Chapter 757: Medical Academic Tyrant Chapter 754: Human World Double Heaven!

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Protagonist:

Fang Ziye

Fang Ziye's car body shifted at an angle, slightly blocking the left passenger door.

Normally, Fang Ziye would definitely play another round! Now, Fang Ziye directly shifted the car into Gear, turned off the engine, showed off his figure, and began squeezing out.

Yuan Weihong's side got out of the car smoothly, skillfully clicked a cigarette, and said in a lingering tone: "Ziye, although you said you wouldn't do functional reconstruction surgery, you still have to come personally for my father-in-law's surgery."

Fang Ziye, who had already walked away running, stopped abruptly and said: "Master, isn't that what should be done?"

"You can definitely arrange it very nicely; I am waiting for orders at any time."

Master's wife's father, his life was saved, but the problem of both legs has not yet been dealt with.

Most likely amputation; what Fang Ziye planned to do during the surgery was a two-stage elective amputation.

But it was not completely without a chance to try again.

Fang Ziye did not explain too much to Yuan Weihong; if Master's wife's father, due to the relationship of having his own teacher at that level, would still cause him trouble after surgery, Fang Ziye could only accept it.

Even up to now, Fang Ziye had not thought of a particularly suitable solution; his bilateral lower limbs problem was currently in a state of 'half-dead, half-alive'.

Not all situations are suitable for limb preservation.

Fang Ziye had already walked running into the Emergency Department outside the New Campus, and the horizontal ambulances were setting off one after another again to welcome their new round of missions.

For emergency transfer vehicles, delivering patients steadily to the hospital completes the mission; the ambulance doctor only needs to complete emergency treatment during the transfer.

This is Han City; although it is only a branch campus of Zhongnan Hospital, transporting over ten patients is still just 'a piece of meat' in the tiger's mouth and will not cause the Emergency Department's rhythm to 'riot'!

It had been one hour and twenty minutes since Fang Ziye received the phone call; Fang Ziye was now in the Emergency Department and did not see any urgency.

In the emergency clinic, there were more 'kidney stones' with bent waists, bleeding from minor trauma, and some very common 'emergency disease types'!

Fang Ziye immediately went into the Emergency Department's office and put on the white coat he had left here!

Sure enough, the name badge had not fallen off, but not a single pen in the chest pocket remained.

Fang Ziye came out of the changing room and had not yet had time to go to the resuscitation room direction to report when he met a white coat team pushing a transfer vehicle out from the resuscitation room direction.

The gurgling roller wheel sound assaulted the ears but was not piercing.

"Make way! ~" The voices of the nurse and doctor responsible for clearing the way were not so 'irritable'; relatively gentle.

Fang Ziye leaned against the wall, tying his mask with his hands clasped.

Fang Ziye wore a white coat, so the people pushing the cart instinctively glanced at Fang Ziye, then moved aside and continued forward.

The team advanced about five meters, and a white coat suddenly turned back: "Fang Ziye??? I am Deng Zhi!"

"Mm. I just arrived." Fang Ziye tilted his head, nodded, and spoke crisply.

Deng Zhi walked forward nearly ten meters while speaking and shouted: "Resuscitation Room 2, Resuscitation Room 2."

After hearing this, Fang Ziye did not reply, turned sideways, and hurried away.

At the doorway of the resuscitation room, the security guard guarding the doorway happened to come out and almost collided with Fang Ziye; after bending to dodge, he leaned against the wall sideways to make room for Fang Ziye: "You are?"

"Orthopedics, here for consultation."

Fang Ziye tossed out a sentence, dodged the other person, took out examination gloves from his pocket, tore open the outer packaging, and began putting them on.

Then he immediately turned into Resuscitation Room 2; the resuscitation room door was not closed.

Inside, white coats were densely packed; at a glance, there were one by one white coat-wrapped big upturned buttocks twisting back and forth.

"Blood transfusion speed?"

