The Godfather of Surgery

Yang Ping went out to brush his hands.

Everyone was a little surprised to see that it was not Director Tan, Director Han, Tian Yuan, but Yang Ping who went out.

This kind of pelvic surgery is a proper fourth-level operation. If it is not a fourth-level cap, if it can be graded above, then it is a fifth-level and sixth-level operation.

At this time, in the eyes of both parties, this operation already has a special meaning - defending dignity!

Of course, patient safety comes first, which is the bottom line of any medical activity.

"The pelvic cavity has extensive and severe adhesions, all scars, and the anatomical structure is in a mess." Dr. Jin accompanied Director Ouyang.

"He let the chief under him go up?" Director Bai snorted inwardly, asking for the big!

"It's a little too impatient." With a pun, Director Ouyang is always steady and calm.

They were all sitting in the second row, and the discussion was not easy to start. After a few words, everyone was quiet and continued to watch.

The other doctors in the back were terrified when they saw this extensive adhesion. Every time the surgeon took a step away, his heart thumped, and his heart skipped a beat. It was not the limbs, but the pelvis, the pelvic cavity.

Just now, I admired the skill and confidence of the surgeon, and I envy that the Second Affiliated Hospital is so powerful. Now everyone has put aside their admiration and started to care about how the operation will go on.

Surgery was forced to proceed slowly.

"Accidental damage to blood vessels and nerves"

"There used to be a hospital. For this type of extensive adhesion of the pelvis, the femoral nerve has been ectopic. The electrocautery was too fast, and the femoral nerve was cut off. The lawsuit has been going on for several years."

"Well, there is also the death crown buried in the scar, which is broken with a single knife, and the blood vessels are retracted, so they can't get off the stage."

"Well, it's not a joke."

"He's a little afraid to continue."

"Director Tan will do his best to win this operation!"

"Is Director Tan coming to power?"

"Well, if you don't take the stage, the operation will be stranded."

Discussion is the nature of the audience!

Everyone whispered, looking ahead from time to time, worried that they would be overheard by the first row. Everyone knows that Director Tan will be the director of the trauma orthopaedic department in the future. If he is heard, he will die. Even if the stakes are so high, people can't help being spectators.

"Send such a young doctor to power?" Although he was wearing a mask, Tan Boyun could tell his approximate age from his eyes.

Vaguely, Tan Boyun felt the sharpness of the opponent, and the competition unfolded secretly. He doesn't know Director Han's temperament deeply, but he knows the pastoral garden too well. He is gentle on the surface and can gather a powerful murderous aura at any time in his heart.

Tan Boyun looked at both sides from the corner of his eye, Director Han was smiling, his fingers tapped rhythmically on his thighs; Tian Yuan also had a smile on his face, but this kind of smile was different, with a knife hidden in the smile.

To send such a young chief to power, I'm afraid I would not have considered it carefully and judged insufficiently. It seems that Tian Yuan also lacks experience in this special pelvic surgery and lacks a deep understanding, otherwise he would not be so rash, after all, he is less than himself Over ten years of surgical experience.

Director Han believed so much in the pastoral field that he actually trusted him.

Take it slow, eventually you have to come on stage yourself, it's just a small episode, Tan Boyun thought.

The surgery has practically been put on hold.

Dr. Zhong began to repeat the movements ineffectively, and the movement of the knife continued, but there was no substantial progress.

Put down the knife, fingers start to touch again, the eyeballs are upwards, and carefully look for the feeling; touch for a while, it is in vain, and the scissors are tried again. A few times, touch again, and the cycle repeats.

Always standing still, not so good.

The knife stubbornly cut down carefully, blood came out again, the gauze was oppressed, the electric knife was scorched and rested for a while.

Let's change the target and separate the femoral nerve. He has a lot of experience in the battle, but unfortunately the enemy is too strong, and the pelvis is widely adhered. Even if he takes it down, he will sweat.

After all, most of the experience is based on normal anatomy. This extensive adhesion, in addition to the blurred anatomical level, also has the position of blood vessels and nerves deviated from normal. The blurred anatomy and ectopic position may make nerves under your knife at any time. Blood vessel.

It will also be unfamiliar to experienced doctors.

He could only wait for the backup while walking. He raised his head, and the corner of the light passed through the large glass window on the wall. Professor Tan did not move, and was still sitting in place.

Dr. Zhong's mood began to fluctuate, he was restless, took a deep breath, and told himself to calm down, bow his head, and continue.

"Tissue scissors!"

Tissue scissors handed over.

"The smaller one! Is it your first time with the orthopaedic table?" Dr. Zhong glared at Su Yixuan. The handle of the blood vessel forceps tapped Su Yixuan's hand. Su Yixuan was a little aggrieved. Go back, and immediately change back to the smaller one.

