Chapter 411 Don’t step on the bottom line when doing things
Half an hour later, the patient's vital signs were stable and there were no abnormalities, which meant that the acute phase of air embolism had passed.
After all, the air had been taken out by Luo Hao, so it seemed like there should be very little left. The remaining bit is no big deal.
Luo Hao breathed a sigh of relief and carefully asked the anesthesiologist to draw a blood gas analysis. After reading the report, he said to Wang Guohua, "Old Director Guohua, would you like to speak to the patient's family?"
Wang Guohua responded in a sullen voice.
No one else can do this work. No matter whether we send the bedside doctor or Dr. Ni, we still have to handle the situation ourselves.
Wang Guohua turned around and stepped off the stage. Seeing Luo Hao brushing his hands, he hesitated for a moment, but in the end he refrained from questioning.
Although he felt awkward every time he saw Luo Hao because of Wen Youren's incident, Wang Guohua was still relatively objective and knew that Luo Hao had helped him a lot about today's events.
If Luo Hao hadn't been here, it would probably be time to study how the patient's "passing away" in the intensive care unit was explained to the patient's family.
An operation turned out to be so troublesome. Wang Guohua sighed.
Alas, who can let himself down?
Wang Guohua was very depressed, but the matter was there, and he couldn't help but say "no".
If you talk too much, you will only invite humiliation.
"Director Guohua, let me stop the bleeding first. You will come later and I will help you."
"Yeah." Wang Guohua responded dullly.
He was in a strange, indescribable mood.
I said hello to the patient’s family and told me about the change of surgical technique during the operation.
Because word of mouth spreads in Donglian City, Wang Guohua himself is a legend and is highly trusted.
The signing process went smoothly. The patient's family expressed their understanding and thanked Wang Guohua repeatedly for his hard work. The patient's family did not question it.
Back in the operating room, Wang Guohua was walking in the corridor, and a feeling of regret suddenly arose in his heart.
What kind of high-speed rail?
What airline to fly!
If it were thirty years ago when green trains were still in use, most of the people had never even left Jiangbei Province. What would they know!
In Donglian City, he still controls the situation and is still the most authoritative person in general surgery.
Fortunately, now, whether it is high-speed rail or expressway, the road from the provincial capital to Donglian City has been shortened to an outrageous extent.
But looking at the time, it is not as complicated as going to the countryside thirty years ago.
If that were the case, I wouldn't have to learn new techniques in my sixties, and I wouldn't have to have an accident like air embolism occur during the operation, leaving Luo Hao, a little guy with no hair at all, to save him.
hateful!
Wang Guohua was angry.
But in a second thought, Wang Guohua realized how ridiculous what he was thinking was.
Times are different.
He smiled bitterly and moved his nose to make the mask more comfortable.
But I don’t know what happened today. The mask was always tight and I felt uncomfortable no matter how much I moved. It was even a bit uncomfortable.
Times rolled by, and the scene of himself being used as a chariot and finally being crushed to pieces appeared in front of Wang Guohua.
It would be great if I were twenty years younger. I could go to the imperial capital to further my studies, learn better techniques, and be a respected presence in Donglian City when I came back.
What a pity, Wang Guohua sighed softly.
After kicking open the airtight door of the surgery room, a voice came out.
"It has to be you young people, I am old."
The voice belonged to Lin Yuming.
"In the past, only my hair grew, not my nose hair. Since the Chinese New Year this year, my nose hair has grown crazily like weeds."
"Dean Lin, is that true?"
"I don't know how you feel, but I think so. Just trim your nose hair once a month earlier. Now you have to trim it every three days, otherwise your nose hair will grow out and your whole person will look a lot messier."
Wang Guohua:……
"Old Director Guohua, you are back." Luo Hao saw Wang Guohua walking in and greeted him warmly.
"Yeah."
Wang Guohua responded dullly, and then handed the signature form to the anesthesiologist.
"The exploration revealed that the prostate venous plexus was damaged. I have stopped the bleeding. Please brush your hands and take a look. If there is no problem, we will continue."
