The first operation was performed by Chen Wenwei. The operating room was located in a Class I special clean operating room in the Department of Neurosurgery on the tenth floor of the surgical building.
Class I is the highest level of air cleanliness in the operating room, with the least dust particles and the lowest concentration of bacteria. It is suitable for operations such as brain and organ transplantation.
At this time, in the spacious operating room, Chen Wenwei, who was dressed in a hospital gown, was already lying on his back on the operating bed, and was in a deep sleep because of the general anesthesia. Compared with the early morning, the patient's young face was haggard and shrunk a bit, and the cheeks on both sides were more sunken.
The anesthesiologist and nurses were waiting, and the door of the clean corridor was opened shortly after, and a group of medical staff wearing sterile clothes walked in.
Gu Jun walked among them, looking at the brightly lit and well-equipped surgical environment around him, he felt a little moved and came back.
It's just... Although this is not a simple stone path, the things to be done are even more brutal.
"The patient's signs are stable." Guo Jun, an anesthetist sitting next to the anesthesia machine, told them, "The anesthetic can still suppress the patient's central nervous system."
Gu Jun looked at the EEG on the screen of the anesthesia monitoring system. The signal lines showed that Chen Wenwei was in a state of deep hypnosis, and the graphics looked no different from ordinary people. However, none of them has any experience in whether the operation will cause any stress response in the body.
The standard surgical method of lobotomy originated from the era of backward conditions, and the accuracy cannot be guaranteed, which is also the reason why it has been criticized.
But now there are some more mature methods and more advanced imaging equipment, such as using MRI to accurately locate the target, which greatly improves the accuracy of the operation.
The resection of this part will still be applied to contusions, tumor lesions, etc.
It's just because even if the patients with nightmare disease are still in the mild stage, their immunity and functional status are not as good as before. The surgical plan should take into account postoperative recovery. Therefore, the established plan is to combine new technology with old methods, which can effectively destroy the white matter of the brain lobe, and the trauma is less.
However, Chief Swordsman Kou Xian, First Assistant Song Yilong and others are all ready to fight.
Although each of these middle-aged men is the best neurosurgery expert in the Dongzhou Medical Department, even Sizhu is no exception. It is commonplace to perform various craniotomies, but they lack experience in this barbaric method. There is no room for error.
"Just treat it as an ordinary operation." Si Kouxian encouraged everyone and encouraged himself.
Everyone settled down on the operating table—neurosurgery has different positions. The chief surgeon stands above the patient's head, the anesthesia machine is on the left, and the power system and instrument table are on the right. Gu Jun stood behind the equipment nurse and looked around.
At the same time, through the camera of the shadowless light above the operating table, and multiple surveillance cameras around, the situation here is being broadcast in real time on the large screen in a conference room on this floor, as well as the research center in the mental and psychological building, and the headquarters of the research institute.
Countless researchers are watching silently, and Professor Qin and Tang Zhifeng are one of them.
Soon, images of the beginning of the operation were displayed on each screen. Chen Wenwei's head was fixed by a three-nail head frame and rotated 90 degrees to the opposite side of the surgical approach. The hood avoids the surgery department.
The blood flowed, and the blood was stopped again. They made a scalp incision first, and then a subcutaneous dissection...
Gu Jun has been watching intently from a distance. He has read some materials before coming here, and also attended the pre-operative meeting just now, so he knows what he is doing.
A small hole will be drilled on each side of the patient's head, and surgery will be performed in three different locations on each side.
Right now, Chief Surgeon Si Kou cuts the temporal fascia, temporal muscle, and periosteum layer with a monopolar electric knife, and then separates the corresponding small myocutaneous flap under the periosteum, fixes it with a retractor, and exposes the skull inside.
"Craniotomy drill." The chief surgeon said, and the equipment nurse gave it.
Si Kouxian took a Midas Rex craniotomy drill with a small drill in his hand, leaned over and aimed at the patient's skull, which is just above the ear canal, and prepared to drill a hole. The drilling position has been accurately calculated. that's it.
The buzzing sound of the electric drill broke the silence of the operating room, the command center and other places at the same time, and an undercurrent of tension was surging.
