In stark contrast, the operation deviating from the golden rule basically carries great risk, and Doctor Chenâs fear is an understandable reason.
Under the superiorâs instruction, Doctor Chen reconnected the machine. The machine resumed operation, and the patientâs surveillance data came out one after another.
The soaring numbers surprised Doctor Chen and his team.
"The pressure has gone up," Doctor Yang whispered in Doctor Li Xiaofengâs ear, "Earlier the PDP value couldnât surpass the PSP, now it has gone up."
Previously, Doctor Chen had spent a long time adjusting, and the waveform graph cruelly displayed something wrong, almost driving the doctor insane. Unable to make corrections meant surgical failure. Now the arterial pressure waveform graph returned to normal proportion after the patient was on the machine. Everyone felt relieved and greatly surprised.
Doctor Li Xiaofeng kept his mouth shut when listening to Doctor Yang, noticing that Doctor Chenâs eyeballs were almost dropping to the floor.
For a moment, it seemed that Doctor Chen found it hard to understand why the catheter placement succeeded when placed at an unconventional distance.
"Teacher Shim, do you know the reason?" Doctor Chenâs anxious question reached the control room.
Shim Youhuan didnât provide an answer. The specific details werenât something he could answer; he could only make a rough guess. Only the person guiding the surgical procedure would know the details clearly.
The superiorâs unusual silence made Doctor Chen break out in a cold sweat. Could it be that the superior meant for him to directly ask a surgical intern?
Surpassing oneâs master, each wave of the Yangtze River pushes the previous one forward, and this continuity is a good thing for the profession. There is plenty of spirit in the clinic about never being ashamed to ask those below you.
Doctor Chen hesitated for a moment between his elderâs dignity and the never shameful learning spirit, finally letting the latter win. Out of unbelievable curiosity, he asked, "That surgical intern, tell us whatâs happening."
"Donât call someone like that. Itâs Dr. Xie," Shim Youhuan corrected the impolite address of the subordinate.
Doctor Chen immediately corrected himself, "Dr. Xie, please tell everyone about the patientâs condition."
Xie Wanying always enjoyed academic exchanges with other colleagues, and when the elder asked, she answered, "The orientation of the aorta is not planar; it is three-dimensional. The result we see from the patientâs frontal view perspective does not represent the three-dimensional orientation of the blood vessel, only a planar orientation."
"You mean?"
"This patientâs descending aorta has a slight longitudinal curve. Therefore, with a frontal perspective, the doctor places the balloonâs tip at a distance that seems like 1 to 2 centimeters but doesnât actually reach there."
These words seemed to have the effect of a thousand-gold wager, instantly silencing the room to the point where a pin drop could be heard. Waves stirred in everyoneâs heart, especially among colleagues who had previously witnessed Xie Wanyingâs operations.
"Wow," Doctor Yang couldnât help but exclaim, then shut his mouth.
In front of the teacher, the attitude must be cautious, and the emotion subdued, although she couldnât contain her happiness inside. Dr. Xie, also a female medical student, performed so brilliantly, feeling as if she had brought a gust of honor to the young medical students.
Doctor Chen was incredibly surprised by the answer; he never thought it would be due to this reason. Previously, like Shilei, he felt that her suggestion violated the conventional golden rule and feared it would backfire. It turns out, she didnât violate the conventional golden rule at all.