If Gu Yan didn't get Nangong Li's palm, there might still be a chance for interventional occlusion—just a very thin sheath, puncture from the leg to the heart, and send the occluder into the defect. Defects can be easily closed.
But now his defect area is too large, the small sealing umbrella is no longer enough to block the defect, and there is also a little complication, so he can only perform invasive cardiac surgery.
The national teacher looked at Gu Jiao's disinfection position and said, "You don't do thoracotomy?"
Orthotomy is to cut the sternum from above the heart. It is simple to operate and has a large exposed area, and the technical requirements for the doctor are not particularly high.
However, Gu Jiao chose to make a small incision from Gu Yan's right armpit, which increased the difficulty of the operation by more than one level.
"The thoracotomy wound is too long, and the probability of complications such as postoperative pericardial effusion is also high."
She didn't want to leave such an ugly scar on Gu Yan's chest, nor did she want to cause more damage to his body.
The incision on the right side is less traumatic and does not damage the bones and muscles. It is a lot more difficult for her to operate, but the postoperative recovery and various complications will be reduced accordingly. Moreover, such a small incision uses the scars of the institute. Cream can be repaired.
Gu Yan is even more stinky.
Gu Jiao inserted a catheter from the incision to establish cardiopulmonary bypass, and then the real surgery began.
…
In the wing room, Mr. Meng was sitting on a chair shaking his legs.
Yu He saw that the six-nation chess master, who had always been calm and mature, was starting to shake his legs. He couldn't help but comfort him: "Mr. Meng, you don't have to be too nervous. With the National Teacher here, the operation will be successfully completed."
Yu He didn't know that the real chief swordsman was actually Gu Jiao. All the disciples in the National Teacher Hall regarded the National Teacher as a god. They had no doubts about the National Teacher, whether it be medical skills or divination, the National Teacher. It is an existence that can always create a myth in the minds of all people.
"I'm not nervous." Mr. Meng said.
"Then your leg..." Yu He looked at Mr. Meng's right leg, which was so shaken that it flew up.
Mr. Meng pressed his right leg without a trace, and asked in a deep voice, "What's wrong with my leg?"
Yu He looked at the right leg that he had pressed down, and then at the left leg that was shaking unconsciously.
Yu He: "…"
…
In Tianqiong Academy, Gu Xiaoshun went to Mingxintang to ask for leave from the Master who was in class today.
Two days ago, Confucius Jiang adjusted his class, and today is all the arithmetic classes of Confucius Gao.
"Why can't Xiao Liulang come?" Master Gao asked.
This is a very serious problem for students, not only are they always demerited, but they also always ask for leave.
"What's wrong with him this time?"
Gu Xiaoshun said: "It's not that Xiao Liulang is ill, it's Gu Yan. Xiao Liulang sent Gu Yan to the National Teacher's Hall for surgery."
Gao Fuzi said nothing.
A student who never listens to lectures in class and only relies on copying his homework will not care!
"Class." Gao Fuzi sat on top of the lecture and said lightly, "Take out all the homework assigned yesterday, let's see how to solve the first operation."
student:"… "
Master Gao: "..."
…
In the house, Nan Shi Niang fed King Heifeng and King Ma, and said helplessly, "I'm in a mess in my heart, and I always feel that something is going to happen."
The Black Wind King was used to eating good things. At first glance, the green grass and vegetable leaves they fed were almost impossible to say.
Ma Wang eats loudly.
Master Lu said: "You think too much, that is the National Teacher's Hall. I haven't heard of anyone who went to the National Teacher's Hall and couldn't be cured."
Nan Shi Niang gave him an angry look: "How much do you know about the National Teacher's Hall?"
"I..." Master Lu choked and whispered, "Am I not comforting you?"
"Alas." Nan Shi Niang sighed heavily and looked towards the door.
Heifeng Wang finally made up his mind to eat a mouthful of vegetable leaves, and just as he stretched his neck, Nan Shi Niang took the dustpan away in despair.
Black Wind King: "..."
…
In the middle of the operation, the blood plasma provided by the small medicine box was not enough, and Gu Yan's blood pressure dropped sharply. If this continued, he would die on the operating table due to excessive blood loss.
"Pick me." Gu Jiao said.
