Doctor Zhao, help!

Chapter 22

"Judging from the head CT, the patient's bleeding volume has reached 20ml. Such a large amount of bleeding cannot be absorbed naturally, and if further bleeding occurs, the blood flowing into the cerebrospinal fluid will cause cerebral vasospasm, which will lead to large-area Cerebral ischemia can cause cerebral infarction and even hemiplegia."

Zhao Sheng explained patiently and said.

"That means you may die if you do the surgery, but you will definitely become paralyzed if you don't do the surgery, right?"

The fat woman thought carefully before asking.

"If you think so, you're generally right."

Zhao Sheng was stunned for a moment. He did not expect that the fat woman could understand so well. It seemed that she must have experienced such a thing before, otherwise she would not have such an experience.

"Ugh."

"Doctor, let's do the surgery. If this bad man becomes paralyzed, it will definitely be worse than death."

The fat woman sighed and said slowly.

If such a fun-loving man were to become paralyzed, it might be better to die on the operating table.

10 minute later.

Rescue the interior.

At this moment, the middle-aged man was lying on the emergency bed. After contacting the neurosurgery doctor and the operating room, emergency surgery would be performed.

The fat woman moved a stool and sat beside the hospital bed, looking at the pale man lying on the hospital bed with his eyes closed and in a coma, with a complicated expression.

At this time, an old man who looked to be almost seventy years old walked into the emergency room. When he saw the middle-aged man lying on the hospital bed, not knowing whether he was alive or dead, the old man couldn't help but feel a little angry. Seeing this, the fat woman quickly stood up and supported the old man. .

"Dad, why are you here?"

The fat woman supported her father-in-law and said.

Strangely enough, the fat woman looks like she despises her husband, but she respects her father-in-law very much.

"What embarrassing thing did this little beast do again?"

The old man looked at his son who was lying on the hospital bed, just covered with a quilt and not even wearing any clothes, and said angrily.

As an old teacher, in the past few decades, he has not only taught students all over the world, but also taught many students with modest achievements. He is also famous in the education world. He really doesn't know how to raise students. There is such a son who is well-equipped for food, drink, prostitution and gambling.

"dad.."

The fat woman was a little embarrassed and didn't know what to say to the old man.

"Are you fooling around with those shameless women again?!"

The old man said with a sigh.

"How is this little beast doing now?"

After a pause, the old man asked again.

"The doctor said it was a cerebral hemorrhage, and he needed to have surgery quickly, otherwise his life might be in danger."

The fat woman said slowly.

"It really sucks!"

The old man sighed. He really didn't know what he had done wrong in raising such a son.

Zhao Sheng had already contacted the neurosurgery doctor and the operating room. He entered the emergency room and was about to explain the situation to the fat woman.

When the old man saw Zhao Sheng, he begged him and said, "Doctor, we must save him."

There is always a heart-to-heart connection between father and son. No matter how useless his son is, the old father will never ignore him.

"Old man, we will do our best."

Zhao Sheng nodded.

Half an hour later.Operating room.

At this moment, the middle-aged man was already lying on the operating table, and She Heng, the attending neurosurgery doctor, was already in place.

Anesthetist Ji Tao and instrument nurse Qi Ling are still cooperating with this operation.

"Dr. Zhao, you have to cooperate with the surgery again."

Qi Ling, the equipment nurse, suddenly said.

Obviously Zhao Sheng is a doctor in the emergency department. Under normal circumstances, he is only responsible for emergency treatment and triaging patients. However, when it comes to Zhao Sheng, he often has to cooperate with emergency surgeries.

"I'm sorry, I really can't help but be the only one left behind."

She Heng, the attending neurosurgery doctor, said apologetically.

"It's okay. Now the staff in all departments are tight and they are too busy."

Zhao Sheng said nonchalantly.

"That's Dr. Zhao. He can cooperate with any kind of surgery. He is simply omnipotent."

Qi Ling said again.

If it is said that in the operating room, the person who knows the best about the doctor's surgical skills is the instrument nurse.

From general surgery to neurosurgery, even gastrointestinal surgery, and orthopedics, in the first affiliated hospital where manpower was very tight, Qi Ling saw that Zhao Sheng had cooperated with too many surgeries from different departments, but he was still able to cooperate. Very good, among the doctors in the First Affiliated Hospital, it can be said that he is the only one.

"That's right. In the emergency department, apart from Director Yu, you are the only one who can deeply participate in our surgery."

Hearing Qi Ling's words, She Heng also nodded and said in agreement.

Neurosurgery has always been known for its high level of difficulty. After all, it requires a craniotomy and involves the blood vessels and nerves of the brain. Without two brushes, even the most basic surgical operations in neurosurgery cannot be performed. of.

After all, among all types and departments of surgery, neurosurgery has the lowest error tolerance rate for the surgeon and cooperating doctors.

"Hey, when can we add more manpower? I've been working here for two days and two nights."

Even the anesthesiologist Ji Tao sighed and said that although there was a lot of fees for each operation, after staying up for these two days and nights, the income must be quite a lot.

But this is a matter of making money when you are alive, and spending money when you are not alive. Recently, there have been several news about the sudden death of anesthesiologists.

"Don't think about it. Not only will no one be admitted in the future, but the staff will continue to be streamlined."

Zhao Sheng looked at Ji Tao and said.

In the current situation, people are being streamlined and expenses are being reduced everywhere. At this time, unless there is a force majeure reduction in personnel, such as illness, normal retirement, etc., it is impossible to increase the number of personnel.

"Forget it, just hang in there."

Hearing Zhao Sheng's words, Ji Tao also shook his head slightly in resignation, with an expression on his face that he had already recognized it.

"Okay, the anesthesia has taken effect and the surgery can begin."

After a pause, Ji Tao looked at the life monitor and said to Zhao Sheng and She Heng.

"Dr. Zhao, please cooperate with me in the operation."

Hearing Ji Tao's words, She Heng said politely to Zhao Sheng.

In the First Affiliated Hospital, everyone knows that Zhao Sheng is the beloved disciple of Yu Zhongbo, the executive vice president, director of the emergency department, and professor of Zhongdu Medical University, and is basically his successor.

Therefore, everyone is still very polite to Zhao Sheng. People like She Heng, who comes from a small city and has no background in hospitals, are even more polite to Zhao Sheng.

In fact, sometimes, She Heng also envied Zhao Sheng. Zhao Sheng, like him, also came from a small city, but he met Yu Zhongbo and managed to treat him like a half-son.

In the medical industry, there are so many people studying for graduate degrees and Ph.D.s every year. After doctors enter the hospital, they also need senior doctors to lead them, ranging from four to five years to more than ten years. There are not many relationships that can be achieved by Yu Zhongbo and Zhao Sheng is like this.

To be honest, in the Zhongdu medical community, a master like Yu Zhongbo is definitely a towering tree that can be relied on.

(End of this chapter)