The Surgeon's Studio

"Little grass, just do as Brother Yun has taught you." Zheng Ren stood in front of the patient and said softly,"the surgery will begin in ten seconds."

Quan xiaocao nodded her head. She knew what boss Zheng was talking about. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes.

Her eyelashes were very long, and when she closed her eyes, they moved up and down slightly with her eyelids. No one knew what she was thinking.

Zheng Ren was not in a hurry. Instead, he checked the relevant equipment that Feng Xuhui had prepared.

After performing a few surgeries in the system operating theater, Zheng Ren was very confident in this "simple" surgery method, which only required him to change his mindset.

A few seconds later, Quan xiaocao opened her eyes. The fear in her eyes disappeared like smoke, leaving only calmness. It could even be said that he was cold and emotionless.

The gastroscopy went along the patient's mouth and throat. Quan xiaocao's hand was very steady and did not tremble. Her eyes were fixed on the screen in front of her, unblinking.

Just as Zheng Ren had said, the esophageal-jejunologist anastomosis was visible 38 cm away from the incisor.

The anastomosed area did not have any scar-like narrow, which was the luckiest thing. Just like the scar tissue on the epidermis, if there was a narrow scar with a high bulge, the difficulty of the surgery would at least double.

Quan xiaocao steadily controlled the endoscope and successfully passed through the anastomosed area. She could clearly see a fisthole on the left wall of the anastomosed area. There were residual anastomosed nails at the edge of the wall, and the diameter was about 0.8 cm.

Zheng Ren reached out to take the endoscope to expose Quan xiaocao's operating field, just like what a first assistant would do in a normal surgery.

Quan xiaocao skillfully operated the pair of forceps to clamp down on the mucous membranes at both ends of the fistule. The moment she lifted the forceps, Zheng Ren's arthroscope was already in place.

As an assistant, boss Zheng's cooperation was exquisite and without any flaws.

With the strength of the forceps and the suction force of the aspirator, Quan xiaocao pulled the tissue around the fistopening into the transparent cap and turned the handle to release the OTSC anastomosed clip.

Her movements were very slow, and every time she turned the handle, she was very serious. Zheng Ren could tell from Quan xiaocao's movements that she seemed to be feeling the strong power from the handle.

This was the entry-level experience of hand sensitivity. Had she already started? The corner of Zheng Ren's mouth curved up under the surgical mask, but no one could see it.

The OTSC anastomosed clip clamped the tissue and completely covered the 0.8-centimeter fistburst. The entire surgery process was a little slow, but there were no flaws. Zheng Ren knew that Quan xiaocao understood what he had just said and immediately used it in the surgery.

Zheng Ren had no idea what she had done during this period of time.

However, Zheng Ren was clear that Quan xiaocao's ability to understand it so thoroughly in such a short period of time did not mean that she had the same talent as Su Yun. She must have been studying hard day and night. As time passed, he would find time to give her some advice and break through the bottleneck. The breakthrough in technology would be logical.

Quan xiaocao was still expressionless, and she did not have the habit of talking during surgery. Everything was very similar to Zheng Ren. She then changed to the use of the electrostatic transparent cap and entered the endoscope again. She saw that the OTSC anastomosed clip was closing well.

The main steps of the surgery had been announced to be over.

"That's right!"Zheng Ren waved his hand and laughed.

"Fang Lin, look at Xiao Cao, and then look at yourself!" "Can't you have something serious to do?"Su Yun said disdainfully.

"Hey," Fang Lin had witnessed the entire process of sealing the esophageal fistule with the OTSC anastomosis clip. He did not pay attention to Su Yun's words. Instead, he was slightly at a loss.

He had a very deep understanding of anastomosis fistules for esophageal cancer since he was a master's student.

He was not the only one. Every doctor in the cardiothoracic Department had done research on anastomosed fistules, and they were all afraid of them.

Once the patient suffered from internal bleeding after the surgery, there was only less than a 50% chance of survival. The remaining 50% was that the patient would have to spend a month or even longer in pain.

Sometimes, the ward area and the corridor were filled with the stench of decay. As soon as they smelled the stench, they would know that there was a patient with esophageal anastomosis in the ward. They even had to keep their voices down to avoid offending the unlucky doctor.

Even if the patient were constantly rinsed to ensure that the position of the anastomosis was clean and the second stage of the surgery was carried out, the success rate of the surgery would still be extremely low.

Due to the low success rate, almost all doctors were unwilling to perform a second stage surgery. Most of them would choose to perform conservative observation and let the fistburst repair itself.

However, this problem that had plagued the cardiothoracic Department for decades was solved just like that?

Fang Lin was in slight disbelief.

"Let's go," Su Yun said as she patted Fang Lin's shoulder.

"Big brother Yun ..." Fang Lin felt that his voice was a little hoarse. He tried his best to reveal a faint smile."I'll wear lead clothes and take a look inside."

"It's time for angiography. You can see it more clearly from the outside. " Su Yun pulled Fang Lin along as they walked out of the operating theater.

The others followed him out. Only Feng Xuhui, who was wearing a lead coat and holding some consumables that might be needed, stood in a corner of the operating theater. He seemed to be one with the operating theater.

The airtight lead door closed. Su Yun pushed the technician to the side and skillfully operated in front of the console.

"Xiao Cao, what do you think the chances of success are?" Su Yun asked.

Quan xiaocao had already been replaced by Lin Yuan, and boss Zheng would personally operate on her in the operating room. The next stent would be placed in the operating room, achieving double insurance.

After leaving the operating room, Quan xiaocao's self-hypnosis disappeared and she became the timid young doctor again.

"Yun...Brother Yun, I think ..."

"Young grass, just say what's on your mind. You performed such an amazing surgery, so what can you not say?" Su Yun said,"with your current level, you can directly open a clinic and take in patients with anastomosed fistules after surgery for gastrointestinal cancer in the country."

“……”

Hearing Su Yun's words, Quan xiaocao was even more speechless.

Professor Lu was slightly startled when he heard Su Yun's words. She had the same feeling as Fang Lin.

'Taking in all the patients who have escaped from me for my gastrointestinal cancer ...'

Earning money was one thing, saving lives was another. If he had to clean up the mess of all cardiologists, who would not call him teacher when they met?

Famous, powerful, and had a status in the pugilistic world!

This was simply a pie falling from the sky! Professor Lu knew that he would never be able to reach this level even if he worked in 912 for his entire life.

And Quan xiaocao, who hadn't even graduated from her Ph.D., Was a coward. How could she be like this?

Professor Lu did not have any doubts. He knew that if the angiography showed that there was no contrast agent running from the esophagus to the diaphragm, it meant that the entire operation that Quan xiaocao had just performed was a success.

Even Su Yun's words were a little conservative. This was the rhythm of becoming the top expert in the country in one step.

Professor Lu was a little confused. He had been working hard for so many years, but he still couldn't reach this stage. He knew that medical treatment was being divided into more and more detailed categories. Quan xiaocao had grasped a sub-category and had the initiative.

I can do it too! Professor Lu was furious.

The screen on the operating table began to move. Professor Lu abandoned all distracting thoughts and began to watch boss Zheng's angiography seriously.

Whether it was a success or not, he still needed to confirm it with his angiography.