At the same time that the vascular surgery was completed, Professor Yang and Zheng Ren also cut off the eight sections of the liver.
He used titanium clips and PRL thread to stop the bleeding. The wound looked terrible.
Professor Yang looked at Zheng Ren from the Department of Vascular Surgery.
"Go down first. I'll do the angiogram," Zheng Ren said. "You can go on stage after the angiogram."
"Boss? Do you need angiography for the blood vessels? "Su Yun rarely showed his eagerness.
"No, cholangiography. You can do the radiographic films outside. It had to be meticulous, from different angles. If there's a problem, call Lil Fugui up. Oh right, I asked Lil Fugui or Xi Bao 'er to send the tube for retrograde cholangiography up … Did they all go back? Ask who's here and have them send one up, "Zheng Ren instructed calmly as if he was doing a ward round and giving instructions for an appendectomy.
"There are plenty of catheters, I'll make a call now. But I don't need Lil Fugui's help. " Su Yun tore off the sterile clothes on his body. "Not only have you improved, I think Lil Fugui's current level can't catch up to mine."
Zheng Ren smiled. Is that so? It would be great if it was true.
Su Yun had indeed improved, but Zheng Ren estimated that he was on par with Professor Rudolf Wagner.
It was enough to have him around, as long as he had the confidence.
"Yiren, you go down first. Come up after I finish the angiogram," Zheng Ren said.
Xie Yiren nodded without hesitation. At the operating table, Zheng Ren was the king. No matter what he said, no matter how bizarre, they had to obey.
Many of the professors surrounding them were a little absent-minded. What kind of surgery had they not seen in the 912? However, he had never seen an autologous liver transplantation with cholangiography during hepatic hydatidosis.
Boss Zheng wanted to anastomose the bile capillaries. Was it because the skilled were bold, or was it because the ignorant were fearless?
No one was stupid enough to question Zheng Ren at this time, but everyone except Su Yun and Xie Yiren had countless questions.
Zheng Ren tore off his sterile clothes and went to scrub his hands again.
Everyone knew that they had to wear lead aprons.
The spectators at the back silently made way for Zheng Ren. No one wanted to leave so early before it was time to step on the line.
What if … what if the surgery was successful? This was a particularly awesome surgery. It was enough for him to brag about for a lifetime.
He went to the washing area and took out the lead apron and a black box from the System.
Inside the box was a neurosurgical microscope that he had exchanged for when he was researching surgeries.
The multiplier was 20 times, and there was nothing special about it.
The magnification of a neurosurgical microscope was usually 420 times. The specific magnification was related to the surgeon's habits and had nothing to do with the surgical technique.
Originally, this kind of thing could be borrowed from the neurosurgery department. However, Zheng Ren had to use it frequently when performing surgeries in the System's operating theater. He saw that it wasn't expensive in the mall, so he bought one.
He was afraid that the borrowed microscope would not be easy to use, and he would have to get used to it.
Moreover, this kind of common microscope was the kind that could be used casually, and there was no fear of losing it. It was completely different from the lead apron that could transform energy.
As a System, it actually sold such equipment without any additional attributes. Zheng Ren expressed his disdain for the System.
"Chief Dong, do me a favor!" Zheng Ren shouted as he put on his lead apron and brushed his hands.
"Huh?" Dong Jia was stunned for a moment before running over.
"This is a microscope. After the image is done, help me put it on," Zheng Ren said as he pouted.
"…" Dong Jia was dumbfounded.
Since when did the General Surgery Department use a microscope?! Although it was said that autogenous liver transplants used a microscope, very few people did it.
Was what Boss Zheng said true?!
"The absorbable line. I want the thinnest kind. Help me get some. Be quick. Sorry to trouble you, "Zheng Ren said. He had already finished brushing his hands and held them flat in front of his chest.
"Oh, okay." Dong Jia was stunned for a moment. He immediately hugged the box of the microscope and turned around to run out.
This side was going to be an image. Although Dong Jia really wanted to see the entire process of the image, he did not have the chance. If he did not run the errands at this time, who would?
"Su Yun, is the catheter here?" Zheng Ren returned to the operating theater and shouted.
"It's here. I'll put it on the stage for you in a while." Su Yun sat outside and fiddled with the machine in the hybrid operating table's operating room.
"Are you used to using the machine?"
"It's all the same. There's nothing to get used to," Su Yun said casually.
Zheng Ren nodded and put on his clothes to go on stage.
He directly stood in the surgeon's position, reached out, and slapped the hemostatic forceps in his hand.
The duodenal bulb was free. Then, Zheng Ren performed a puncture and inserted the contrast tube.
If it was an ordinary patient, he would need to perform a percutaneous liver puncture and then do an angiogram. Now that the patient had already opened his abdomen, there was no need at all. It was enough to directly insert the contrast tube from the duodenum. It could be done throughout the entire process.
This was the first time Zheng Ren had done this kind of operation in the real world.
However, for him, who was already close to the peak of his skill tree, this was just a small operation that was not worth mentioning.
After preparing everything, Zheng Ren connected the high-pressure injector and asked Xie Yiren to go to the operating room.
The people in the spectator stand behind him also quickly left the operating room and stood in the corridor, waiting. The operating room? That was the place where the assistant avoided the line. Other than Su Yun who was cutting the film, no one went to the operating room without opening their eyes.
The airtight lead door slowly closed. Zheng Ren began to step on the line and at the same time pressed the button of the high-pressure injector.
He raised his head and the screen on the opposite side showed the structure of the hepatic duct in the patient's liver.
Zheng Ren's eyes narrowed. He stared at the screen, unwilling to miss the details of every frame.
In the operating theater of the System, he made the radiographic films himself and then sutured the bile capillaries.
Other than Zheng Ren, there was not even a scrub nurse there. After coming out, with Xie Yiren and Su Yun around, Zheng Ren did not have to go through so much trouble.
In less than a minute after the angiogram, Zheng Ren stopped stepping on the line and opened the airtight lead door.
Xie Yiren put her hands in her front pockets and was the first to walk in.
The circulating nurse took out a sterile surgical kit from the trauma department. The various medical supplies inside were a few sizes smaller than those from the general surgery department. They looked like children's toys.
Dong Jia came in and put on the microscope for Zheng Ren.
Zheng Ren closed his eyes and got used to it. He glanced at Xie Yiren.
Xie Yiren nodded, indicating that she could do it. Then, she began to prepare the needle and thread.
As soon as he reached out, the small forceps were slapped into his palm. Zheng Ren passed it to his left hand, and the needle holder and a particularly thin needle were slapped into his right hand.
The needle and thread were one. There was no need to pass the thread through the eye of the needle.
Otherwise, even if Xie Yiren was skilled, she would not be able to complete such a thin eye of the needle in one go.
Professor Yang followed Xie Yiren in. He did not try to stand in the surgeon's position. Instead, he stood directly opposite Zheng Ren. Seeing Zheng Ren put on the microscope, Professor Yang sighed.
This kind of surgery did not need an assistant.
The surgical field was so small that the surgeon had to wear a microscope. It could not accommodate an assistant at all.
Why did he come up? Professor Yang felt that he was particularly redundant at this moment.
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Microsurgery in the General Surgery Department
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