"Doctor Cao, you are so powerful that such rare diseases can be quickly diagnosed by you!"
Interns and nurses were chatting around, Cao Yong looked at the conclusion on the CT report and was a little stunned. Speaking of which, he wasn't the first to judge, it was that high school girl—
Who is she?
turned around, Cao Yong pushed aside the people around him, and walked quickly to the door of the emergency room.
The hospital ambulance was parked in the small courtyard in front of him, and no one was standing.
Could it be that he was dreaming that a little fairy came down to tell him what happened to the patient.
"Doctor Cao, who are you looking for?" asked the nurse who followed him.
"Did a girl stand in the yard just now, wearing a high school uniform." Cao Yong pointed to where Xie Wanying had stood and asked the others.
"No." The nurse trainees all shook their heads.
"Dr. Cao, I called our hospital's general surgery department, but our hospital doesn't have a special cardiothoracic surgery department. They said they couldn't do this surgery." The interns who were ordered to call to inform other departments ran back, sweating profusely. and Cao Yong reported.
Cao Yong's face changed suddenly: No! He forgot that this was not the hospital where he used to be.
Ding Yuhai was surprised to receive a call from his colleague: "Which young guy is so powerful, aortic aneurysm is a relatively rare case."
"It's not a young man from our hospital. It was the dean and an old classmate from Capital Hospital who came to our hospital for communication and guidance. He said that he was already a scholar when he was in medical school. He was sent from overseas. Cao. Tonight seems to be a temporary replacement for someone who is the chief inpatient of our hospital, so he encountered a rare case. "
"The top students from the capital are amazing. The question is what happens after the diagnosis is made? I'm afraid it will be too late to transfer to the provincial hospital. There are no guys in our city who can do this kind of surgery. Beyond City One has built the most advanced surgery in the city and introduced an extracorporeal circulation machine, but so far we have not been able to bring in a cardiothoracic surgeon to our hospital." Ding Yuhai said this, his mouth could not help but float with pride.
Being a doctor is like cooking, and it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice. When doctors from the capital arrive, they still need to be limited by the environment. Cao Yong had to admit defeat tonight.
In the hospital, Cao Yong walked all the way to the operating room and took off the white coat outside, revealing the green hand-washing suit he wore inside, holding a Motorola mobile phone and talking to Zhu Huicang, an old classmate in the cardiothoracic surgery department of his hospital: "What do you tell me to do, I will Come and do it, no one in this hospital can do it."
"Are you crazy? This is not our hospital."
"What if you don't? Watching him die, he has a wife and children."
The area where the family members of the patient are located was crying.
"Hey." Zhu Huicang sighed, saying how difficult it is to train cardiothoracic surgeons, laymen don't understand, so the family blamed why there were no cardiothoracic surgeons in the hospital. They can only say that there are hospitals in the country that have real cardiothoracic surgery departments. Very few, many prefecture-level cities do not have such a hospital.
Looking back, Zhu Huicang said to his old classmate, "I'll tell you what to do, but you have to be careful, because cardiothoracic surgery requires two years of specialist training after becoming general surgery."
"Okay, our brain surgery is not the same. I have some memories of the cardiothoracic surgery internship, and now I will confirm with you."