Chapter 176 - Stay In The Guest House (2/2)
“How sure are you?” asked Professor Pei, curious.
“Eighty percent?” replied Zheng Ren after a few moments of hesitation. There was no way he would express his absolute confidence even though the diagnosis provided by the System had to be correct.
If Zheng Ren put himself in another’s shoes, he would never have believed that anyone could accurately diagnose type I aortic dissection based solely on their own experience, on a plane, and without any diagnostic equipment.
“You’re confident.” Professor Pei gently tapped on his knees, as if deep in thought. After a while, he said, “The reason I believed your judgment was because I’ve seen your skill at surgery.”
Su Yun’s ears twitched, obviously focused on the conversation between Professor Pei and Zheng Ren even though he was on his phone in the pa.s.senger’s seat.
Zheng Ren nodded.
“It’s good that you’re confident. You know, I asked for a huge favor by deploying the air ambulance. If the diagnosis was wrong, those old men are going to laugh at me.”
In a sense, medical pract.i.tioners were almost the same as tech nerds with one notable difference—a tech nerd only had to face a computer, but medical staff had to deal with all sorts of people.
Even so, they showed reverence for anyone with greater skill.
Those who could provide an accurate diagnosis and appropriate treatment plan were undoubtedly worthy of wors.h.i.+p by countless people.
On the other hand, idiots who were full of themselves but could not properly diagnose a condition would be denigrated.
As for those who did not value skill… They went to hospital management.
Professor Pei had expressed his thoughts very clearly. Zheng Ren thought about it and asked, “How’s the patient now?”
“His blood pressure is well-controlled, and he is undergoing a 64-slice CT scan now,” replied Professor Pei.
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At the same time, in a CT room of a random hospital,
A white-haired, senior professor was attentively observing the image on the screen and ignoring the subtle noise of the machine in front of him.
A doctor in his thirties hung up his phone, entered the room and said softly, “Master, the patient has safely arrived at the ward.”
“Begin preoperative preparations,” the old professor said calmly, still staring at the screen.
“The diagnosis is confirmed?” The young doctor was astonished. Only the ordinary spiral CT films were displayed on the screen as 3D reconstruction of the 64-slice CT scan was still running in the system software.
“It should be type I aortic dissection. The tear has been effectively controlled, thanks to its timely diagnosis and treatment,” the old professor said. He then pointed at a section of the film, adding, “You can see some subtle changes here.”
The young doctor frowned as the old professor’s words went against his knowledge of medicine.
“When will your senior finish surgery?” asked the old professor.
“There are three elective cases today. He’s on the second surgery as we speak.”
“Tell him to postpone the elective cases,” the old professor said, “Finish this emergency case first, and I’ll guide the operation when preoperative preparations are complete.”
“Is it an elephant trunk surgery?” The young doctor was excited; he was very interested in the largest operation in cardiothoracic surgery.
“Yes.”
At that moment, the 3D image of the CT scan finished being constructed and its films began displaying on the screen.
There was a tear on the aorta five centimeters away from the heart.
The tear was approximately three to four centimeters long, which was not a serious condition and still within a controllable range.
“Old Pei really guessed it correctly,” the old professor mumbled.
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