Chapter Twenty-Six: Wood Show in the Forest
The news that the little girl was not doing well spread far and wide, and even alarmed the old dean who had already fallen asleep. The entire Peking University Hospital www.biquge.info was like a great enemy in an instant, and one professor after another rushed to the hospital from home, even if it was not the daughter of Director Zheng, this matter was not trivial.
Although everyone is very hostile to this Chinese who has risen all the way, they still admire his ability in terms of medical skills. I have been practicing medicine for three years, and it is already the fourth year, and there are few surgeries that Wu Yanqing can't handle except for incurable diseases!
So...... How could it be that the horse stumbled in the face of this little appendicitis? Fools know that this is not so simple, but the little girl's symptoms came so without warning. But Professor Wu is the attending doctor of the little girl!
Everyone looked at Wu Yanqing with strange faces, sympathy, schadenfreude, ridicule, and good show, and so on.
This sudden medical accident made Wu Yanqing's face a little embarrassed, he looked at the little girl in a coma in silence, raised his head, and his expressionless eyes swept over the professors around him, and the people who were stared at by Wu Yanqing avoided their eyes one after another, this matter was obvious, someone was targeting Wu Yanqing. But now that the old dean is present, everyone must give the old man a few thin noodles that have not been demolished.
Wu Yanqing didn't hesitate, he also knew that someone was targeting him, but now was not the time to pursue this, but to deal with the little girl's problem immediately. I didn't have time to change my clothes, so I put on simple gloves and began to check the little girl's body.
The little girl's mesangial appendix was loosened, causing massive bleeding from the mesangial vessels. Caused by abdominal pain and bloating, hemorrhagic shock is now in critical condition if emergency surgery is not performed to stop the bleeding in time.
"Damn, Professor Wu, what the hell is wrong with my daughter?" Zheng Yuanhuan hurried over from home, and when he saw his daughter who had fallen into a coma and her life characteristics were slowly passing, he was furious.
The bleeding is getting worse and worse, and there is no time to delay. He had already sensed that something was wrong with this matter, the appendix mesangium ligation was accurate, and those with mesangial hypertrophy should be ligated in separate bundles, and the ligature line should be at a certain distance from the severed mesangial margin, and the mesangial ligature should be cut in time and not pulled again to avoid loosening. It was because he had the best control of this distance in Peking University Hospital, and the old dean was willing to cultivate Wu Yanqing, that he entrusted him with this burden.
At that time, Kim so-joo was also amazed when she saw the little girl's stitched surgical threads.
But who would have thought ..... It seems that someone can't wait to put Wu Yanqing to death.
"Immediately go to the blood bank to get the matching blood and prepare for the operation."
Wu Yanqing has never had this kind of problem in so many years of medical practice, let alone this kind of small problem, he never jokes about patients. But no one seemed to want him!
"Professor Wu, I think you should be exempted, an ordinary case of appendicitis will actually have complications in your hands."
"You are not suitable for this operation, and you are an important person responsible for this accident."
"It can't be a personal vendetta, right?"
"Director Zheng has praised his medical skills in public more than once. How is it possible to declare a personal vendetta? ”
"Isn't it? I don't know what I'm doing in the office every day with other people's little Idols, how can I have the mood and time to check on patients? ”
"Is there such a thing? It's too much, it's too much! ”
Hearing these gossips, Wu Yanqing, who was speechless, fell heavily on the aluminum alloy guardrail of the hospital bed.
The knife is the sharpest in a few words, and the old dean's face is a little unsightly, but he never suspects Wu Yanqing. It's just a little sighing, is the hospital rotten to this point now? He gradually felt a little overwhelmed.
Wu Yanqing was indifferent, but the blue tendons on his forehead were enough to prove that he was not so calm at the moment.
"That's enough." Zheng Yuanhuan roared: "I believe in Professor Wu's medical skills, and I believe that no one will joke about his future and the reputation of the hospital, and I would rather believe that no one will treat my daughter's life as a child's play." ”
Zheng Yuanhuan's face was not sad or happy, but his bloodshot eyes showed his anger, he glanced at Wu Yanqing deeply, and then said, "But Professor Wu, you are no longer suitable to be in charge of this operation." ”
Wu Yanqing let go of his hand and walked out silently.
Everyone felt relieved, there were three or four of them who were old seniors in Peking University Hospital, and they had dedicated their lives to Peking University Hospital, but... A hairy boy like Wu Yanqing wants to be on an equal footing with them for just four years, where do they put their old faces? Anyway, seeing Zheng Yuanhuan's attitude towards Wu Yanqing at this moment, the only sympathy left on Wu Yanqing was also in vain.
"Young people are just too impatient."
"It's not steady at all."
"Old professor, you're still in charge."
"Okay, it's too late to explain and prevaricate, send it to the operating room."
The nurses immediately pushed the little girl out, and the old professor went to the office to prepare. The old dean invited Zheng Yuanhuan, who looked gloomy, to wait in his office, but Zheng Yuanhuan refused without hesitation.
She's just such a daughter. He wanted to give her everything, including his own life, but there were people who didn't take his life seriously.
Zheng Yuanhuan's attitude towards Wu Yanqing and even the old dean, those professors with different thoughts, and the resident doctors who are about to evaluate the professor doctors are all in their eyes.
"This ......" When everyone was almost about to leave the ward, someone suddenly exclaimed.
"What's wrong?"
"Uh......"
The crowd was stunned, then frightened.
The guardrail that Wu Yanqing was holding just now was seriously deformed at this time, and a palm print was clearly left on it.
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Wu Yanqing sat motionless in his office like a sculpture.
There is nothing wrong with the fight in the workplace, he is not afraid of these, but why joke with the patient's life, if the little girl is bleeding too much, even if she sits in the position of professor doctor, can she feel at ease?
"Professor Wu, Professor Wu, the operation is over, and the little girl is out of danger."
Wu Yanqing moved, Jin Xiuzhu clearly saw that Wu Yanqing was relieved, and she wanted to stop talking.
Something like this happened, coupled with Wu Yanqing's popularity in the hospital, the old dean who was about to retire spoke softly, and Jin Xiuzhu was gloomy for a while.
I'm afraid Professor Wu won't be sitting in this position for long.
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"Check, let people check, how could Yanqing be negligent and do such a thing? Eighty percent of them were framed by someone. The old dean was also furious, he was still the director of Peking University Hospital, but some people no longer took him seriously.
"Old Dean, I've already ordered it to go down, but..."
"But what?"
"The CCTV (monitors) leading to Intensive Care Unit 1 on the sixth floor are broken."
"Broken?"
"It's broken."
The old dean muttered, "Then it's really... It's broken. ”
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The plot is beginning to unfold, and it's time for a wave of fish balls. Ahh