He was a candidate for the Nobel Prize. It was only right for him to have a scrub nurse. When would he be able to achieve such a feat …
Forget it, I can't even independently host a national scientific research project.
For the research of the doctoral thesis, the teacher had to put his name on it. It's not even enough for national-level scientific research, and you still want a Nobel Prize?
Wasn't that nonsense?
What Soul Support Platform? It was so close, yet so far away.
He was silent and brought Xie Yiren to the hybrid operating room.
As soon as he entered, Dong Jia saw Su Yun packing up the sterile sheets. The thoracic surgery was done? So fast?
How was the adhesion on the pericardium resolved?
Although he was not a chest doctor, Dong Jia felt that he had missed out on a hundred million yuan.
"Yiren is here," Su Yun said when he saw Xie Yiren.
Xie Yiren nodded, but her gaze passed through the crowd and landed on Zheng Ren.
Zheng Ren narrowed his eyes. He looked like he was smiling and a little apologetic.
"May I know who's from the Vascular Department?" Zheng Ren asked.
"I'm Mao Chi from the vascular department," Chief Mao of the vascular department stood up and said.
"The patient's hepatic hydatid worm has invaded the left lobe and caudate lobe of the liver. Part of it is located between the portal vein and the inferior vena cava. Part of it grows downward under external pressure and invades part of the inferior vena cava. You and the general surgery are required," Zheng Ren said.
"Yes." Chief Mao had long understood the process of the surgery.
After the thoracic surgery, it was time for him to perform it himself. Moreover, he had to perform it together with the General Surgery Department. It was quite difficult.
"First, we'll remove the left lobe of the liver to reveal the area of erosion of the caudate lobe hydatid worm. Then, we'll cut open the junction between the tumor and the right liver. Without blocking the inferior vena cava, we'll remove the tumor and part of the anterior wall of the inferior vena cava and rebuild the inferior vena cava." Zheng Ren looked straight into Chief Mao's eyes, magnanimous and confident.
"Are you going for a vascular surgery or a general surgery surgery?" Chief Mao suddenly asked.
"All of you, attack!" Zheng Ren said, "Left lobectomy, caudate lobectomy, partial inferior vena cava resection, inferior vena cava reconstruction, and cholecystectomy. I can be your assistant and assist you and Teacher Yang in the surgery. "
This … Chief Mao and Professor Yang looked at each other, but neither of them said anything.
One person acting as an assistant for two surgeries? What could he do to achieve it?
The patient changed his position again, and a few surgeons went to scrub in. Director Dong whispered a few words to Professor Yang. Professor Yang was helpless, but he was here to help. If he offended someone, he could only say it himself. He could only pinch his nose and accept it.
He took out his phone and walked out of the operating theater to communicate with the matron before he scrubbed in.
After a few minutes, he walked in with an ashen face and said, "Chief Zheng, your scrub nurse can wash her hands and go on stage."
Dong Jia gave a thumbs up in his heart. Professor Yang was really good. He could even handle such a thing!
But looking at his face, it was unknown how many times he had been scolded.
However, everything was worth it. He could see the goddess-like scrub nurse on the operating table. Even if he was scolded, it was worth it.
Because of the joint surgery between the two departments, there was a scrub nurse for the head and the leg.
After nearly four hours of surgery, they finally reached this step.
The air in the operating theater was stagnant. It was as if a major medical accident had occurred. No one spoke. Only the sound of the scrub nurse and circulating nurse tapping the instruments could be heard intermittently.
After disinfection, sterile drapes were laid, and the surgery began again.
Chief Mao was not in a hurry. He could wait for a few minutes at night. He could wait for the General Surgery Department to separate and remove the left lobe of the liver before he went on stage.
Even if he went up early, he would still be waiting. There was no need to wait after that.
Professor Yang stood in the surgeon's position and felt a little flustered.
He glanced at Zheng Ren and asked in a low voice, "Chief Zheng, are you coming to my place?"
"No." Zheng Ren smiled and said, "I'm here. I still have to give Chief Mao a hand."
Professor Yang was speechless. He was silent. He lowered his head and began the surgery.