The more polite Luo Hao spoke, the more uncomfortable Wang Guohua felt.
Is this being polite to yourself?
This is the yin and yang itself.
But there was nothing wrong with Luo Hao's expression and tone, and with Lin Yuming sitting behind him, Wang Guohua could only swallow his breath no matter what.
Wash your hands again, change clothes, and go on stage.
Wang Guohua took a closer look and found that just as Luo Hao said, the prostate venous plexus was damaged.
Luo Hao also stood sideways as an assistant, giving up the position of lower body artist to Wang Guohua.
"Dean Lin, I heard my boss say that the signs of men getting older are not physiological."
"Huh?"
"When a man accepts his fate, he is old." Luo Hao said.
"!!!" Wang Guohua was startled. Are these words meant for him? Or did Luo Hao and Lin Yuming mention it casually while chatting during the surgery?
"The boss said that when he began to miss the shining days of the past, he realized that he was old."
"Haha, it seems to make sense!"
"Is there another jingle - reading is getting further and further away, peeing is getting closer and closer; lying down can't sleep, sitting down and dozing off; past things can't be forgotten, and current things can't be remembered."
The hemostatic forceps in Luo Hao's hand opened the surgical field, exposing the next surgical area in front of Wang Guohua, while he was still chatting with Lin Yuming.
Wang Guohua found that it was really comfortable to be on stage with Luo Hao. Even if it was a major surgery, Luo Hao should be better than him in the major surgery he was good at.
Yisuke is the one who best reflects his level, and Wang Guohua knows this very well.
After more than ten minutes of surgery, Wang Guohua determined that Luo Hao's skill in performing surgeries was also better than his own, and it was not just laparoscopy. Not should, but sure.
Luo Hao just chatted like this. More than 3 hours later, the operation ended without any incident.
After taking off his gloves and stepping off the stage, Luo Hao said hello to Wang Guohua and left with Lin Yuming.
From beginning to end, Luo Hao showed respect for him, but Wang Guohua always felt that Luo Hao was yin and yang with him.
Wang Guohua didn't know what the specific problem was.
Maybe I'm being paranoid.
Thinking of how happy he was at fighting off Lin Yuming before the surgery, Wang Guohua felt resentful when the timeline came to the post-operative period.
But they were right, air embolism occurred during the operation and was successfully rescued.
What about yourself?
I saw the superior hospital perform surgery on the deep subclavian vein before surgery, and also imitated this step.
But people's deep veins have other meanings, and they are not just for infusion.
When it came time to use it, I was confused, and I had to ask Luo Hao to use the tube he left to draw out the blood foam and air from the atrium.
well.
The patient was sent to the ICU. Wang Guohua specially brushed his face and said that there was something minor during the operation and he would need to be observed in the ICU for a day.
This move can be said to be quite cautious. Wang Guohua did not want anything to happen again and Luo Hao would have to come to put out the fire.
Wang Guohua dragged his tired body back to the office.
He found that he was already old. The nose hair that Lin Yuming mentioned had nothing to do with the thoughts that Luo Hao mentioned. It was just that his body could not withstand the five-hour surgery.
Remember those days!
Wang Guohua sighed.
When I was young, I had a day's surgery during the day. After get off work, I could still hold a basketball and go to the court to sweat. But now?
The 5-hour operation made me exhausted.
Sitting at his desk, Wang Guohua felt a little confused.
“Dong dong dong~”
After an unknown amount of time, there was a knock on the door.
"Come in."
The door to the director's office was pushed open and Wen Youren walked in.
"Master." Wen Youren was a little excited, his eyes shining brightly.
Wang Guohua suddenly felt bored and couldn't explain why.
Wen Youren closed the door and said in a low voice but excitedly, "I heard that there was a small problem during the operation?"
"Well, the prostate venous plexus is bleeding. When establishing pneumoperitoneum, carbon dioxide enters the blood vessels, causing air embolism."
Wang Guohua knew how heavy the words "air embolism" were.
Even though the incident has passed and the patient is safe and sound, Wang Guohua still has lingering fears.
