1 Chapter 1: Live Broadcast of Heavyweight Surgery
The shadowless lamp in the operating room was very bright, the doctor's knife was thin, and Zheng Ren was panicked, although he was not in bed.
He worked very hard on today's surgery, but did not expect Dean Fu to be an assistant himself in order to show the importance he attached to the professor.
At this time, he was wearing a sterile surgical gown standing in the corner of the operating room. He could not even see a trace of the operation field.
As long as there is surgery, accidents will happen. What Zheng Ren did not expect is that there will be accidents before the operation.
The surgery that is about to begin is important.
Surgeons rarely do live broadcasts, and they dare to do it.
Today, there is a live broadcast of surgery at Haicheng First People's Hospital. The protagonist is Professor Yuichiro Mori, a world-renowned expert in hepatobiliary and pancreatic surgery.
The venue, which can accommodate a thousand people was full.
Eighty percent of the relevant professional directors in the province are present, and even professors from several specialist hospitals in Didu and Modu have come to Haicheng to visit and study live surgery.
The directors who are like Tianwang Laozi in the department usually in the conference room, like cabbage, can raise one hand to touch one.
A big red banner hung above the conference hall-warmly celebrated the successful convening of the first Haicheng Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery Conference.
The conference room did not set up a long conference table, but pulled up a huge screen. Eight high-definition projectors were divided into different angles, and they were broadcasting live the combined pancreaticoduodenectomy in the operating room of the first hospital in the city.
Pancreaticoduodenectomy is the most difficult operation except general organ transplantation.
The surgeon is Professor Yuichiro Mori from RB Tokyo Juntendo University Affiliated Hospital. He is a health consultant for the RB royal family and ranks among the top five in the global surgical academic community.
In order to invite Professor Moriyu Ichiro, the conference organizer took great pains and paid a great price. And the patient's home has done a lot of work. After all, this patient is the richest man in Haicheng, and 60% of the real estate in the city comes from his company.
The heavyweight professor, heavyweight surgery, and confident live broadcast of surgery became the finale of the first Haicheng Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery Conference.
Unfortunately, Zheng Ren couldn't see at a glance.
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At 9.15, the operation officially started.
Professor Morihiro Ichiro has a rigorous style. He did not carry the shelf of a big doctor and opened the skin himself.
Moriyu Ichiro's superb surgical skills are displayed on the screen with eight different angle projections without dead ends.
"An incision less than fifteen centimeters, can an anastomosis be done later?"
"You and I definitely can't do it, but they are top professors. What's wrong?"
"Yes, it is said that the 14th emperor's operation was performed by Professor Ichiro Moriyu. The level of professors is one of the few in the world.
The skin, subcutaneous tissues, muscles, and peritoneum are cut open layer by layer. The amount of bleeding was minimal, and the field directors visually inspected it for 5-10ml. The blood-stained gauze only had a little bit of red, like red flowers blooming in the snow.
But the accident happened.
After the peritoneum was opened, an exclamation sounded in the venue. Several professors from the imperial capitals and magic capitals stared at each other, staring at the projection screen.
The development of pancreatic malignancies is extremely rapid, which has invaded the surrounding tissues and has serious adhesion, just like one body.
Generally speaking, in order to avoid accidents, live surgery will be performed on patients with less severe illness. No Doctor can avoid mistakes, everyone is the same.
There is no doubt that the rate of errors in patients with less severe illness is very low.
In order to screen patients, the dean paid a lot of effort. The patient's CT and MR films were viewed by professors inside and outside the province, and finally sent to the hands of Moriyu Ichiro, which was approved.
All experts and professors believe that the patient is a stage III pancreatic head cancer with a serious condition, but the tumor tissue and the surrounding area are not attached, which is suitable for surgery.
It's a pity that the sky doesn't follow anyone's wishes, and everyone looks away.
After seeing this situation, the sweat of the Dean Fu suddenly came out and wet the sterile cap.
what's the problem?
In order to avoid mistakes, a nuclear magnetic resonance was performed two days before the operation. Compared with the previous film, there was not much change.
Is the tumor tissue growing in two days?
Dean Fu held the suction device in his hand, shaking slightly.
Professor Moriichiro Ichiro was a little displeased, and tapped on the attractor with bent pliers in his hand, and whispered a sentence in Japanese.
Although Dean Fu did not understand Japanese, he still keenly captured that there seemed to be a word in that sentence. Professor Sen Yu was not satisfied with himself, and Dean Fu body was stiff as a whole.
