Chapter 769 People Go to the Live Broadcast Room in the Empty Building (Leader Cai Shu Ning Jiageng 1)

It's not that the master level is not enough, but that I don't have the corresponding experience and the teacher's guidance for surgery.

It would be great if I could watch a video of an operation, Zheng Ren thought vaguely.

Who is that... Zheng Ren was in the operating room of the system, and suddenly remembered a rather old interventional doctor in the operating room of Pengxi Township Hospital, who looked quite simple and honest.

He compared himself with the practitioners in Xinglinyuan's live broadcast room, and finally felt that he was stronger, and he seemed a little bit lost.

It seems that the surgeons in the live surgery room are very strong, Zheng Ren thought and smiled.

But the smile turned into a wry smile.

Alas, it would be great if there was an autologous liver transplant operation in the live broadcast room.

There used to be a joke about the parallels between doctors and the underworld. One of them is-who doesn't have a few lives in his hands?

Although all doctors are doing everything possible to avoid mistakes, they still cannot make a 100% correct diagnosis. Especially in the diagnosis and treatment of this rare disease, experienced doctors, those experiences are piled up with human lives.

Zheng Ren is an asshole, an exception. The experience of his subordinates was accumulated by the experimental subjects.

Don't be distracted, Zheng Ren regained his composure and started the operation immediately.

fail!

fail! !

fail! !

Zheng Ren started to do autologous liver transplantation, and watched the death of one experimental subject after another, Zheng Ren almost collapsed. Every time the operation fails, you have to start all over again...

However, the time for surgical training was getting less and less, and Zheng Ren seemed to see an extremely dark future waiting for him——the time for surgical training was exhausted, but he still couldn't fully master the technique of autologous liver transplantation.

Xinglin Garden, live surgery room? Zheng Ren held the idea of ​​giving it a try in desperation, and after the death of the No. 32 subject, he walked out of the system operating room. The system operating room collapsed and dissipated behind Zheng Ren. He didn't even look at it, and walked straight out of the system space.

The wisp of green smoke rising from the purple cloud in his hand didn't seem to have changed in any way. Zheng Ren took a puff of the cigarette viciously, and then picked up the phone.

Is it Xinglin Garden? Zheng Ren hasn't visited it for a long time.

Is there really a live broadcast room? Are medical websites so advanced now? Zheng Ren remembered that when he often logged into Xinglin Garden, he still focused on various academic case reports.

After logging in, Zheng Ren began to quickly browse various sections. There was indeed a live broadcast, but the last time he watched the live broadcast of surgery was several months ago.

Sure enough, there will be no pie in the sky, Zheng Ren wailed.

No way, I can only study it myself. Originally, Zheng Ren didn't have much hope for the surgery live broadcast room, so he wasn't too disappointed.

Zheng Ren calmed down, smoked silently, and was not in a hurry to go to the operating room of the system to start the operation.

He began to recall, recalling the operation process.

The fingers of the right hand holding the cigarette trembled slightly, like a patient with Parkinson's disease. Countless details and fragments flooded Zheng Ren's mind like a tide.

The memory of the body was mixed with surgical techniques and details, roaring in Zheng Ren's mind one wave after another.

However, after smoking a cigarette, Zheng Ren still had nothing to gain.

There was the sound of flat cars in the corridor of the operating room. Professor Yang was calling the doctors of urology and vascular surgery.

As for the thoracic surgery department... In the large operating room, there are four operating rooms that belong to them. When the time comes, no matter which operating room completes the operation, it will be enough to directly pull on this operating table.

Time... What Zheng Ren lacked was time.

How he hoped that at this moment, the Xinglinyuan surgery live broadcast room could really do what the doctor named Liu Xuzhi said, let him do what he wanted, and teach him how to do autologous liver transplantation.

Valuable experience, free teaching, no matter how good the person who runs the live broadcast room is, he must be a good person.

Zheng Ren randomly sent out a good person card, then took another fierce puff of his cigarette, stubbed out the cigarette butt, and turned on his phone.

The miracle he was expecting did not happen, and the live broadcast room was still blank.

People go to the empty building, this description is extremely appropriate.

Zheng Ren shook his head, sighed, and could only dive into the system space.

The operating room rose from the ground. After Zheng Ren entered the operating room, he stared blankly at the experimental subject, but he was not in a hurry for the operation.

Zheng Ren remembered the entire operation process in his mind. It's just that autologous liver transplantation is still difficult. It's not that it's impossible, but the success rate is too low.

When was the last time I stood in a daze in the operating room of the system? Zheng Ren vaguely remembered that it was the time when MRI diffusion was used to judge the approach of TIPS surgery.

Such a difficult operation can be done, why not this time?

Zheng Ren cheered himself up, put aside all kinds of distracting thoughts, and began to think carefully about the operation.

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"Put yourself in position and get ready to start." The anesthesiologist said anxiously, seeing the erratic vital signs after being completely numb.

The patient's condition is very unstable and is being maintained with medication. Even if he has a high level, it is not certain that the patient can persist until the operation is completed. So, the sooner you start, the better.

Several professors who were called gathered around the film reader in the operating room, doing the final emergency hospital-wide consultation.

The condition was complicated, and the four departments cooperated, and the general surgery department had to make the final decision. Although Professor Yang is not sure about autologous liver transplantation, but in the face of the current situation, he can only rush the ducks to the shelves.

After urgent consultations, it was finally determined that the Department of Urology would be the first to do so. The problems ignored by Zheng Ren, who had no similar experience, were not ignored by many surgical professors and directors of 912.

