"That's OK." The system NPC said, "When you get home and then train."

"The pain level of kidney stones is very high, and there will be no major problems if you treat it as soon as possible." The system NPC continued to explain to Ji Xiang, "It was in vitro lithotripsy at the beginning, but it is rarely used now."

"Why, teacher."

"The side effects are relatively large, but the effect is actually average." The system NPC explained, "Afterward, someone began to study the ureteral retrograde intervention and the lithotrip and lithotrip technique.

However, the operation is very difficult, and the toughness of the ureteral wall is much worse than that of the blood vessel wall. This procedure can easily lead to ureteral rupture."

Ji Xiang listened carefully.

Although the system NPC is a bit nagging, talking about some gravel methods that have been eliminated or are rarely used in clinical practice, Ji Xiang still listens with relish.

"The most commonly used surgery now is laser lithotripsy under ureteroscopic and stone extraction surgery. The advantages and disadvantages of this surgery are also quite obvious, mainly..."

Ji Xiang listened quietly and grew up bit by bit.

...

...

In the duty room of the operating room.

The anesthesiologist and the nurse are having a meal together.

The operation just now interrupted the supper, and when I came back, the food was already cold. I would normally use the microwave to beat it before eating, but today both of them were uneasy and forgot about eating.

It’s like a couple who have been married for decades, relatively speechless, eating their own things, without a single word of nonsense.

After the young Que Pearson left the operating room, the depressing aura disappeared immediately.

Everyone could breathe normally, see that the patient was in a stable state, and there was nothing wrong with it after the general anesthesia. When they were sent back to the ward, the two of them kept thinking about it.

"Old Li, why did that little student just now be so fierce?" the nurse asked in a daze with a quick son in her mouth.

She was unwilling to accept it, but whenever she always wanted to speak ill of each other, she was always afraid and could only nag a few words.

Even if the [Superior Doctor’s Gaze] skill is not there, the circuit nurse is still silent.

The moment he talked about the small rules, the anesthesiologist couldn't help but shudder.

He hesitated for a moment, lowered his head and said softly, "Don't talk nonsense."

"Old Li, why are you so cowardly!"

The anesthesiologist smiled, and he did not refute the words of the circuit nurse.

She was so cowardly that she was scolded by Xiaogu Pearson and hit the automatic door of the operating room. Why couldn't she see her beating against the Xiaogu Pearson?

And even now, her voice is so pitiful.

This is not counted. If it is normal, based on the anesthesiologist's understanding of the tour, even if he is the most fierce director of the foreign country, if he dares to offend her, she may be able to chase her to the ward to scold her at this time.

But now this person can only sit in the duty room and complain to himself, and his voice is so low, as if the little tutor will fall from the sky and scold him with a harsh voice.

"Oh." The anesthesiologist sighed, "I don't even have a practicing physician certificate, but I'm good at rescue, so I can't accept it. To be honest, I still don't understand why a tube of erythromycin ointment can cure air embolism."

"Old Li, you are so old that you live to a dog." The nurse in the tour contemptuously.

The nurse was not brave enough to say that little tutor, but when it comes to the anesthesiologist, she was very brave and her voice was raised directly, full of contempt and unconcealed.

The anesthesiologist smiled embarrassedly.

Who made me lose that aura and couldn't blame others?

"B-ultrasound is pneumothorax. I heard that the severe disease has been under three years, and the director can do it in our operating room." The nurse in the circuit bit the fast son again and said, "I thought it was such a difficult technique, but as a small-scale student can do it."

The anesthesiologist wanted to explain, but he swallowed it back when he was at his mouth.

So is it an ordinary small-cost trainee?

I'm afraid that my director would have to kneel down even when he was standing in the art room.

Cooperating with his calm and unhurried, he was in control of everything. The anesthesiologist was a little confused as he thought about it.

"So too, Mr. Wu, even if you make a stone, you can cause air embolism."

