Mao Chi sat in the office in a daze.
After he fell ill, he was hospitalized for treatment. With a clear diagnosis and the right medicine, he quickly recovered. However, the psychological trauma was difficult to recover in a short period of time.
Every time he thought of seeing a mouthful of blood spitting out of his mouth, he would break out in a cold sweat.
In the end, he would not be able to escape that day. No one could avoid the objective law, but no one wanted this day to come so early.
Unlike the emergency department, Chief Mao Chi finally understood certain things. If he had not experienced it himself, he would not have been able to bring himself into this kind of emotion.
However, understanding was understanding. After he recovered and was discharged from the hospital, he entered a semi-idle state.
He rarely performed surgeries. He had to recuperate first. Even though he knew that he was fine, he had been recuperating for more than a month.
Don't leave behind any roots of illness. This kind of 'old-fashioned' words that he usually looked down on seemed to make sense now. Mao Chi was now afraid that he would leave behind any roots of illness that would cause him to suffer in a few years.
His phone rang. Mao Chi picked up his phone and took a look. It was Chief Xu from the operating theater.
"Chief Xu, what's the matter?" Mao Chi picked up the phone and spoke slowly. At the same time, he quickly recalled how many vascular surgeries there were today, who performed them, and what exactly would happen to lure Chief Xu out.
"Huh?" When Mao Chi heard Chief Xu's words, he was immediately stunned.
"I'll go right away!"
Mao Chi hung up the phone and pondered for a moment while holding the phone in his hand.
Was Boss Zheng going to broadcast the surgery live today? It was very normal for him to broadcast the surgery live. There were live broadcasts of TIPS surgeries every day. However, Chief Xu said that he was doing a live broadcast of the surgery in the operating theater outside the hospital. Could it be an emergency surgery?
What kind of emergency could make Chief Xu pay so much attention to it? He was the chief of the anesthesiology department. It was really good news. Besides, why did he ask him to go to an emergency surgery?
Mao Chi was not in a hurry. Since he had nothing to do, he would go and take a look. It was also good to chat with Chief Xu. He could just treat it as basking in the sun. It would save him from staying in the office and getting moldy.
He slowly came to the operating theater and entered the changing room to change into isolation clothes. He put on a hat and came to the demonstration room with a mask in his hand.
The conditions of the operating theater were still good. It was said that next year, it would be renovated and more new equipment would be introduced to make the operating theater more advanced and reach world-class standards.
When he arrived at the demonstration room, Mao Chi was stunned when he looked in.
Not only Chief Xu, but several clinical chief physicians were also there. Some of them were wearing isolation suits, and some were even wearing dark green surgical gowns. They sat in the demonstration room and focused on the LED screen in front of them.
What was going on? Seeing that no one greeted him, Mao Chi walked in and found a place to sit.
After glancing at the screen, Mao Chi's eyes were glued to it.
He had seen a live broadcast of two surgeries on one screen, but the screen in front of him actually had three surgeries on one screen!
The largest one in the middle was Boss Zheng's surgical field. On the left was the familiar and common surgical field of the intervention screen. And on the right side … why was it green and glowing?
Infrared imaging system? They said that they were going to import a set, but they had to wait until the operating theater was renovated. Why did they have to use it now?
After glancing at the LED screen, Mao Chi quickly guessed what Boss Zheng was doing.
Interventional guided surgery required the use of contrast agents to mark the tumor. What kind of patient was this? Why was this surgery so troublesome?!
When he took a closer look at the surgical field, he immediately quietened down.
The huge tumor on the neck appeared in front of him. Blunt scissors, hemostatic forceps, and ultrasonic knives were methodically moving around.
F * ck … Did the tumor in the neck invade the common carotid artery, or did the neuroma in the carotid sheath invade the thyroid gland?
After looking at it again, Mao Chi felt that neither of them looked like it. The shape of the tumor was very different from what he had imagined. Could it be a metastatic tumor?!
Mao Chi was stunned. He looked at the people around him and wanted to ask about the situation.
He stood up and walked to Chief Xu's side. Before Mao Chi could sit down, he heard the chief of the glandular surgery department say unhappily, "Chief Mao, can you leave quickly? You're blocking me from watching the surgery!"
"Such a big field of view. Why are you blocking it?" Mao Chi replied and sat next to Chief Xu. "Chief Xu, what surgery is Boss Zheng performing?"
As soon as he asked this question, Mao Chi felt a little embarrassed. After taking a few looks, he could not tell what kind of surgical method the surgery was. For a chief surgeon of the 912, his was a little too much.
"A patient with a metastatic tumor," Chief Xu said in a deep voice. "Do you think this section of the neck is easy to do?"
"Metastatic tumor?" Mao Chi asked in a deep voice.
"Yes, he's not old," Chief Xu said. "But his condition is very serious."
Mao Chi carefully looked at the surgical field of Boss Zheng's surgery. He looked at the extremely skilled free operation. A few minutes later, he said, "Boss Zheng can take it down."
"I didn't ask you about that. I'm talking about the patient's …" Chief Xu said absent-mindedly as he looked at the surgical process on the LED screen.
Halfway through his sentence, he stopped and did not continue.
Mao Chi was a little puzzled and asked, "Chief Xu, what are you trying to say?"
Chief Xu looked at the screen. After a few seconds, he sighed and said, "The left external carotid artery is severed and the artificial blood vessel replaced is still considered simple."
"…"
Mao Chi almost flipped the table.
Was this surgery buried in the vascular surgery department? Was this kind of surgery considered simple? He had also performed the vascular replacement surgery for the external carotid artery before. Which time was not when he was not careful? A surgery would take about four hours.
If this was simple, what was difficult!
"The expanded neck clearance surgery has been completed. After the external carotid artery is replaced, Boss Zheng still has to remove the fourth cervical vertebra."
"Uh …" Mao Chi was stunned. "Is there still a need to do it?"
"Yes, I think so too. Yesterday, the anesthesiologist went to look for the patient's family to sign, and I followed out of curiosity. " Chief Xu looked at the screen without blinking and said in a low voice, "The patient's family wants to do it, but the tumor has already compressed the airway and esophagus. If we don't do it, I'm afraid he won't even be able to survive for a week or two."
However, this was the most standard late-stage cancer patient, and he was still so young … The younger he was, the higher the degree of malignancy, and the surgery was so big.
Mao Chi had ten thousand reasons to refuse this surgery, but he did not say a word. His eyes were attracted by Boss Zheng's exquisite operation.
The surgery was simply too beautiful!
"Boss Zheng actually found a professional to do interventional radiography for this surgery and directly injected contrast agent into the carotid artery." Mao Chi had long seen the contradiction. He sighed and said, "Other departments can't do this even if they want to."
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