C521 Elephant Nose Operation
C521 Elephant Nose Operation
As for interventional surgery, it was becoming increasingly difficult.
All Chen Qun had to do was to perform an interventional procedure to repair the aneurysm in the descending part of the aortic arch. The operation had not started yet, but there was already a sea of people in the No. 1 comprehensive teaching operating room of the Charity Hospital. The hospital was packed with doctors of all sizes in the middle of the night.
Originally, to this world-famous hospital, having an elephant nose surgery was not something shocking. There was no need to send so many people to observe it. But this doctor could be said to be the best surgeon in the world. All the news that had shaken the world in recent months had something to do with him, and that was another matter.
Of course, in addition to the continuous stream of patients being sent to the loving still Intensive Care Unit, the degree of recovery and the probability of not having any complications maintained at over 90% for all patients with Chen Qun being the main surgeon. At least half of the patients, after a day or two of observation, were transferred to the General Care Unit.
It was true that the operation was done well, and that it was the Surgery Doctor's watchful eye. However, the quality of the patient's recovery after surgery was the final barrier in evaluating the ability of a doctor. Some Surgery Doctor s only performed operations, and the quality of life of the patients after surgery was never considered. The patient survived, but it was better to live than to die.
Some Surgery Doctor's operations were not considered too hard, but after treatment, the patient could maintain his or her standard of living or just reduce his or her condition by half a grade. Compared to the two types of doctors who had been together for a long time, it was obvious who would gain more reputation and recognition.
In reality, a true surgical maniac or a legendary maniac was the last resort of any hospital. Unless it was absolutely necessary, no one would let these lunatics, who did not care about the consequences, go on stage for surgery.
However, performing all kinds of difficult surgery would allow the patient to recover from a good surgeon. It was definitely the hospital's favorite and trump card. Because this meant that while he was saving the patient, he was also healing the patient. What he had brought to the hospital and to the patients were positive news and would not cause an accident.
Now, for doctors of all sizes at the Mercy Hospital, the quality of the surgery could be easily inferred from the follow-up observations. It could not be faked. Since they were at another hospital and could be considered competitors, they could, of course, pick on the problem from any tricky point of view, and at the same time conduct various tests to determine the postoperative condition.
No matter how hard they tried, or how many piles of scientific data they had, even the most picky doctor would find it hard to find any big problems. Of course, there were also major flaws, such as the doctor being extremely irresponsible, not doing any post-treatment at all, and the subsequent suture level being greatly reduced.
However, no one could come up with a reason for this, because this was an exceptional situation, and it was an emergency treatment. Any unnecessary work could be abandoned to save the second and third dying patient, and that was a choice that any professional doctor had to make.
In a simple condition similar to a field hospital, an operation that was better than a well-equipped hospital for love was something everyone could endure as a doctor. Maybe he was in a special condition, in a very good condition, with a small universe exploding and overexerting himself, resulting in such an outcome that it was hard to say.
However, they couldn't bear to see this kind of operation being two to three times faster than any of them. Moreover, not only were there one or two patients, but nearly a hundred patients had maintained extremely high levels and speed. When the lemons in the stomachs of the doctors came out, they didn't dare to say it out loud.
After all, they were all people with status in the martial arts world and were not new interns. If they made a low level mistake, it would definitely cause a barrage of bombardment from Liu Dapao, the protector of the triad, and they wouldn't be able to find reason.
The more they thought about it, the more they felt that it was possible to see with their own eyes how a surgeon like that would operate in an operating room with perfect equipment and superb equipment. What was the quality of the surgery?
"Dr. Chen, what type of wire do you want? We have brand products from Siemens of Europe, as well as the standard international models of American Health Corporation. "
In front of Chen Qun, a nurse who was not so pretty asked him this question very politely. Chen Qun was stunned for a moment and then burst out laughing.
Isn't this his own set of customization of Operating Instruments? Is it possible that all Operating Instruments need to be coldly rolled once for it to take shape, and do not need to be forged by a furnace because of its great fire energy?
Chen Qun suddenly recalled Ouyang Yang's bullsh * tty words and became completely speechless. But from here, one could see that the Loving Hospital was extremely rich compared to the Xiangyun Hospital. This was probably the most sought after level of taste in this cosmopolitan city.
Good equipment was good for the operation, but for him it was over. They thought he was on the fifth floor, but they had no idea he was already looking down from the top floor. Without any special tools, he could perform a flawless surgical procedure.
As a grandmaster, he was not restricted to external equipment!
Chen Qun suddenly understood why his girlfriend told Zhao Xue to bring his Operating Box here. It was a show of strength, so he naturally had to act even more arrogantly.
"No need, I have prepared all the conventional tools in my Operating Instruments box. I brought them myself. "If you are not familiar with the other models and make a mistake, you will be a laughingstock."
This sentence was not directed towards the nurse, but towards the numerous big bosses that were watching from above. Speaking of which, it was actually quite funny. All of the top elders of the Loving Hospital were there, giving him enough attention.
But after being baptized by the Mayo Clinic several times, he was no longer moved by such an occasion.
After all, his Mayo Clinic was still the nominal number one in the world. Even if he was the collapsing number one in the world, his ranking still did not decrease by much. A skinny camel is bigger than a horse, that's the theory.
If even a top tier foreign doctor could not find his problem, then the doctors here were even worse! Besides, from the conversation, the doctors didn't know anything about him. They only knew that he had undergone a facelift operation, a botanical operation caused by an even more important cavernous hemangioma, and they didn't know anything about it.
This was not strange. Almost all of the academic reports written with the Chinese phonetic alphabet were ignored by the doctors here. They would not waste time on the surgery and discoveries in the country.
It was a famous saying that he had just learned from the internet. Ignorance and weakness were not wrong; arrogance was wrong.
These doctors, their biggest mistake, were arrogant.
He did not intend to correct the shortcomings of these people.