Chapter 1715 Let's Call Boss Zheng

Private hospitals rarely do even liver cancer. Vascular diseases are the focus of their treatment.

Because the consumables are the most expensive, a large shelf costs tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, and the profit is the most lucrative.

Cardiothoracic surgery, on the other hand, has low profits and high risks, and requires relevant departments and personnel. It is possible that there will be less than one operation a year, and there is no such thing as paying to support a doctor in cardiothoracic surgery.

The private hospital where Professor Zhang works is already a relatively large hospital, and there are still interventional surgeries.

The earliest private hospitals can only do hemorrhoids or deceive people.

Mao Chi looked gloomy, changed his clothes, and came to his car, thinking in his heart that if he couldn't get the stent out by himself, he would have to go to a thoracic surgery.

If you want to help Professor Zhang solve the problem, you still have to get in touch.

He walked to the door of the co-pilot, and Professor Zhang opened the door first, respectfully.

"Xiao Zhang, you don't need to be so polite." Director Mao said, "You have a world of your own."

"Director, how dare, how dare. I remember you said, what is the most afraid of being a doctor? There must be something wrong. The operation was done well, and the patient recovered smoothly after the operation. If something goes wrong, it's not a joke." Professor Zhang sat in the driver's seat and started the car.

"I understand what you mean now." He sighed and said, "I'm careful enough, and my level is not particularly bad, but I always walk by the river, there's no reason not to wet my shoes."

Mao Chi felt in his heart.

Going to work in a private hospital is not good at all. If this happened on 912, the medical department must have attached great importance to it, organized a hospital-wide consultation, and then people from all departments would come to power together, and the problem would have been solved long ago.

But in a private hospital... Xiao Zhang had to come and beg himself.

"This means that you are here in the emperor, and I can still count on it. If you happened to go out to give a lecture, I would have the thought of jumping off the building." Professor Zhang said.

"There is no obstacle to overcome, and I may not be able to help you solve the problem if I go." Director Mao said.

Hearing what he said, Professor Zhang's hands trembled, and the car slipped directly, almost hitting the car next to him.

"Xiao Zhang, you are out of your mind. If it doesn't work, let me open it." Director Mao said.

"Don't introduce it, Director." Professor Zhang immediately focused and said, "If you can't take it out, it will be your life."

"Well..." Mao Chi pondered, and when he said this, he thought of a person.

"Director, your level is one of the few in the country. If you..."

"No, a while ago, you knew about Director Miao, right?" Mao Chi asked.

Professor Zhang's face suddenly turned pale.

What does Director Mao say this? Even if he didn't say it, he wanted to die. Is the director suggesting something to himself?

"There is a new doctor in the hospital who was dug up by the director of the interventional department. He happened to meet him that day. He operated two guide wires with both hands, and performed embolization of aortic stents and liver rupture and bleeding at the same time."

"..." Professor Zhang was stunned.

Director Mao didn't want to have surgery, so he just made up stories to deceive himself? Operating two guide wires with both hands at the same time, is this a human language?

"I'm thinking, give him a call first." Mao Chi pondered.

It's not that he thinks that his level is higher than that of Boss Zheng, but that it's not good.

Save the table, the operation is successful, there is no benefit. Once it fails, it's a shit pot, and it has to taste a little bit.

Moreover, the surgeries that need to save the platform are all extremely difficult ones. success? It is lucky to have a 30% chance of success.

He can't get in the way of his affection, but Boss Zheng and Xiao Zhang are not related and not related, so why help him.

"Director, don't leave me alone!" Professor Zhang held the steering wheel tightly with both hands, the backs of his hands were pale and the veins were showing, which startled Mao Zhi.

Professor Zhang is a mentally broken rhythm.

The operation itself is particularly stressful. It is good to say that if it is successful, once it fails, the feeling of guilt and the fear of being scolded and slapped by the patient's family will be mixed together, and the pressure will increase exponentially.

There is also a patient in Professor Zhang's house who has a big shelf that fell to his heart. It is fortunate that he can drive over without incident.

Mao Chi hurriedly called him to stop, changed to the driver's seat in a fright, and let him drive to the hospital.

"Xiao Zhang, calm down." Mao Chi said, "Not all such a big thing as Director Miao has finally passed."

"Director, don't lie to me. It's impossible to hold two guide wires in both hands." Professor Zhang's eyes were a little sluggish, and he sat on the co-pilot, his body limp. If it weren't for the seat belt, the whole person would not be able to sit still.

"Alas." Mao Chi didn't know how to explain.

I don't believe it myself.

He had more contact, especially recently, Boss Zheng had performed several beautiful surgeries, which strengthened his idea.

"A few days ago, in the Affiliated Hospital of Medical University, an overseas employee was injured by a gunshot..." Director Mao wanted to give an example, but out of the corner of his eye he saw that Professor Zhang was in a bad state, so he simply didn't say anything.

It's useless to tell him at this time, just ask Boss Zheng if he can come.

If you can't come, you can find someone who is willing to come to rescue Taiwan. Elder Gu is said to be in poor health these days, who should I look for? Mao Chi was worried.

You can find someone with a heart, but if you want to do cardiopulmonary bypass, you have to find an anesthesiologist...

MD, when it comes to the heart, it's just that troublesome.

Mao Chi cursed in his heart.

He drives very steadily, anyway, it's not the kind of hemorrhagic shock that kills people in seconds.

When he arrived at the hospital and parked the car, Mao calmed down and took out his mobile phone to find Zheng Ren's number to dial.

"Boss Zheng? I, Mao Chi."

"I want to ask you a favor for something, do you have time on your side?"

Speaking, Mao Chi heard a slightly familiar voice on the other side of the phone, "It must be serotonin syndrome!"

Uh...is this a hospital-wide consultation?

Serotonin syndrome, this disease is rare, and there are not many people who dare to talk like this.

Director Luo? Mao Chi quickly found the correct answer.

"Time... Director Mao, please wait a moment." Zheng Ren said apologetically: "Su Yun, let the side check a thyroid B-ultrasound, I think it's a thyroid problem. Director Luo, it can't be serotonin syndrome. Signs, although the symptoms look similar. Absence of hyperreflexia and absence of clonus also rules out serotonin syndrome according to Hunter criteria.”

"Director Mao, tell me." After Zheng Ren said a bunch of things that Director Mao didn't seem to understand, he immediately asked gently.

Mao's hand trembled a little.

In the past, I only knew that Boss Zheng had performed well in surgery, but listening to this meant that he was familiar with the diagnostic criteria.

To directly say that Director Luo's diagnosis was wrong...Young people are really bold.

I only know about the disease serotonin syndrome, what Hunter's standard, what the hell!

Mao Chi opened his mouth twice, but said nothing.

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Note: The patient didn't come to the stage, it doesn't count~~~ hey