"Pressurized blood transfusion."

"Blood pressure is still unstable."

"Speed up the pump rate again."

"Has the vascular surgery person freed up?"

"Too late! ~"

"......"

In just five seconds, eight people spoke, sounding chaotic and talking past each other!

At this moment, Li Nuo's voice emerged from the crowd, cold and sharp: "The bleeding is a bit heavy; I am from Orthopedics and cannot hold abdominal hemostasis for long."

Finally, Associate Professor Wang Liqun of the familiar Emergency Surgery voice flashed: "Continue calling to urge Vascular Surgery's Tang Xiaoping and them."

"After the operating room's risk-avoidance operation is done, hurry over for a trip."

"Okay, Director Wang." A subordinate hurriedly dodged aside and began flipping through the contact list.

Each profession has its specialty.

Although Zhongnan Hospital is not small in scale, suddenly receiving over ten emergency trauma patients, the professional manpower of Vascular Surgery also seems insufficient.

Fang Ziye had already reached the outside of the white coat circle, but really could not find where to start, whose buttocks to squeeze aside.

"Professor Wang, I am Fang Ziye; can I find a spot to get close and look?" Fang Ziye introduced his identity.

Rustle.

At once, at least three or four people raised their heads and tilted them, scanning toward Fang Ziye's direction.

Wang Liqun just stared blankly for two seconds, then casually pointed at Fang Ziye's location: "You move aside! ~"

"Nonsense! ~ I can't move." Shen Mingyu, who was pointed at, cursed back, slightly twisted his own buttocks, and did not dare to easily let go.

Fortunately, a small Resident Physician on the side who was more sensible said in a low voice: "I will slowly retreat out."

Fang Ziye saw a gap and squeezed in; at a glance, it was all blood red.

Li Nuo was now burying his hands, both hands constantly groping inside the patient's abdomen; the tails of several hemostats stood upside down on the patient's abdomen.

Fang Ziye's hand quickly reached in, and he asked in a low voice: "Roughly what's the situation?"

"Bleeding in the pelvic cavity, not a retroperitoneal hematoma."

"Multiple abdominal organ injuries; by the time he arrived, he was basically dead! ~" Li Nuo replied.

"I was dragged here against my will to fill in."

Fang Ziye nodded; after his hand went in, he clearly understood the patient's specific condition—no major artery damage, but the damaged small arteries had lost quite a lot of blood.

The danger for this kind of patient isn't massive blood loss right away, but continuous active bleeding that eventually leads to shock.

Difficult diagnosis and difficulty in pinpointing it precisely are the biggest difficulties in treating such patients.

"No big problem! ~" After Fang Ziye roughly figured out the general bleeding points inside the patient's body, he began to give everyone reassurance.

But saying such things at this time inevitably smacked of showing off.

However, Fang Ziye was after all Fang Ziye; within the surgical system and the Emergency Department, especially among relevant staff at the New Campus, if anyone said they didn't know Fang Ziye, that would be too exaggerated.

Fang Ziye very proficiently sent hemostats one by one into the patient's abdominal cavity.

In just one short minute, Fang Ziye sent in about twelve hemostats.

Afterward, once Fang Ziye took the negative pressure suction device, the blood plane inside the patient's abdomen began to be sucked out with immediate effect.

The human body's blood pressure feedback is very sensitive.

Once intake exceeds output, blood pressure will quickly rise, because the heart and circulation are both very thirsty.

Similarly, once output exceeds intake, blood pressure will also fall quickly, also because the heart and circulation are thirsty.

Once not satisfied, it immediately dares to die right in front of you.

The dual feedback of blood transfusion and vasopressor drugs made the heart rate slow down slightly.

As the blood plane dropped, Fang Ziye also directed Li Nuo to place several hemostats for temporary hemostasis.

Then he said: "Superficial bleeding of the intestinal tube; temporarily cover and pressurize to stop bleeding with a sterile cotton pad moistened with normal saline."

