Long before the operation began, an inflatable tourniquet was placed at the proximal end of the pre-amputation plane of patient No. 25's diseased limb to reduce blood loss during the operation. Even so, blood still gushed out from the incision at the back of the surgical site. On the other side, the nurse had already performed an intravenous blood transfusion from the patient's foot.
Gu Jun endured the strange rancid smell of the black liquid of the Banyan Malformation Disease and the fishy smell of blood. He took the needle holder handed to him by the scrub nurse and moved closer to the bloody operating area.
"Be careful." Zhu Ruiwen did not pay much attention to him. He still had to deal with the already twisted and twisted levator scapulae and rhomboid muscles. The aberrations of patients with the Banyan Malformation Disease developed from the deep to the superficial. The longer the operation, the more difficult it would be to separate the tissues.
With the help of the second assistant, the first assistant, Ceng Jianguo, could also free up his hands to assist the primary surgeon.
Gu Jun moved his hand and began to suture the first stitch on the twisted muscle incision. It felt a little hard, and he needed to apply more force.
His eyes focused, and the nerves in his hands quickly adjusted the feeling. There was only the target in his eyes. It was not difficult. Whether it was the jinmenken, the normal human body, or the abnormal human body, it was all the same.
As long as he practiced thousands of times over the past half month, stitch after stitch...
The most idle people watching Gu Jun suture were Li Hualong, who was helping as an assistant, and several nurses at the operating table. They all saw that Gu Jun was like a different person.
"Sigh." The circulating nurse had a task to keep an eye on Gu Jun. She thought she would see the scene of this child panicking and then being chased aside. Now, she was watching with wide eyes. Was this the same absent-minded rookie from before?
Li Hualong's eyebrows raised in surprise. He felt like he was watching a skilled dancer dance with ease.
Gu Jun used the buckle suture method. The method of beginning and ending was the same as the simple continuous suture method, but each stitch needed to pass through the thread loop of the previous stitch. This suture method could prevent the wound from turning over and had a better hemostasis effect. However, it was not very commonly used because of its complicated steps, slow suture, and high difficulty.
But now, Gu Jun was sewing very quickly. This speed was fast even for a simple continuous sewing technique.
As for the buckle sewing method, it was even faster. It was as if one could hear the sound of the stapler falling. With one click, the stitches came out, but there was not a single wrong stitch.
"Gu Jun, he is indeed …" Li Hualong muttered to himself, "powerful."
He didn't have any ill intentions towards Gu Jun. He was just a little unhappy that Gu Jun was the second assistant the moment he arrived. If this wasn't Phecda, he would definitely think that Gu Jun had pulled some strings, especially when Gu Jun looked so absent-minded just now …
But now, all the doubts and dissatisfaction in Li Hualong's heart were dissipating, and the arrogance in his heart was immediately pulled down.
He had thought that he was very talented, which was why he had been recruited into Phecda, but now he realized that there was always someone better than him.
"Okay, second assistant. That's it." Zhu Ruiwen looked at it, and the surprise of receiving a strong support returned. This was the Gu Jun that Elder Qin had mentioned!
The reduction of the bleeding made the surgical field clearer, and the chief surgeon and first assistant could carry out the next step.
Soon, when Zhu Ruiwen started to cut the twisted levator scapulae, the patient's cries suddenly rang out. "Ah, I beg you, let me go … Sob … My children, my two children … Let them go … They're still young …"
The patient's voice became more and more tragic. It was said that it was delirium, but it was also very complete. It was full of despair, as if something more terrible than death had happened.
These words hammered the will of every medical staff in the operating room. It was like a lonely boat being blown by a strong wind. Once it could not stand, it would be swept away and swept into the abyss.
Li Hualong gradually felt that it was a little difficult to bear. Some horrors would not appear at the beginning, but as time slowly invaded the depths of one's heart, they would suddenly erupt. His right hand, which was holding gauze to clean the blood and black liquid on the wound surface, trembled slightly. He wanted to control it, but he could not …
His forehead was already covered in sweat. "Sister Chen," Li Hualong turned his head and called out, "please help me clean the sweat on my forehead."
Sister Chen was the circulating nurse. She immediately walked over and used a clean gauze to wipe the kid's forehead forcefully, to wake him up a little.
The other nurses and medical staff also wanted to do the same thing! They were more familiar with Li Hualong, but they really could not help him. Primary Surgeon Zhu's decision was completely correct.
Hualong, Hualong, look at Gu Jun!
Ever since Gu Jun started suturing, it was as if he had become someone else's child. Now, in the face of the patient's madness, he was still calm and steady. Gu Jun's performance could be said to have inspired everyone, or else they might also be trembling. But if even a rookie could do this, they did not want to be affected by the wailing.
"My child, my child …" The patient kept repeating this sentence in a delirious state, as if it was a tug of war against their will.
Whoosh, whoosh. Gu Jun's breathing maintained a steady rhythm. His hands seemed to be a separate system from his body, moving the needle holder again and again.
It was not that he did not hear the patient's sorrowful words, he just knew what he was doing.
Even though they also caused extreme pain to others, they were different from those bastards from Lai Sheng Company.
He was saving people, and that was enough.
Your two children, your family and friends … if they are among this batch of patients, we will also save them.
Gu Jun firmly believed in this belief. He did not think too much about it. He just stitched, stitch by stitch, until the bright red blood was reduced again and again …
He had lost track of time. Wherever Primary Surgeon Zhu pointed, he would stitch. He did not even notice that his forehead was covered in sweat. It was Sister Chen who called out, "Second Assistant Gu, turn your head over, I will wipe your sweat."
"Oh, okay." Gu Jun did not stop, turning his head to the side.
This time, Li Hualong and the nurses were stunned. How many eyes did this Gu Jun have? How could he still stitch, and not make a mistake …
"There is so much sweat." Sister Chen gently lifted the gauze to wipe the sweat off Gu Jun's forehead. "Don't be nervous, you are doing a good job."
"Okay." Gu Jun turned his head again, not nervous at all.
After Zhu Ruiwen and Zeng Jianguo cut the posterior muscles, it was time to cut the clavicle to expose the nerves and blood vessels.
Amputations, of course, required bone sawing. Using a scalpel was not enough, especially to deal with this kind of twisted bone.
"Where is the chainsaw?" Zhu Ruiwen asked. The scrub nurse immediately handed over a Stryker power system chainsaw. It dragged a cable, high horsepower, and a 14mm drill bit. Zhu Ruiwen took the chainsaw and pressed the start button. Suddenly, there was a squeaking sound of the chainsaw turning.
"Ah …" The patient screamed even more hysterically.
Yan Haizhe, the anesthesiologist, stared at the indicators displayed on the anesthesia machine. The nurses were ready for resuscitation. The success rate of local anesthesia was 76%. Most of the 24% failure rate was at the bone sawing step. The patient could not bear the pain and fainted, cardiac arrest, etc. Some people would never wake up again.
Gu Jun moved aside and quietly watched Primary Surgeon Zhu holding the chainsaw to the back of the patient's clavicle. He slowly and steadily sawed down. Squeak, squeak, squeak …
Black fluid sprayed, blood surged, and flesh and bones were broken.
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