The shadowless light in the operating room was very bright, and the knife in the doctor's hand was very thin. Zheng Ren was very panicked, even though he was not the one lying on the bed.
He worked very hard to get today's surgery, but he didn't expect that Dean Fu would personally act as an assistant in order to show his respect for the professor.
At this time, he was standing in the corner of the operating room wearing a sterile surgical gown, and he could not see even a trace of the surgical field.
As long as there is surgery, accidents will happen. What Zheng Ren didn't expect was that there would be an accident before the operation.
The surgery that is about to begin is very important.
Surgeons rarely do live broadcasts of surgeries, and those who dare to do so are the best in the industry.
Today, there is a live broadcast of a surgery at Haicheng First People's Hospital. The protagonist is Professor Uichiro Mori, a world-renowned expert in hepatobiliary and pancreatic surgery.
The venue, which can accommodate a thousand people, was packed.
Eighty percent of the province's directors of relevant majors were present, and even professors from several specialized hospitals in Imperial and Magic Capital came to Haicheng to visit and learn live surgery.
Directors who are usually like the King of Heaven in the department are like cabbage in the venue. You can touch one by raising your hand.
A big red banner hung above the venue to warmly celebrate the successful opening of the first Haicheng Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery Academic Conference.
Instead of a long conference table, a huge screen was set up on the rostrum. Eight high-definition projectors at different angles were broadcasting a real-time broadcast of a combined pancreaticoduodenectomy being performed in the operating room of the No. 1 Hospital.
Combined pancreaticoduodenectomy is the most difficult surgery in general surgery except organ transplantation.
The surgeon is Professor Mori Uichiro from RB Tokyo Juntendo University Hospital. He is a health consultant to the RB royal family and ranks among the top five in the global surgical academic community.
In order to invite Professor Mori Uichiro, the organizers of the conference took great pains and spent a lot of money. Moreover, a lot of work has been done at the patient's home. After all, this patient is the richest man in Haicheng, and 60% of the city's real estate is from his company.
Heavyweight professors, heavyweight surgical techniques, and confident surgical live broadcast became the finale of the first Haicheng Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery Academic Conference.
Unfortunately, Zheng Ren couldn't even see it.
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At nine fifteen, the operation officially began.
Professor Moriyu Ichiro has a rigorous style and does not pretend to be a big-name doctor. He performs the surgery himself.
The eight different angles of projection on the projection screen show Uichiro Mori's superb surgical skills without any blind spots.
"Can an incision of less than fifteen centimeters be anastomotic at a later stage?"
"You and I definitely can't do it, but I'm a top professor, so there's nothing I can't do."
"Yes, it is said that the emperor's surgery in 2014 was performed by Professor Mori Uichiro. The professor's level is one of the few in the world."
The skin, subcutaneous tissue, muscles, and peritoneum were cut open layer by layer, as skillfully as a cook undressing a cow. The amount of bleeding was very small, only 5-10ml by visual inspection by the on-site directors. The blood-stained gauze only had dots of red, like red flowers blooming in the snow.
But the accident still happened.
After the peritoneum was opened, there was an exclamation in the venue. Several professors from the Imperial and Magic Capitals had solemn expressions and stared at the large projection screen.
The malignant tumor of the pancreas develops extremely rapidly and has invaded the surrounding tissues, causing severe adhesions and making them seem like one body.
Generally speaking, in order to avoid unexpected situations, live broadcast surgeries will be performed on patients with milder conditions. No great person is immune to mistakes, everyone is the same.
There is no doubt that the error rate will be lower in patients with less severe disease.
In order to screen patients, Dean Fu spent a lot of effort. The patient's CT and MRI films were viewed by professors from within and outside the province, and were finally sent to Ichiro Mori and approved.
All experts and professors believed that the patient had stage III pancreatic head cancer and was in a serious condition, but there was no adhesion between the tumor tissue and the surrounding area and was suitable for surgery.
It's a pity that God did not follow people's wishes, and everyone looked away.
After seeing this situation, Dean Fu suddenly broke out in sweat and wet the sterile cap.
What's the matter
In order to avoid mistakes, an MRI was done two days before the operation. Compared with the previous film, there was not much change.
Did the tumor tissue grow rapidly in two days
Dean Fu held the suction device in his hand and trembled slightly.
Professor Mori Uichiro was a little unhappy. He tapped the suction device with the curved pliers in his hand and whispered something in Japanese.
Although Dean Fu didn't understand Japanese, he still keenly noticed that there seemed to be a word in that sentence called Baga. Professor Senyu was dissatisfied with himself. Dean Fu felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and his whole body was a little stiff.