"The operation has not been completed." The national teacher reminded.
"I know." Gu Jiao rolled up her sleeves, "white filter."
The national teacher took a deep look at Gu Jiao and said, "Do you know that what you are doing now is crazy and dangerous? I have never seen a doctor draw his own blood to a patient on the operating table."
Gu Jiao stretched out her arm: "Hurry up."
The national teacher took out the white filter and connected it to the infusion tube: "How much?"
Gu Jiao said, "He can smoke as much as he wants."
A steady stream of fresh blood was drawn from Gu Jiao's body and flowed into Gu Yan's body one by one through the white filter.
Gu Yan has never experienced such a feeling. He suffers from heart disease, and he can't even sleep as peacefully as ordinary people. , feel no pain at all.
When he fell asleep, his body became cold, as if he had come to a glacier, and he seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar.
He felt like he couldn't make it through.
But suddenly, a warm current slowly poured into his body, and he felt the warmth that he had not seen for a long time, and the blood in his body seemed to be rushing again.
He opened his eyes weakly: "Sister..."
Gu Jiao stood beside him, held his hand, leaned down, and gently pressed his forehead with her own.
"Gu Yan, hold on."
I don't know why I came to this time and space, if I have a mission, one of them must be to heal you.
"I can't smoke anymore." The national teacher said, "Six hundred milliliters, and normally a maximum of four hundred."
Gu Jiao said without hesitation, "Continue."
Gu Yan pressed against her forehead, closed her eyes tremblingly, and hot tears fell: "Sister... don't..."
…
"Why haven't you come out yet? It's getting dark!"
Mr. Meng wandered to the door for the hundreds of times.
Yu He patiently said: "Don't worry, no news is good news. If the patient really has three strengths and two weaknesses, and the operation fails, the National Teacher will come out long ago."
The truth is correct, but it is also worrying that it has not come out. If the operation is really successful, it should have come out long ago, right
Could it be that something dangerous happened in the middle of the operation, and he has been rescuing him all the time
…
Gu Jiao's eyelids were a little heavy, and she moved several times before finally lifting them.
What caught her eye was the harsh light, but she got used to it quickly.
She found herself lying on another operating table.
The national teacher came over, glanced at her, and said, "How do you feel? You just lost too much blood and fainted, and you almost can't be rescued."
Gu Jiao recalled and recalled a memory from her blank mind: "I have completed the operation."
The national teacher nodded, Shenhua's inner eyes looked at her: "Yes, you did it."
He had already lost too much blood, but with a terrifying obsession, he forced himself to complete the entire operation before falling to the ground.
Gu Jiao asked, "Where's Gu Yan?"
The national teacher raised his finger and pointed: "Beside you."
The extracorporeal circulation had stopped, and Gu Yan lay quietly on the other operating table, her heart beating vigorously.
The operation ended perfectly, but whether he can survive the dangerous period depends on whether he can wake up smoothly.
Gu Jiao got off the operating table, came to him, held his hand, and touched his forehead.
"Ayan."
She called him softly.
Gu Yan didn't respond.
She called out again, "Ayan."
Gu Yan's eyelids moved.
This is Gu Jiao's voice.
Gu Jiao continued to call him: "Ayan, Ayan."
Gu Yan slowly opened his eyes, looked at the pale and bloodless face above his head, and said weakly, "I heard someone call me, is that you?"
Gu Jiao nodded and looked at him fixedly: "It's me."
Gu Yan's eyes showed a trace of confusion and doubt: "Who are you...? Why are you called me?"
Gu Jiao was stunned.
Is it a sequelae of surgery? Which part of the process went wrong and caused intracranial hypertension and brain damage
I have never seen such a situation, but if this is the case, then amnesia is only an external manifestation, and there may be a more serious brain damage in him.
Gu Jiao said, "Wait, I'll check it for you."
Gu Yan grabbed her hand with the remaining strength, and looked at her very seriously: "You look... so good-looking, do you lack a brother?"
Gu Jiao was stunned for a second, the hair on the top of her head curled up like a little bunny rabbit.
Gu Yan smiled weakly and said, "If you're short, take me home."
The rest of my life is long, please advise me, sister.
(End of this chapter)