"What's the point of asking him? I'll come to the operating room to pick up the stones. I have to point at his nose and ask you, can you be more reliable? If you can't do the surgery, change someone, air embolization, I'm so embarrassed!"

The circuit nurse gradually returned to normal.

I dare not scold that little priest, don’t I dare to scold you, the hospitalized officer in the urology department? I ran away, you are a cake seller.

She spoke so much that she finally slapped the table.

In the corridor, a series of footsteps came, hurriedly, with a hurried feeling.

"Where is the patient? Why did he leave so quickly? Or did he walk on the stage or go back to the ward?"

"Director!" The anesthesiologist remembered that he called the director at that time.

The rescue level of air embolism is very high, and the director must know it. Otherwise, the patient's family will not recognize it. If there is a medical accident, the director must fight with the surgeon.

In the blink of an eye, I actually forgot about this.

The anesthesiologist walked out quickly, "Director, the patient was rescued successfully and went back."

"MD!" The director of the anesthesia department cursed, "Is the diagnosis wrong? I ran two red lights in the middle of the night!!"

"No……"

"Take the quickie down and talk to me with a quickie in your mouth. Who did you learn from?"

The anesthesiologist was stunned and smiled bitterly, but he was holding the quickie in his mouth.

Alas, that little tutor is really strong, especially his terrifying aura.

He held the quick-selling boy embarrassedly and briefly told the director about the rescue.

The director of the Department of Anesthesiology was stunned.

"No jugular vein puncture, right heart pumping?" asked the director of the Department of Anesthesiology.

"I didn't do it, so he used erythromycin ointment to block the gap between the drainage tube and the skin. After using B-ultrasound for more than half an hour, the gas gradually decreased, the patient's vital signs were stable, so he woke up."

"..." The director of the anesthesia department felt a little bitter in his mouth.

Can air embolism be treated like this?

Just kidding.

"I'll look at the records."

"Hey!"

The anesthesiologist was glad that fortunately the little simplified student did not give him a good face at that time, and he did a very solid record of the operation, so he was not afraid that the director would see the problem.

I accompanied the director of the anesthesiology department to see the record sheet, and the more I looked, the greener his face became.

Green, like a leek.

"director……"

"Where did the small-coordinated trainees come from... No, is it the urology department?" the director of the anesthesia department suddenly asked.

"Yeah, yes."

"Call Jixiang?"

"Ah? You know?" The anesthesiologist was stunned.

Could it be that this tutor has any profound background that he doesn’t know?

"Hey." The director of the anesthesia department said hesitantly, staring at the record sheet, and said for a full minute, "I heard of the gas station fire."

"I heard it."

"The most serious patient has no good luck in his whole body, and the venous passage cannot be established. At that time, I was preparing to indwell the deep venous puncture channel."

"Then, the first puncture, failed."

A strange thought suddenly appeared in the anesthesiologist's mind.

Could it be that the little rule trainee can do what his director can't do?

"Justice Gu from the capital of God just happened to catch up with his sponge puncture done by a student, leaving the infusion channel."

"Oh, Mr. Gu, that's not right, Director!" The anesthesiologist said, and suddenly looked at his director in surprise, "What puncture did you just say? What channel was left?"

"Caperpination." said the director of the Department of Anesthesiology intensified his tone.

He thought about this for a long time, but still feels a little confused.

"That's OK?" The anesthesiologist fell into a state of confusion.

"Of course." The director of the anesthesia department tried to calm his tone. "I thought it was not possible at the time, but he did. The puncture was successful and the liquid came in. I kept going to the sterile ward where the burn was damaged."

"What happened later?"

"I successfully had femoral vein puncture after three hours." The director of the Department of Anesthesiology sighed, "If the young man named Ji Xiang had no idea, I'm afraid the patient wouldn't have survived that time."

Everyone knows what patients with severe burns look like.

I'm afraid the director's successful in intravenous channels is related to the patient's blood pressure recovery.
To be continued...