Ren Haitao pondered as he walked. Things are unusual. The beauty hospital must have made complete preparations in advance for such a big operation.


    Forget it. Now it''s not important to think about anything. First look at the patient. Ren Haitao thought to himself.


    Jiamei hospital has no intensive care unit, and the patients are placed in the recovery room of the anesthesia department.


    The facilities here are complete, and the patient''s family members can''t come in. For the time being, they only tell the patient''s family that the operation is relatively large, so they should observe more after the operation.


    After entering the operating room, he changed his clothes and scanned them automatically. The machine sent out the isolation clothes. It was clean and tidy. For a time, Ren Haitao seemed to be in the future with a sense of science and technology.


    Ren Haitao''s eyes are straight. It''s too high-end, just like jianxie hospital.


    Because the patient has something to do, Li Qinghua is not in the mood to show off. Ren Haitao came to help. He had to ask the dean to nod, or he couldn''t even take out his clothes.


    "Qinghua, how much do you get these years?" Ren Haitao looked at it and asked suspiciously.


    "Lao Ren, don''t you know how many idle people there are in public hospitals? They say they don''t have money. Where''s the money?" Li Qinghua said casually while changing clothes.


    There are countless idle people in public hospitals. Taking the second hospital of Medical University as an example, there are 3000 employees and only more than 1200 clinical workers. If you don''t support so many people, what good equipment can''t come in?


    Also, Ren Haitao didn''t have time to sigh about it. Wearing a hat and mask, he followed Li Qinghua into the anesthesia recovery room.


    "Director Li, this is the latest blood gas analysis." a doctor handed over the test list.


    Ren Haitao wanted to pick it up. The doctor hesitated until he saw Li Qinghua nodding slightly. Ren Haitao didn''t notice this detail. He focused all his attention on the patient and wanted to see the test return of the patient at the first time.


    Auxiliary blood gas examination: pH 7.29, arterial carbon dioxide partial pressure 33.1kpa, arterial oxygen partial pressure 34.0kpa, total plasma carbon dioxide 25mmol L-1, spo287%.


    Ren Haitao then began physical examination. The breathing sound of both lungs of the young woman was weak, and the left lung was more obvious.


    She was conscious, but restless, and obviously quite uncomfortable.


    Ren Haitao estimated that pain is related to hypoxia, especially after awakening from anesthesia, the patient is in a state of hypoxia and will have a near death illusion.


    "Make a bedside chest film." Ren Haitao said, "the machine has it."


    "Yes." Li Qinghua asked his doctor to push the machine and whispered, "Lao Ren, what do you think?"


    "It looks like negative pressure pulmonary edema." Ren Haitao said thoughtfully, "it''s a rare postoperative complication. I haven''t seen it. I just saw a case report in the literature. First make a chest film, and then I''ll ask Mr. Wu to give me a hand."


    "Miss Wu?" Li Qinghua asked.


    "Mr. Wu Mian, who used to study and work in Xiehe, then went abroad and came back to compile the latest edition of diagnostics," Ren Haitao explained.


    "Are you in touch with him? Lao Ren, you can!" Li Qinghua asked in surprise.


    "Mr. Wu has returned home. Recently, I learned something from Mr. Wu and feel that my level has improved greatly. I was transferred from the second year of Medical University a while ago and went to the newly established sword association hospital in bajingzi to work with Mr. Wu." Ren Haitao was a little proud.


    Li Qinghua looked at Ren Haitao''s expression and knew what he was thinking. This man really can''t hide things at all. His mind is devoted to studying business.


    It is such a person who can come and say at a glance that it is negative pressure pulmonary edema.


    Such people are first-class in technology, but Li Qinghua doesn''t understand why Ren Haitao should put technology on the meaning of life.


    Isn''t technology to make money and make life better? No matter how high Mr. Wu''s technical level is, can he give money directly?


    But after all, Li Qinghua didn''t say anything bad.


    Soon, the little doctor came in with the bedside X-ray machine. Dressed in lead, he asked, "director, is it a reclining or a half sitting position?"


    Li Qinghua glanced at Ren Haitao.


    "Lying on the line, the patient''s state is not good, gently toss." Ren Haitao said.


    "Lying down." Li Qinghua told the little doctor the patient''s position, and then took Ren Haitao out.


    Taking chest X-rays at the head of the bed is an expedient measure. If you can avoid rays, you''d better avoid them. Li Qinghua pays great attention to this.


    After going out, Li Qinghua asked, "Lao Ren, a while ago, he said that a new hospital had been established in the new development zone. From the Medical University, I didn''t belong to the medical university system, and I didn''t believe it. I didn''t understand it. Listen to you, it''s Mr. Wu Mian who presides over the work?"


    "Well, after Mr. Wu returns home, he will first be the deputy section chief of the medical department in bajingzi traditional Chinese medicine hospital." Ren Haitao replied absently. If he just stays in the anesthesia recovery room according to his meaning, his heart will be stable.


    "How is Mr. Wu?"


    "Er..." Ren Haitao looked at Li Qinghua with almost infinite surprise in his eyes.


    "Why do you think so of me?" Li Qinghua didn''t understand and asked, "I heard that Mr. Wu is less than thirty. Was he praised by others?"


    "No," said Ren Haitao, "Mr. Wu is very good... Let''s say, recently, the sword association hospital has carried out several surgical procedures I haven''t seen."


    "Haven''t you seen it?"


    "Are you sure? If it''s routine medical treatment, I can still do it. But Mr. Wu''s routine surgery is basically not. What he does himself is an operation that I can''t think of."


    "What are there?" Li Qinghua asked curiously.


    "Minimally invasive mitral valve clamping, I''m waking up a vegetable these days, and tomorrow I''ll be treated with brain pacemaker implantation for Alzheimer''s disease."


    "..." Li Qinghua was stunned.


    He hasn''t even heard of these operations.


    Li Qinghua asked, "did you succeed?"


    "Mr. Wu made an example of mitral valve clamping for a crown prince in the Middle East."


    "..." Li Qinghua was speechless.


    "But the way he performed the operation can''t be imitated by others. Mr. Wu created the way of small chest incision + B-ultrasound-guided operation. I think director Gao Baixiang and director Li cooperated very well. Recently, Professor Zheng Kaixuan of the imperial capital and Professor Saiban Kar, a cardiac intervention expert at the West dasainai Medical Center also formed a group to start the operation."


    Li Qinghua''s heart trembled at the Sinai Medical Center in West Dakota.


    That''s a famous private hospital in Hollywood!


    "How much did it cost you to dig Professor Saipan Carr?" Li Qinghua asked.


    "Spend money? Qinghua, you''re wrong. Jianxie hospital doesn''t spend money." Ren Haitao looked at the door of the recovery room and saw the little doctor pull the line out. "Professor Saiban Carr came to learn surgery himself. He has studied mitral valve clamping for ten years without making a breakthrough. Mr. Wu has made progress, and he must come right away."