The young translator behind him immediately had a straight face and looked at Dean Fu sternly, "Fu Sang, Professor Senyu is very dissatisfied with your performance. Although your technical level and equipment are equally inferior, please show your utmost concentration." attitude to complete the surgery.”
It had been many years since anyone had dared to talk to him like this, and Dean Fu was greatly embarrassed. It’s no wonder that during the Anti-Japanese War, what everyone hated the most were the Japanese Japs and traitors. They were really abominable.
However, he did not dare to show any inner dissatisfaction and tried his best to smile, which seemed to be flattering.
The condition is more complicated than expected, but for the world's top surgeons, it is just more difficult, not impossible to solve.
The operation continued, and the tumor and surrounding tissue adhesions were peeled off little by little. The bleeding was still very little. Larger capillaries will be ligated in advance or burned out with electricity, without exception.
In the large conference room, people were exclaimed from time to time. Professor Mori Uichiro was really familiar with anatomical structures. This is the standard of the world's top professors!
Standing under the shadowless lamp, Ichiro Mori is undoubtedly the eye-catching protagonist, like a bright star, attracting all the attention.
Zheng Renze did not appear in the projection at all. He was a speck of dust in a dark corner, insignificant.
Although he couldn't undergo surgery, he imagined the entire surgery process in his mind based on the various instruments used by Professor Mori Uichiro.
It would be great if he could take a look, Zheng Ren longed for it.
I tried to change various angles, trying to see if I could see a little bit of the operation process, but everything was in vain.
Suddenly, Zheng Ren felt a bright light in front of his eyes. The shadowless lamp began to swing, and various knives, scissors, and pliers danced like elves on the table in front of the equipment nurse.
He was in a trance. Could it be that he was hallucinating? Then I realized it was not an hallucination, it was an earthquake!
In just a moment, the whole house shook, and the roof also made a creaking sound, as if the ceiling and masonry frame would fall apart at any time, burying everyone.
People who were undergoing surgery also panicked. After all, Ichiro Mori was from an island country and was well-trained. He left the operating table without hesitation and squeezed Zheng Ren away from him who was standing in the corner.
The young translator rushed over immediately and pushed Zheng Ren out of the corner.
"Get away!"
Zheng Ren was a little confused, but the instinct he had developed over many years of surgery allowed him to avoid the translator's hand to avoid contamination of the sterile surgical gown.
Subtle shaking can still be detected, but it is not severe. I don’t know if the earthquake is over, or if it is just an appetizer, and there will be a stronger earthquake of a higher level later.
"Don't panic!" Dean Fu pretended to be calm and shouted: "Let the professor go first."
Ichiro Mori was as alert as a wild wolf, disappearing after a weak vibration. He opened the door of the operating room without hesitation and disappeared at the end of the corridor.
The translator followed closely behind Professor Senyu, and Dean Fu also left the operating table.
"Zheng Ren, you continue to complete the operation!" The director's legs were trembling, and he left this ghost place as quickly as possible like a Parkinson's patient.
Me? Zheng Ren almost spit out blood.
He is just an ordinary attending physician, although he is very attentive and hardworking. But in the highly hierarchical medical system, people at his age have no chance to be exposed to advanced surgeries. The only things we can do are primary and secondary surgeries for appendicitis and hernia.
What the director wants him to take over is a combined pancreaticoduodenectomy, which is known as one of the top and most difficult surgeries in general surgery!
Zheng Ren had no intention of running away. As a doctor, when the patient is on the operating table, should he run first? nonexistent. Even if he died, he would have to die on the operating table. What is the difference between running away at this time and deserting on the battlefield
This idea is very simple and pure.
But I don’t know how to perform surgery. It seems I can only wash it and close the abdomen.
Zheng Ren calmed down and prepared to observe the progress of the operation. Suddenly there was another tremor, the shadowless lamp swayed, and the white light shone on Zheng Ren's pupils.
The light was too strong, more dazzling than looking directly at the midday sun. Zheng Ren immediately felt a ray of cold air fall from the top of his head into his body, and his vision went dark.
Could it be that the building collapsed and killed him
Is this what death feels like
In a daze, Zheng Ren heard a violent cough coming from his body and smelled the smell of blood.
How is this going? Is it an illusion
Countless memories poured out of Zheng Ren's mind, from childhood to adulthood, some of which he himself had forgotten. At this time, it appeared extremely clearly, as if it was overwhelming.
Is this the unfolding of the memory plane before death? Zheng Ren had a splitting headache and had such a vague idea in his mind.
It seemed like only a second, and it seemed like countless years had passed. The ocean of memory calmed down, and at the same time, a voice appeared in Zheng Ren's ear.
System binding begins...
System binding ended...
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