"This patient's superficial hemostasis is about done; hurry and send him to the operating room."

"He should have a localized retroperitoneal hematoma and needs to be handed over to vascular surgery as soon as possible."

"How are the vital signs now?"

The one replying was Associate Professor Zhang Xuemei from eICU: "Systolic 79, heart rate 124."

"Blood oxygen rose from 89 to 91."

No units, no percentages, no suspicion of wasting time at all.

In the Emergency Department, with emergency care at hand, any time is a line between life and death.

"That's not bad! ~"

"Pay attention to check electrolytes; so much fluid has been lost; even if plasma and red blood cells have been replenished, potassium and calcium..."

Fang Ziye said this far, shook his head at Zhang Xuemei: "Sorry, I talked too much."

Zhang Xuemei quickly had a nurse send an electrolyte, and replied: "Professor Fang has much more experience than us in rescuing surgical patients; saying more is guidance."

Zhang Xuemei didn't explicitly say Fang Ziye was meddling, but her tone inevitably became a bit colder.

Normally, do people in the surgical system understand anything about maintaining vital signs and electrolytes?

Fang Ziye didn't dwell on it; after observing carefully once more, he felt Li Nuo could handle the rest himself, so he took off his gloves and began to retreat outside.

He said to his master's student who had been assigned to him earlier: "Hurry up and go observe; this kind of close-up observation opportunity is hard to come by."

"Thank you, Teacher Fang." He also knew Fang Ziye; hearing this, he hurried forward to crowd in, while not forgetting to thank him.

He was someone who understood manners and also had emotional intelligence.

Wang Liqun also began taking off his gloves at this moment, saying as he did: "Ziye, luckily you came; this patient's arterial bleeding span is too damn big."

"Although it's not major circulation, if we really had to handle it, I'm afraid it would take a very long time."

"Professor Wang, how's the situation over here?" Fang Ziye asked.

"Three died; two were sent to the morgue. Waiting for the traffic police to notify family members to come identify them."

"Rescue Room 6 and eICU's Cao Honggui are leading people pressing over there; I don't know if they can press him back." Wang Liqun's voice and expression were equally calm, without the slightest fluctuation.

It's estimated that patients who can be sent to Zhongnan Hospital won't have light conditions.

"What car accident, how did so many people get injured all at once?" Fang Ziye frowned.

"Hey, we originally thought it was one incident, but found they came from different places; just happened to be unlucky today." Wang Liqun had already brought Fang Ziye toward Rescue Room 6.

Just as he brought Fang Ziye to the doorway of Room 6, Wang Liqun slapped his own head hard, making a loud bang.

"I'm a damn idiot; Director Chen said, if you came to the hospital, go to Operating Room 3 first thing."

Fang Ziye replied: "I've come anyway; it doesn't matter to look at this half minute."

"Are the patients in Operating Room 3 people, and the patients in the rescue room not people?"

"Let's go take a look." Fang Ziye entered the rescue room first.

There were only five people on this side of the rescue room, but now they had all stopped the compression operation.

Looking at the monitor again, the patient's sinus rhythm had apparently recovered.

This patient didn't appear to have open injuries.

But seeing his "frog belly," one knew this was definitely hemoperitoneum; Cao Honggui cursed and nagged: "Brother, you're also unlucky."

"If it were normal hours, you would have already been sent into the operating room for surgery."

"But before you, there were already eight emergency operating room turnovers..."

Fang Ziye said without any hesitation after the first glance: "Brother Wang, prepare for bedside surgery! ~"

Wang Liqun also clearly saw the patient's condition: "Just the two of us?"

Wang Liqun immediately reacted again: "Then what about Emergency Operating Room 3?"

"Wherever we encounter it, we stay there temporarily; Professor Chen Guofeng just told me to return to the hospital, and hasn't assigned me any tasks temporarily."

"Send someone to call Director Chen and tell him I've started turnover in Rescue Room 5, I'm already on the operating table," Fang Ziye said.