But Wen Youren didn't notice these four words at all. He said excitedly, "I heard that Luo Hao participated in the rescue and took the stage?!"
"Huh?" Wang Guohua was startled.
He was not surprised how Wen Youren knew about it. After all, Wen Youren was the former chief director of the Department of General Surgery, and he had two friends.
It's not surprising that he knew this.
What Wang Guohua cared about was the bright light in Wen Youren's eyes.
What is he going to do?
For a moment, Wang Guohua felt a surge of boredom and hatred in his heart.
How can a disciple who was taught by himself act like this!
"You're simply looking for death! Even with that bullshit deputy dean Lin Yuming behind your back, I'm going to sue you this time..."
"Pa~~~" Wang Guohua stood up quietly, walked up to Wen Youren expressionlessly, and gave him a round slap on the cheek.
Wen Youren covered his face with his hands and stared blankly at his master, who had doted on him since he was a child. He couldn't believe that his master had just spanked him.
"Are you a human being?" Wang Guohuaping said calmly.
His tone was very calm, and there was no hint of anger at all. Although he was scolding Wen Youren, others closed their eyes and listened, as if they were chatting.
Wen Youren was stunned. He knew Wang Guohua and knew that the master was angry and furious.
"Teacher..." Wen Youren wanted to make amends.
"I'm not your master, get out of here!" Wang Guohua pointed at the office door and shouted sternly. A roar came out, completely opposite to the calmness just now.
Wen Youren was stunned for a moment, his face turned pale, as if the sky had fallen.
Wang Guohua knew very well what Wen Youren was thinking.
When Luo Hao participated in the rescue and surgery, the procedures were all made up later. Even if Lin Yuming, the General Medical Office of Donglian Mine, and the Medical Office of the First Hospital of Medical University filled in the procedures, his participation in the rescue was still somewhat illegal.
The rules are like this, whether they are reasonable or not, they are there, cold and cold.
Wang Guohua looked at Wen Youren coldly.
"Are you going to sue the inspection team? The inspection team happens to be in Donglian." Wang Guohua asked coldly.
"Master, I...I just can't swallow this breath."
Wen Youren covered his face with his hands and said solemnly. As he spoke, his eye circles became red unknowingly.
Alas, it's all what I'm used to, Wang Guohua thought to himself.
In those years, thanks to the favor of Wen Youren's parents, when he became the director, he transferred Wen Youren, who had just graduated from technical secondary school and became an electrician, to his subordinates and taught him the surgery step by step.
This is originally a beautiful story of inheritance from father to son. There is no debt, only a drop of kindness is repaid by a spring.
All the beauty in the world can be reflected in yourself.
Unexpectedly, after being used to it for so many years, Wen Youren has been used to being arrogant and arrogant, and he has no idea how much he weighs or what he can do.
After being fucked again and again, he still didn't have a long memory and still thought about taking revenge on Luo Hao.
Wang Guohua sighed, sat down slumped, and shook his head helplessly.
"Youren, sit down and let us have a heart-to-heart talk." Wang Guohua knocked on the table, as if he had sat down to explain the operation to Wen Youren after an operation.
Wen Youren sat down in a daze.
"Being a doctor, you have to have some bottom line. Earning some money is nothing, the gray area is left deliberately by the superiors. If you don't make money, you will only be laughed at and you are a fool."
"???" Wen Youren was stunned. He didn't expect Wang Guohua to say this to him.
"When the limelight from above becomes tense, and when it is time to calm down, this cannot be said openly. Heaven knows and the earth knows, as long as the top knows and the bottom knows."
"As for who is in trouble and who is not, everyone knows it well after the fall."
"Master?"
"Shut up first, and listen to me quietly." Wang Guohua's mood seemed to have calmed down, and he said calmly, "Youren, you only look up your whole life, thinking that the people below are all ants. I told you twice This time, you didn’t listen either.”
"Actually, who doesn't have an account book in their mind? Do you think the settlement of accounts after the fall is only done by the superiors? Who cares about the people above you?"
"Uh..." Wen Youren was stunned.
