The plane took off early, and it was still around 12 noon when we returned to China.
As soon as Yang Ping got off the plane, he took everyone to the department. At this time, Director Han and Professor Zhang were surrounding the computer, and Li Guodong was sitting next to the computer typing on the keyboard.
They all had black eyes. Did they stay up late for emergency surgery? Professor Zhang also came on stage?
Nowadays, the Institute of Surgery has patients of all kinds, but there are still relatively few emergency surgeries. Most of them are difficult and complicated diseases. Come here to try your luck.
Director Han looked up and saw Yang Ping and everyone coming in. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and sounded a little angry:
"Why don't you go back and rest? Go to work tomorrow!"
Professor Zhang looked at the time: "Are you coming to the department just after getting off the plane? Go back and rest."
"I slept for a few hours on the plane."
Yang Ping instantly felt like he was home. Familiar people and familiar scenes made his heart feel very warm.
"A patient with spontaneous hemorrhage in the conus medullaris developed paralysis and urinary and defecation problems. Mr. Zhang and I gave him emergency treatment in the middle of the night." Director Han explained why the two of them were so haggard.
The spinal angiography picture on the electronic screen shows a malformation of a blood vessel supplying the conus medullaris. This type of bleeding has the same principle as spontaneous bleeding from cerebral vascular malformation, but the difference is that it occurs in the spinal cord.
The conus medullaris happens to be the terminal part of the spinal cord. Once damaged, it will cause incontinence.
Therefore, this kind of spontaneous bleeding in the spinal cord requires emergency surgery once neurological symptoms appear.
Fortunately, Director Han, Mr. Zhang is in his eighties and cannot stand the wear and tear.
"Mr. Zhang, you should go back and rest," Director Han couldn't bear it.
He turned to Yang Ping and said, "I am determined not to let him come. This arrogant person just won't listen and insists on coming."
Mr. Zhang waved his hand: "It's okay. An eighty-year-old person is still afraid of sudden death?"
"Dr. Yang, are you all back?"
At this time, Director Tian Yuan walked into the office, and Yang Ping was surprised. Did Director Han bring Director Tian over to help?
"This patient is from my fellow villager. He couldn't be treated legally in the local hospital. He called me for help. After I saw the MRI, I felt that the situation was serious. I quickly contacted my local colleagues and sent an ambulance to transfer him across the province. He was transferred to our hospital.
Bian, thanks to the emergency treatment, otherwise once he was permanently paralyzed, his whole family would be completely destroyed."
When Director Tian, Tian Yuan, and Yang Ping first came here, he was leading the orthopedics team in trauma. Later, when a new orthopedics department was opened in Huaqiao Building, Director Han sent him to be the director.
This man was born in poverty, but he is a warm-hearted person who never forgets his roots. Some fellow villagers often come to him for medical treatment, and he is very caring, saying hello in various ways to save money. When encountering special difficulties, he will also help with some medical expenses himself.
Everyone got into their places and started looking for work.
Zhang Lin inevitably talked about his experience in Japan with those graduate students and graduate students, adding fuel to the fire and vividly, winning a lot of fans.
Song Zimo asked the junior doctor to push the medical record cart over. He read each one one by one, and then he and Xu Zhiliang went to the ward for a tour in advance.
Now that Yang Ping is back, Director Han has to work with him.
After the shift, Professor Zhang went back to rest.
Director Han and Yang Ping led everyone on ward rounds, handing over the shifts in detail one by one at the bedside.
After checking the room, Director Han couldn't hold on any longer and asked Yang Ping to persuade him to go back and rest.
After sorting through the new and old patients in the department, Song Zimo noticed Sisi's latest test results, frowned, then handed the report sheet to Yang Ping, and ordered Li Guodong to pull out Sisi's images.
Yang Ping frowned after reading the information. The situation was very bleak. The cancer cells had regrown and appeared in the images. There were also such stars on the heart.
Surgical methods, even focused ultrasound, can only treat the symptoms. This is a tumor, not another disease.
The wildfire never burns out, but the spring breeze blows it again.
This is the best portrayal of malignant tumors.
A seed that has not been eliminated can, given time, develop into a larger scale.
Therefore, malignant tumors are most afraid of metastasis. Once metastasized, it means that countless seeds are no longer controllable, and they may hide anywhere in the body.
Several times of Haifu Knife treatment temporarily stabilized Sisi's condition, but it was ultimately temporary.
"Do you need to come to Haifu Dao again? If necessary, I will contact Director Duan in advance."
Song Zimo was quite worried. The last checkup was fine, but this time there were such big changes.
Director Duan’s name is Duan Xiaoming, the director of the Haifu Surgery Department of Sanbo Hospital, nicknamed Duan Guangtou, and known as Brother Ming.
Baldhead is living a good life now. He studied Hai Fu Dao with Yang Ping for a while, mastered some real skills, and improved his Hai Fu Dao skills.
In particular, uterine fibroid removal has reached a whole new level, and there are no longer any messy complications like skin burning.
Removal of uterine fibroids requires no surgery, no bleeding, complete resection, and few complications.
This made Duan Xiaoming's reputation spread quickly. In addition to a large number of patients coming here, he was often invited by other hospitals to give lectures on flying knives.
Now the bald man is focusing on using the knife to remove uterine fibroids. With this unique skill, the department that has been on the verge of bankruptcy has become prosperous. Director Duan has made several reports to the Human Resources Department to recruit people to expand the team. p>
In and out of the hospital, as long as Duan Xiaoming is mentioned, he will know that he specializes in uterine fibroids, and uterine fibroids have become his business card.
