A string of professional terms came out of her lips.
Doctor Pan and the others looked at Tan Kelin: You are indeed my student. You can recite the text well at the critical moment? Is he even colder than you?
"Hurry up, stop the bleeding first." Gao Zhaocheng shouted, and quickly reached out to the nurse for a scalpel to expand the surgical incision.
Dr. Pan hesitated: "Are you sure her words are credible?"
"You said it's not the stomach, what else could it be?"
Doctor Pan couldn't say it. If he could, he wouldn't need to ask for help.
"Go and call the hepatobiliary surgery department over right away." Tan Kelin ordered him.
"What if they come to see me?" Doctor Pan asked quietly. Other departments are not the same department. If they are asked to stop what they are doing and come to see me, it will be difficult to explain if they make a wasted trip.
Even if it is gastric bleeding, it is not necessarily gastric varices related to hepatobiliary surgery. It may be gastric ulcer, gastric rupture and other causes that need to be ruled out.
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"You go and call first!" Gao Zhaocheng said.
It can be imagined that the two associate professors supported Xie Wanying's point of view, so they called the hepatobiliary surgery department to try not to waste precious rescue time.
Gao Zhaocheng was very clear in his mind: just the sea of blood in the abdominal cavity just now could make people lose their minds and be at a loss in an instant. The junior sister had this instinctive good eyesight and immediately inserted it into the source of the heavy bleeding. The direction was extremely correct. What reason did they have not to continue to try and trust her judgment?
Tan Kelin must have thought this early on, knowing that his junior sister had talent in this area, so he brought people here.
When Dr. Pan saw that they both said the same thing, he turned around and asked someone to find the hepatobiliary surgery department.
The surgeon's hands were very fast. He found the bleeding site and tried his best to puncture the blood vessels. After ten minutes, the blood pressure rose steadily.
Now the facts are clear, gastric varices are correct. Dr. Pan's team was stunned: What's going on? The patient didn't tell us that he had cirrhosis?
Many patients will not go to the hospital for examination before they have major symptoms. For example, the patient in the third bed of the emergency department last time was in this situation. The early symptoms of liver cirrhosis are not obvious, and many patients just think that they are tired from work and have poor digestive function. Besides, it is not certain whether it is caused by liver cirrhosis.
The door of the operating room slid open, and the person the doctor from Group 4 had called arrived and shouted, "Doctor Tao is here."
Tao Zhijie? The doctors in the Second Department of General Surgery were all in a state of shock.
Xie Wanying, who was standing by, clearly felt the teachers' strange emotions for a moment, and couldn't help but wonder what was going on.
The last time she met Senior Brother Tao in the Department of Cardiothoracic Surgery, she felt that he was a nice person. His fair skin was gentle, and when he smiled, his beautiful baby face was like a spring breeze. His curved eyes were handsome and bright, like a smiling male god.
"How did you get him here?" The man who was privately called by Dr. Pan to call people asked with silent eyes.
"I don't know. When we went to the hepatobiliary surgery department to find someone, the whole operating room knew that we were trying to save the patient. Dr. Tao said he would come over himself. Maybe he knew that our patient was difficult to treat, so he took the initiative to come over himself to avoid having to call for help."
The problem is, Dr. Pan thought: This person is a big shot in the hepatobiliary surgery department, and it is difficult to invite him. He has no relationship with Tao Zhijie. If Tao Zhijie comes and fails to handle the patient, he will be implicated. Tao Zhijie has no motivation to take the initiative to get involved in this mess.
"Call our hepatobiliary surgery department. Is there something wrong with the liver?" Tao Zhijie brought an assistant with him, and the two of them put on surgical gowns together. He first asked the person on the operating table what was going on.
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