Professor Yang could only comfort himself and think that Boss Zheng was bragging. Only then would he feel better.
However, no matter how he thought about it, he had to admit that the surgery was really clean.
"Professor Yang, the blood is back." The circulating nurse carried the blood bag, opened the airtight door, and walked in.
"Oh." Professor Yang was thinking about something in his mind, so he replied without thinking.
"Should we warm up a few bags first?" The circulating nurse did not look at the surgery and asked Professor Yang directly.
"Uh …" Professor Yang was stunned for a moment. He reacted and said a little embarrassedly, "Leave it first. There's no need to heat it up."
The circulating nurse was immediately unhappy.
If you don't increase the temperature, it means that you don't need a blood transfusion. Then why do you want me to go get blood?
Was he playing a monkey?!
The nurses in the operating theater were all shrewish. If they were really provoked, they would even dare to scold a department director.
She looked up at Yang Lei.
Professor Yang also felt that the other party's gaze was as sharp as a knife. He lowered his head in embarrassment and pretended to seriously 'help' Zheng Ren expose the surgical field.
"Brother Yang, use less force and lift it up a little," Zheng Ren said. "Yes, just like that. The live broadcast is very troublesome, you have to watch it. "
Zheng Ren was very regretful.
If it were not for the live broadcast of the surgery, it would have been faster.
However, in order for the doctors who were watching the live broadcast to be able to see the process of the surgery, the surgical field was essential.
Although he could do it without watching it, that would not do. It did not meet the requirements of the live broadcast of the surgery.
The sound of "Pa Pa Pa" was still mixed with the background music of "Here Comes Good Luck". The 6x7cm tumor was gradually "completely" peeled off.
Professor Yang was already dumbfounded. This kind of surgical process did not exist in his mind.
Was it because he did not perform enough surgeries?
How could this be?
Although the 912 was not a specialized hospital like the Imperial Capital's Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery or Sorcery Capital's Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery … But every year, the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery performed about 2,000 cases of hepatocellular carcinoma.
Professor Yang had personally done at least 400-500 cases. Since he started working, he had performed at least 7000 liver cancer surgeries.
There were many surgeries, but none of them were as simple and clean as the one in front of him.
The surgery in front of him was not so much a hepatectomy for hepatocellular carcinoma, but more like a surgery to remove a lipoma on the surface of the body.
He made a small incision and squeezed hard with his fingers. The lipoma came out. All that was left was to cut off a small amount of adhesion, and the surgery would be complete.
Treating liver cancer as a lipoma on the surface of the body was something that Professor Yang did not dare to think about.
Even though he had seen it with his own eyes, he still couldn't believe it.
"Boss Zheng, the surgery was quite smooth." Lao He said with a smile, "I've performed at least a thousand hepatectomy surgeries. This is the cleanest one."
"Yes, liver cancer after interventional embolization is easier to remove," Zheng Ren said confidently.
"Old Yang, you guys have to keep up with the times." Lao He joked.
Since he was clearly anesthetized by Boss Zheng, he definitely had to play the supporting role at the right time.
It was just that he had not come into contact with a few live broadcasts of surgeries. Lao He was a little unsure of the time and scale of his speech during the surgery.
Come on, feel your way.
Professor Yang was a little confused. If that was really the case, it seemed like he could consider hiring a doctor who specialized in organ intervention in the department.
However, the area of organ intervention overlapped with the business scope of Boss Zheng and the Department of Interventional Medicine.
Besides, he could perform radiofrequency ablation on his own.
After 15 ′ 23 ″, an irregularly shaped tumor was successfully removed.
The inside of the liver was hollowed out, but there was not much bleeding. The surgical area was still clean.
Looking at the other spare ultrasonic knife, Professor Yang felt a little ashamed and confused.
It was not used at all.
It was not only the ultrasonic knife, but the blood preparation was also not used.
The tumor tissue was thrown into the pathology basin. There was no clear sound of hemostatic forceps hitting the pathology basin in the past.
Zheng Ren changed into a pair of gloves to prevent the tumor tissue from staining the sterile gloves and contaminating the normal liver tissue, causing artificial implantation and metastasis.
He used a piece of hemostatic gauze and the pedicled greater omentum to cover the liver section and fixed it with a silk thread.
At this point in the surgery, the difficult part was over.
Professor Yang was stunned for a moment and subconsciously asked, "Boss Zheng, aren't you going to leave a drainage strip?"
Generally speaking, after hepatectomy, a rubber tube should be placed on and under the right liver to drain.
However, Professor Yang did not see Zheng Ren do that.
"No need," Zheng Ren said lightly and asked for warm saline to irrigate the abdominal cavity.
"Old Yang, there's no bleeding. Why do you need a drainage strip? Is it a retrograde infection? "Su Yun habitually rebuked Professor Yang.
Su Yun was used to it. If it were someone who was not pleasing to the eye standing opposite him, facing so many complaints, he would have long been pushed to the corner.
Professor Yang was sweating profusely.
Yes, the drainage strip was prepared to draw out postoperative bleeding. However, the surgery was done cleanly. There was no bleeding at all within the field of vision. Why did he need a drainage strip?!
Clang clang ~ The sound of hemostatic forceps hitting the aspirator was heard.
"Brother Yang, I want a condom. Prepare to suck in the saline," Zheng Ren's faint voice sounded.
Professor Yang was stunned for a moment. Only then did he realize that he had been thinking too much and had slightly delayed the progress of the surgery.
He immediately asked for an aspirator cover and began to suck out the warm saline.
The warm saline was relatively clean. It was not light red. One could only see faint red traces of blood.
"Boss Zheng, the bleeding is 100ml?" Although Professor Yang had witnessed the surgery with his own eyes, he still did not dare to lower the bleeding number below 100ml.
The bleeding was 100ml during the liver split surgery, which was already infinitely beyond Professor Yang's imagination.
"The bleeding is 20 … 30ml. Let's write this in the surgical record." Zheng Ren checked. There was no active bleeding.
Xie Yiren had already begun to count the number of surgical instruments with the circulating nurse to prevent any mistakes in the operation and the gauze that was padded somewhere in the patient's abdominal cavity.
After counting the number of instruments and gauze, Xie Yiren made a gesture.
Zheng Ren smiled at Xie Yiren. What greeted him was curved eyebrows and sparkling starlight.
After closing the peritoneum, Zheng Ren turned around and left the stage.
This was the right of an awesome surgeon. To be able to reach this step of closing the abdomen was already considered to have done his best.
Otherwise, if there was no active bleeding, the surgeon could leave the stage.
He did not pollute the sterile area, nor did he ask Hu Yanhui to take off the live broadcast glasses. Instead, he went directly to the pathology basin, reached out to pick up the lancet, and began to dissect the liver tissue that had been cut off.
The lancet cut straight down and cut open the irregular sphere.
The middle was grayish-white, accompanied by a large amount of necrotic tissue. The amount of blood contained in it was very small.
The necrosis after the interventional embolization was very clear. There was no need to say anything more.
As long as it was a surgeon, they would know what it meant at a glance.
Zheng Ren cut the two halves of the tumor tissue again, exposing the tissue inside the tumor more clearly.
Not only was there less bleeding during the surgery, but it could also be seen that before the surgery, a large area of necrosis had already appeared in the tumor tissue.
The effect of the interventional surgery was clearly displayed in front of tens of thousands of doctors through the live broadcast of the surgery.
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