"Mr. Peng, please take care of yourself."
In front of the 120 ambulance, a person comforted me softly.
"It's okay, I've expected it for a long time." Mr. Peng said calmly without much sadness or smile.
"My physical condition is fine now. I will use the nutrient solution for a while when I return to my hometown, and be careful not to roll the needle on the road. Xiao Zou is our most skilled nurse, and there will be no problem with her following."
"I'm interested." Old Peng said, "Go back. It's quite cold outside. Don't catch a cold."
The expert was Director Shang Jiashang, the director of geriatrics at Imperial Hospital. This time he came to Shuai Mansion for consultation, but he couldn't give any good advice.
Knowing that Mr. Peng was worried about his lover catching a cold, he sent the old man to the 120 transfer car and watched him leave.
"Oh." Director Shang sighed softly, put his hands in front of him, breathed a sigh of relief, and rubbed them twice, which made his face feel warm. Looking up at the sky, there are thick clouds and the north wind is a bit strong, like a knife.
It's going to snow. Shang Jia's heart felt like there was a cloud pressing down on him.
"Director Shang, have a bite to eat and then come back."
"No, no." Shang Jia forced a polite smile, "Go back and fool around, and rest early."
The person talking to him was Director Chai, a great figure in the field of cardiothoracic surgery who was in his prime years.
Director Chai also wanted to keep Director Shang, but he had to have a meal before leaving, and he had to make it fresh when he got home. Simply eat and don't drink, it won't take long.
Before he could say anything, his cell phone rang.
He picked up the phone, took a look at it, and said with a smile, "It's Dean Bao, the daring and courageous person in the imperial capital."
"Oh, he is Mr. Peng's student. You should ask about the situation at this time." Director Shang said softly.
The phone call was short, and Director Chai hung up after the two said a few words, with a slightly weird expression.
"Director Shang, wait a moment."
Director Shang was a little strange and frowned slightly. Although we haven't counted nine yet, the weather in the imperial capital is already very cold. Director Chai remained motionless, fiddling with his cell phone.
Isn't it cold... Director Shang was a little curious and walked over.
A sketch appeared in my eyes, not an image material, but a sketch similar to an architectural drawing.
It looks like it's an anatomy of the chest, and there are some drawings of approaches and a lot of words on it.
"Director Chai, what is this?" Director Shang asked strangely as he was not wearing spectacles and could not see clearly.
"Dean Bao was with Boss Zheng in the afternoon. They were talking about the old man's affairs. This is a diagram of the new technique made by Boss Zheng."
New technique... Schematic diagram...
Director Shang was startled for a moment, then sighed.
"Director Chai, it's impossible. I estimate that the old man's body can withstand the impact of the surgery for 1-1.5 hours. It is impossible to cut off such a large diverticulum. An hour and a half is an overestimation. I think a The hours are as high as the sky."
"It's made with a laparoscope." Director Chai replied absently. It was obvious that his greater interest lay in this drawing.
Endoscopy? impossible! Director Shang rejected the idea immediately. For large diverticula in the cervix and chest, surgery is still possible, but laparoscopy has no possibility at all.
After standing in the cold wind for nearly five minutes, Director Chai slowly turned off his phone with a solemn look on his face.
"Director Chai, can you do it?" Director Shang asked with a thought in his heart.
"To perform a side-to-side anastomosis of pharyngeal esophageal diverticulum and intrathoracic esophagus under total thoracoscopic surgery is a fantastic idea. I think it can be done from a surgical perspective regardless of the condition. Director Shang, you estimate that if it is done through laparoscopic surgery, the elderly person's body will be able to How long will it last?”
"As I just said, it's almost the same. Laparoscopic damage is small, but anesthesia is a big hurdle." Director Shang said, "One hour, this is the time I gave. Beyond that, the damage will be too great."
"An hour..." Director Chai was obviously a little disappointed. "The surgery is still a bit complicated, and it is a laparoscopic surgery. There are some delicate operations in the diverticulum. If I did it, it would take 2 hours to prepare the tissue."
"Boss Zheng, is this Zheng Ren from 912?"
"Yeah." Director Chai replied still a little absent-mindedly. As he spoke, he replied to the message on the other side.
"What did you say?"
"I told Dr. Bao that the operation time should be within one hour. I guess it won't be possible, but the design of the operation is really awesome!" Director Chai exclaimed, "It's such a wild idea, I never thought I could do it before. .”
After finishing speaking, he felt that there was something a little awkward in the words, so he corrected him, "It's not that I didn't expect it, I just had a small idea, but it was too difficult and I didn't think about it deeply. This is a new technique, at least it requires It takes dozens of surgeries to take shape.”
Boss Zheng? Director Shang thought of the Nobel Prize winner who had been in the spotlight recently in the imperial capital.
Designing new surgical procedures out of thin air, there is still a laparoscopic surgery for giant Zenker diverticulum. This man is really amazing.
"I told Dean Bao, and he has news back to me."
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When the food was served, Dean Bao had no appetite.
Within half an hour, several top figures in cardiothoracic surgery responded to messages one after another.
They all understood the design and thought it was a feasible idea.
Some people who didn't know the situation joked about Dean Bao later, saying that Didu Liver and Gallbladder was planning to increase the number of cardiothoracic surgeries. However, people familiar with the matter advised that the old man is already too old and may not be able to withstand even the blow of laparoscopic surgery.
Only the message replied by Director Chai mentioned that the duration of the operation should be controlled within one hour, so it should still be possible.
From this information, Bao Longtao knew that the sketch of the new surgical procedure drawn by Boss Zheng and Professor Su was feasible. At the very least, the surgery could be done without considering the patient.
But after all, we are dealing with an 84-year-old man. From an idea to the completion of the operation, there is still at least a thousand miles to go.
"Boss Zheng, if you perform the surgery, how long will it take?" Bao Longtao asked cautiously.
At this time, he had begun to have some hope in his heart.
"Surgery..." Zheng Ren pondered for a moment.
The overall surgery was just discussed with Su Yun in the system operating room while looking for a solution. Zheng Ren didn't know how to do it.
"Two hours!" Su Yun said with a smile, "If you ask me, I can definitely win it. The boss will also come on stage, and it will probably be over in an hour and a half."
"Alas." Bao Longtao sighed, "Director Shang of the Imperial Hospital gave a preoperative evaluation. If it takes more than an hour, it is recommended not to perform the operation."
Su Yun frowned. He knew that the one hour mentioned did not simply refer to the operation time, but also included a series of times including preoperative anesthesia, postoperative recovery, etc.
In that case, the time left for the surgeon is estimated to be only 50 minutes.
"It won't take that long, I can finish it in 40 to 45 minutes." Zheng Ren said seriously.