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He didn't expect that the young doctor Huang Lao chased after with a broom last year could even speak such a remote language as Finnish.

And it seems that not only will, but also be proficient and good at it.

It should be no problem for me to write a preoperative explanation in English, but ICU admission is always uncertain.

But seeing Zhou Congwen's expression and fluency in writing, it was hard for him to believe the judgment in his heart - Zhou Congwen had mastered a small language proficiently.

"Professor Zhou is really amazing. Not only does the operation well, but he is also proficient in foreign languages." The little nurse praised with starry eyes.

"It's hard for me to believe it, too." The chief resident of the ICU watched the director and Zhou Congwen leave together, presumably to explain before the operation, he hesitated, weighed the pros and cons but didn't follow.

Confession before the operation means a lot of trouble, and it is better to stay away if you can stay away, why bother to go up and cause trouble for yourself.

However, ICU patients are always curious about how Zhou Congwen will explain to the patient's family.

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In the confession room, Zhou Congwen looked at the patient's colleague opposite him and spoke in fluent Finnish.

The director of the ICU listened with dew on his face.

He judged from the expression of the patient's colleague that the other party did not approve of the operation at 912, but Zhou Congwen was still insisting, speaking faster and faster, with the illusion of bullying.

The director of the ICU started to feel a little worried. He heard Zhou Congwen speak fast, even a little fierce and domineering, so he poked Zhou Congwen and said in a low voice, "Professor Zhou, slow down, what are you talking about."

"He didn't agree to the operation, I asked him to sign, and he was responsible for all the consequences. He didn't dare." Zhou Congwen said.

Also... the director of the ICU sighed inwardly.

If other critically ill patients have no family members, it is the same in this situation. In short, they are afraid of taking responsibility.

I didn't expect this kind of thing to be the same no matter where it is.

Zhou Congwen communicated with the patient's colleagues again. His expression was serious and oppressive. The director of the ICU couldn't sense the youthfulness of a young doctor at all from Zhou Congwen.

After 5 minutes, the patient's colleague left without signing.

"Director Tao, sign before the operation and hand it over to the medical office, and let Dean Deng handle it together." Zhou Congwen handed the signature sheet to Director Tao of the ICU.

"..." Director Tao reluctantly accepted the signature form, "Professor Zhou, what did he say?"

"I went to contact the relevant experts and said that I need a consultation." Zhou Congwen said, "Let the hospital approve it. The patient's condition can't wait."

Generally, when there is no signature of the patient's family members, the procedure in the hospital is followed to make the hospital take responsibility.

But this patient is quite special, so Zhou Congwen specifically explained it to the patient's family.

Although the patient's colleagues did not sign, the process still has to go.

After handing over the signature sheet to Director Tao, Zhou Congwen hurried to the operating room.

After changing clothes and entering the operating room, Zhou Congwen heard Director Zou's voice from the Department of Anesthesiology.

"Old Huang, anesthesia is too difficult."

"Then it's numb." Huang Lao said, "You wait outside with someone."

"Mr. Huang, if the patient is agitated during local anesthesia, the operation cannot be performed. Look..."

"It's okay, Zhou Congwen and I will go." Huang Lao said in an unquestionable tone, very tough.

Under normal circumstances, Mr. Huang would not use such a strong tone when speaking, and his expression was very gentle and kind.

But Zhou Congwen knew that his boss was originally a tough person, and he would only reveal his true colors when encountering emergency patients.

Time waits for no one, and someone must make the final decision in an emergency.

This kind of person is the mainstay, such as Huang Lao in front of him.

"Then I'll wait outside with someone." Director Zou said, "Old Huang... I asked something that I shouldn't ask, are you sure?"

"I don't know." Elder Huang answered very simply.

Director Zou looked constipated.

Even knowing that what Huang Lao said is true, Director Zou still finds it unacceptable.

In fact, Director Zou and Director Tao of the ICU think the same thing—transferring patients to Xiangjiang is the best solution.

No matter what complications he has, this big trouble must not be left in his own hands.

