Chief Xia watched as the sterilized bag was opened layer by layer and sent to the instrument table. Then, the scrub nurse brought by Boss Zheng untied the last layer. Her curiosity could not help but reach its peak.
He even brought his own equipment. There must be a special need, he thought to himself.
Finally, a beautifully crafted instrument box appeared in front of her. The light from the shadowless lamp did not directly shine on the instrument box, but it emitted a faint luster.
Chief Xia's fingers moved slightly. She did not notice that Boss Zheng had removed the warm saline gauze. He looked down at the operating area and extended his right hand.
Hu Yanhui put on the live broadcast glasses for Zheng Ren, and the canceled live broadcast of the surgery began again.
With a few soft sounds, the instrument box was extended and opened. Xie Yiren took out a pair of hemostatic forceps and slapped them on Zheng Ren's palm.
This should be the hemostatic forceps that Boss Zheng was familiar with, so the scrub nurse did not even look at it and directly slapped it over. Chief Xia thought to herself, looking for a reason for their tacit understanding.
However, the instrument box was full of futuristic technology. It was like watching a movie, which surprised Chief Xia.
"Pa ~" The hemostatic forceps in her hand shook slightly, and a voice was heard. "The surgery is about to begin, Chief Xia."
Chief Xia retracted her slightly greedy gaze and focused on the operative view.
What was Boss Zheng going to do? Chief Xia focused on the operative view and did not dare to be distracted anymore. Just being hit with the hemostatic forceps was considered polite. If the surgery could not be performed and she was beaten all the way, she would not be able to live anymore.
A few seconds later, Chief Xia's entire body fell silent.
He did not speak at first. It was not his words that were silent, but his entire body.
Although Boss Zheng's surgical movements were not slow, they were not very fast either. However, it was this simple and unadorned movement that seemed to contain some kind of power. It quickly separated the first, second, and ileocolonic branches of the jejunum and suspended them with a vascular block for interruption.
At this time, Boss Zheng had already begun to find the superior mesenteric artery along the left side of the superior mesenteric vein.
Chief Xia knew that this was not fast or stable, but he was extremely familiar with the patient's physiological anatomy.
The shortest distance between two points was a straight line. This was a geometric axiom. However, during surgery, who knew how many abnormal blood vessels and abnormal physiological anatomy were contained between two points.
Boss Zheng's movements were concise and clean, with a kind of mysterious rhythm.
After watching the surgery for more than ten seconds, Chief Xia had an illusion. How many cadavers did it take to produce such a strong anatomical proficiency?
She originally thought that the gap between her and Boss Zheng should not be very big, but as soon as he started, Chief Xia knew that she was still far from being able to do it.
This distance even exceeded the flying bird and fish. He just stood beside Boss Zheng like a fool. He didn't know what to do even if he wanted to help. Other than the assistant opposite him, no one else even had the chance to help.
Chief Xia was suddenly sent to another dimension. All her emotions disappeared, and she fell silent.
He watched as Boss Zheng opened the superior mesenteric artery sheath and separated the superior mesenteric artery. Then, he used a bandage to cover it. The hemostatic forceps and blunt scissors in his hands seemed to have a mind of their own as they separated along the superior mesenteric artery to the back of the pancreas.
The patient's superior mesenteric artery had yet to be invaded. Then, the sound of an ultrasound knife could be heard as the small branches were severed and the middle colonic vein was ligated.
Every step he took was so precise.
Chief Xia knew that surgery was actually a skilled job after the beginning. It was a kind of surgery that was done repeatedly until one was sick of it. It would always gradually improve until one reached a bottleneck.
The so-called skilled job was to be familiar with the anatomy.
Boss Zheng's hands did not hesitate at all. He never seemed to be afraid of making a mistake. Every step was done with confidence and ease.
After the middle transverse colonic artery was separated, Zheng Ren waited for two seconds, then used the hemostatic forceps to hit the forceps in Chief Xia's hand.
"Blood vessel protection," Zheng Ren said lightly.
Chief Xia thought that he would not be needed at all. After being hit by the hemostatic forceps, he panicked and did blood vessel protection.
"Boss, you're unnecessary. This is a waste of time," Su Yun said coldly after raising his eyes slightly and glancing at Chief Xia.
Her words were like a whip lashing on Chief Xia's face, making a loud snapping sound.
"It's okay, Chief Xia can do anything," Zheng Ren said lightly.
"It's stuck very tightly. Can it be cut?" Su Yun asked.
"From the looks of it, there are no metastases around it for the time being. It can be removed."
Chief Xia sighed again in his heart. The moat that he thought did not exist in Boss Zheng's eyes at all.
Whether it could be cut or not, the same words had different interpretations. Boss Zheng did not mean whether the surgery could be done or not, but the patient's condition.
There was no need to do it if the tumor had too many metastases. The surgery was only valuable if the benefits outweighed the damage.
"It looks no different from the radiographic films before the surgery," Su Yun suddenly said without any rhyme or reason.
Zheng Ren ignored him and began to set up the preoperative line for the stomach. He dealt with the greater and lesser curvature mesentery and cut the left gastric artery branches.
Chief Xia knew that Boss Zheng's assistant was dissing him again.
It looked no different from the preoperative radiographic films. He was used to using a laparoscope, but then he could not do it.
It was really … hateful!
Chief Xia did not know who was hateful. Was it Boss Zheng's assistant or himself? He only cursed in his heart, trying his best not to listen to the gossip of the handsome assistant who looked like a popular celebrity.
"Please help me make a straight line incision." Xie Yiren's clear voice rang out.
It sounded so nice. Chief Xia's spirit was lifted, but then he smiled bitterly. Was he too nervous after being dissed? Listening to a random person's words was as sweet as an echo in an empty valley.
Up until now, the surgery had taken a long time … Chief Xia glanced at the electronic timer. The time shown on it was 11 minutes.
It was so f * cking fast. Chief Xia, who did not believe that the surgery could be completed in an hour, now believed it.
This surgery could be completed in an hour, and it seemed that both Boss Zheng and his assistant had spare energy.
The upper edge of the pancreas was separated, the fifth group of lymph nodes was removed, the RGA was dissected, the CHA, PHA were dissected, the GDA was exposed, the No. 7 thread and the vascular line were treated, and then it was dissected.
He was cautious when he should be, and rough when he should be. Everything during the surgery did not seem to be difficult at all.
Chief Xia looked at the tumor adhesion at the superior mesenteric vein, still a little confused. Boss Zheng was performing the surgery according to the normal surgical order, completely ignoring the point that he thought was the most difficult and impossible to complete.
What should he do with the tumor invasion of the superior mesenteric vein?
The Apex
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