Dr. Wang, who did not expect the leader to come back, was so surprised that he could only report in a stuttering voice: "Director Tang, they themselves performed puncture and drainage of the ventricular hematoma on the patient in our hospital."
Hearing his subordinate's words, Director Tang had a question: "Didn't he say he was a physician?"
Can a physician do his own work without waiting for him, the director of neurosurgery, to come back?
"It's a physician." Dr. Wang was sure of this, because Xin Yanjun's hand holding the knife was trembling at first.
“Can physicians perform lateral ventricular puncture and drainage themselves?”
"Yes -" Dr. Wang didn't know how to explain this situation.
"Did you help them?" Director Tang asked.
"No." Dr. Wang denied that he was unable to help and did not have the ability to help.
Director Tang thought about it. How could Dr. Wang, who had just been here a year, have the guts to do this kind of work? It can only be said that the people of the National Association were messing around.
"How is the condition of the injured after the puncture?" Director Tang continued to ask. If the puncture was done in their hospital, don't die in their hospital.
In this regard, Dr. Wang reported truthfully: "For the time being, the situation seems to be okay."
Director Tang heard his strange words and raised a question mark.
"They penetrated the hematoma area." Dr. Wang said.
Director Tang was really surprised now: How could a physician puncture the hematoma like an experienced neurosurgeon? A neurosurgeon who can do this requires at least several years of clinical surgical experience.
"Pay attention to their operations." Director Tang gave the instruction. On the one hand, he wanted to know what kind of physician could do what even Dr. Wang couldn't do. Secondly, he was worried that the person operating on the opposite side was a blind cat.
A dead rat brings good luck, and the condition of the injured person suddenly changed.
It's not that neurosurgeons are afraid that they won't be able to stabilize the situation, and that success may only be a temporary result.
Director Tang's concerns were correct. Dr. Wang remembered the possible secondary supratentorial hernia and followed the leader's instructions to keep an eye on every move of the National Association personnel.
At the patient's bedside, Xin Yanjun and Yue Wentong observed the vital signs of the injured. Xie Wanying's hand continued to steady the puncture needle, carefully controlling the pressure to draw out the blood clot. It should not be drawn too fast to prevent the same thing as other neurosurgeons.
The possibility of displacement of other brain tissues was mentioned. After all, the injured person’s brain tissue was in a state of structural disorder due to previous injuries.
If she had been to a neurosurgery internship, she might be able to better understand the daily physiological state of the brain tissue and take measures to balance the cerebrospinal fluid. These cannot be learned in textbooks and need to accumulate experience in neurosurgery. At the same time, she is not like the squad leader.
Unlike Dr. Song, who is interested in the heart rather than the nervous system, she has not accumulated too much research and study data in this area before. As a result, she even admitted that she was not good at this aspect.
The squad leader is just an intern, and there is a gap between her level and Dr. Song's level. So the squad leader can't give her any advice. She can only hold on until Dr. Song comes.
In the eyes of others, Xie Wanying's hands holding the needle seemed to have turned into stone sculptures, motionless.
Xiao Yang looked down at his watch, counting in his mind how long she had maintained such an action. As a surgeon, he knew how difficult it was to maintain such an action.
For a young medical student to achieve this level, it must be said that his willpower is unparalleled.