Although the operation risk was extremely high and the incident happened suddenly, they still made the correct judgment.

Su Yun stood quietly in the corner. He couldn't intervene in this kind of preoperative discussion at the director and professor level.

If Zheng Ren was here, it would still be possible.

Such things as status in the rivers and lakes do not seem to exist, but in fact they do exist.

The patient was lying on the left side, the urology doctor began to disinfect, and the anesthetist was nervously watching the patient's vital signs, constantly modifying the amount of medicine pumped.

The use of drugs to maintain the patient's vital signs is only temporary and will not last long.

The life and death of the patient depends on the surgery.

Su Yun didn't see Zheng Ren coming out, and he didn't look for it either. After countless surgeries, Su Yun believed that Zheng Ren would definitely appear here at the right moment.

This bastard must be thinking about surgery, and he doesn't know what to do now. Although Su Yun's guess is not right, it is not far away.

When the urology department opened, Su Yun quietly stood behind the surgeon and began to watch the operation seriously.

A traditional cut, simple and discreet.

After blunt separation and exposure of the kidneys, no matter the operator, assistants, or people watching the stage, they were all dumbfounded.

The cauliflower-shaped hydatid vesicle is like a typical malignant tumor, wrapping the upper pole of the right kidney, giving people a feeling of inability to start.

If possible, I really don't want to have this surgery.

The director of the urology department looked at this situation and began to hesitate and hesitate.

"Let's cut the kidney segment. There is an interventional department, so don't worry about bleeding." Su Yun said in a low voice.

He understood what the director of urology was hesitating about, so he gave the answer directly.

"Intervention Department, who is at home?"

"Boss Zheng." Su Yun answered firmly.

"Huh? Which Boss Zheng?" The director of the Department of Urology asked in surprise.

"Nobel Prize candidate, Boss Zheng Renzheng."

There was silence in the operating room, and the director of the Department of Urology began to separate the renal pelvis and calices, and performed a nephrectomy without hesitation.

Although he had never seen Zheng Ren perform an operation, the aura of a Nobel Prize candidate was bright enough.

Time ticked by, and the operation was performed very slowly.

The hydatid cyst wall is eroding healthy body tissues all-pervasively. Although the patient is only in his twenties, it is estimated that he has had hydatid disease for at least three to five years, otherwise it would not be so severe.

She is also very lucky to be able to arrive at the imperial capital in time and come to 912. Although it was abandoned, it was abandoned to the gate of 912.

For such a complicated disease, there is no other place in the country that can treat such a complicated disease, except for a few hospitals in the imperial capital and the devil's capital.

After 1 hour and 23 minutes, the nephrectomy of the right kidney was completed, the suturing was completed, and the position was changed.

When the kidney segment was just removed, Professor Yang of the General Surgery Department vaguely saw the situation inside. His face was solemn, he didn't go to see the urology department for skin stitching, and he didn't go to rest, but stood in front of the film reader, staring at the patient's film in a daze.

In fact, he already knew the operation method. After opening the abdominal cavity, the liver was freed, the gallbladder was removed, and then the vascular surgeon performed portal surgery.

What about later? In thoracic surgery.

In any case, the patient had hepatic echinococcosis, and in the end most of the liver was removed, and the work of autologous liver transplantation would still fall on himself.

Autologous liver transplantation…

It is the most difficult operation in hepatobiliary surgery, and almost the most difficult operation in general surgery.

Can you do it yourself? Professor Yang has no idea.

But even if it is to catch the ducks on the shelves, he should be on the shelves.

The other side called him, Professor Yang responded, brushed his hands and changed his clothes, and then the general surgery department opened.

The task this time is not difficult, just mobilize the liver, remove the gallbladder, expose the second porta hepatis, and prepare for vascular surgery.

After the abdominal cavity was opened, Professor Yang let out a long sigh.

The situation can only be worse than I imagined, and it will never be better.

The entire liver, at least 65% of the area is eroded by hepatic echinococcosis. At the second porta hepatis, the bumps are all gray-white vesicles that make the scalp tingle.

Bite the bullet...

The gauze pad covers the incision and the surrounding organs of the cyst, and then spread a layer of gauze soaked in 10% formaldehyde solution on the gauze pad to prevent the cyst fluid from spreading and polluting or causing allergic reactions.

Before the puncture, sew two traction threads on the cyst wall, puncture between the two threads and suck out part of the fluid in the cyst, and pull out the puncture needle after confirming that it is a hydatid cyst.

Connect the casing handle of the trocar to the Y-shaped tube, and then connect it to the syringe and suction device respectively, and temporarily clamp the rubber tube connected to the syringe with a hemostat.

Insert the trocar into the cyst cavity along the puncture site, pull out the stylet above the trocar handle, and suck out the fluid in the capsule with a suction device.

After dealing with all this, Professor Yang still doesn't have the slightest trick.

Where is the second portal of the liver? The local anatomy is so messed up that it is impossible to see clearly.

"Teacher Yang, do you need an assistant?" Zheng Ren's voice drifted over.

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3,000-word chapters, no intentional breaks, please forgive me for getting emotional here.

In my opinion, if there is a live broadcast room for surgery, it would be a particularly meaningful thing. Which good doctor doesn't have a few lives in his hands? Experience is accumulated with human life. I have thought about many solutions, of course, just a little doctor's boring thinking. The surgical live broadcast room is the simplest and most direct way to improve the level of surgical operations. There are really some big cows who dare to broadcast live, a difficult operation can save thousands of lives.

Well, no matter how many people criticize me at the beginning, this is what I have always insisted on.

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