"Everyone can understand if you go too far in some things. For example, if you squeeze out a few capable senior doctors under your supervision, those who go to the emergency department will go to the emergency department, and those who go to the outpatient department will go to the outpatient department. Jiang Wenming will resign directly."
"Which director has never done these things? Old Sui from the Department of Orthopedics, who graduated from graduate school that year, took advantage of the fact that he is a second-generation doctor and has the ability in his family, and he directly became the deputy director and acting director."
"After becoming the director, within three months, he kicked out all the senior people who could perform orthopedic surgeries and started working with a bunch of junior doctors who had just graduated."
"Everyone can understand this, and everyone will do it. This is what can be done."
Wen Youren was confused.
Anyone else would have understood what Wang Guohua meant by now, but Wen Youren was a bit over the top, very confused, and had no idea what the master was talking about.
"But there are some things you can't touch. Do you think that treating diseases and saving people is brainwashing and just for fun?" Wang Guohua looked at Wen Youren with bright eyes.
"Ah?!"
"Indeed, the deans are sitting there talking nonsense, only wearing high hats, treating people as cattle and horses, they only talk about treating diseases and saving lives, but don't talk about where the money for treating diseases and saving lives comes from. They only talk about dedication, not risks."
"But we are doctors. Even if we are indifferent and do not empathize, we cannot use our professional knowledge to push patients into the fire pit. This is the bottom line. This time, you have stepped on the bottom line of most people."
"Patients can die. They can die because of insufficient technical skills or serious illness. But they cannot die because of your instigation!"
"..." Wen Youren was speechless.
"I accept Luo Hao's favor for today's matter." Wang Guohua said lightly, "If you want to report it with your real name, you can go. But if I leave it here, you will not be able to pass the first level of reporting with your real name. This matter, when it comes to That’s it for me.”
"!!!"
"I, Wang Guohua, show off my old face and invite experts from the First Hospital of the Medical University to take charge. I don't want patients to spend more money. Do you think the rules are important? The world is not about fighting and killing, but about human nature."
Wang Guohua said a cliché.
Jianghu is not about fighting and killing, it is about human relations.
These words are too greasy, and even Wen Youren, who is in his forties, sounds the same.
"Okay, let's do it." Wang Guohua nodded, "Youren, don't bother. Do you think it was Luo Hao's intention to leave his job and start a business? Let me tell you, what you did in Qianhe County is of great significance to It’s a time bomb for any hospital.”
"..." Wen Youren was dissatisfied.
"There is a hospital in the city next door. There was a serious medical dispute more than ten years ago. How serious was it? The patient's family members carried the gas tank to the dean's office. If they don't give an explanation today, they will give it to the dean. A statement.”
"The matter was suppressed later, and it turned out that an anesthesiologist said a lot of things that he shouldn't have said."
"What happened next?" Wen Youren asked.
"At that time, there was no talk of leaving work to start a business. Later, the doctor was sent to Africa for support three months later. Nine years, a full nine years, he came back and retired when he was 50. Until retirement, he was not promoted to a senior position."< br>
"So, don't go too far in some things. Everyone agrees." Wang Guohua sighed, "Don't be dissatisfied, we have our last intimate talk today."
This time Wen Youren noticed that Wang Guohua mentioned the last statement again, and he was a little panicked.
"I'll leave my job and start a business, and I won't die of hunger. I'll wait a few years to get a medical withdrawal... It's been difficult to get a medical withdrawal these years. Most people want to get a medical withdrawal, but they can't, hahahaha." Wang Guohua laughed like crazy.
"Master, I..."
"Stop you, what are you? If you had that ability, the person who went to the First Hospital of Medical University to be a professor and perform surgery would not be Luo Hao." Wang Guohua looked at Wen Youren with bright eyes, "Why don't you eat, go to a private hospital?" A hospital can just do a double eyelid surgery, it’s a skill, but is it still money for a public hospital?”
"Go, don't bother. I'm going to the ICU to see the patient later. He has an air embolism. That's an air embolism." Wang Guohua sighed.
……
……
Luo Hao waited for Lin Yuming to get off work, and the two of them went home and had dinner.
