"......" Director Qian was stunned for a moment.

Zhang Zimo shook his head, "Studying every day, the pressure is too great, and the whole person is going to collapse." ”

Looking at Zhang Zimo's appearance, Director Qian knew that if he changed himself, he might not be able to get through it.

"Zimo, so tired?" Director Qian asked with concern.

"Hmm. Zhang Zimo said, "Old money, the pressure on me is really great." Every morning, I work in English, and the doctors under my staff have higher education than me, and they have published a lot more SCI than me. You say, what do you think about changing you?"

Director Qian was secretly happy.

There must be a gain and a loss, Zhang Zimo rushed to Mr. Wu's place, now look at it, tired and become a dog. Empathize, Director Qian felt that his situation was okay.

"And that's not all. Zhang Zimo's words were finally able to be confided, which was also a way to relieve pressure.

"What's wrong?"

"Teacher Wu is really opening a new technique. Zhang Zimo said desperately, "Before I went, I thought that the reason why rare diseases are called rare diseases is because they are not common." ”

This sentence is the same as a tongue twister.

But Director Qian understood what Zhang Zimo meant, and there would not often be patients in the ICU who he couldn't solve and had to find Mr. Wu. After all, as the director of the nursing unit of a large tertiary hospital in the provincial capital, he must be good at treating all kinds of common serious diseases, as for rare diseases...... It depends on personal qualities.

"But do you know how long it has been? Mr. Wu first performed a small chest incision and transesophageal B-ultrasound-guided mitral valve clipping...... By the way, old money, you know this. ”

Director Qian nodded, indicating that he knew.

Mitral valve clamping has recently spread in the medical circle, and the idea of imagination has turned an impossible operation into a possibility, and the difficulty has been drastically reduced, and almost any "person" can do it.

Director Qian was also very emotional, Mr. Wu is really powerful.

But being the director of the ICU under him doesn't feel so good. The newly opened surgery will definitely have to face various problems. Is it possible that one patient is fine, two patients are fine, and there is too much to do?

Something will happen, even if Mr. Wu does it himself.

To say that the operation is not accidental, that is to do less.

This is where the role of the ICU comes in. After the operation, the patient is placed in the ICU, and no matter what happens, it is easily solved. Others don't know the difficulties here, but can Mr. Wu not know?

If the patient enters the ICU and the problem cannot be solved, of course, you can ask Mr. Wu. But if you ask too much, although Mr. Wu won't say anything, he will always leave the impression that his technical level is not good.

In time......

Zhang Zimo's pressure was really great, and Director Qian nodded.

"Do you know what new techniques Mr. Wu prescribed a few days ago?" asked Zhang Zimo.

"A new procedure has been opened again?!" Director Qian was a little surprised, "Isn't one mitral valve clip enough?" and I heard that Mr. Wu is doing public welfare surgery, 5,000 cases of congenital heart disease. ”

Director Qian opened his hand, and his five fingers were dangling brightly.

This is a big deal, 5,000 public welfare surgeries, which means 5,000 futures.

"It's a new technique. Zhang Zimo opened a bottle of Coke, drank half a bottle, and then sighed, "When I'm depressed, I want to drink something sweet." I was happy after drinking, but I was worried about blood sugar problems. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, what's the trick again?"

"Vegetative awakening. ”

“......”

"Surgical treatment of Alzheimer's disease. ”

“......”

"Old Qian, I'm bitter!" Zhang Zimo said bitterly, "Neurosurgery is all treated in the NICU, and I have little contact." If it is a general cerebral hemorrhage, I can treat it, follow it carefully. But Mr. Wu put a pacemaker in his brain, and the position is quite deep, and it is said that each position is specially calculated. I really don't know what the complications are. ”

Director Qian has a lot of affection.

"If it's another disease, I can't make a mistake when I look through the information and learn and treat it at the same time. But whether it's vegetative arousal or Alzheimer's disease treatment, I've never heard of it. ”

"And what do you do?"

"There is no way, we can only follow the analogy of brain pacemaker treatment for Parkinson's. ”

"Zimo, how is the effect of Mr. Wu's surgery?"

"The child in a vegetative state has woken up and has been recovering very quickly recently. Speaking of the patient's condition, Zhang Zimo was shocked, "The patient with Alzheimer's disease was transferred out after only a few hours in the ICU, and I see that the patient's sanity has recovered." ”

"Then what are you worried about, don't exhaust yourself. Director Qian persuaded, "Isn't there still Mr. Wu if there is something?" ”

"Old Qian, you don't know how much pressure Mr. Wu puts on me. Zhang Zimo said, "God knows what new techniques he will have in the future." ”

"Hahaha, what did you think when you were following the past?" said Director Qian with a smile.

"Hey, hey. Zhang Zimo also smiled.

After pouring out the distress in his heart, Zhang Zimo was much better, the two chatted while eating, and when it came to the affairs of the Sword Association Hospital, Zhang Zimo's words were obviously a lot.

Generally speaking, the work of the hospital has entered a plateau period after a period of rapid improvement of 3-5 years. The patients treated every day are almost the same, no different from life, much the same.

In the past, there was a lack of passion in my work, but working with Mr. Wu was like cheating every day, and the ST section was too high, and I really didn't know when I would suddenly have a heart attack.

While chatting, Director Qian's mobile phone rang.

"Boss Peng, what's the good thing about calling so late?" Director Qian asked with a smile.

"Old money...... I'm in trouble!" On the other side of the phone, Peng Peng said in a panic.

Something happened?!

Director Qian looked at the time with some confusion.

It's almost 8 p.m.

A doctor in the outpatient pain department, this point should not be in the hospital, it is an accident at home!

"Don't worry, hurry up and call 120, let's wait for you in the hospital!" Director Qian said immediately.

"I'm in the hospital, patient...... Decreased oxygen saturation and hazy consciousness...... The descent was fast!"

“......”

Director Qian and Zhang Zimo were stunned, Peng Peng is still in the hospital at this point?

Even if he dies of overwork in the hospital, no honor has anything to do with him...... I don't want this, what did Peng Peng do, the patient's blood oxygen saturation dropped, and his consciousness was hazy?

I just talked about it some time ago, isn't it a stellate ganglion block? A small means of local analgesia, the patient is going to fail, how to get it.

"Director, the patient's pupils are starting to dilate. ”

The voice of Peng Peng's assistant came faintly from the phone.

Zhang Zimo took out his mobile phone for the first time, and he instantly thought that neither he nor Director Qian were familiar with stellate ganglion block anesthesia, but Peng Peng was an old driver of Wanchang.

And now the situation is critical, and the only one who can solve the problem safely is Mr. Wu.

Although it is a little rude to call Mr. Wu like a summoning beast, no matter how much he talks about human life, he can't help but hesitate.