As Group Leader of the Emergency Surgery Group, Chen Guofeng was necessarily at least a Rescue Team subgroup leader; if he assigned a task, Fang Ziye had to obey without question and could not act beyond his duties.

Fang Ziye arriving at the hospital counted as completing the task; with duties undefined, he could act on his own initiative whatever he encountered.

Because Fang Ziye was an Associate Professor, a Deputy Chief Physician had autonomous decision-making authority.

And once turnover started, others could not easily displace Fang Ziye's position unless they could guarantee the patient would not be harmed after he left!

Wang Liqun cursed in a low voice: "Later there'll definitely be no escaping a scolding from Director Chen."

"Let him scold."

Fang Ziye's reputation still carried weight; the moment he said he'd start turnover on the spot, a nurse had already efficiently opened the debridement kit.

The resuscitation room is for saving lives; in emergencies, there's no time for excessive hand-washing and disinfection formalities.

Fang Ziye quickly put on a pair of sterile surgical gloves, then lifted the patient's clothes and simply splashed povidone-iodine on one side for disinfection, counting that as completing the simplified disinfection procedure.

He picked up the fenestrated drape, spread it out, and then picked up the scalpel.

Cao Honggui was an EICU Associate Professor with little surgical operating experience, but at this moment he didn't waste words either, directly coming to Fang Ziye's opposite side to act as assistant.

Tilting his head: "Lin Xinyi, you're responsible for stabilizing vital signs."

Lin Xinyi was a bit flustered: "Teacher Cao, I'm afraid I..."

"Afraid or not, you have to handle it; you must stabilize them." Cao Honggui didn't even raise his head; a cold shout stuffed Lin Xinyi's words back down her throat!

Everyone grows, and must grow; whether proactive or forced, all must go through this step.

Otherwise they can never stand alone.

"Negative pressure suction device is here." Emergency Department nurses usually handle miscellaneous work, so they're quite proficient at the basic preparations for resuscitation room turnover.

"Open an abdominal retractor."

Fang Ziye ordered.

Immediately after, he looked at Wang Liqun who was preparing to approach, tone rhetorical: "Brother Wang, shouldn't you call General Surgery's Gu Junfeng and Professor Xu Haoyang?"

Wang Liqun froze, eyes widening, then narrowing slightly, before taking a deep breath and gritting out: "Fine! ~"

Wang Liqun understood Fang Ziye's meaning.

Fang Ziye was only granted Vascular Surgery and Orthopedics operating permissions by hospital routine.

Although Fang Ziye had surgical practice rights and could perform some operations under emergency avoidance, at this moment, consulting Hepatobiliary & Pancreatic Surgery's Xu Haoyang and Gastrointestinal Surgery's Gu Junfeng to obtain authorization was the safest course.

A Deputy Chief Physician, in such an urgent situation, still being this cautious — it genuinely made Wang Liqun look at him with new respect.

Bold yet meticulous, technically skilled; if Fang Ziye can't make a name for himself, this world is absolutely crawling with demons and monsters.

Wang Liqun wasn't lacking in attentiveness; he'd just been dumped with this huge mess by Chen Guofeng.

Just sent one to the OR, clinically rescuing another here, and now this one went into shock.

All of it needed Wang Liqun to hold the line alone; he was busy too.

Authorization is a one-sentence matter.

Gu Junfeng and Xu Haoyang couldn't possibly refuse.

Even just a verbal commitment, with Wang Liqun's call, was enough to let Fang Ziye set his mind at ease.

Call records can serve as basis for authorization; supplementary signatures can be done post-op.

Emergency rescue — if every formality requires strict formatting, don't bother saving the life, and there's no such thing as emergency avoidance.

Which ordinary person doing chest compressions on someone would be the unlucky one.

Abdomen already opened, retractor delivered, negative pressure suction placed, Wang Liqun also approached tableside.