The young translator behind him immediately turned his face and looked sternly at Dean Fu. "Fu Sang, Professor Mori is very dissatisfied with your performance. Although your technical level is as inferior as the equipment, please take the most attention Attitude to complete the operation. "
For many years no one dared to speak to himself like this, and Dean Fu was embarrassed. No wonder the two devils and traitors that people hated the most during the War of Resistance were really abominable.
However, he did not dare to show a hint of inner dissatisfaction, trying to squeeze out a smile, how to look like how charming.
The condition is more complicated than expected, but for the world's top surgeons, it is just a bit more difficult, not impossible.
The operation continued, and the patient peeled off the tumor and the surrounding tissue with little patience. The bleeding was still very small. Larger capillaries will be ligated in advance or burned off with electricity, without exception.
In the large conference room, surprises came from time to time. Professor Moriyu Ichiro was really too familiar with the anatomy. This is the level of the world's top professors!
Moriyu Ichiro standing under the shadowless lamp is undoubtedly a striking protagonist, like a bright star, which has attracted all eyes.
Zheng Ren did not appear in the projection at all, he was a grain of dust in the dark corner, insignificant.
Although he couldn't get the operation, he supplemented the whole operation in his mind according to the various instruments used by Professor Ichiro Mori.
If only I could have a look at it, Zheng Ren was very eager.
I tried to change various angles and wanted to see if I could see a little bit of surgery, but everything was futile.
Suddenly, Zheng Ren felt the bright light shining. The shadowless lamp began to sway, and various knives, scissors and pliers on the table in front of the equipment nurse danced like elves.
He was a little hesitant. Did he have hallucinations? Then I realized that it was not an illusion, but an earthquake!
In just a moment, the whole house was shaking, and the roof creaked, as if the ceiling and manson frame would be scattered at any time, burying everyone.
People who are undergoing surgery are also flustered. After all, Ichiro Mori is from an japan country and is highly trained. Leaving the operating table without hesitation, squeezed Zheng Ren standing in the corner.
The young translator immediately rushed over and pushed Zheng Ren out of the corner.
"Get away!"
Zheng Ren was a little dazed, but years of surgical training would have allowed him to avoid the translator's hand and prevent the sterile surgical gown from being contaminated.
Minor shaking can be noticed, but not violently. I don't know if the earthquake is over, or if it is just an appetizer, and then there will be a higher-level strong earthquake.
"Don't panic!" Dean Fu pretended to be calm, and shouted, "Let the professor go first."
Moriyu Ichiro was alert like a wild wolf and disappeared after a slight vibration. He opened the operating room door without hesitation and disappeared at the end of the corridor.
The translator followed Professor Mori closely, and Dean Fu also left the operating table.
"Zheng Ren, you continue to complete the operation!" The director's legs trembled, leaving this ghost place as fast as the parker runner.
Me? Zheng Ren almost spit out blood.
He is just an ordinary attending physician, although he works hard and hard, but in the strict medical system, like his age, he has no chance to contact advanced surgery. Only three or four surgeries such as appendicitis and hernia can be performed.
The director wants himself to take over, but one of the top and most difficult surgical procedures known as general surgery-combined pancreaticoduodenectomy!
Zheng Ren had no idea of running. As a doctor, the patient ran on the operating table first. nonexistent. Even if you die, you must die on the operating table. What's the difference between running away at this time and deserters on the battlefield?
This idea is simple and pure.
But I can't do the surgery myself. It seems that I can only rinse and close the abdomen.
Zheng Ren stabilized his emotions and was ready to observe where the surgery went. Suddenly there was another tremor, the shadowless lamp shook, and white light hit Zheng Ren's pupil.
The light is too strong to be more glare than looking directly at the sun at noon. Zheng Ren immediately felt a trace of cold air falling from the top of his head into his body, and his eyes were dark.
Could it be that the building collapsed and killed himself?
Is this the feeling of death?
Langzhong, Zheng Ren heard a coughing sound from his body, and also smelled a bloody smell.
How is this going? Is it an illusion?
Countless memories flowed from Zheng Ren's mind, from childhood to age, some of which he himself forgot. At this time, it appeared very clearly, just like a river.
Is this the spread of the memory plane before death? Zheng Ren had a splitting headache, and a vague thought appeared in his heart.
It seemed to be only a second, and it seemed that after countless years, the ocean of memory calmed down, and at the same time a voice appeared in Zheng Ren's ear.
System binding begins ...
System binding ends ...
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