Fifteen minutes passed …
Thirty minutes passed …
An hour passed …
The quiet operating theater was filled with a terrifying aura.
The surgical field was under a microscope. The doctors and professors in the audience could not see it. However, they could see that the person who performed the surgery stood like a steel spear. For an hour, his body did not move at all.
The movements of his hands were almost invisible.
All the operations were carried out step by step. The liver duct and blood vessels were anastomosed step by step. It exceeded the concept of ordinary general surgery.
Although they could not see anything, no one felt bored. The brand-new general surgery method aroused everyone's curiosity.
In addition, the person who performed the surgery had the halo of a Nobel Prize candidate. Everyone wanted to see the final result.
An autologous liver transplant using a microscope to anastomose the liver capillaries. Was this a f * cking surgery that a human could perform?
"Su Yun, radiographic films." Zheng Ren's slightly hoarse voice broke the silence.
"What position?" Su Yun asked in the operating room.
"Eighth segment, third quadrant, 15 ° 23 ′." Zheng Ren gave an extremely accurate answer.
Then, the screen on the opposite side lit up. An image that Zheng Ren needed appeared in front of him.
Zheng Ren looked at it for more than ten seconds before lowering his head again and continuing the surgery.
The image was just placed there. The people in the audience were a little confused.
"Do you understand radiographic films?"
"I don't understand it. What about you?"
"I can understand a little, but I can't understand this one. We're not in the field of imaging … "
The person who said this blushed and fell silent.
The person who could understand the radiographic films was standing on the stage and anastomosing the bile capillaries in a way that even the general surgery professor could not understand.
How long would this surgery take?
Generally speaking, it was normal for neurosurgery to take three to five hours. It was already early in the morning. Even if it was daybreak, no one present would be surprised.
However, could the patient's condition endure it?
He was afraid not.
Before the liver transplant, the surgeon looked very confident. It was estimated that it would be over within two hours.
Could it really be done?
A few minutes later, Zheng Ren asked Su Yun to send two more radiographic films.
The people present still could not understand it.
The operating theater was full of question marks. Everyone was so curious that they were about to explode.
There was live broadcast equipment in this operating theater, but there was no live broadcast equipment for microsurgery. What was the point of just looking at the surgeon? They had to see the method of anastomosis under the microscope.
Time ticked by.
"Chief Dong, help me remove the microscope." Zheng Ren finally broke the silence.
"Boss Zheng, is it done?" Dong Jia asked softly as he took off the microscope for Zheng Ren.
"It should be fine," Zheng Ren said.
Professor Yang stood on stage for more than an hour. Finally, he did not have to be so embarrassed. He began to help Zheng Ren with the anastomosis of the large blood vessels and hepatic duct.
This was the last step of the surgery and Zheng Ren performed it quickly.
The alarm of the monitor rang in his ears. The patient's vital signs were being maintained with medication, but it was getting more and more difficult to keep them stable.
The portal vein bypass was removed, and the autologous liver transplantation ended. The vascular patch repaired the broken end of the inferior vena cava and Zheng Ren released the vascular blocking forceps.
Allograft transplantation was like changing the engine of a car that had stopped running. Autogenous liver transplantation was like changing the engine of a car that was in a running state, and it also had to ensure the normal running of the car. The technical difficulty was obvious.
His gaze focused on the patient's liver.
The preserved liver was ruddy, and the edema was slightly reduced. The transplanted liver also began to have blood perfusion, and for a period of time visible to the naked eye, there was only a little blood seeping out of the two sections of liver tissue, and no bile secretion could be seen.
Surgery.
It was a success!
The atmosphere in the operating theater suddenly became much more relaxed. They let out a long breath. If there were no serious complications after the surgery, the patient would most likely be able to survive.
The postoperative complications of autogenous liver transplantation were bile overflow, causing serious infection and toxic shock.
The people who watched the surgery at the scene did not believe that such complications would occur. Even if there were, it would be very light and could be corrected with drainage and drugs.
This was a microscopic bile duct anastomosis. The surgery had already been done to the best of its ability. What else could they be picky about?
"Boss Zheng, you're amazing!" Professor Yang stood in the position of the first assistant and praised.
"Prepare the hemostatic powder, hemostatic gauze, and rinse," Zheng Ren said.
Before he could finish speaking, warm saline water was sent to his hand.
After rinsing the abdominal cavity and leaving a drainage strip, Zheng Ren sprinkled hemostatic powder on the wound of the liver and covered it with absorbable hemostatic gauze.
He sutured the diaphragm and checked again. Seeing that there was no active bleeding, he closed the abdomen.
The remaining steps could be done by an intern. However, Zheng Ren and Professor Yang still meticulously completed the abdominal closure. It was not until the patient was carried onto the stretcher trolley and sent to the ICU with an airbag that Zheng Ren heaved a sigh of relief.
This surgery …
He looked at the time. It had been more than seven hours.
The surgery started at nine o 'clock. It was already four o' clock in the morning.
The sky began to brighten, and the night passed just like that.
He had said that he would sleep well for a few days, but he did not expect it to be like this.
Ding dong ~ The sound of the System's mission sounded. At this moment, it was so pleasant and crisp.
[System Mission: Show Your Edge First Stage completed.
Mission Content: Complete the surgical treatment of liver hydatid disease.
Mission Reward: 10,000 skill points, + 2 luck value, passive skill [Reconstruction] activated.
Mission Time: 24 hours. Time consumed: 7 hours and 32 minutes. Remaining time: 16 hours and 28 minutes.]
[System Mission: Break, The Last Barrier! Completed.
Mission Content: Complete an autologous liver transplant surgery.
Mission Reward: 10,000 experience points, + 4 luck value.
Mission Time: 24 hours. Time consumed: 7 hours and 32 minutes. Remaining time: 16 hours and 28 minutes.]
"Boss Zheng, I'll go see the patient first. Do you have any special medical advice?" Professor Yang moved closer to Zheng Ren and asked.
"No, just follow the usual procedures." Zheng Ren was a little listless.
Seeing that Zheng Ren was tired, Professor Yang did not want to disturb him anymore. After all, they were all working at the 912. In the future, they would see each other again. There was still a long time.
After greeting him, Professor Yang brought Chief Dong to change his clothes and went to the ICU.
"Boss, do you have to work so hard?" Su Yun said while yawning.
"It's alright. The key is that it's my first time doing an autologous liver transplant, so I'm still a little rusty," Zheng Ren said.
"You're allowed to show off, but don't go overboard." Su Yun's voice was very long. "You've brought all the microsurgical equipment from the neurosurgery department here. It took you less than two hours to complete the surgery, and you still say that you're rusty? If you're skilled, are you going to complete the autologous liver transplant in an hour? "
"It's not that exaggerated." Zheng Ren shook his head. He really did not have the strength to argue with Su Yun. He yawned and turned around to change his clothes.
After putting the lead apron and microscope into the System space, Zheng Ren looked at the sky. There were still three second-stage TIPS surgeries to be done today. Why did he always have to stay up late in life?
After changing his clothes, he left a message for Xie Yiren. Zheng Ren sat on the stool in the changing room in a daze.
He excitedly wanted to go to the System space to see what the passive attribute of [Reconstruction] was!
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