Guozhi is special. It is a cardiac hospital. Considering that extracorporeal circulation is not only used in surgeries, but also for the rescue of critically ill patients, it will train cardiac specialists to take charge. Guoxie's plan is similar to that of Guozhi.
"Did you get the informed consent form for surgery signed by your family members?" Now that the students were here, Cao Zhao asked about business.
This shows that the dispute between Brother Shenxian and Brother Cao just now was actually about deciding who to call for help. Before calling, they need to wait for the family members to agree to the operation. It must be a big deal to find someone to help with such a difficult operation.
Dude, you can't let the big boss go back to the hospital in vain.
"The family agreed, Teacher Cao." Xie Wanying answered seriously.
"I'll make the call." Upon hearing the news, Cao Yong responded very quickly and walked two steps away to make the call.
Cao Zhao put his hands in the pockets of his white coat and stood there waiting for his brother to finish the call.
Without a good anesthesiologist in place, there is no need to think about this operation, because the child may not be able to survive it.
Xie Wanying stood nearby, and Liu Jingyun, who was communicating with her junior sister on the other side of the phone, were anxiously waiting for the news.
"Dad, this is a Norwood surgery, and the patient is a newborn who is just two days old. They said that no one in Shou'er can afford the anesthesia for this surgery now, and they need to ask Dr. Ye to come back to the hospital to help." Cao Yong said.
Listening to this, Xie Wanying thought that Senior Brother Cao was talking to her father on the phone, and she couldn't tell what kind of person Senior Brother Cao's father would be.
(Cao Yudong: You and I have met before.)
"I understand. You need to ask your mother to go back to the operating room for help." Cao Yudong took the microphone and listened to his youngest son's message. He looked at his wife, Dr. Ye, who was sitting on the sofa.
Dr. Ye, who was munching melon seeds, narrowed his eyes with laughter after receiving the look from her husband: "Did Cao Yong call? Did he ask me to help him?"
The wife's smug tone probably meant she was thinking of "taking revenge" on her younger son.
"It's Cao Zhao's surgery." Cao Yudong told his wife that it was not his younger son but his second son who was asking for help.
"Same. It's Cao Yong calling." Doctor Ye pursed his lips.
Cao Yudong did not argue with his wife and said to his youngest son: "Your mother will go back to the hospital to help. You send the child to the operating room. She drives by herself, and the journey to Shouerhua doesn't take long."
She listened to her husband help her make the decision, and Dr. Ye had no objection. She is also a doctor and can go wherever and whenever the patient needs it.
"What kind of surgery?" Dr. Ye asked.
"Norwood surgery." Cao Yudong hung up the phone and discussed the case seriously with his wife.
"Has Cao Zhao ever had this surgery?" Dr. Ye recalled his son's experience.
"I should have seen him when he went abroad to study."
"I remember there are not many doctors at home and abroad who can do this surgery."
To be precise, it's not not much, it's very little.
Dr. Ye blinked as if he remembered this and said to her husband: "Do you want to follow? Are you sure Cao Zhao can handle it alone?"
The sons are not young doctors who have long been responsible for it. Cao Yudong said: "They will call me if they need it. Now the person they are looking for is you and not me. It means that the dilemma of the operation is anesthesia."
Hearing what her husband said, Dr. Ye was happy. She pointed at her husband and said, "Let's see, who is more important in the end? My anesthesia is the most important."