What should have been a pale yellow fatty abdomen was now a bloody scene; Wang Liqun's scalp also tightened slightly.

But reacting that the one standing opposite was surgical expert Fang Ziye, he soothed his own accelerated heartbeat.

"Any vascular bleeding?" Wang Liqun asked.

"Blunt trauma — first look for organ injury; small bleeding check liver, massive bleeding check spleen first."

"Generally speaking, blunt trauma doesn't injure vessels."

As Fang Ziye spoke, he had already directed the hemostat toward the spleen's location.

Sure enough, as Fang Ziye predicted, this patient's splenic rupture was the biggest source of bleeding.

Just clamping the splenic artery reduced the bleeding volume sharply.

There should still be venous reflux outflow.

Fang Ziye continued probing meticulously, and in nearly one more minute had temporarily clamped all the spleen's inflow and outflow vessels.

At the same time, Wang Liqun, responsible for suctioning blood with the suction device, had sucked out most of the accumulated blood in the abdomen.

Fang Ziye continued exploring the liver area, brow furrowing slightly: "This patient also has liver area injury, though the wound surface isn't large."

"Temporary coverage will do."

"The patient's shock is electrolyte imbalance with hypotensive shock; must promptly correct water-electrolyte imbalance."

"His blood loss is more from the splenic rupture."

"This kind of abdominal non-penetrating injury, sudden rupture with massive hemorrhage, is actually extremely dangerous."

"If he had abdominal penetrating injury from the start, it would've been handled long ago."

Speaking here, Fang Ziye intended to stop his operation.

But Fang Ziye still instinctively glanced at the patient's vital signs monitor.

Lin Xinyi was currently drawing blood from the patient; the nurse stood by listening to Lin Xinyi's medical orders and continuously opening medicine bottles.

Fang Ziye only froze for roughly three seconds, then very decisively said: "Push to interventional OR! ~"

"Hypotension, hemorrhagic shock are just surface shock; he also has vascular embolism! ~"

"Don't know where the embolus went! ~" Fang Ziye crisp and decisive.

"How was it judged?" Cao Honggui instinctively questioned.

"That's not important, and now isn't the time to explain."

"Send to the interventional operating room immediately, call them, say we're coming right now!" Fang Ziye didn't answer, but said to the nurse.

"Get me another arterial sheath, I'll place it right here, save a bit of time!"

"Faster." Fang Ziye urged.

"It's just me!" The nurse felt so wronged she nearly cried, she was searching the contact list.

Actually right now, the resuscitation room should have at least three nurses.

Fang Ziye took a deep breath, suppressing his temper.

The current patient volume is high, one person has to be split into two.

Only blame the Emergency Department for suddenly getting too many people.

But fortunately, the group that transferred patients to the operating room earlier came back, Deng Zhi and the others naturally arrived at the resuscitation room at the first moment.

Wang Liqun breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing the arrivals.

Not waiting for Deng Zhi and them to catch their breath, he said: "Prepare to transfer to the interventional operating room immediately."

"Fang Ziye is placing the sheath."

Deng Zhi and the others had just returned, hearing this their eyes widened a bit: "Ah?"

"Hurry up and prepare for transport!" Wang Liqun wouldn't waste words with a junior attending like you.

Deng Zhi, the little master's student, Internal Medicine's Huang Yutong and the others immediately became tense again.

The two nurses who came back also started assigning tasks with the nurse in the resuscitation room.

Two minutes later, Fang Ziye advanced the sheath into the femoral artery.

Four minutes later, Fang Ziye completed the sheath suture fixation.

Five minutes later, a group pushed the patient out of the resuscitation room, rushing to the interventional operating room.

The patient soon reached the operating floor doorway, Fang Ziye turned intending to jog toward the changing room.

Lin Xinyi took the opportunity when Fang Ziye turned to ask: "Professor Fang, can you know where the embolism is?"