The separation of the external iliac vessels was abandoned, the target was changed, and the separation of the femoral nerve was started.

The nerve seemed to be a little easier to separate. After several times of bleeding to stop the bleeding, after repeated repetitions, a small section of the femoral nerve was finally separated. Along this short section, Dr. Zhong regained his confidence.

Being able to find nerves in this kind of scar is really a master, not by swearing.

Along the exposed section of nerve, look in the opposite direction, the vine is in your hand, the melon should not be difficult.

But Dr. Zhong was puzzled. With the vine in his hand, he couldn't touch the melon. Where did this nerve come from? Where to go? Why can't you tell the difference, go deeper? It's still at this level?

The normal anatomy knowledge was ineffective, and Dr. Zhong stopped the movements in his hands again.

"You two! Can you be more professional? Is there such a hook? Your pelvis has been pulled in half by both of you, so use your strength."

Song Zimo and Xiao Wu both wanted to scold their mother.

I haven't done such a fiery operation yet, Song Zimo lowered his head and remained silent.

Xiao Wu raised his head and stared at him. If it weren't for the discipline of the operating table and obedience to the chief surgeon, he would have erupted. If he was playing chess at this time, he would have flipped the table right now.

Indeed, if the chief surgeon has a bad personality and has a bad temper, the assistants and nurses will be very depressed. This is the typhoon problem on the operating table.

The main surgeon, Typhoon, is good. He talks, laughs, and is humorous, like a spring breeze, and everyone is very relaxed.

Director Han and Tian Yuan are like this, but they are very rare.

The typhoon is bad, scolding, the most fucking chief surgeon, encountering difficulties in the operation, complaining about the assistant in various ways, covering his face, merciless, scolding dog blood, making the assistant tremble and at a loss, an operation is almost like taking a shower, and There are people who are scolded to step down from the stage and hide in the toilet and cry secretly.

It is said that Tan Boyun is notoriously bad-tempered in Attached 2. Once during an operation, the instrument fell on the ground, and I don't know if it is true or false.

It seems that there is a typhoon in the operation, as well as a family style.

Take a break!

"Knife!" Doctor Zhong stretched out his hand.

Pick up the knife to separate a few times, and gently drop the knife into the middle turning plate of the sharps.

"Change the blade!"

Su Yixuan immediately replaced the blade with a new one.

Hand it up again.

"Tissue scissors, ophthalmology scissors!" His tone was a little helpless, indignant.

Su Yixuan retracted the knife and immediately prepared ophthalmic scissors. There were no ophthalmic scissors on the instrument table, and ophthalmic scissors were usually not used for this operation.

But there is a single package under the stage, ready.

"Open the ophthalmic scissors!" Su Yixuan called the traveling nurse.

The itinerant nurse saw everything in her eyes just now, how dare she neglect it, and immediately opened a single pack of sterilized ophthalmic scissors. In less than ten seconds, the ophthalmic scissors were handed over.

"Please move faster, this is not dressing up, it's surgery, why do the eye scissors need to be temporarily opened?"

The chief knife is very dissatisfied.

Your grandma's, for pelvic surgery, which hospital in the pelvic equipment bag prepares a pair of ophthalmic scissors? Are you both doing baby pelvic surgery?

Xiao Wu's anger suffocated, discipline! Discipline can not be provocative, everything can only be endured in the heart. If you're offstage, beat him! Kill him.

The operating table is the battlefield, the main surgeon is the main surgeon, you have to obey, and if you have a temper, you can go to the side and let it go, you can't do it here. Human life is at stake. As long as the chief surgeon does not suffer from a mental illness on stage, and cuts indiscriminately with a knife, as long as the operation is safe and carried out normally, you have to obey.

Song Zimo glanced at Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu seemed to be able to see two piles of flaming flames in his pupils, the pupil of flames!

Through the glass, I don't know what's going on there. I only know that the patient's vital signs are stable, and there is no bleeding in the operation area for the time being, but the operation is deadlocked and difficult to advance.

Use delicate ophthalmic scissors to start separation, the scar is very hard, and it is difficult to cut the scar with ophthalmic scissors.

Ditch the ophthalmic scissors and move on to the sharp knives.

"Is this for Senior Brother Yang?" Someone asked gently, from spine surgery.

"It should be! Great!" The joint surgery replied.

"Is it that powerful?" Someone from the general surgery department actually mixed in there, and it was estimated that the stage was closed to join in the fun.

Finally someone from the Department of Traumatology spoke up: "Our senior brother, it must be amazing!"

"Isn't your senior brother Song Zimo?" The buddy of the general surgery department just got the electricity in the village.

Some people disdain this kind of hindsight: "Reordered, he is the senior brother, the second senior brother Song Zimo."

Yang Ping had washed his hands, and the induction automatic door opened.