After the first surgery, Zhao Yuan and his team soon welcomed another critically ill patient.
The patient's injury was on his head and he was dripping with blood.
The patient was having dinner with his friends, and a controversial topic came up. He was drunk, and the two parties got into a fight.
The other party took a beer bottle and hit it on the patient's head.
The patient became incontinent on the spot...
The most fearful thing about encountering patients in the emergency department is incontinence.
Other treatment groups can handle general craniocerebral injuries. For patients with such serious injuries, they need to apply for multi-department linkage.
However, Xie Changtian thought about handing it over to the eighth treatment team first and letting Zhao Yuan train his troops.
Zhao Yuan made a detailed examination and then ordered the nurse to push the patient for four examinations.
His attitude was clear, eight groups could perform this operation.
"Severe craniocerebral injuries are not generally difficult. Life or death depends on fate. The patient is lucky to be able to reach the hospital alive." Sun Liang said with emotion.
"With a disease like this, it is very likely that you will die on the operating table. If you are rescued, you may become a vegetative state." Qin Yi said solemnly with a straight face.
Qin Yi has a straightforward character.
It's a shame I didn't say this in front of the patient's family.
Otherwise, the patient's family will inevitably collapse.
While Zhao Yuan was doing the examination, a group of people poured into the emergency center, including friends who were having dinner together, family members of the patients, and family members of the injured person.
"Doctor, is there still hope?" A woman stopped Jiang Jing, her eyes red.
"I can't give you an accurate answer. I have to rescue you first." Jiang Jing sighed secretly.
He was new to the emergency surgery department and was not used to the feeling of being stared at.
In cardiothoracic surgery, there are not many opportunities for doctors to have contact with patients’ families.
In emergency departments, doctors and patients' family members are often present at the same time. Doctors must not only observe the patient's condition, but also learn to avoid interference from family members.
"Doctor, please be sure to cure my husband. If something happens to him, our family will be completely destroyed." Another woman suddenly rushed towards Jiang Jing.
Jiang Jing was a little confused...
Zhang Qinmo observed this detail and reminded Jiang Jing from the side, "One is the wife of the patient, and the other is the wife of the person who hurt others."
Jiang Jing suddenly realized.
The two women looked at each other and started bickering.
"We usually call each other brothers, so why do you do this so cruelly?"
"My husband was acting in self-defense. It was your husband who did it first."
"He just pushed me. Your husband smashed beer bottles."
"Pushing? Why did I hear that he pushed the chair first?"
"You vixen, you talk nonsense."
"Who are you calling a vixen? You are the coquettish one. No one in the community knows that you wear red underpants. Three of them are hung on the window balcony every day. When the wind blows, they flutter like flags in the wind."
"I have the freedom to wear whatever color I like. No matter how I wear it, it's better than your father-in-law picking up the ashes."
Although the battles between women are not as bloody as those between men, they are extremely harsh and aggressive.
There were all kinds of patients in the emergency surgery. Several patients with myocardial infarction clutched their chests and turned pale.
Zhao Yuan glanced at the two women and told Sun Liang, "Separate them."
Sun Liang walked over and didn't know what he said. The two women became silent for a moment, then wiped their tears and had no intention of bickering loudly. Even their cries were suppressed.
Qin Yi was puzzled, "Dr. Sun, what did you say to stop the war so quickly?"
Sun Liang smiled proudly, "I said, the patient is dying, please contact the funeral home immediately. The patient's wife was shocked, and the wife of the injured person also realized the seriousness. If the patient dies, his husband will be a murderer.
Even if they are not sentenced to death, they will have to sit in jail for a long time. One will be a widow, and the other will be a living widow. Neither of them is in the mood to fool around."
Qin Yi couldn't laugh or cry, "You are also quite wicked!"
Sun Liang shook his head and sighed, "I'm just telling the truth. The patient's condition is very serious. Fortunately, the doctor on board handled the situation well. Otherwise, he might have run out of breath in the ambulance."
