Unexpectedly, Dr. Wang, who had just returned from his leader's visit, was extremely surprised and could only stammer and report, "Director Tang, they performed puncture and drainage of the patient's ventricular hematoma in our hospital."
Hearing his subordinate's words, Director Tang had a hint of doubt: "Didn't he say he was an internist?"
Can an internist do his work without waiting for the chief of neurosurgery to come back?
"It's an internist." Doctor Wang was very sure of this because Xin Yanjun's hand was shaking when she held the knife at the beginning.
"Can an internist perform ventriculostomy and drainage by himself?"
"Yes——" Doctor Wang didn't know how to explain this situation.
"Did you help them?" Director Tang asked.
"No." Doctor Wang denied that he couldn't help and didn't have the ability to help.
Director Tang thought about it and realized that Dr. Wang, who had only been here for a year, didn't have the courage to do such a job. It can only be said that the people from the National Association were just messing around.
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"How is the patient now after the puncture?" Director Tang continued to ask. If the puncture was done in their hospital, don't blame them for your death.
In response, Dr. Wang reported truthfully: "For now, it seems to be okay."
Director Tang found his words strange and raised a question mark.
"They penetrated to the hematoma," said Dr. Wang.
Director Tang was really surprised: how could an internist puncture the hematoma like a veteran neurosurgeon? A neurosurgeon who can do this needs at least several years of clinical surgical experience.
"Pay attention to their operation." Director Tang gave the instruction. On the one hand, he wanted to know what kind of internist could do something that even Dr. Wang couldn't do, and on the other hand, he was worried that the person operating the case might have been lucky and the patient's condition might have suddenly changed.
It's not that neurosurgeons are afraid of losing the situation, as success may only be a temporary and short-term result.
Director Tang's concerns were correct. Doctor Wang thought of the possible secondary supratentorial hernia and followed the leader's instructions to keep an eye on the actions of the National Association members.
At the patient's bedside, Xin Yanjun and Yue Wentong observed the patient's vital signs. Xie Wanying continued to hold the puncture needle steady, carefully controlling the pressure of the blood clot. It couldn't be drawn too quickly to prevent the possibility of other brain tissue displacement as other neurosurgeons had mentioned. After all, the patient's brain tissue was in a somewhat disordered state due to the previous injury.
If she had practiced neurosurgery, she might have a better understanding of the daily physiological state of brain tissue and how to balance cerebrospinal fluid. These are things that cannot be learned from textbooks, and require experience accumulated in neurosurgery. At the same time, unlike the monitor and Dr. Song, she is interested in the heart rather than neurosurgery, and has not done much research and accumulated data in this area. As a result, she herself admits that she is not good at this.
The monitor was just an intern, and her level was far behind Dr. Song. So the monitor couldn't give her any advice. She could only hold on until Dr. Song came.
In the eyes of others, Xie Wanying's hands holding the needle seemed to have turned into stone sculptures, motionless.
Xiao Yang looked down at the watch, silently counting how long she maintained this position. As a surgeon, he knew how difficult it was to maintain this position.
For a young medical student to achieve this, I have to say, this level of willpower is unmatched by ordinary people.
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