Thoracic surgery, like neurosurgery, was one of the signs of a hospital's maturity many years ago.

In the selection of tertiary hospitals, it is important to have these departments and what surgeries they can perform.

The Department of Chest Medicine has never been a small department.

A second-class hospital, or even a hospital that can perform surgery, has general surgery, but most small hospitals do not have thoracic surgery.

Listen to what Mr. Wu said is simple, take out the fetus, and then do a thoracic operation...... Is that thing just said to be done?

For a 26-week fetus, the normal standard is 28-34 cm. and the size of a small doll, I can't do laparoscopic treatment at all, I'm afraid that a poke card will poke the fetus to the heart.

Even if it is a large open chest, the surgical incision of 20 cm for adults is large enough, and when converted to a fetus, it is less than 4 cm.

And that's not even the hardest!

Xue Chunhe realized in a trance that Teacher Wu was going to "stuff" the child back after the operation, which meant that the connection between the fetus and the mother could not be broken. If it cannot be severed, it means that the surgical field of surgery is quite limited.

The incision of 4cm also depends on the position, and you don't have to think about it to know that this surgery can't be done.

The first burst of pain, Xue Chunhe and the two villains in his heart were fighting.

If you don't do it, it has nothing to do with the hospital. As long as you take good care of the pregnant woman in the hospital, seize the time to communicate, persuade you to be discharged from the hospital automatically, and go to the imperial capital and the magic capital to see, the sophomore medical college has no responsibility.

Even if he knew that he was telling a lie, he knew that the imperial capital and the demon capital would not have anything to do.

If you do it, the above steps are just Xue Chunhe's idea of such a "layman", and he already feels that it is more difficult than ascending to the sky. There are more details that I can't think of.

Fortunately, Mr. Wu said no, this conclusion is in line with Xue Chunhe's clinical cognition, otherwise I don't know what my three views will be broken into.

"Knock knock~" There was a knock on the door, and Wang Zhimin stood at the door with a man with a blue nose and swollen face.

"Come in and sit. Xue Chunhe said.

Wang Zhimin led the man in, moved a chair for him, and sat opposite.

"I'm Xue Chunhe, the dean in charge of clinical practice, and you know everything today. Xue Chunhe asked.

"Dean Xue, you're bothered. The man's face was bruised and his eyes were a little sloppy, but it could be seen that he was well educated, and he was still polite at such a time when he was communicating completely by instinct.

"It's fine. Xue Chunhe said, "Recently, you went to the imperial capital and Xiangjiang with the inspection materials." ”

The man nodded, tears welling up in his eyes.

Several doctors did not persuade him, and it was good to have a way to pour out his emotions at this time. I'm not afraid that he will cry, but I am afraid that he will not cry.

was silent and cried, and the man didn't wipe away his tears, just let the tears wash away his bitterness, grievances, and countless blocks over and over again.

After a few minutes, the man said in a hoarse voice, "We are college classmates, and we will be fine when we go to school." At that time, I was ignorant and had a miscarriage. After graduating and getting married, our family was not rich and could not help much. We didn't want to have children first, and we had two more miscarriages. ”

The man whispered that he was not talking about the past, but about reminiscing.

"In recent years, we have had some money, bought a house in the provincial capital, and our lives have begun to stabilize, so we are thinking about having children. But my wife had a habitual miscarriage, and every time she couldn't keep it. ”

"She stopped menstruating six months ago, and we didn't care about it at the time. At that time, we had no hope of having children, it was fate. But this time the child was kept, and when I knew about it, my lover didn't sleep all night. ”

"My lover also wants to have a child, you don't know, when she first knew that she had a child and still retained, she was happy like something. I took the test strip every day, and looked at the test strip and giggled happily. ”

The man had countless words to say in his heart, as if he was explaining his past history to the doctors present, and like talking and reminiscing to himself.

His eyes were slightly dilated, and he said softly.

"For a month or two before I had an accident, I would be dragged to the community park for a walk every morning and evening. I think she's like walking a dog, she almost didn't give me a leash. I am also happy and always touch her belly and talk to the child. ”

"No matter how busy the company is, walking in the morning and evening and talking to the children are indispensable, and there is really no way. The man's face was full of tears, but when he thought of those days, he was filled with a happy smile.

Every day she buys all kinds of baby products, and the house is already full. When I wasn't at home, she touched her stomach and talked to the child. When she first knew that there was something wrong a while ago, her emotions collapsed directly. ”

"Alas......"

"She's not mentally ill, she's too desperate to have children. Once we watched a news that a mother had brain cancer, refused treatment, and waited for the child to reach 38 weeks of pregnancy after a caesarean section, and the postpartum examination showed that she had advanced cancer and soon died. ”

"My wife said she would do the same. As long as the child can be well, anything will do. ”

The man's narration was very flat, but as he spoke, the tears that had just stopped flowed again.

"Today she really wants to die, not to scare people. I know her temper, and yesterday I flew back from Xiangjiang and had the courage to tell her about the advice of the doctors at Xiangjiang Sanatorium & Hospital. ”

"She didn't cry, she really didn't cry, she kept laughing. ”

"I'm not afraid of her crying, but she keeps laughing, laughing all the time, and I panic when I laugh. ”

"Please, doctor, don't let us go, save my love. ”

"I know there's no way, but I ...... But I ......."

The more the man spoke, the more confused he became, the more he spoke, and there was no glimmer of brilliance in his eyes, as dim as a dead fish thrown ashore.

No amount of tears could wash away the gloom in his eyes.

Only the men's sobs kept ringing in the office, and everyone else sat or stood silently.

A weak breath permeated the office, making people feel tightness in their chests and unable to breathe.

Always comforting, often helping, occasionally healing. The epitaph of Dr. Trudeau, who is buried on the shores of Lake Sapolanac in northeastern New York, vividly describes the doctor's helplessness.

But in the face of the man in front of them, everyone knows that comfort is useless.

A home, a small home that has been built after several years of hard work, is likely to become fragmented.

It is no longer a question of whether to induce labor or not, there are big doubts about whether the couple can survive and whether they will have a mental breakdown.

The atmosphere was oppressive, and even breathing became more difficult. Every sobbing of the man weighed on everyone's hearts, turning into layers of blocks, which could not be cleansed.