Qin Yi frowned, "Can I be saved?"
Sun Liang licked his lips in the direction of Zhao Yuan, "It's not a big problem! After all, we have a master who has zero fatalities."
Qin Yi heard others say that Zhao Yuan's current treatment success rate has reached an astonishing 100%.
Not to mention emergency surgery, even in general surgery, no one can guarantee a 100% success rate.
A success rate of more than 80% is already a good figure.
Of course, many people think that the reason why Zhao Yuan has such a terrifying success rate is related to the fact that he has just started working and the number and difficulty of the operations are not high.
However, Zhao Yuan has just started working and has participated in many level 4 surgeries without any failure cases. This is an admirable statistic.
Moreover, Qin Yi had just performed an operation with Zhao Yuan and had already felt Zhao Yuan's strong field control ability.
Despite the curse, the wife of the person who caused the injury still went to the window to pay.
Although there are problems on both sides of the fight, the injured person still deserves sympathy due to emotional reasons.
The treatment team gets ready.
Zhao Yuan explained the general idea to everyone.
Jiang Jing took a deep breath. Although her basic skills were solid, she had rarely done any surgery involving outside the brain.
However, he was full of expectations.
Isn’t this the purpose of joining the eight treatment groups?
He wants to try multiple fields and become an all-rounder.
The operation begins.
Zhao Yuan ordered Jiang Jing to prepare the skin.
Jiang Jing slipped the skinning knife away.
The emergency surgery was too late to wait for the hospital's professional barber to arrive, so Sun Liang was responsible for shaving the patient's hair.
Although the bleeding on the patient's head has stopped, care must be taken when shaving to avoid wounds.
Sun Liang's craftsmanship is good.
Soon the patient's head turned into a smooth braised egg.
People began to gather outside to watch the surgery again.
Some people came to see the surgery, and some came to see Zhao Yuan.
Zhao Yuan didn't have so many thoughts and was highly focused.
Brain injuries are not uncommon in emergency surgery and are extremely scary.
The most dangerous thing is internal disability.
There is a tough outer membrane between the brain tissue and the outside world. When a blood vessel ruptures, the blood bursts out and cannot break out of the meninges, turning it into a sharp liquid.
The brain tissue is very fragile and will collapse wherever the blood hits it.
This destruction is organic, in other words, irreparable.
Even if a piece of skin is missing the size of a fingernail, it can still be regenerated.
A piece the size of a sesame seed is missing from the brain, and it is very likely that an important function will be lost.
For example, if the part that manages the cavernous body is damaged, then you will only become a useless person who has no desires and desires and sighs with joy.
Zhao Yuan's speed of opening the skull is no different from Xia Tian's fruit knife to open the window of the watermelon to see whether it is ripe or not.
Jiang Jing recalled observing brain surgery during her college days.
The surgeon's skills at that time were not as good as those of Zhao Yuan.
That guy felt like he was cracking walnuts.
It is in sharp contrast to Zhao Yuan's elegant and dexterous style.
"Pay attention to the patient's vital signs." Zhao Yuan took the puncture needle from Bai Lu's hand.
His movements are very gentle, and he must be steady at this time. If he touches something, the patient may lose a certain function.
Jiang Jing sighed at Zhao Yuan's steadiness. The puncture needle did not shake at all. How much effort does it take to practice under the operating table to reach this level?
"He is indeed a master of surgery on the heart. He is as powerful as performing brain surgeries."
Zhao Yuan ordered the anesthesiologist, "Stabilize the patient's blood pressure and prepare to draw blood."
The anesthesiologist nodded and began the operation.
Aspiration, the blood is sucked out from the puncture needle.
Zhao Yuan was always observing vital signs and said thankfully: "Fortunately among the misfortunes, according to the vital signs, no brain tissue was damaged."
As the surgery progressed, no one was chatting anymore, everyone was performing their duties.
