Chapter 712 [712] Strength

Time is running out. Don't forget that every minute and every second that she and Dr. Qiu spent on protecting this liver with all their strength, must not be wasted.

"I see." Xie Wanying said.

Everyone except Tao Zhijie was surprised to hear her affirmative voice: What does she know?

"How?" Tao Zhijie asked her in a calm voice.

"One knife is enough." Xie Wanying was sure.

"If you cut off a third, of course one knife is enough." The crowd couldn't help but interrupted one after another, feeling like she didn't even know what she was going to do.

Deputy Director Xue frowned and wanted to scold and play the piano indiscriminately, but what he didn't expect was that even Tao Zhijie became such a fool?

"From here, cut obliquely and completely preserve the right hemi-liver, and most of the important part of the left hemi-liver, the left branch of the portal vein, the left middle hepatic vein branch, the main trunk of the left hepatic arteriovenous and the main trunk of the left hepatic duct."

When the others listened to her words and looked at the liver again, they couldn't relate to what she said.

"It seems that I can't cut out what she said." He Guangyou took her words and gesticulated with his fingers on the liver, "If we want to keep what she said, there must be very few parts to cut, not enough to cut off one-third. It must be cut off as much as possible, not too large, or it won’t fit into the body.”

"I think there is some basis for what she said." Song Xuelin suddenly said.

The others were surprised that he actually supported Xie Wanying?

"There are individual differences in each person's liver. I estimated this liver, cut off one-third, and it is possible to keep most of it." Song Xuelin's dark brown eyes give people the impression that they are full of calculations, " The only thing is how to cut it with one knife—"

Others listened to his words and thought about it again. When it comes to individual differences, it's hard to say what he and Xie Wanying said made sense. The most important thing now is to minimize liver damage, no matter what. Even if these parts need to be discarded in the middle, it is better than cutting a few times and then sewing and mending, which will cause too much damage to the liver. What's more, even Song Xuelin didn't imagine a one-size-fits-all roadmap.

"She said she should be able to." Tao Zhijie spoke.

There was a moment of silence in the operating room. It should be said that everyone couldn't believe that he had the confidence to think that an intern could, and it was a female intern. Female interns have always had much worse hands-on ability than boys, so what they take for granted in their minds cannot be implemented in practice.

"Doctor Tao, you—" Deputy Director Xue once again threw a critical look at Tao Zhijie who was facing him.

"Well, I'll cut it. I'll cut it according to what she said." Tao Zhijie said.

The only source of liver for such an important operation is definitely impossible for interns to cut. Once it is broken, it is equivalent to a medical malpractice, and the patient died directly on the operating table.

Deputy Director Xue raised his eyes and looked at Tao Zhijie.

An old professor and a middle-aged and young doctor made eye contact.

No one knows what kind of dialogue these two generations of people have completed in these few seconds. In the end, only Deputy Director Xue murmured: "Yes."

It can be regarded as handing over the stick to Tao Zhijie.

Inheritance is too important, the previous generation of doctors must choose and trust the next generation of doctors. If you have already made a positive evaluation of the other party's ability, there is nothing to worry about.

Everyone in the operating room felt nervous because of Deputy Director Xue's words, and their eyes were all focused on the scalpel in Tao Zhijie's hand.