Chapter 172

"What is the tidal volume?"

"254ml."

As the anesthesia reported the various parameters of the ventilator truthfully, Xiao Chenguang held a piece of sterile cotton ball and began to do the leakage experiment of tracheal reconstruction.

The principle is actually the same as the tire leakage inspection.

Apply an appropriate amount of soapy water on the tire. As long as there is gurgling, it means that the tire is leaking.

At this moment, Xiao Chenguang used hemostatic forceps to tear off one side of the cotton wool in his hand and placed it on the suture of the trachea.

The cotton wool did not flutter at all.

Everyone saw this scene.

They were excited.

But they did not disturb Xiao Chenguang because the leakage experiment was not completely over.

"Change the ventilator mode to volume control, and give tidal volume to 350ml."

Xiao Chenguang's words sounded again.

"Okay."

The anesthesia director personally went on stage at this moment to adjust the parameters on the ventilator.

The mode was changed from P/AC to V/AC, and the number began to change when the button was turned, and finally adjusted to 350ml.

At this time, he could no longer suppress his excitement.

He saw the leak test clearly. From past experience, he knew that this tracheal reconstruction operation had been successfully completed.

"Director Song, increase the tidal volume to 500ml and adjust the positive end-expiratory pressure to 8mmHg."

Just as the director of anesthesia was thinking, Xiao Chenguang had completed the leak test again.

"With 500 tidal volumes, the platform pressure is estimated to exceed 25mmHg. Will it affect the trachea?"

Hearing his request, Director Song was obviously stunned.

The operation was already perfect at this moment, why did Xiao Chenguang continue to increase the tidal volume?

"We can't verify the stability of the trachea in normal conditions. After all, some special circumstances must be taken into consideration."

Xiao Chenguang performed this operation not only to allow Dr. Li to step down safely.

He also wanted Dr. Li to live like a normal person.

"You really are..."

Others may not understand what Xiao Chenguang is doing, but as the director of the anesthesia department, he immediately reacted.

He wants Dr. Li to live a good life.

But is this possible?

After such a serious injury, the anesthesia director didn't know whether he wanted to return to the same state as before, but he still adjusted the ventilator parameters again according to Xiao Chenguang's requirements.

At this moment, the pressure of the ventilator seemed to have exceeded the limit, and the screen flashed red.

Even the ventilator's pipeline could feel obvious airflow fluctuations.

Huh, huff...

The airway pressure was released and instantly rushed to the sutured trachea.

The milky white tracheal ring was expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even the black silk sutures that fixed the two ends were stretched tight.

No one dared to make a sound. This was the first time they had seen a leak experiment under such an extreme state.

In the past, emergency surgery was considered a success as long as the patient could survive.

But now, Xiao Chenguang's choice gave them a new understanding.

Perhaps surgery is not only to allow the patient to be discharged from the hospital, but also to allow him to live better.

At this moment, the reconstructed trachea is expanding and shrinking in an orderly manner with the respiratory rate.

Dr. Li's blood oxygen saturation, with the blessing of high tidal volume, has risen from more than 70% to more than 70%.

It climbed to 95% for the first time.

This is something that has never happened since he took the stage.

The cotton wool in Xiao Chenguang's hand fell on the trachea. After more than ten seconds, there was still no fluctuation.

Seeing this, Xiao Chenguang smiled and said.

"Okay, the tracheal reconstruction is completed, and the closed surgery can be performed."

With the success of the air leakage experiment.

Xiao Chenguang knew that Dr. Li survived.

Not only that, basic daily life will not be affected by the injury.

That's enough.

"Great! Director Xiao, you are so great."

With an excited heart and trembling hands, the patrol sister looked at Dr. Li who was safe and sound, and her inner joy was beyond words.

"Awesome, Xiao Xiao, you can do this operation, it seems that you must have no problem with other operations in the Department of Cardiothoracic Surgery."

Xia Tao was amazed.

For the tracheal reconstruction completed by Xiao Chenguang, it can be said that it is another milestone operation in Shengli Hospital.

"Director Xiao, have you always been so steady during surgery?"

This was the first time that the anesthesia director saw Xiao Chenguang perform surgery on the stage. Although he often heard others mention it, it now seems that their previous praise was too conservative.

Xiao Chenguang is capable and his skills are unique. The anesthesia director has been working for so long, but he has never seen someone who can perform surgery so steadily.

At this moment, Wang Jingang's heart was already blooming with joy. The more powerful Xiao Chenguang is, the happier he is.

And the same is true for Lin Gaoyang on the stage.

The better the boss performs surgery, the more he can learn.

Soon, this news spread to the crowd waiting outside.

"Is it true? The operation is over, and Dr. Li is fine?"

"That's great. I said that good people will be blessed by heaven. For a kind-hearted person like Dr. Li, even the God of Hell is reluctant to take him."

In the cheering crowd, Li Guoyong heard this news, and a heavy stone in his heart fell quietly.

"Having Xiao here really makes me feel at ease."

Li Guoyong muttered to himself, and the image of Xiao Chenguang saving lives and helping the wounded in the city TV station's propaganda film emerged in his mind.

"President Li, are you still going in to take a look?"

The director of the hospital office, who had been following Li Guoyong, reminded him in a low voice.

For him, Dr. Li's successful rescue and smooth operation were all related to the command of the hospital leaders.

"No need this time."

Li Guoyong was silent for a moment and shook his head. There was nothing worth bragging about.

On the contrary, he was very angry.

Why did such a bad incident of hurting doctors occur in the hospital under his management?

"Go and call the head of the security department to me. I have something to say."

Seeing Li Guoyong's ugly face, the director of the hospital office did not dare to speak again. He immediately disappeared in front of the dean, presumably to inform the head of the security department.

At this moment, the operation in the operating room has been going on for nearly four hours. Xiao Chenguang and Xia Tao are performing the final closure operation together.

Although they are two people, Xiao Chenguang is busy most of the time.

Xia Tao is standing aside, looking a little embarrassed.

It's not that he doesn't want to help, but Xiao Chenguang's operation is too fast. He just wants to get started, and the next step has been carried out.

In the end, Xia Tao, who has nothing to do, can only play the role of cutting the thread ends.

"What did the orthopedics department say about Dr. Li's injured palm?"

Xiao Chenguang, who was operating at high speed, did not forget to care about Dr. Li's hand injury.

"They said it can be treated, but functional training is definitely needed in the later stage."

Xia Tao said briefly, but Xiao Chenguang knew that the cycle of this functional training would be very long, and might even be calculated in years.

"Okay, the rest will be left to them in the orthopedics department."

Flush the blood, suction with negative pressure, close the sternum, and fix it with steel wire.

After Xiao Chenguang sutured the last stitch, a wound as shallow as a silk thread came into view.

If it weren't for the open-chest surgery, the incision was too obvious, I'm afraid this thin suture line would be difficult for ordinary people to detect.

The orthopedics department came on stage and took over the operation.

The staff of the blood transfusion department brought the second batch of processed blood products at this moment.

With the continued blood transfusion and fluid infusion, Dr. Li on the stage was getting better and better.

The bleeding from the carotid artery stopped, the trachea was reconstructed, the blood pressure was stabilized, and the oxygen saturation increased.

Everything is moving in the best direction.

"How is the assailant?"

After getting off the stage, Xiao Chenguang changed his clothes and sat in the rest area of ​​the operating room, closing his eyes to rest.

"Fuck, boss, what happened to your head?"

Lin Gaoyang, who was walking straight over with a glass of water, suddenly exclaimed.