.
It is not a wide open chest operation. Dr. Charles's instrument box is useless, but the Shea people are careful to prepare the operation box so that they will not be busy in time.
Laohe started to think about it. At the age of 84, she should be an elderly patient. There are various possibilities for intubation failure.
He took the bronchoscope and put it in a place where it didn't bother. The 2nd generation explorer's laryngeal mask ... This is still forgotten, even if you use boss Zheng's side, there are 3 generations.
What other equipment may be needed but not commonly used?
Wu Zheng wondered, Lao He heard another familiar voice in the corridor.
"Lao Peng, the lounge for you, will you lie down for a while?"
He is Dean Yan! Lao He's heart was slightly surprised. It seems that the patient's origin is bigger than he thought, and even Dean Yan followed.
"No, is it that I, as a family member of the patient, will bring pressure to the surgeon when I see the surgery?" Peng Lao also said nervously.
"That's not true. Boss Zheng is very stable in operation and has a big heart." Dean Yan laughed. "I'm either worried or I'm afraid your elderly are tired."
"It only takes an hour to get together, nothing is too tired."
Laohe pretended to be busy, performing industrious, careful, down-to-earth, and earnestly without real objects.
The work must be done, and the false performances must be done well. Laohe is clear. If it hadn't been for the first half of my life, luck would have been bad. There is a saying that the world and the world come together for the same time, and now it should be a transshipment, Lao He smiled and thought.
"Oh? Dr. Zheng used to listen to this when he had surgery ..."
He came outside the operation room, and Peng Lao heard the song of luck coming from inside, and said smoothly. But how to describe it? Peng Lao did not have such good conditions for surgery at that time, but it did not affect him to know that the current surgeon has their own music that they are willing to listen to.
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To be honest, this song is a bit noisy and the rhythm is a bit fast. If the square dance ... it seems that the square dance is too disgusting. Lao Peng smiled slightly and said, "Such retro songs are rare."
"Boss Zheng may be for a good lip service." Ye Qingqiu said softly.
Peng Peng nodded.
"This is Dr. He Junjin, deputy director of the Department of Anesthesiology." Ye Qingqiu introduced.
Although Lao He never approached Peng Lao so close, he always heard his name. In addition, when Ye Qingqiu introduced himself, he directly mentioned the deputy director, and Lao He was very happy. This should be eyebrows, otherwise Director Ye will not open his eyes and talk nonsense, just to make Peng Lao feel that 912 attaches importance to it.
It turned out that this old gentleman's lover surgery, no wonder.
Lao He turned around and greeted Peng Lao, but a crowd of people in the black doorway. As if a dean's office meeting was to be held, all the school leaders followed.
"Lao Peng." Lao He did not hide her kind greetings or flattery, but instead greeted them a little, bowed slightly, and started her own in-kind performance again.
I do n’t ask for merit, but I do n’t ask for any credit. The credit is Boss Zheng. It ’s very good to be able to follow along with me, Lao He knew.
"Old Peng, you rest." Dean Yan moved over to a small round stool and put it in the corner of the operating room. He undoubtedly "pressed" Old Peng on the stool.
"Don't have too many people in the operating room. Dean Yuan stayed, and everyone else withdrew." Dean Yan glanced at the people behind him, and then began to sigh with a deep voice.