Chapter 881: A Surgery That Can't Be Done Even at the Master Level

Master-level general surgery skills gave Zheng Ren incomparable confidence.

It's just porcelain gallbladder, nothing difficult, Zheng Ren thinks so.

However, as soon as he got started, Zheng Ren knew why the big trotter of the system issued an urgent mission and gave him a platinum treasure chest as a reward.

Zheng Ren is confident and sure about his blunt separation.

But after taking the stage, the first time he started, the gallbladder was pulled and ruptured within five minutes of blunt separation.

Zheng Ren held the hemostatic forceps and blunt scissors, and stood on the operating table of the system in a daze.

This... this is too difficult.

It's just a gallbladder. No matter how rare it is, it's a porcelain gallbladder.

This time, Zheng Ren was sitting on the wax.

If it is on the operating table, it can only protect the tissues around the gallbladder and try to avoid the metastasis of malignant tumors. then……

Broken pot!

Now that it's broken, it's easy, just tear it apart little by little, and just cut it off.

But Zheng Ren didn't want to do that.

The requirement of the system mission is perfect removal, which can be ignored, it is just a platinum treasure chest, and Zheng Ren has no interest at all.

The key is the porcelain gallbladder, which is highly likely to be accompanied by gallbladder cancer. As long as one is not careful, the implantation and metastasis will inevitably shorten the patient's survival period after surgery.

Zheng Ren sighed, ended the failed operation, and continued training for the next operation.

But the next time, this patient's operation process still gave Zheng Ren a blow in the head!

Still in the same position, no matter how careful Zheng Ren was, his gallbladder was still stretched and torn. This is the rhythm of falling twice in the same place, Zheng Ren can't forgive himself no matter what.

Going crazy! With a twist in his heart, he turned on the third one.

However, the third station is also generally the same.

Falling down three times in one place is unimaginable, and this is where Zheng Ren was surprised.

Ordinarily, my general surgery skills have reached the world-class level, and I can't do it myself. I'm afraid few people can do it.

Proper master-level general surgery skills!

This is no joke.

But still not enough.

Zheng Ren calmed down. He knew that many things could not be solved by brute force. Simple, rude and direct, natural and refreshing. But once a problem occurs, it means that there is a situation that you don't know about, and you must think of a solution.

What's the problem?

Zheng Ren stared blankly at the experimental subject, at the dark blue gallbladder, and at the damaged spot.

He suddenly had an idea, don't finish the operation, just finish it!

To know why, anatomy is certainly the best way. But other surgeons do anatomy with general teachers. Or, the patient's family members reported to the medical investigation committee, and the forensic doctor performed an autopsy.

And Zheng Ren didn't need any general teacher at all. At this time, the advantages of the big pig's hoof are fully displayed.

Perfect simulation, you can do it all over again if you make a mistake, what kind of experience is this? Zheng Ren had felt this way many times, but none of them was as strong as this time.

Master-level general surgery skills, even autologous liver transplantation can be done, just a gallbladder...

Just a mere gallbladder stumped Zheng Ren.

He calmed down, tried his best to save time on surgical training, and began to dissect the experimental body.

Not the surgical kind, but drastic dissection.

If it's outside, it's murder. But in the operating room of the system, what Zheng Ren faced was an experimental subject.

While dissecting, Zheng Ren warned himself not to become schizophrenic.

If one day, when you encounter a problem outside, you think you are in the operating room of the system and start an autopsy... that would be the most fucking thing in the world.

Because there is no need to think about the success of the operation, as long as the autopsy is enough, Zheng Ren quickly completed the autopsy of the experimental subject.

In the gallbladder, the cauliflower-shaped tumor had begun to infiltrate, and the place where I tore it repeatedly had actually been infiltrated by the tumor, leaving only about 1mm of the outer wall of the gallbladder.

Moreover, this section of tissue is only congested and edematous, without porcelain.

In other words, this section of the gallbladder is so thin that it will break if touched.

In the gallbladder, besides the malignant tumor, there are more than a dozen large and small stones, each of which is blue. It looks like the patient has been poisoned by the world's strange poison written in a fantasy novel.

That position will be broken at the first touch, what should I do?

Zheng Ren was a little confused.

But this confusion only lasted for a few seconds, Zheng Ren began to dissect the liver.

Near the gallbladder fossa, the dorsal membrane of the liver is severely congested and edematous. If it is blunt separation, it must be very troublesome.

Fortunately, it was only an autopsy. Zheng Ren roughly opened the liver and saw stones in the bile duct, which had firmly stuck the cystic duct.

The cancer infiltration does not seem to be that large. The porcelain gallbladder wall is like an insulating layer, blocking the spread of tumor cells.

Zheng Ren dissected and analyzed bit by bit, from the inside to the outside, to find out the bottom of this patient's condition.

The situation was so complicated that Zheng Ren was a little helpless.

After more than half an hour of surgical training, Zheng Ren completed the dissection, and he walked out of the system operating room.

Leaving the system space, Zheng Ren picked up the phone.

In the real world, less than a minute has passed, which was wasted when entering the operating room of the system.

Zheng Ren dialed the phone.

"Brother Yang, you are gone, don't do anything, you must wait for me!" Zheng Ren said.

There was silence on the other side of the phone.

"Porcelain gallbladder is blue. I guess there is a high probability of malignant tumors. I will go there right away. After we arrive, we will discuss it together." Zheng Ren didn't care whether Professor Yang had opinions on what he said, and told the truth .

"Okay." Professor Yang was stunned for a few seconds, and immediately responded.

Zheng Ren returned to the operating room of the system and began to continue his surgical training.

The anatomical structure has been clarified, from the inside out, the kind of autopsy, the operation is infinitely easier for Zheng Ren.

Zheng Ren scolded himself in his heart, how long has it been before he thought of this way. There are countless general teachers here, why don't I know how to cherish it.

However, from the beginning of the system to the present, it seems that there are not many times when this method can be used.

People, if you don't push yourself, you will never know where the limit is.

Zheng Ren is like this.

He began to continue the operation, and the gallbladder was blue in his field of vision, silently telling Zheng Ren like a poison, be careful.

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...

In Shanghai, Peng Jia is in a meeting.

Suddenly the secretary came in and whispered a few words in his ear.

Peng Jia was taken aback.

Everyone in the meeting looked at Peng Jia in surprise, wondering what happened.

"Now there is such a situation." Peng Jia felt that it was difficult to make a choice, so he simply told the matter.

The meeting room was silent, everyone held their breath and listened to Peng Jia's narration.