Under the coordination of relevant leaders and the tireless efforts of medical staff, the two hospitals have demonstrated extremely high efficiency.
The 3D printed manikin was sent to the interventional hybrid operating room. Because all members of the medical team had gone to Sweden, Ye Qingqiu called Director Kong in the middle of the night, and Director Kong called Liu Xuzhi from home.
After all, it is still a new thing, and only Liu Xuzhi is more proficient. Director Kong also did it, but he didn't know what to do.
When they arrived, the technicians sent by Uncle Ning were already at the door of the operating room, saying they were ready to help debug the machine and that it was fully prepared.
Although Ye Qingqiu didn't say anything, he was also surprised by this efficiency.
In the middle of the night, the technical staff could not even call 996. This was a 24/7 on-call rhythm.
But I couldn’t care about so many things and started debugging the machine.
Soon, the staff of Xinglin Garden also rushed over.
Directly connected to the Women's and Children's Hospital through the platform, at the same time the imaging equipment at the Women's and Children's Hospital has also begun to be adjusted.
The Women's and Children's Hospital also has a hybrid operating room. After all, the best treatment for postoperative massive bleeding is uterine artery embolization, and the amount of interventional surgery here is definitely not small.
The engineer used the fastest speed to connect the screen opposite the surgeon in the interventional operating room to the network. After debugging, an all-metal screen appeared.
All metal... picture...
Director Han was stunned the moment this picture appeared in his field of vision. This is the operating room, a place where science and technology are emphasized.
But everything I saw before me was too sci-fi, it could even be said to be fantasy.
She was startled for a moment, but immediately regained her composure and continued with the caesarean section.
The hospital is highly supportive, and the two hospitals are working together, with three shifts at night. I don’t know how many people are working for a mother and a fetus.
You have to do what you can do, and you can't care about the rest for the time being. The entire treatment is like passing a baton, and the rest is left to the 912 medical team.
Fifteen minutes later, a baby's cry echoed through the operating room.
Unlike in the past, when the caesarean section operation was coming to an end, everyone guessed the gender, commented on whether the child cried loudly or softly, whether the child looked good, looked at the current appearance, and guess what the child could do in the future.
The operation has just begun.
The uterus was sutured, but Director Han did not close the abdomen. Professor Yang from 912, who was wearing the surgical live broadcast equipment that Boss Zheng usually wore, had already finished brushing his hands and began to disinfect and lay sterile drape over the caesarean section.
This live broadcast was not held in the Xinglin Garden. The signal was transmitted to Sweden to give Boss Zheng real-time feedback.
Although Director Han felt that the atmosphere was a bit depressing, she did not ask Professor Yang how many surgeries for Gaucher's disease he had performed.
For this rare disease, every case needs to be publicized in various media. Whether this Professor Yang is good or not, he seems to be less practical than Boss Zheng, Director Han thought silently in his heart.
"Anesthesiologist, play some music." Professor Yang said softly while finishing laying out the sheets and arranging the electric heating wires.
"Okay, Teacher Yang." The anesthesiologist was also very polite. He glanced at the values and immediately turned on the player on the computer.
The melodious song "Good Luck" sounded.
"Teacher Yang, is it okay to speak so loudly?"
"Okay." Professor Yang doesn't care about the volume of the sound, this is BGM. Through this song, I connected with Boss Zheng in Sweden, and I felt like he was standing beside me. The purpose is simple, nothing more.
"Teacher Yang, the connection is started." said the engineer sent by Uncle Ning.
"Okay." Professor Yang nodded. He was already ready. Director Han from the Women's and Children's Hospital came down with his assistant and gave Professor Yang the space on the operating table.
"Hey, hey, can you hear me?" Boss Zheng's familiar voice came from the good luck BGM. There was a slight lag, but this was acceptable.
"Boss Zheng, the caesarean section has been completed. I can take action at any time." Professor Yang said in a deep voice.
"Okay, I can clearly see your surgical field from this side." Zheng Ren's voice came, "I'll do it first, and you can just follow. Relax, the surgery is actually not that difficult."
Professor Yang was not angry because of the vague tone of conversation between an old professor and a student contained in Boss Zheng's words. On the contrary, he felt a sense of solidity and stability.
The all-metal surgery screen began to move.
This scene shows a robot-arm surgery performed in 912's interventional hybrid operating room. The 3D-printed mannequin is covered with sterile drape. Except for the fact that there is no incision in the lower abdomen, everything is the same as what Professor Yang is seeing.
The first step is the simplest, opening the skin. But facing the operation covered with a full metal shell, Professor Yang and everyone in the operating room were fascinated.
It's the same as a science fiction movie, except the scene is replaced by a familiar operating room.
The robotic arm twisted slightly, and then the simulated fingers picked up the scalpel and landed on the skin of the 3D printed simulated human.
Success or failure is in the details, and everyone knows this. No matter how good Boss Zheng is, he cannot perform remote surgery in the Stone Age.
And the details... Professor Yang saw that the robotic hand holding the scalpel was in the form of a pen. The standard could be written into textbooks for children to learn from.
The skin is opened, a 15cm incision is made, and the electric heater in the hand of the other robotic arm comes up immediately. There was no sound in this scene, but Professor Yang vaguely heard the popping sound under the familiar scene of electric heating using high temperature to stop bleeding between the capillaries of the skin.
Blunt separation, the perfect cooperation of the four robotic arms, and the strong contrast between the metal texture and the 3D printed simulator create a wonderful feeling.
None of them are human beings. Although the 3D printed simulators have done their best to simulate them, everyone knows that they are products of high technology. There is no difference at all like a mechanical arm full of metal texture.
Blunt dissection, peritoneal protection, and clamping the gauze pad with forceps. In the details, Professor Yang noticed that the forceps did not touch the skin, but just pinched the subcutaneous tissue within a millimeter.
It seems that the robotic arm obtained by Boss Zheng has a very high resolution, Professor Yang thought to himself.
The four robotic arms cooperated tacitly. The "assistant" pulled up the peritoneum, and the "operator" inserted the suction device while opening the peritoneum.
There was a flaw here, and Professor Yang finally found one thing that was different from real surgery—the speed at which the suction device was inserted was slightly slower.
There is about 0.8 seconds of sluggishness.
Because I have cooperated with Boss Zheng in many surgeries, whether it is resection of Gaucher's disease or resection after liver cancer embolization, Boss Zheng will insert the suction device into the peritoneum the moment he opens it to prevent ascites and Blood leaks out, contaminating the peritoneal protection.
There is still a difference, Professor Yang thought to himself.