"I don't have fluoroscopy eyes either." Fang Ziye was already downstairs, his voice drifting along.

"Lin Xinyi what are you doing? This is the operating room entrance, not the consultation area, you may not casually discuss the patient's condition. Pay attention to privacy." Cao Honggui rebuked in a low voice.

Lin Xinyi fell silent.

She was truly curious how Fang Ziye diagnosed the patient with 'embolism' through the naked eye.

It can be said, if the speaker weren't Fang Ziye, even though Fang Ziye is an associate professor, she would dare directly scold and refute the other party a few sentences.

Don't speak recklessly without evidence.

Fang Ziye gave no evidence, she doubted it, just didn't say it out loud, but also wanted to ask the question, ask for clarity.

"If there are questions, talk another time. Want to consult, also have to wait until the other party is free."

"Right now you're working, not in your learning cycle." Cao Honggui finished scolding.

"One two three, start transferring the bed..."

Soon, the patient was pushed into the operating room.

As the operating room's automatic induction door slowly closed, everyone could no longer see the patient's figure.

Including Cao Honggui, everyone's mood was actually slightly heavy.

Although the diagnosis came out, with the patient's current state, whether they can pull through is still unknown.

The operating room is actually the human world's double heaven.

One step human world, one step hell.

No one knows the final result, medicine is a discipline where uncertainty swings extremely severely.

Cao Honggui took a few deep breaths, simply turned: "We should go back!"

Roller wheel sounds rang out again, only this time no one jogged, they walked to the elevator entrance to wait for the elevator.

Fang Ziye changed into scrubs and rushed to the operating room, Vascular Surgery's Pang Haichao was still dispatched over.

The emergency patient was pushed from the resuscitation room into the operating room, had a cardiac arrest, and also produced a thrombus.

Vascular Surgery even if they couldn't spare anyone, still had to dispatch someone to help.

The lead surgeon on the table definitely can't step down, because that's his main battlefield.

The first-come-first-served principle is like this, patients who came to the hospital first get to enjoy relatively better resources!

Relative to latecomers, they can only relatively 'leave it to fate'.

Every hospital's resources are relatively limited, far from abundant enough for any patient entering the hospital to be seen by the most top-tier doctors.

At the same time, Fang Ziye also shook over a person.

Hepatobiliary Surgery also sent an attending, Wang Youhua who follows Professor Xia Shuanglong.

Zhongnan Hospital's Hepatobiliary Surgery has profound strength, originally only divided into two wards, yet has over a dozen chief physician-level big shots.

This is the comprehensive foundation of a national key clinical specialty.

Divided into Hepatobiliary Surgery and the Hepatobiliary Disease Research Institute/Transplant Medicine Center!

Because there are so many professors and chief physicians, therefore after the new campus just opened, Professor Chen Guofeng and Professor Xia Shuanglong came to the new campus, one went to Emergency Surgery as director, one came to Hepatobiliary Surgery as chief physician director.

"Professor Fang, this patient's liver contusion is okay, but just, don't know if they can pull through." Wang Youhua approached the operating table, first examined the liver contusion situation, tone slightly trembling.

He watched Fang Ziye bringing a Vascular Surgery little master's student preparing to open the table for embolization rescue, mouth corners starting to tremble.

If accurately describing the patient's current situation, it's active embolization phase, don't know if embolization will continue.

According to hospital routine treatment arrangements, this kind of patient in a mass emergency, belongs to the category that should be "abandoned".

Only when encountering such emergency patients normally would there be so many big shots from specialties like Cardiology, Vascular Surgery, Neurosurgery, etc. gathered together to see if they could make a trip to Yama's Hall to snatch back a life.

Right now, there was only Fang Ziye alone.

Although he had heard of Fang Ziye's legendary stories, a lonely tree makes no forest.

Fang Ziye said: "Do one's best; after trying, even if unable to reverse the situation, one can be at peace."

"After all, we encountered it."

In the hospital, encountering it is fate.