It was not that he could not do it, nor was it because he was worried about his own face. It was just that he felt that the level of the assistant was a little lacking. In order for the surgery to go smoothly, he went to set up a table for the two surgeries.
This level …
Professor Yang had long had a basic judgment of Zheng Ren's level. However, as the surgery progressed, his judgment had been refreshed countless times.
Because the two departments were operating at the same time, the patient was still a thin young woman. There was not enough space for so many people.
However, everyone was waiting eagerly. They wanted to see Zheng Ren act as the assistant to the two surgeons. Zheng Ren said a few words to Su Yun before Su Yun went to scrub his hands.
Everyone let out a long sigh of relief. This Chief Zheng knew the severity of the surgery. He was not performing the surgery to show off his skills.
For a moment, Zheng Ren's impression in everyone's hearts improved a little.
Zheng Ren and Su Yun went on stage at the same time. The chief residents of the General Surgery Department and the Vascular Surgery Department could only stand below the stage and watch the surgery.
The abdominal cavity was open. When performing thoracic surgery, it was covered with cotton pads and sterile gauze. At this time, there was no need to open the abdomen, so it was easier.
The liver had almost separated during the previous surgery. Professor Yang reached out and a pair of blunt scissors slapped his palm.
After feeling the strength of the blunt scissors, Professor Yang's voice came out of his throat. "Blunt scissors."
F * ck … This speed?
Professor Yang was stunned for a moment. His voice was not as fast as the scrub nurse's hands. How could he reason with this matter?
In just a moment of shock, Zheng Ren's side had already separated and clamped the round ligament of the liver. Professor Yang cut it off and then reached out.
He slapped the line on the forceps in his palm. The two forceps and the line were handed over to Zheng Ren and Professor Yang in less than a second.
They ligated and cut the line. They continued to look for the falciform ligament and left triangular ligament.
The more the surgery went on, the more absent-minded Professor Yang felt that he must be dreaming.
After the initial incident, he resisted the urge to speak. No matter what was needed, he only reached out his hand.
Once was enough to make a fool out of himself.
Perhaps there was also a trace of anger in it. However, this emotion instantly disappeared and turned into surprise. In the end, it turned into a smooth and focused surgery.
No matter what equipment was needed, he only needed to reach out his hand.
This feeling made Professor Yang have endless doubts about the life of a surgeon.
What he had done before was all fake surgery. It must be!
Not only did the scrub nurse give him the equipment, but she was also Boss Zheng's exclusive scrub nurse. She first met Boss Zheng's surgical needs.
But even so, Professor Yang still felt as if he was drinking sweet dew.
The surgery … had an awesome assistant to expose all kinds of fields of vision. Whether he thought of it or not, Boss Zheng could always expose it half a step earlier.
As for the equipment, as long as he reached out, it would appear in his hand like magic.
How good would it be if it could be like this in the future?
The left liver, middle hepatic vein, and the left edge of the inferior vena cava were exposed. The hepatoduodenal ligament was wrapped with a latex tube and gently tightened. It was fixed with a vascular clamp to block the blood flow into the liver.
The surgery was carried out step by step at a moderate pace.
The liver capsule and the superficial liver parenchyma were cut with an endotherm knife 10 meters to the left of the median fissure.
Professor Yang glanced at Zheng Ren. Then, he placed his left thumb on the surface of the liver. The other four fingers reached behind the liver and gently lifted the liver. He used the hilt of the knife to bluntly separate the liver parenchyma along the cutting line.
It seemed that what Professor Yang was doing was very important, but he knew that Zheng Ren quickly cut and ligated all kinds of tubes — arteries, veins, and ligaments — beside his hand.
Professor Yang could even vaguely feel the scissors whistling beside his hand.
Not only were there small arteries and veins, but there was also the left hepatic vein, the left portal vein, and the left hepatic artery near the first hepatic portal. Zheng Ren still did not hesitate. After clamping, he cut and ligated. Then, he cut off the posterior wall capsule of the liver, removed the left half of the liver, loosened the hepatic blood flow blockage, and sutured the bleeding points of the liver section one by one to stop the bleeding. The two ends were closed and sutured.
The journey … only took less than 15 minutes.
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