There are no stories at home, only peace of mind.
Insipid, as if you can ignore the passage of time, smooth all the waves, and be calm.
Luo Hao especially likes the feeling of home, especially after returning from the United States.
After dinner, he watched TV with his mother and chatted wordlessly. After waiting for his mother to rest, Luo Hao took Lin Yuming, Chen Yong, Wang Jiani, and Liu Yiyi to have a barbecue together.
Everything is good in the provincial capital, except that there is no home and no BBQ.
It was already after ten o'clock, and there were not many people eating late-night snacks. Boss Ding of Piyang BBQ was sitting behind the bar, scrolling through his mobile phone.
"Boss Ding, long time no see." Luo Hao greeted after entering the room.
"Ronaldo, when did you come back?"
"I just came back. Let's go home and take a look at Boss Ding." Luo Hao said with a smile, "You can serve the skewers as long as they are enough to eat. By the way, there are not many customers. Let's have a look at Boss Ding."< br>
They were all regular customers, so Boss Ding immediately put away his phone and started busying himself.
A few people were chatting, and soon Boss Ding came up with handfuls of skewers.
After opening a few bottles of beer, Boss Ding toasted to Lin Yuming.
"Boss Ding, why are you so polite?" Luo Hao asked.
"A while ago, my nephew fell ill. Thanks to Dean Lin, he helped me run around."
"Sick? What disease?" Luo Hao didn't know about this.
"Forget it." Boss Ding sighed, "My nephew went on a business trip abroad and met with several Indian customers in Yiwu. We negotiated the contract for three days, and then he suddenly died."
"???"
"???"
Luo Hao and Chen Yong are particularly impressed by India. It can be seen that several Indian customers are dying to discuss business? This is a bit exaggerated.
"At that time, he was hospitalized in a nearby hospital. I felt that it was not possible and I was worried, so I flew over to bring him back."
"Guess what? After I came back, I went directly to the ICU and was diagnosed with bacterial pneumonia."
"The bacterial culture showed Escherichia coli." Lin Yuming said.
"!!!"
Even Luo Hao was shocked.
E. coli found in respiratory sputum culture? Luo Hao's first thought was that he went swimming in a septic tank and the feces entered his respiratory tract.
I didn’t expect Indians to be so cruel. When discussing business, they would bring up lobar pneumonia and E. coli.
"Xiaoluohao, do you think it's possible? I always think it's a laboratory error." Lin Yuming asked with a frown.
"I don't know." Luo Hao was a little confused, "But there is indeed a problem there. Director Feng went with me, and I also prepared water and various foods. However, when Director Feng returned to his residence, he was confused because of the shower. After taking a bath, the bath water burst into my mouth and I started to have diarrhea.”
"But E. coli, this is terrible."
"Indeed, I can't understand it." Luo Hao frowned. No matter what angle he thought about it, he seemed to be unable to understand it.
Doesn't it make sense?
"What happened next?" Luo Hao asked subconsciously.
"It's good to live in the ICU for 7 days. According to me, Ronaldinho, if you go to India, if you come back alive, it will be like smoke rising from the ancestral grave."
"That's not what they said. It's not that evil."
"No? Are you kidding me? Luo Hao, you are messing with me again." Chen Yong curled his lips and said with disdain, "There is an up-and-comer who travels all over the world to eat delicious food. He was not shy before, but then he became famous overnight. Why? He went to India Dare to eat the dumplings on the roadside! ”
"..." Luo Hao didn't know how to refute.
"Later, the up owner disappeared for a while, probably to recuperate from illness. Now it seems that eating dumplings in India is more dangerous than live broadcasts of standing on one's head and eating shit."
Liu Yiyi heard what Chen Yong said was disgusting and kicked him on the table.
"Tell the truth." Chen Yong scratched his head.
The skewers at Piyang BBQ are indeed fragrant. They are all beef from Changnan City, freshly dressed and grilled.
After almost eating, Lin Yuming's cell phone rang.
He picked up the phone, took a look at it, and answered the call, "It's so late, what's going on?"
(End of chapter)