The Surgeon's Studio

1797 Chapter 1797: bad Typhoon and big ego

In the changing room of the operating theater.

When professor Zhang walked in, he heard a loud noise coming from inside.

“Why do you think the shop owner is so scary?”

“It might be an emergency rescue.”

“Boss, don’t you have an assignment to do? Why did he still insist on performing the surgery? Old Liu, I’m telling you, it’s so exciting to operate on patients with the boss at the same time!”

“Fugui ‘er, we might be late. Hurry up. Don’t be late and get scolded by boss Zheng again. The boss usually has a good temper, but his temper during the emergency treatment ... Hehe. “

Professor Zhang furrowed his brows and walked into the changing room.

The bald Liu Zewei had already changed his clothes. He wasn’t wearing a hat or a mask, and he was waiting for professor Rudolph Wagner.

The professor was wearing his pants, and his thick body hair made him look like a bear wriggling in the operating room.

Liu Zewei saw an old doctor walk in. He knew that it must be the professor from 912 “s family. Generally, those who came for in – Service training were middle – aged doctors in their thirties who had requirements for their skills and had high expectations for the future.

He was considered one of the older in – Service training doctors, and it was basically impossible for there to be anyone in their fifties who came for in – Service training.

He smiled at professor Zhang and nodded slightly to express his goodwill.

“Fugui, hurry up. Boss Zheng’s noodles are probably already open.” Liu Zewei continued to urge professor Rudolf Wagner.

“What the hell are you doing?” The professor said unhappily,”it’s already very fast. You didn’t see it. I rushed over with a long spear. It’s hard for old nose.”

“What are you doing ...” Professor Zhang still did not understand why Boss Zheng insisted on carrying out interventional angiography.

If that was the case, he would have to wear a lead coat when he performed surgery.

The lead coat that weighed several dozen pounds would definitely have a fatal blow to the stability and accuracy of neurosurgery microsurgeries.

“Boss Zheng said that the patient is suspected to have intracranial hemorrhage, and we can’t explore it like we do with surgery. He wants us to do angiography while he performs the surgery.” Liu Zewei said politely.

Professor Rudolf Wagner changed his clothes, and Liu Zewei handed him a hat and a mask. The two of them put it on as they walked toward the operating room.

Before Liu Zewei left, he even greeted them politely.

Professor Zhang looked at the back of the man leaving and was stunned.

Cerebral hemorrhage? Could it be that his heart stopped beating and his blood was heaping? In addition, the epineurium and lung also needed heminification, and cerebral hemorrhage was one of the complications.

Really F * cking hell!

This kind of patient really had a lot of trouble!

Professor Zhang was a little upset. Even though the bleeding had nothing to do with his surgery, he hated all risks and uncertainties.

After going through cardiac arrest, heart failure, bypass surgery, and smoke disease, he would still need to do it under intervention.

Professor Zhang couldn’t help but feel upset when he thought of these words.

He quickly changed his clothes, put on a cap and a mask, and walked into the corridor of the operating theater.

Several operating rooms were lit up, and he went straight to the hybrid operating room.

After entering the operation room, professor Zhang saw that professor Rudolf Wagner and Liu Zewei didn’t go in. Instead, they sat outside and watched.

“I told you it’s impossible for all three to operate at the same time,” professor Zhang thought. Calling people over was just a precaution!

It was just a precaution.

Speaking of which, boss Zheng’s Typhoon was getting worse and worse. It was fine if he had to perform surgery, but he still needed his own scrub nurse and anesthetist. This didn’t even count. Now, he had to have two professors of interventional disciplines following him outside.

He didn’t know Liu Zewei’s background. A domestic professor didn’t need to know.

However, professor Zhang knew of professor Rudolph Wagner. Everyone in 912 knew of his existence.

The Nobel Prize project, the professor at the University of Heisenberg in Germany, every name was like thunder to the ears.

But now, such a big professor was squatting outside waiting on him. The young people really had a big scene.

“Why didn’t you guys attack?” Professor Zhang said sarcastically.

That night, after being ravaged by Su Yun and Zheng Ren, professor Zhang was already drunk.

“I’m late. ” Professor Rudolf Wagner said in frustration,””I didn’t expect the boss to cook it by himself.”

Uh ... Professor Zhang quickly walked into the operating room and looked inside through the lead glass.

Even the circulating nurse was in the operating room, wearing lead clothes. There were not many people in the operation room, only three. However, the three of them were busy with their own things.

The person closest to the patient’s leg should be Su Yun, who was threatening to hit him. He faced the screen and performed an interventional angiography.

In the middle was Zhao Yunlong. With his large body and lead clothes, he looked like a warrior of steel.

There were three people at the front of the group. Two of them were anesthetists. One of them was looking at a ventilator and monitor, while the other was adjusting various parameters beside the epineurium machine.

Boss Zheng was performing the surgery while sitting, and no one could see him at all.

They’re really operating all three at the same time ... Professor Zhang was speechless.

“Liu, why do I feel like Brother Yun’s surgery is better than mine when I don’t usually see him doing it?” Professor Rudolf Wagner looked at the screen and spoke in disbelief.

Liu Zewei, who was standing behind professor Rudolph Wagner, was speechless.

Su Yun was rarely seen performing surgery, and she rarely even came to the hospital. She was like the most irresponsible doctor, disappearing after picking out a few people every day.

Boss Zheng didn’t care. He was very free and casual.

He had been on stage with Su Yun a few times, and he was the chief surgeon. However, she didn’t see how well he performed the surgery. She only felt that he was very casual and not as serious as boss Zheng.

But from the looks of it today, Su Yun’s surgery was really well done at the most critical moment!

Even though it was only a simple femoral artery puncture and encephalotomy, Su Yun performed it quickly and steadily.

In the blink of an eye, the guide wire was in position, and it was now moving along the catheter.

This must be a genius, Liu Zewei thought.

“Damn, he’s really bleeding!” Professor Rudolf Wagner suddenly shouted,”it just came out, not many!”

His loud shout interrupted Liu Zewei and professor Zhang’s wild thoughts.

The contrast agent that had spread out from the blood vessels had drifted far away, which meant that the blood vessels had just burst, and there was no large amount of blood in the skull, which led to increased intracranial pressure.

Professor Zhang was dumbfounded.

Was he really bleeding? However, judging by the time, when boss Zheng called the people from the interventional surgery to perform the surgery, there should not be any bleeding yet. Where did he get the confidence that the patient’s blood would definitely bleed after hepatilization?

“I’m late, I’m late. There’s a patient down there who’s restless, I’m really sorry. ” A voice came from the door.

President Shao from the neurosurgery department rushed in and was stunned when he saw that the airtight lead door was tightly closed and he could not enter.

Then, his eyes were glued to the screen.