C1067 Cryotherapy
"Pleural incision completed."
As soon as Chen Qun announced the result, Chi Hong, who had been preparing for a long time, immediately answered.
"The donor's heart is ready!"
"Very good, give me the clamp!"
Chen Qun stretched out his hand without raising his head, and the pliers landed on his palm. Chen Qun knew that Zhao Xue was trying her best to keep up with his speed today, which made her improve a little compared to before.
He calmly glanced at Zhao Xue and noticed that she was sweating profusely. He didn't even have the time to wipe her sweat, and her skin was flushed red. It took him a lot of effort to catch up with her.
Perhaps after one or two more major operations, this nurse's instrument nurse's skills could be ranked among the masters. She remembered that a few days ago, before the system was upgraded, the simulation nurse's skill points in the space were more than half of the experts', so her advancement was also within her expectations.
"Segmentation of blood flow, infuse heart stopping liquid, give me a sharp forceps!"
Chen Qun looked around the battlefield as if he was giving orders, he inexplicably had a high-spirited feeling in his heart. He even used his little finger to hook the device Zhao Xue handed to him, and with a slight turn, the round hole at the back of the pincer closed and fell on his thumb and middle finger. This small movement caused everyone who was familiar with him to feel a little strange. They knew that he was full of an indomitable spirit and was using all his abilities to treat this little patient.
Koo Ning, who was the assistant, knew that this was the most critical place. The only thing that restricted Chen Qun was that the surgery had been going on for more than four hours and the patient's physiological index was falling off the guard. This sudden change only made the dangerous operation worse.
Besides, Koo Ning was also worried about the fact that when the frozen heart was taken out of the cryochamber, its color was a little pale, a little different from the normal transplanted heart. Plus, he was well aware that this heart's function was very weak and critical. It had been in ischemia and transportation for a long time, so if the heart itself could not hold out, then Wu Tie's techniques would be useless no matter how many times they changed.
Even if it could restore his blood circulation, he didn't know if it would be able to survive or not. According to his current estimation, the probability of success was only 0.1%. He wondered if Chen Qun's luck would be able to overcome his difficulties.
However, Koo Ning instantly knew that his "Senior Brother" was wrong, because Chen Qun never expected luck to bring him any success, and under any circumstances, he had a backup plan.
"Prepare the cryostat immediately!"
Following Chen Qun's order, the others didn't have time to react. Only Koo Ning, who was an insider, immediately guessed Chen Qun's motive.
"Are you afraid …"
Chen Qun didn't wait for Koo Ning to finish, and directly interrupted his statement.
"It's not that I'm afraid, but just in case. It's best to be prepared in case something happens."
What if your sister!
Koo Ning cursed silently in his stomach and felt the pressure in his heart lessen. Chen Qun this kid even knows this rare method, do not know how many stealth heart surgery. Even if his brain circuits were different from others, his experience was just too abundant. There was no one in the world who could compare to him.
Chen Qun's self-deprecating line that hung on his mouth every day — — "rich clinical experience" was not a bluff, but a humble way of putting it.
The operation fell into silence, and only a few doctors were left to continue the heart-liver transplant. After considering for two to three minutes, Chi Hong understood what Chen Qun was worried about, which was why he prepared in advance. However, her heart became heavier. She knew why Chen Qun didn't let her Senior Brother say it.
Otherwise, it would be too much of a blow to the morale, causing the other assistants to be thrown into disarray.
Perhaps, Chen Qun was silently waiting for that moment to come. For Chen Qun, the reason he chose to wait was because he didn't know what was wrong with the critical heart that had lost most of its vitality. Furthermore, Chen Qun should still have some backup plans. It's just that during the operation, he didn't use any of the active agents that he inadvertently created. He was afraid of using the drugs first, which would cause his ischemic heart to consume itself faster.
He only had one chance. If he added in the cryotherapy, he could save the patient from two damaged hearts.
However, another question had come up.
How did Chen Qun know that the active medicament had only one effect on the heart at low temperatures, and it was not used during transportation? Where did he get the data from?
Even if he had to guess, he would need to have a model foundation. At the very least, he hadn't seen the hypothermia heart test in his daughter's simulation. After all, this was one of the uses they knew from the very beginning, and it was later proven by countless patients.
"Remove the cover and turn off the cardiopulmonary bypass."
Following Chen Qun's order, everyone stared at the slightly crowded hearts in their chests and watched with bated breath.
The number on the wall jumped for six or seven seconds before a loud heartbeat sounded from the heart transplant. It was then that the heart on the other side started to beat as if it had come to a tacit understanding.1
Other than Chen Qun, everyone took a deep breath at the same time. They knew that the operation had finally succeeded.
However, for Chen Qun, the three small dots on the three-dimensional view on the diagnostic panel were changing their positions continuously. He couldn't be sure if it was a problem with that one point or the three points.
He knew that if there were three problems, he would not be able to solve them in the shortest time possible, and that would mean that the operation had failed. The only thing that could comfort him was that these three points were constantly changing their positions, only moving one at a time. In other words, the other two places were a follow-up reaction, and only one place was the culprit.
"The operation is a success!"
A nurse cheered, but before she could finish her sentence, an alarm was set off.
"VT?"
"Ventricular tachycardia!"
Chi Hong and Koo Ning came up with the same answer at the same time, but Chi Hong wasn't sure and Koo Ning had already expected it.
Chen Qun was already prepared and directly ordered the nurse beside him.
"Injection of cardiac arrest fluid into the transplanted heart while starting the cardiopulmonary bypass again. I need to find the focal point of VT phenomenon in the transplanted heart, cut open the heart after the heart stops beating, and freeze around the papillary muscles at extremely low temperatures!"
Only after Chen Qun's explanation did the other doctors understand that they had to use ultra-low temperature treatment to lock the culprit and eliminate the ventricular tachycardia without causing injury to the heart.
However, the crux of the problem was how Chen Qun was able to find this focus. If he failed, then it would affect the conduction system and cause the conduction block!
"Chen, do you know where the focus is?"
"I know. Just now, the one of my left hand that was pressed tightly against my heart felt that something was wrong!" The site of this operation was exactly the same when it was first discovered. "
This guy was truly strange. While everyone was playing high technology, he was playing empty-handed homework in an old-fashioned style. While everyone was performing conventional surgery, he was doing high technology innovation and was one step ahead of the world's trend.
The past and future had become two carriages in his hands, allowing him to gallop through the field of surgery without any obstacles!
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