Soon, it was dawn.

But the brightness of the morning light outside the window could not erase the gloom in Zhao Wenhua's heart.

The patient's condition is still not good, and it can only be regarded as improvised.

After a ward round, the director will make treatment recommendations to the patient. With Director Kong's character, he would definitely recommend transferring to the Department of Thoracic Surgery for thoracoscopic exploration of hemostasis.

Zhao Wenhua is very entangled, if he insists on it, he can still bear it. But the basis of this operation is that the patient will get better and better, if you really imagine that the pressure in the chest cavity is high, but you can't get the blood vessels to stop the bleeding......

He didn't dare to think about it anymore.

These things are really in a dilemma and tangled.

Forget it, leave it to fate.

As time passed, the daytime hustle and bustle appeared in the corridor. Doctors and nurses go to work, change clothes, and watch patients on the front line of the shift.

Zhao Wenhua just sat in the ward, staring at the numbers on the monitor in a daze.

Before you know it, after a few hours, the high pressure on the monitor has changed from 80 mm Hg to 70 mm Hg.

It's just that the decline is relatively slow, and Zhao Wenhua gradually accepted this reality and didn't find it at the first time.

Boiling frogs in warm water is basically similar to Zhao Wenhua's current situation.

handed over the shift, Zhao Wenhua did not participate, and he didn't even know. People in their forties, after staying up all night, the whole person's reaction slows down, and many things can only rely on instinct.

During the rounds, he was still sitting on a stool and looking at the monitor.

Director Kong led people to round the room, and as soon as he came in, he saw Zhao Wenhua tired and looking at the monitor.

Zhao Wenhua did not participate in the shift, and Director Kong guessed that there was a problem. When it came to this patient at the time of the shift, Director Kong deepened his judgment.

After coming in, when I saw Zhao Wenhua like this, I basically didn't run away.

Director Kong came to understand the patient's situation, but did not say anything in front of the bed, just nodded and turned to go out.

After all, interventional surgery is minimally invasive, and patients with fever, nausea, vomiting, and pain after surgery are normal reactions, and there are few emergencies such as bleeding.

The subordinate professors also responded to the changes in their condition, and they didn't need Director Kong to put their beaks too much.

When he returned to his office, he saw Zheng Ren and Su Yun standing at the door waiting for him, so he smiled and said to Dr. Shen, "Call Professor Zhao to my office." ”

With that, he opened the door and entered.

"What's the matter?" Director Kong sat down and asked with a smile.

"Director Kong, Dr. Mehal from Sweden wants the airport in the afternoon, who will pick him up from the hospital. Zheng Ren didn't speak, it was Su Yun who asked.

"Vice President Yuan led the team, and everyone went together. Director Kong said.

Zheng Ren felt that the momentum was a little big, and he was a little unaccustomed to it.

In his thoughts, he should pick it up by himself, arrange it in his own hospital bed or special needs ward when he comes back, hurry up to finish the operation, hurry up and tell Dr. Mehal about the progress of the TIPS operation, and see what the old doctor thinks.

But it's basically impossible to live in a regular room with your own hospital bed. At least it's a chartered ward, or maybe it's something else you can't think of.

It's just a huge welcome, Zheng Ren feels so embarrassed.

However, the hospital is so arranged, and I can't jump out and make irresponsible remarks. If that's really the case, I guess I won't be able to get along.

Seeing that Zheng Ren was smiling reluctantly, Director Kong said, "Sit down and say." ”

"Boss Zheng, this matter is at your level, so I don't think anything. But the hospital still attaches great importance to it. After all, Dr. Mehal is a leading figure in the treatment of heart disease, a Nobel Prize judge, and a very important one. Director Kong said: "If you don't pay attention to it, I'm afraid it will have a bad impact." ”

Zheng Ren thought to himself that if there was an accident during the operation, it would have a bad effect.

But he just slandered this in his heart and didn't say it.

"Young people, learn to accept. Director Kong said, "This is also the hospital's love for you." No one can guarantee that there will be no accidents. If Dr. Mehal were in Sweden and you flew over for surgery, it would be fine. However, when you fly to our 912 for surgery, the hospital also has to bear the corresponding responsibilities and obligations. ”

Zheng Ren smiled, Director Kong was telling the truth.

As he was talking, Zhao Wenhua knocked on the door and came in, carrying the patient's piece in his hand.

"Xiao Zhao, what's the matter with your patient?" Director Kong leaned back in his chair with a serious expression, and when he spoke to Zheng Ren, he was like two people.

"Director, I did ...... yesterday" Zhao Wenhua came in and saw Zheng Ren and Su Yun there, and he felt tired for a while. Originally, I was going to tell Director Kong directly that the patient would be transferred to the general chest for surgery. But when he saw Zheng Ren's honest face, he changed his mind for no reason.

He described the condition once, and finally repeated it twice, and the patient is now in stable condition.

"Drainage 800ml, now the closed tube state, is it still stable?" Su Yun couldn't help but sneer.

Trained in cardiothoracic surgery, he is really sensitive to closed thoracic drainage. Then there is the cough of the patient, which is also very sensitive. Even the patient's cough can determine how much phlegm there is, what is the location, and what kind of force can be used to buckle the back so that the viscous phlegm can be discharged smoothly.

Closed tubes, which means that there is too much blood in the chest cavity, can be drawn out all at once, causing mediastinal flutter and possible cardiac arrest.

"The patient's blood pressure has stabilized. Zhao Wenhua said coldly.

"Is it stable? Why didn't I see it. Su Yun had just heard Zhao Wenhua's report on his medical history, and he had already judged some clues.

Zheng Ren also judged this way, and also judged Zhao Wenhua's luck psychology. Is this going to get away with it? It's possible, but it's not very likely.

He pondered for a while, recalled the previous film, stood up silently, and pulled Su Yun away.

Director Kong was relieved, but Boss Zheng was sensible and didn't cause trouble for himself. Persuade Zhao Wenhua, if there is a problem to solve the problem, how did you get this product? Why are there so many problems in the recent surgery and diagnosis and treatment?

"Xiao Zhao, ......"

While Director Kong and Zhao Wenhua were talking, Zheng Ren and Su Yun left the office and walked to the ward.

"Boss, Zhao Wenhua is cowardly. Su Yun said disdainfully.

"Go and see the patient. Zheng Ren was very steady and whispered. He had a judgment on the patient's condition in his heart, and he went to take a look, just to get the confirmation of the big pig's trotters.

Entering the ward, Zheng Ren glanced at the patient. The several diagnoses given on the system panel are basically imaginable. There was just one diagnosis that clarified the conjecture in the mind - the rupture of the 10th intercostal artery in the right side.

And sure enough, it was!

Not a general venous hemorrhage, but a ruptured intercostal artery!