Chapter 1 Heavyweight Surgery

The shadowless lights in the operating room were bright and the scalpel was thin, making Zheng Ren panic.

He worked hard to get to today's operation, but he didn't expect that Dean Fu would personally serve as an assistant in order to express his importance to the professor.

At this time, he was standing in the corner of the operating room wearing a sterile surgical gown, and he couldn't see even a trace of surgical field.

As long as there is surgery, accidents happen. What Zheng Ren didn't expect was that there would be accidents before the operation.

The surgery that is about to start is important.

It is said that the patient lying on the operating table is the richest man in Haicheng and has a highly malignant pancreatic head cancer.

Originally, I could choose to go to the imperial capital and the magic capital to find the most powerful surgeon in the country and perform the top surgery in the country.

But by chance, I just caught up with Japanese professor Mori Yuichiro to give lectures in China.

Professor Senyu is the world's top expert in hepatobiliary and pancreatic surgery. It is said that he performed the operation of the emperor a few years ago.

Demonstration of the operation, lying on the operating table, live broadcast without dead ends.

The patient in front of him refused to perform the free demonstration operation, and the cost was sky-high. The entrusted person asked Professor Sen Yu to come to Haicheng to perform the operation on himself when he returned home after the lecture.

It is difficult for the world's top professor to agree to come to Haicheng for surgery, Zheng Ren knew. But the patient did not want to stay in the imperial capital to be visited,

and,

Crucially,

He really invited Professor Senyu to come to Haicheng.

The professor's requirements are very strict, and visits are not allowed in the operating room. Therefore, Zheng Ren tried hard to get the operation, but did not go to the operating table.

Instead, according to the wishes of Dean Fu and Director Liu, he put on a surgical gown and stood in the corner waiting for the operation to end. He went up to be an assistant to sew the skin.

This is the best chance Zheng Ren can get.

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At 9:15, the operation officially began.

Professor Mori Yuichiro has a rigorous style. He does not pretend to be a big-name doctor, but opens the skin himself.

The skin, subcutaneous tissue, muscle, and peritoneum are cut layer by layer, as skilled as Paodingjie Niu. The amount of bleeding is very small, only 5-10ml by visual inspection. The blood-stained gauze was only a little bit of red, like red flowers blooming in the snow.

But the accident still happened.

After the peritoneum was opened, Dean Fu and Director Liu were stunned.

The malignant tumor of the pancreas develops extremely rapidly, and has invaded the surrounding tissues, with serious adhesions, as if it were one body.

All the films of this patient have been consulted by too many experts. In the end, it was sent to Mori Yuichiro, and it was recognized that it could be treated by surgery.

All experts and professors believed that the patient was a stage III pancreatic head cancer, with a serious condition, but there was no adhesion between the tumor tissue and the surrounding area, and it was suitable for surgery.

It's a pity that God doesn't do what people want, and everyone looks away.

After seeing this situation, Dean Fu's sweat suddenly came out and wet the sterile cap.

what's the problem?

In order to avoid mistakes, an MRI was also done two days before the operation. Compared with the previous film, there was not much change.

Could it be that the tumor tissue grows violently within two days?

Dean Fu held the suction device in his hand, trembling slightly.

Professor Mori Yuichiro was a little displeased, 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 captured the negative emotions contained in the pliers beating the attractor. Professor Sen Yu was dissatisfied with himself, Dean Fu was like falling into an ice cave, and his whole body was a little stiff.

The young translator behind him immediately turned a stern face and looked at Dean Fu sternly, "Fu Sang, Professor Sen Yu is very dissatisfied with your performance. Although your technical level is as inferior as your equipment, please show your utmost focus. attitude to complete the operation.”

No one dared to talk to him like this for many years, and Dean Fu was embarrassed. It's no wonder that during the Anti-Japanese War, what everyone hated the most were the two devils and the traitors. It's really hateful.