Without encountering it, there is no fate to speak of.

If Fang Ziye had gone on a business trip today, no one would have called Fang Ziye; even if ten or twenty people died, Fang Ziye couldn't come back.

This is fate.

"Prepare to inject contrast agent!" After Fang Ziye completed preoperative preparation, he said to the others.

Contrast agent has certain radiation. Those without lead aprons must temporarily avoid it; those wearing lead aprons can barely withstand local radiation.

As Fang Ziye spoke, the operating room's automatic induction door was stepped open.

A slightly familiar high-cold voice came from outside: "Is it possible ECMO is needed here?"

The anesthesiologist stopped the newly arrived Dou Yueyue at the doorway, took her out to explain in detail...

Soon, the two walked back into the operating room from outside wearing lead aprons.

Fang Ziye stood by the operating table, watching the fluoroscope while frowning tightly.

This patient's condition was a bit worse than he had anticipated.

"Intracranial arterial embolism, bilateral lower limb arterial embolism, hepatic embolism, right renal arterial embolism."

"Atrial fibrillation should have occurred before or after cardiac arrest, producing arterial emboli."

"The heart's vessels are patent on angiography; this is the only good news."

"Handle the intracranial thrombus first." Fang Ziye said after reading the diagnosis clearly.

The small master's student Pang Haichao representing Vascular Surgery dared not answer, trembling; he who could understand the angiographic atlas now had a face gradually turning pale.

Although Fang Ziye spoke lightly, this kind of multi-thrombus mechanical thrombectomy is not so easy to operate.

Even Professor Deng Haibo or Professor Wu Yong, with the highest vascular surgery attainments in the hospital, seeing the current situation, would definitely feel scalp numbness.

Not to mention, there are still some small embolism points.

However, while Pang Haichao, who understood the surgical difficulty, was still in a daze, Fang Ziye's side had already inexplicably passed the guidewire through the femoral artery, through the heart, and directly probed toward the carotid artery direction.

Pang Haichao instantly startled, blurted out: "This fast?"

Fang Ziye actually likes to talk a lot, but this scene, others not speaking, he couldn't take the initiative to open his mouth; just right he glanced at Pang Haichao: "I did so much, you only noticed a fast?"

"You're not a woman, can't lose it." Fang Ziye deliberately emphasized the three words 'lose it'.

Those who understand understand.

But this moment, no one was willing to joke with Fang Ziye.

Fang Ziye sent the catheter into the occluded segment, then very easily aspirated the thrombus out.

Pang Haichao immediately went to check the thrombus shape; after reading the thrombus shape, Pang Haichao was very certain this was an arterial thrombus.

Relatively soft, although easy to aspirate, also easy to break, forming small thrombi again.

Fang Ziye so cleanly brought it out from inside; every move is kung fu, only pity oneself can't read/understand it.

The intracranial arterial embolism was not just one spot; only when Pang Haichao finished being shocked, Fang Ziye took out another thrombus, placed flat beside the previous thrombus.

Looking at Pang Haichao's stunned eyes, Wang Youhua figured it out; Fang Ziye's "assistant" was completely a drag bottle, understood almost nothing.

"Don't think, you help properly; your current skill level, what you can't figure out, don't waste time." Wang Youhua said.

With insufficient basic skills, wanting to deconstruct Fang Ziye's surgery is completely wasting one's own time.

Pang Haichao heard this and suddenly realized; looking at Fang Ziye again, Fang Ziye had already taken down the last intracranial arterial thrombus.

Under the contrast agent's fluoroscopy, the intracranial arteries thoroughly formed a network.

Looking at this clean, crisp vascular network structure, viewers all feel suddenly enlightened.

If nothing unexpected, this patient after such handling, even with some sequelae, won't be too severe.

Ischemic time not long; postoperative brief functional impairments are temporary, can still recover.

"Luck really good!" Pang Haichao exclaimed. (Chapter End)