Chapter 1586 The 20-meter-long Broadsword Glitters Coldly

"Boss, someone needs to hold him down." Zhou Congwen walked to his boss, not bothering at all whether the patient should stay in 912 for treatment or send him to Xiangjiang, but directly talked about the operation.

Sending the patient to Xiangjiang is just to avoid trouble, and his condition does not allow long-distance transfer at all.

"Well, call Shen Lang." Huang Lao said.

There are plenty of young and strong doctors under Zhou Congwen, but even if someone is holding the patient, the difficulty of the operation is extremely high.

Master Zou looked at Zhou Congwen with a sad face, and then at Mr. Huang. He could only silently take Liu Wei to pack up the anesthetics, ready to go in and intubate at any time.

When Zhou Congwen and Mr. Huang went to brush their hands, Director Zou muttered in a low voice, "You shouldn't have stayed, right, Xiao Liu."

Liu Wei giggled, working nimbly with his hands and feet, and didn't answer at all.

Director Zou knew that Liu Wei was Zhou Congwen's direct descendant, and he was brought all the way from Jianghai City to the imperial capital. He would definitely not speak ill of Zhou Congwen before and after, but Director Zou just wanted to complain.

For such a big trouble, sending it away as soon as possible is the best policy.

"The thrombus is so long, and the patient is still a Finn. It would be great to send it to Xiangjiang. You have worked in Jianghai City for a long time, and you don't know how difficult it is for these foreign devils."

"Director Zou, please teach me more. I really haven't been in contact with it before, so I don't know what to pay attention to." Liu Wei asked while facing the shelf life and manufacturer of anesthetic drugs.

"..." Director Zou was about to talk about the past, but he stopped suddenly when the words were about to come out of his mouth.

He sighed deeply, shook his head, and watched Liu Wei organize the narcotics.

Liu Wei's thoughtfulness is very careful, which obviously has the style of Zhou Congwen's medical team, and Director Zou quite approves of this.

But Mr. Huang... Alas, Mr. Huang must take responsibility, and the patient's blood clot is said to be 1 meter long!

What's the difference between a one-meter-long thrombus and a 20-meter-long sword?Director Zou has worked in the anesthesiology department of 912 for 30 years, and he has never seen such a long thrombus.

What if something happens, not just in case, but there must be other complications.

But Director Zou didn't have any idea of ​​any complications that would arise, after all, he had never seen them before. The 20-meter broadsword flickered coldly, dangling on Director Zou's neck, and would fall down anytime, anywhere.

At this time, Liu Wei's meticulousness could not arouse Director Zou's emotion.

"Director Zou, is Mr. Huang here?" Director Tao from the ICU came in and asked hastily.

"It's up." Director Zou looked at Mr. Huang, Zhou Congwen, and Director Wang from the vascular department in the operating room who had already started preparing local anesthetics, and said helplessly, "What are you doing here?"

"Let me take a look." Director Liang said, "It would be great to send this patient to Xiangjiang. Mr. Huang really... well, he insists on staying with us."

Countless unspeakable words were contained in that sigh.

Once the patient has three long and two short, a black cauldron will fall from the sky.

"Have you ever seen such a heavy patient in the ICU?"

"No." Director Tao shook his head, "I was so frightened when I was doing the B-ultrasound. You know, old Zou, no matter how you scan the image, you can't see the thrombus. My brain was buzzing at the time."

"Later, I saw that the thrombus had traveled all the way to the heart. After discussing it with Director Jin of the B-ultrasound room, I was sure that the thrombus was about one meter long."

"!!!" Director Zou looked helplessly through the leaded glass, looking at the figure of Mr. Huang operating under the shadowless lamp.

Director Tao pressed the intercom, and Huang Lao's voice came from the operating room.

"Zhou Congwen, tell the patient to hold on for 5 minutes."

5 minutes? 50 minutes can't do it!Director Zou thought to himself. The 20-meter broadsword has already been brandished, its light is sharp and murderous.

Zhou Congwen began to communicate with the patient, speaking strange language.

"Xiao Zhou speaks Finnish?"

"Probably so." Director Tao said, "Just now Xiao Zhou wrote the preoperative explanation in bilingual. Who do you think he learned it from? He can even speak such a rare language as Finnish."

