Chapter 702: success (1/2)
Chapter 702 Success
If Gu Yan does not receive the palm of Nangong Li, there may be a slight chance of interventional occlusion—just a very thin sheath, puncture from the leg to the heart, and send the occluder into the defect. It can easily plug the defect.
But now his defect area is too large, the small blocking umbrella is no longer enough, and there are some complications, so he can only perform invasive cardiac surgery.
Guo Shi looked at Gu Jiao’s disinfection position and said, “You don’t do orthopaedic surgery?”
Front thoracotomy is to cut the sternum from the top of the heart. The operation is simple, the exposed area is large, and the doctor's technical requirements are not particularly high.
However, Gu Jiao chose to make a small incision from Gu Yan's right armpit, which increased the difficulty of the operation by more than one level.
“The wound during open thoracotomy is too long, and the probability of complications such as postoperative pericardial effusion is also high.”
She didn't want to leave such an ugly scar on Gu Yan's chest, nor did she want to cause more damage to his body.
The right incision is less traumatic and does not damage the bones and muscles. It is a lot more difficult for her to operate, but the postoperative recovery and various complications will be reduced accordingly. Moreover, such a small incision can use the scar from the institute. The paste can be repaired.
Gu Yan is still stinky.
Gu Jiao inserted the catheter through the incision to establish the cardiopulmonary bypass, and then the actual operation began.
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In the wing room, Mr. Meng sits on a chair and shakes his legs.
Yu He watched that the six-nation chess sage, who has always been calm and calm, began to shake his legs. He couldn't help but comforted him: ”Mr. Meng, you don't need to be too nervous. With the Master of the National Normal University, the operation will be completed successfully.
Yu He did not know that the real doctor in charge was actually Gu Jiao. All the disciples of the National Master Hall regarded Master Gu as a god. They believed in the Master, regardless of medical skills or divination, Master Gu It is the existence that can always create a myth in everyone's mind.
”I'm not nervous.” Mr. Meng Lao said.
”Then your leg...” Yu He looked at Mr. Meng and shook his right leg.
Mr. Meng held his right leg without a trace, and asked in a deep voice, ”What happened to my leg?”
Yu He looked at the right leg that was pressed down by him, and then at the left leg that was shaking unconsciously.
Yu He: ”...”
...
Tianqiong Academy, Gu Xiaoshun went to Mingxintang to ask for leave from the teacher who was in class today.
Jiang Master tuned the class two days ago, and today it is Gao Master’s arithmetic class.
”Why can't Xiao Liulang come?” Gao Fuzi asked.
This is a very serious problem for students. Not only are they always credited, they always ask for leave.
”What's wrong with him this time?”
Gu Xiaoshun said: “It’s not Xiao Liulang who is sick, but Gu Yan. Xiao Liulang sent Gu Yan to the National Teacher’s Palace for surgery.”
Master Gao said nothing more.
A student who never listens to lectures in class and only relies on copying all his homework will not care!
”Class.” Sitting at the lecture, Gao Fuzi said lightly, ”Take out all the homework assigned yesterday, let's see how to solve the first operation.”
Student: ”...”
Gao Fuzi: ”...”
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In the house, Madam Nan was feeding the Black Wind King and the Horse King, and at the same time she said helplessly: ”I'm up and down in my heart, and I always feel that something is going to happen.”
The King of Black Wind is used to eating good things. At first glance, the grass and vegetable leaves they feed can hardly be uttered.
The king of horse eats so much.
Master Lu said: ”You think too much, but that is the Palace of the National Masters. I haven't heard of someone who can't cure them after going to the Palace of the National Masters.”
Nan Shi’s wife gave him a look: ”How much do you know about the Palace of the National Teacher?”
”I...” Master Lu choked and whispered, ”Am I not comforting you?”
”Oh.” Nan Shiniang sighed heavily and looked at the door.
The King of Black Wind finally made up his mind to take a bite of the cabbage leaves. Just as she craned her neck, Master Nan took the dustpan away in despair.
Black Wind King: ”...”
...
In the middle of the operation, the plasma provided by the small medicine box was not enough. Gu Yan's blood pressure dropped sharply. If this continues, he will die on the operating table due to excessive blood loss.
”Pick me.” Gu Jiao said.
”The operation has not been completed yet.” The national teacher reminded.
”I know.” Gu Jiao rolled up her sleeves, ”White filter.”
Gu Jiao gave Gu Jiao a deep look and said, “Do you know that what you are doing now is crazy and dangerous? I have never seen a doctor draw his own blood to a patient on the operating table.”
Gu Jiao stretched out her arm: ”Pump faster.”
The national teacher took out the white filter and connected it to the infusion tube: ”How much?”
Gu Jiao said, ”He can smoke as much as he wants.”