Healing Doctor

Chapter 331 This is not a desperate situation, but a suicide situation.

"Dean Zhao." Director Bai came out of the operating room and came to Dean Zhao's side.

Because the operating room required stepping on the lines, Dean Zhao kept a safe distance. Director Bai understood his mindset and was used to it.

After reporting on the patient's condition, Director Bai said, "The patient just underwent a heart transplant. If he were to be under general anesthesia again and have a 5-8cm incision made in the jugular vein to remove the Swan-Ganz floating catheter, there could be serious problems."

Dean Zhao's face was ashen.

After Director Bai finished his report, he remained silent for a moment, then asked, "Is there any other way?"

"Not at the moment," Director Bai said. "Dean Zhao, how do you plan to explain this to the patient's family?"

Heart transplantation is part of scientific research, so Zhao Jixiang snatched this job from the dean in charge of clinical care.

If the Ghost Heart technique can be fully implemented in the future, the Second Affiliated Hospital will definitely record this achievement in great detail in its history, which is what Zhao Jixiang wants.

However, he did not expect that although the surgery went smoothly and the patient recovered well after the operation, he would encounter a situation where the Swan-Ganz catheter got tangled in the blood vessel.

What should have been a perfect surgery was marred by an unexpected and terrible complication, leaving Zhao Jixiang somewhat at a loss.

He calmed himself down and habitually passed the buck back, "Director Bai, how do you intend to resolve this?"

"I don't have any particularly good solutions. I can only tell the patient's family that if all else fails and the patient can't get down, we should be prepared for the building to be blocked."

"..."

Zhao Jixiang felt a chill run down his spine.

Because it was a heart transplant, and the patient's family members had some status and position, Zhao Jixiang was the one who communicated and coordinated in the early stages, while Director Bai basically did not show up.

Moreover, Director Bai is always cunning and slippery; if I wanted to shift the blame, he would definitely not accept it.

Zhao Jixiang sighed deeply, "Director Bai, we've worked together for many years. Next year, you'll also be promoted to take charge of clinical work."

"Dean Zhao, it's hard to say what will happen in the future."

"You handle it as you see fit," Zhao Jixiang patted his chest. "If anything goes wrong, I'll take care of it. If nothing goes wrong and the patient is discharged safely, we'll both be credited."

Zhao Jixiang spoke his last sentence very seriously and sincerely.

He was mainly frightened by Director Bai's threat to block the office building, which led him to subtly offer substantial benefits.

However, Director Bai still refused to answer.

"Dean Zhao, they're still waiting inside. I can't think of a solution right now. I'll follow your instructions. What do you think we should do?" Director Bai said, looking troubled.

Looking at Director Bai's shrewd and calculating expression, Zhao Jixiang bluntly said with disdain, "Director Bai, that's where you're wrong. What time is it now? I'm telling you right now, go ahead and do it. If anything goes wrong, it's my responsibility. I, Zhao, am not the kind of person who shirks responsibility."

"real?"

"real."

At this moment, Zhao Jixiang really didn't want to communicate with the patient's family. He had just successfully completed the surgery and had already said everything he needed to say.

"Then I'll give it a try," Director Bai said cautiously. "Just a try, Dean Zhao."

"Just go for it!"

Director Bai took out his phone and called Director Liu.

"Director Liu, bring Ji Xiang up here immediately, right now."

When Zhao Jixiang heard the name Ji Xiang, his face immediately turned ashen, as if it had been coated with soot.

He didn't expect that the Swan-Ganz catheter was knotted in the blood vessel, and that Director Bai, like Zhao Xiangming, wanted to find Ji Xiang to solve the problem.

"Director Bai..."

"Dean Zhao, this is my only solution. Otherwise, you can come and do it yourself," Director Bai said bluntly.

Dean Zhao frowned, sighed, and said, "I trust those I employ. I promised to let go, so disregard what I said."

He thought viciously to himself, "You really think I won't shirk responsibility? You're kidding me. Find a resident to perform the surgery."

Zhao Jixiang genuinely didn't believe that Ji Xiang could possibly have any solutions.

Moreover, it's not so easy to shift the blame by having Ji Xiang perform the surgery.

Having figured this out, Zhao Jixiang felt much better. He relaxed and had already planned how to shift the blame in the future.

Soon, Director Liu brought Ji Xiang up.

"Dr. Xiao Ji." Director Bai went up to him, tilted his head slightly, and gazed at Ji Xiang.

"Director Bai, is the 12F catheter ready?"

"have."

"That's good, I'll go into surgery now."

Is it difficult?

"It's very simple."

"Simple?!" Director Bai and Dean Zhao were both surprised.

They knew the patient's condition; the Swan-Ganz floating catheter was knotted in the blood vessel, and they had no idea what other good way to solve the problem besides cutting it open and removing it.

Even if it were possible, the difficulty would be off the charts.

But what did Ji Xiang say?

simple!

"It's hard to explain in this way. We need to hurry, otherwise it will be difficult to deal with if a blood clot forms at the knot of the Swan-Ganz catheter. If it causes a pulmonary embolism, it will be a lot of trouble," Ji Xiang said.

"!!!"

Without hesitation, Director Bai nodded and called out, "Director Zhao, let's go together."

"Okay." Director Zhao ran off to get ready.

After taking just one step, Zhao Xiangming tripped over his right foot with his left and fell flat on his face.

"Director Zhao?"

Zhao Xiangming lay motionless on the ground.

Director Bai snorted coldly.

Damn it, everyone knows this is a suicide mission, but no one dares to go for it.

That old bastard Zhao Xiangming actually came up with the trick of pretending to be dead; it's absolutely an eyesore!

Director Bai cursed inwardly, but Zhao Xiangming pretended to be unconscious no matter what he said, and didn't say a word, just obediently lying on the ground.

As a neurosurgeon, Director Bai has a hundred ways to make him look foolish and smug.

But Ji Xiang's words were still ringing in her ears—we need to hurry, otherwise if a blood clot forms, it could lead to a pulmonary embolism, which would be a real problem.

"Interventional radiology department, Professor Ma, you follow along." Director Bai casually pointed, and Professor Ma nodded as if he had eaten a bitter melon, but did not say anything.

Zhao Jixiang was not careless. Fearing that something else might happen, he put on a lead apron and went in with them.

Ji Xiang put on a lead apron, scrubbed his hands, and then stood on the operating table.

"12F arterial sheath".

The 12F catheter was delivered to Ji Xiang.

At the Swan-Ganz catheter puncture site, Ji Xiang removed the original sheath and then inserted a 12F arterial sheath.

His hands were very steady.

"Dr. Ji," Professor Ma asked, troubled, "what are you planning to do?"

"It's finished," Ji Xiang said calmly.

"ah?!"

"Has Professor Ma ever solved intraoperative problems for other departments?"

No.

"Oh, no wonder."

As Ji Xiang spoke, he began to pull the Swan-Ganz catheter outwards.

"Slow down!" Professor Ma reminded him instinctively.

"It's very simple, look." Ji Xiang pulled his hand outwards. The 12F arterial sheath was very wide, and the knotted part of the Swan-Ganz catheter was pulled out without any obstruction.

Zhao Jixiang's eyelids twitched as he watched.

Director Bai immediately focused intently on the electrocardiogram monitor.

The patient has a sinus rhythm of 92 beats per minute, normal blood pressure, and normal blood oxygen saturation. The patient seems to have no symptoms.

(End of this chapter)