However, he did not dare to show any dissatisfaction in his heart, and tried to squeeze out a smile, no matter how he looked at it, he seemed to be flattering.

The condition is more complicated than expected, but for the world's top surgeons, it is difficult, but not impossible.

The operation continued, with a little bit of patience to peel off the tumor and the adhesion of the surrounding tissue, and the bleeding was still very little. Slightly larger capillaries will be ligated in advance or burned with electricity, no exceptions.

Standing under the shadowless lamp, Ichiro Moriyu is undoubtedly the protagonist, like a bright star, showing his outstanding skills on the stage.

Zheng Ren is a speck of dust in a dark corner, insignificant.

Although he couldn't go to the surgery, he made up the whole process of the surgery in his mind based on the various instruments used by Professor Mori Yuichiro.

If only I could take a look at it, Zheng Ren was extremely longing in his heart.

I tried to change various angles, trying to see if I could see a little bit of the operation, but it was all in vain.

More than ten minutes later, Professor Senyu put down the forceps and blunt scissors in his hands, said a word in Japanese, and turned away from the operating table.

The tumor and the abdominal aorta were so attached that they lost the last chance for surgery. Professor Sen Yu has no choice, not all diseases can be solved with surgery, and not all surgeries will be successful.

The surgery in front of me failed.

He did not insist, because if the adhesion between the tumor and the abdominal aorta was forcibly removed, it would cause massive bleeding, so that the patient could not even get off the operating table.

This is a very wise choice.

"Zheng Ren, you and Cen Meng are here to close your belly." Director Liu greeted Zheng Ren.

Zheng Ren is just an ordinary attending physician, although he is very attentive and hard-working. But in the strict medical system, there is no chance for advanced surgery at his age. Only three or four surgeries such as appendicitis and hernia can be done.

Originally, I wanted to come up and learn about the operation of the world's top professors, but I was placed in a corner, and the whole operation process could not be seen at a glance.

But Zheng Ren did not complain.

But how long has it been? Surgery done?

No, the surgery should have failed.

Dean Fu and Director Liu accompanied Professor Sen Yu to step down. On the stage, Cen Meng and Zheng Ren, the inpatient chiefs of the First Department of General Surgery, were in charge of the abdomen.

Zheng Ren stabilized his emotions and prepared to observe how far the operation went.

The huge tumor adhered to the abdominal aorta, as if it were a normal anatomical structure.

No wonder he had to give up, Zheng Ren thought to himself.

Suddenly, Zheng Ren felt a dazzling light in front of him. The shadowless lamp began to shake, and all kinds of knives, scissors, and pliers danced like elves on the table in front of the instrument nurse.

He was in a trance, could it be that he had hallucinations? Immediately understand that it is not a hallucination, it is an earthquake!

In an instant, the whole house shook and the roof creaking, as if the canopy and masonry frame were about to fall apart at any moment, burying everyone.

But this is just the feeling of Zheng Ren alone, the operation on the operating table is still going on.

That feeling ended in an instant, as if nothing had happened.

Then there was another tremor, the shadowless lamp swayed, and the white light hit Zheng Ren's pupils.

The light is too strong, more dazzling than looking directly at the midday sun. Zheng Ren immediately felt a trace of cold air fall into his body from the top of his head, and his eyes were pitch black.

Could it be that the building collapsed and killed himself?

Is this what death feels like?

In a trance, Zheng Ren heard a violent cough coming from his body, and also smelled a bloody smell.

How is this going? Is it a hallucination?

Countless memories poured out of Zheng Ren's mind, some of which he himself had forgotten since childhood. At this time, it appeared incomparably clearly, like a river overturned.

Is this the laying out of the plane of memory before death? Or the legendary revolving lantern? Zheng Ren had a splitting headache, and such a vague thought appeared in his heart.

It seemed only a second, and it seemed that countless years had passed. The ocean of memory calmed down, and at the same time, a voice appeared in Zheng Ren's ear.

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