"There is no better way now. We can only rely on Hai Fu Dao to barely control the condition, but --- this method won't last long. Please contact Director Duan and give us a free time. I will go see Sisi now." p>
Yang Ping put down what he was doing, he wanted to help this cute little girl and did his best.
Even in his heart, Sisi has become the embodiment of all the poor and helpless patients, who are waiting for the end of their lives on the edge or outside of medical protection.
"Big brother!"
Sisi is playing with a stuffed toy that Tang Fei brought back from Japan.
Her hair, because it was not damaged by chemotherapy and radiotherapy, became shinier, darker and thicker.
"The news is a bit bad. I have seen the film you reviewed. The cancer cells have regrouped and formed. You can see dots of lesions on the film. Until a better plan comes out, we can only perform another Haifu surgery."<
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And the smaller the lesion, the more difficult it is to carry out precise bombardment with the Haifu knife.
Yang Ping feels that it is better to communicate with her directly. Her calmness is better than that of most adults.
"Can you help me move it to the window?" Sisi picked up the cactus on the bedside table. The basin had been wiped clean.
There was a bright smile on her face, without any numbness or fatigue that often accompanies the faces of terminally ill patients, and the unique luster and roundness of a child could also be seen on her face.
Yang Ping moved the cactus to the window to let it receive as much sunlight as possible.,
"You know what? I like it because of its tenacious vitality and it can live well even in the desert."
"Well, it's a lot like our Sisi, not afraid of difficulties."
Yang Ping placed the potted plants and clapped his hands.
Sisi took out a book from the bedside and handed it to Yang Ping:
"I've finished reading the book you gave me."
This is what Yang Ping gave her---"Open a Heart".
The writings of Stephen Westa, the UK's leading cardiac surgeon.
Because at that time, Yang Ping vaguely predicted that her tumor would invade her heart. This examination confirmed Yang Ping's judgment. Tiny spots were already visible in the left atrium and left ventricle.
"Actually, I am lucky, because for a patient, the greatest luck is to meet the best doctor." Sisi has always been optimistic.
Yang Ping flipped through the book casually. This book was very old because he bought it from a senior for one dollar at the school's flea market when he was in college.
The night he bought the book, Yang Ping read the entire book in one sitting. From that time on, he truly strengthened his belief in becoming a doctor.
In the book, every patient is a story, sometimes sad and helpless, sometimes twists and turns, sometimes heart-wrenching.
Whether he is confident, frustrated, or helpless, the surgeon always tries his best because there is no other choice.
"Are you sad?" Sisi asked Yang Ping with a smile.
Yang Ping nodded: "A bit!"
Sisi smiled again, as if she was very relaxed: "You have forgotten the words in this book---get rid of empathy! Why should we get rid of empathy? My understanding is that empathy will make doctors lose their precious courage." p>
Yang Ping marveled at her reading and comprehension skills.
"Okay, it seems that your mood is very stable. My worries are unnecessary. Then let's arrange the next Haifu surgery? This time there is another target, the heart!" Although she is a child, Yang Ping put her
Be a friend and talk to her as an equal.
"Do you want to open my heart?" Sisi's mouth opened roundly.
Yang Ping shook his head: "No, it's not that exaggerated for the time being. Using the Haifu knife to aim at the heart and bombard it will be very risky."
"Sisi!"
The voice of Sisi's mother sounded in the corridor outside. She is now a nurse in the ward, assisting nurses in making beds and taking patients for examinations.
Sisi's father was arranged by Yang Ping to work as a driver for Boss Cheng.
For Sisi’s medical expenses, someone is always secretly transferring money into the account, so the couple is not under much financial pressure now.
Sisi made a gesture to silence her, and Yang Ping smiled knowingly.
"Dr. Yang, you're back. Did I interrupt your ward rounds?" Sisi's mother appeared at the door. When she saw Yang Ping, she felt sorry for disturbing the chat between Yang Ping and Sisi.
Yang Ping flashed the book in his hand and said, "It doesn't matter. I'll come over to see her and talk to her about this book."
"Oh, by the way, Uncle Belt called me not long ago. He is doing very well in Africa, but his skin has been tanned a lot. He said, you can definitely cure me, and let me rest assured and don't think about anything.
He also sent me photos and said he wanted to find a huge piece of gold as the background." Si thought of the phone call Hermès had not long ago.
This Hermes, after he was cured and discharged from the hospital, went to Africa. I heard that his gold mine was buried very shallow, the ore was good, and the purity was very high. It was not expensive to refine it, and he made a lot of money.
Not long ago, Hermès contacted Yang Ping and asked him if he needed scientific research funds.
This person is relatively bold and full of local tyrant flavor, but Yang Ping likes his character.
"Boss Wang called and said he wanted to make Sisi his goddaughter." Sisi's mother added.
Sisi shook her head: "Uncle Belt is very nice and interesting, but I don't want to be someone else's daughter. I only want to be the daughter of my parents."
It seems that while Hermès was in the hospital, he developed a relationship with Sisi.
Sisi's Haifu knife surgery this time was a little more difficult than the previous ones. The main target of the previous times was the liver, and there were no bones in the abdomen to block it.
This time the ultrasound scalpel is aimed at the heart, and at the location of the left atrium and left ventricle, no matter from front to back, but from back to front, the angle is not easy to find, and there are ribs, spine, and scapula blocking the focused ultrasound.
It's hard to function.
Yang Ping needs to plan the surgery plan carefully.