The operating room is full of old fritters who are used to craniotomy, and Gu Jun is the least used to it. Hands and feet on the head are always more chilling than the limbs.
He just looked at the high-speed drill bit that could not be seen clearly, bit by bit piercing through the patient's hard skull...
Then Song Yilong helped Song Yilong clean up the bone debris under the drill hole with a curette, while Si Kouxian took over a "white matter cutter", which was like a big screwdriver, and the handle was connected to a long piece that went into the brain. A thin probe with open sides and no tip.
But there is a steel wire loop hidden in the opening of its end. As long as the handle is pulled, the steel wire will pop out and turn around under the action of pulling, cutting off the nerve fibers.
At this time, Si Kouxian inserted the cutter probe from the drill hole into the patient's brain, reached a preset position, and stopped first.
Song Yilong probed with the probe of the surgical navigation system, and the computer screen beside him combined the MRI image data obtained before the operation in real time to display the brain condition in 3D images, allowing Si Kouxian to adjust the position of the cutter probe accurately.
"This is a Nobel Prize-winning operation."
Si Kouxian muttered something, then pulled the handle of the cutter, and there was a sudden click, and the invisible wire ring popped out and destroyed a part of the patient's frontal lobe...
One place is completed on this side, and there are two more places.
The air in the operating room seemed to be condensed, and Gu Jun looked at it with a blank expression. It is really impossible to predict what kind of brain damage this will cause.
But he knows that if there is no progress in the treatment of nightmare disease, this will only be the beginning, and there will be many surgeries to be performed.
Bilateral cingulate gyrus lesion, hemispherectomy…
In short, the medical department will cut a little here and a little there in the patient's brain to see what happens.
It may seem contrary to humanitarianism, but patients have no choice, and neither do their doctors.
Facing the plague that could not find a cure, they returned to the bloody and ignorant old age in an instant.
Si Kouxian hadn't adjusted the cutter yet, suddenly at this moment, a sudden beeping alarm sounded throughout the operating room, and a situation they were worried about appeared. Anesthesiologist Guo Jun said anxiously: "The patient's heart rate is too fast! The EEG is also deviated, this..." The data on the screens of those monitoring instruments have been messed up.
No matter what the crowd did, a hoarse and strange whimper sounded from the patient's head.
"Ah." The equipment nurse was the first to scream, and the itinerant nurse and other doctors all changed their complexions drastically.
Chen Wenwei, who had a hole in his head and a cutter inserted in it on the operating table, suddenly opened his eyes and made a sound, his eyes were only cloudy...
"Command center, the patient... the patient has woken up." Si Kouxian was startled when faced with this scene.
Although there has long been a plan for patients to have a stress response—that is just a functional change under anesthesia.
For a long time, a very small number of patients will suddenly wake up during various operations, feel pain, and hear the voices of medical staff, but they cannot move or speak. Because the anesthetic has lost its effect, but there are muscle relaxants, the patient cannot control his muscles.
At this time, Chen Wenwei was able to open his eyes and speak.
"Wen Wei?" Si Kou Xianguo's expression on his face stabilized, and he immediately asked, "Wen Wei, can you hear me?"
But as Gu Jun watched over there, a sense of danger that quickly grew stronger in his heart...
"h..." Chen Wenwei didn't move his body and didn't twist his head, but his complexion became strangely pale, his eyes were bloodshot like he was about to bleed, and the hoarse and weird voice continued to say, "nglui... nafh …Cthulhu…”
Gu Jun stared suddenly, and he could hear that sentence!
"h'nglui mgl'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh gah'nagl fhtagn"
Almost at the same time, he felt a huge mental shock wave rushing violently like a tsunami wave, and it erupted from Chen Wenwei.
"Ah!!" Si Kouxian and Song Yilong, who were closest to each other, suddenly screamed out. They instinctively held their painful heads with both hands. Their faces, which were mostly covered by masks, instantly turned pale, and their bodies were already crumbling.
Immediately afterwards, the second assistant, the third assistant, the fourth assistant, the anesthetist and a group of nurses, all the medical staff in the operating room except Gu Jun, were all overwhelmed by intense pain!