Physician: Hello, Intern

Chapter 22: Beyond Ability
"Then doctor, come here, there is no time." The nurse has almost prepared everything for emergency intubation.

Fang Lin's hands trembled, and she felt flustered. Although she had never done it before, there was always a first time...

"Okay, then prepare for emergency intubation."

Trying to recall what she usually saw, and with the assistance of skilled nurses, Fang Lin started her operation.

But after trying several times, I couldn't find the feel, and the intubation still couldn't go in.

"The blood oxygen saturation has been dropping..." the nurse reminded her again.

If the trachea is not inserted, the patient will suffocate and even die.

"Ha, come in!" Fang Lin let out a sigh of relief, and then handed over the catheter to the nurse to insert the airbag.

"Please listen to the stethoscope." In a panic, Zuo Lin ordered another nurse who came to help.

After hearing the response from the patient's chest with a stethoscope, the nurse said affirmatively, "It's entered the esophagus."

"Suck!"

"The pulse is still dropping."

"What's going on?" Zuo Lin felt helpless, it was beyond her ability.

Zheng Zhe came from the operating room. As soon as he entered the intensive care unit, he saw several doctors and nurses rushing around the patient.

"Prepare atropine." Zheng Zhe said decisively.

Suddenly someone helped, and the operation of the other party was very proficient, Fang Lin's flustered heart gradually calmed down.

The data on the monitor finally stopped dropping, Zheng Zhe glanced at Fang Lin, "Are you the doctor on duty tonight?"

Fang Lin nodded, "Thank you."

"No need." Zheng Zhe smiled slightly, "It's better to call the doctor in charge of this patient."

"Called many times."

"Ah."

While speaking, the patient's attending doctor finally came running while buttoning his buttons.

Seeing that the patient's condition was stable, Zheng Zhe was about to leave the intensive care unit, but Zuo Lin chased after him.

"Doctor Zheng..."

Zheng Zhe paused, looked back at the young female doctor running towards him, "Is there anything else?"

"Oh, I just want to tell you that last time I saw you undergo surgery, you are really amazing."

"That's it?" Zheng Zhe squinted at Fang Lin. The female intern in front of him was no different from the women who admired him outside.

"Yeah, I have seen your surgery as the chief surgeon, and I think your surgery is the most beautiful, smoothest and most perfect."

"The prettiest? The smoothest? The most perfect? ​​You mean me?"

"Yes, Dr. Zheng. After seeing your operation, I was deeply infected." Fang Lin said with a smile.

"Still infected?" It was the first time Zheng Zhe heard people praise him so much. While he was in a happy mood, he was also a little flustered. He nodded and smiled: "Thank you. What's your name?"

"Fang Lin."

"Fang Ling? The name is very special."

"So I really want to learn from you." Fang Lin looked at Zheng Zhe with admiration, "If I can participate in your operation, I will definitely benefit from it for life."

Zheng Zhe frowned, thought about the surgery he was going to have tomorrow, and said, "Then do you know about PPPD surgery?"

"I know, it is a duodenectomy, which is mainly used for patients with cancer in the middle and lower segments of the common bile duct or malignant tumors of the duodenum."

"Very well, do you know the difference between PPPD and whipple?"

"Eh?" Fang Lin was a little at a loss, seeming to know but not knowing.

"Is this question difficult?"

"It's not difficult." Fang Lin shook his head in denial, and then suddenly he remembered the answer, "The difference between the two lies in whether to keep the pylorus or not."

(End of this chapter)