Sleepless Doctor

Hearing what Wu Mian said, Wang Ziliang's face suddenly turned red. I was fascinated by it, but I forgot about it.

　　 It doesn't seem to be difficult. Why can't I do it many times just now? It's strange.

　　 But Wang Ziliang didn't dare to think too much, he quickly inserted the tracheal tube through the nose retrograde intubation.

　　 The tube was inserted, and everyone in the isolation room let out a sigh of relief.

　　 It’s okay, it’s okay.

　　 With the help of a ventilator, the patient’s blood oxygen saturation continued to rise and soon became 100%.

　　 "Thank you, Mr. Wu," Wang Ziliang said sincerely.

　　 "You're welcome." Wu Mian took off the sterile gloves and threw them into the medical waste bucket. "If there is nothing wrong, I will leave."

　　 "Teacher Wu, wait a moment!" Wang Ziliang was anxious, and stopped Wu Mian.

　　 "Huh?" Wu Mian had already turned around, he paused, and looked sideways at Wang Ziliang.

　　 Dean Sun's face was gloomy, but in front of Wu Mian, it was really hard to say anything. They are all top doctors in the medical industry. Even if... was kicked.

　　 The expected distance from Wu Mian seems to be getting farther and farther, and Dean Sun is a little depressed about this.

　　 "Ms. Wu, are there any mistakes in our operation and diagnosis and treatment?" Wang Ziliang asked respectfully.

　　 "Operation? Mistake?" Wu Mian said softly, and then smiled.

　　 "Teacher Wu, please guide me." Wang Ziliang said seriously.

　　 Just when the guide wire was operated retrogradely, Wu Mian showed the techniques of the world's top surgeon, Wang Ziliang was very curious, and he had never figured out where the problem was. It is said that Chen Houkun's surgery was not flawed, and it must be the world's top surgery.

　　 But it's the same sentence, you know what you are good at by comparing it.

　　 I really can't compare with Teacher Wu's technique.

　　 "Old Ren, tell Mr. Zhuang, I have something to do, and I will be out half an hour late." Wu Mian said.

　　 Ren Haitao answered repeatedly, then turned around and ran out to make a phone call.

　　 "Want to hear?"

"Um."

　　 "Prepare a meeting room or presentation classroom." Wu Mian said, "I take a look at the record sheet and tell you what the problem is."

　　 Dean Sun’s face is black, let him go when he is done, and keep him here for class, do you really use him as a teacher? !

　　 As the dean of the top private hospital in Hong Kong, it is important for Dean Sun to maintain a proper intimacy with various experts.

　　 These experts sometimes think that things are different from others, and do not consider them with standard interest thinking. In fact, their interests are about improving their own business level in order to obtain greater benefits. In this regard, they are consistent with and different from the interests of the dean.

　　 Sun Ximing was distressed, but since he said it all, it would be inappropriate for him to be absent. And he was also curious as to what the crazy young man had in front of him.

　　 Seeing that the patient is in a stable condition, everyone is relieved, and they come to a small office in the intensive care unit, squeeze and sit down.

　　 Wu Mian sat in the middle, flipping through the newly printed medical records quickly.

　　 Seeing what can be seen in this way, Dean Sun habitually sneered.

But what he thought in his heart was different from the expression on his face, as if there was no such thing as being kicked early this morning. He smiled and asked, "Ms. Wu, are you going to go home?" Time is a bit tight, shall we start now?"

　　 "Okay." Wu Mian put down the medical record in his hand and glanced at the doctors present.

　　 "Who did the preoperative evaluation?" Wu Mian asked loudly.

　　 Preoperative evaluation? Chen Houkun suddenly felt a little timid.

　　 Facing Wu Mian's crystal clear eyes, he suddenly felt that pupils were so deep, like the vast universe of stars.

　　 Raised his hand lightly, but Chen Houkun lowered his head. Thinking carefully about the preoperative evaluation, there should be no questions asked.

　　 At the same time, an anaesthetist also raised his hand.

　　 "Teacher Chen Houkun, right? We have seen it." Wu Mian said with a smile, "Grade III, is this what you mean?"

The 　　 classification is also called the Markov classification, which is a standard for assessing the level of the airway.

　　 Airway classification is a classification of patients based on the structure of the pharynx that can be seen, and is usually divided into four levels.

Level 1: You can see the soft palate, pharyngeal arch, uvula, and hard palate; Level 2: You can see the soft palate, uvula, and hard palate; Level 3: You can see the soft and hard palate; Level 4: Only the hard palate can be seen .

　　 Chen Houkun remembered that he took a habitual glance and rated it as three.

　　 "Teacher Wu, I watched it with an anesthesiologist." Chen Houkun faced Wu Mian, who was twenty years younger than himself, as if he were facing his former old professor, respectfully.

　　 "Well, first of all, there is a problem here." Wu Mian said, "It is difficult to write the head back on the record sheet. 　 Preoperative visit: Nothing special in the past, all laboratory tests are normal, and the classification is level III."

"A ring vertebral fracture has multiple cervical vertebrae fractures. Can I do a head-back test? I am not afraid of aggravating the injury and even die by raising the head? This kind of trauma must be strictly fixed to restrict the movement of the cervical spine. "

　　 Wu Mian’s voice was flat, but the small office was filled with sword-and-sword coldness.

"Seek truth from facts, what you see and write, I guess you did not move the patient’s cervical spine, do a head back test~www.wuxiaspot.com~ But this sentence is on the record sheet. If I sue you now, it can be revoked directly. Your physician qualifications."

　　 Although it was only a "small problem" in the written record, after Wu Mian said it, whether it was Chen Houkun or the anesthesiologist, they were all in cold sweats.

　　 Not everyone can do surgery and anesthesia, but who can't pick the wrong one!

　　Especially, the one sitting in front of me is still the world's top doctor in surgery and anesthesia, and he is even more sharp in provoking problems.

　　 "Well, you think this is just a small problem. I don't know if the Zheng family's lawyers think so."

　　Wu Mian didn't delve into it, and dropped a sentence, scared Chen Houkun, and then continued.

　　 "Anesthesiologist, may I have your surname?" Wu Mian asked, looking directly at the anesthesiologist.

　　 "..." The anesthesiologist was taken aback, and then whispered, "Mr. Wu, my surname is Xia."

　　 "Teacher Xia, isn't it? Your luck is pretty good, I'm quite envious."

　　 The anesthesiologist was startled, how did this sentence come from?

　　 "Now that it is known that it is a difficult airway, you should choose a safe method to establish an artificial airway, and rush to induce it and almost fail the intubation. This can only be said that you are lucky."

"I'm so courageous. If I am definitely afraid of direct intubation, I must at least guide it under a video laryngoscope. I know the situation is urgent, but you do...know that you are very lucky? So you are not afraid? Go back and teach me how to be lucky." Wu Mian has a smile on her face, but her tone of voice is getting colder and harder.