Director Zou rubbed his teeth after listening.

If Zhou Congwen's surgery was done well, he would approve it; if Zhou Congwen's diagnosis was good, he would also approve it.

However, Zhou Congwen can't even speak a small language like Finnish, which is incomprehensible. Does he have time to learn it?

There are so many medical books, even if he is a genius, he can master them all in a short time, but how can he have time to learn Finnish.

Director Zou looked at Shen Lang and Li Ran in a daze as they pressed the patient and tried to keep him still, his heart suddenly trembled.

"Liu Wei, put on lead clothes, let's go in." Director Zou said.

Liu Wei didn't object, and took a lead suit for Director Zou to put on first.

"Old Huang, wait a moment, Liu Wei and I will go in." Director Zou told the inside to avoid stepping on the line.

Kicking open the airtight lead door, Director Zou strode into the hybrid operating room.

In the past, the hybrid operating room was not used at all, but Huang Lao and Zhou Congwen made a good use of it.

Director Zou stood behind Mr. Huang, wearing a lead coat, and looked intently.

I don't know why, but the light of the shadowless lamp is so dazzling, Director Zou feels that there is a white light in front of him, and he can't open his eyes due to the familiar light.

In the operation area, the skin and subcutaneous tissue have been separated, the femoral artery is freed, and a 3 cm incision is made longitudinally.

The hemostatic forceps in Mr. Huang's hand held the thrombus weakly, and he was smoothing out the black and red thrombus.

His movements seemed casual, but Director Zou knew that from the patient's onset time, the thrombus was not hard enough at all, and belonged to the most tender blood tofu.

It is absolutely not an exaggeration to say that the thrombus can be broken by blowing a bullet.

However, what Director Zou saw was that Mr. Huang was holding a hemostat in each of his hands, and was smoothing out the "breakable" thrombus little by little.

The thrombus seemed to be very strong, and it was not broken by Huang Lao at all.

The thrombus that came out was caught by Zhou Congwen with large forceps. Although Zhou Congwen and Mr. Huang used different instruments, one used hemostatic forceps and the other used large forceps, but the force was the same.

Like a red snake, the thrombus was "pulled out" from the patient's femoral artery by Mr. Huang.

Now the thrombus in the lower segment of the femoral artery is being removed. It is less than 20cm, and all the thrombus has been removed.

"Boss, do you use a balloon?" Zhou Congwen asked.

"Not for now." Huang Lao said with his head down.

The positions of the two are different. It was Huang Lao who pulled out the thrombus just now, but now it is Zhou Congwen who pulls out the thrombus, and Huang Lao catches it.

Although the people are different, the actions are exactly the same.

Director Zou looked a little puzzled, is the operation so simple?Director Wang of the Vascular Department stood there as a display, only Zhou Congwen and Huang Lao's hands were moving.

And looking at this trend, it seems that the operation will be finished soon...

After it was done, when Director Zou had this idea in his mind, he felt completely incomprehensible.

Chapter 1587 No matter how smooth it is, the operation will be over

In Director Zou's imagination, the 20-meter-long sword with a cold light is on the ceiling of the operating room, and it will fall anytime and anywhere, and then the head will fall to the ground.

Even if this operation is successful in the end, it will be extremely difficult.

At least row after row of adrenaline and piles of blood bags are unavoidable.

Even if local anesthesia is changed to general anesthesia in the middle of the operation, problems with anesthesia are unavoidable.

However, I watched as the longer and longer thrombus was taken out and landed on the sterile sheet bit by bit. The dark red color and the trembling body of the thrombus were all so illusory and unreal.

What the hell is going on here?How could it be so smooth!

If it goes on like this, the operation will be over!Director Zou had a weird and bizarre idea in his mind.

As the director of the anesthesiology department, he has seen countless operations since he first entered the clinic and was a young anesthesiologist.

Whether it is ordinary chronic surgery or emergency rescue, what an anesthesiologist looks forward to most is successful rescue.

Moreover, after the operation is completed, there is still a threshold to be crossed - the recovery from anesthesia.

There has never been such a bizarre idea in an operation, and the operation will be over if it goes so smoothly.

What is this called!