Chapter 887 Believe in Boss Zheng

"Let's go." Professor Yang glanced at the patient. He was awake from anesthesia, but a little restless, so President Dong was optimistic about the patient. He personally took the pathological specimen to explain to the patient's family.

The sterile surgical gown was not taken off, and the gloves were not taken off. This kind of wearing is very high in the eyes of the patient's family members.

Lao He picked up a pair of sterile gloves and put them on, greeted his assistant, motioned for him to go, and walked out behind Professor Yang.

"Old Yang, Boss Zheng's operation is really good." Lao He said as he walked.

"It's a bit too careful." Professor Yang said, "But it's rare to be young and mature."

"It's probably the first time I've come across this kind of gallbladder, so be careful and you won't make a big mistake." Although Lao He didn't think so, he didn't want to offend anyone, and made an ambiguous evaluation.

The two chatted and walked to the door of the operating room.

Lao He opened the door, and Professor Yang walked out.

Calling the patient's family members, more than a dozen people came up, surrounded by Professor Yang and Lao He.

"The operation was successful, and the gallbladder was removed. It is a rare porcelain gallbladder. If you take a look, the gallbladder will be sent to pathology." Professor Yang said, "Look here."

"Lao Yang, wait a moment." Lao He said, then turned on Professor Yang's cell phone and started recording.

The patient's family members were a little puzzled, but perhaps this was a normal process, and no one questioned it at this time.

After all, the surgery was a success, so what's the point of picking?

When Lao He's side was ready, Professor Yang lightly tapped the gallbladder with the hemostatic forceps, originally to make the calcified deposits collide with the metal hemostatic forceps to make a sound.

But something unexpected happened.

The gallbladder, which looked like a perfect piece of porcelain, was lightly touched, and a crack appeared.

How is this going? Professor Yang was stunned.

If it is so brittle, why didn't the gallbladder rupture when it was in the patient's body?

Could it be that his strength is too great? Didn't make much effort.

The family members of the patient all pretended to be confused. Is this porcelain fired in a kiln, or a gallbladder cut out...

"Porcelain gallbladders are just like this, very brittle." Professor Yang said casually, adapting to the situation, without letting the atmosphere cool down, and without making people realize that he was unaware of the brittleness of gallbladders.

"Look here." Professor Yang tried to turn the gallbladder over with hemostatic forceps, but with a little force, the entire gallbladder shattered like an egg in an instant.

"..." Lao He was stunned.

"..." Professor Yang was stunned.

"..." The patient's family members were also stunned.

What is the situation? !

Inside the gallbladder, an irregular object about 4 cm wrapped in calcification appeared in front of everyone. Then there was a pile of blue gallstones. Digestive juice full of silt-like stones was flowing in the pathological basin, and a strange smell spread out.

It's just that this pile of blue solids looks a little scary.

According to Professor Yang's experience, there is no doubt that irregular objects are tumors in the gallbladder.

He froze for a few seconds, recalling Zheng Ren's careful actions during the operation in his mind.

It turns out that the gallbladder is so brittle that it will break if touched.

No wonder Boss Zheng called himself on purpose to tell him not to do anything, and wait for him to come.

At this moment, all kinds of unreasonable phenomena in the operation process have been properly explained.

It turned out to be like this.

This idea echoed in the minds of Professor Yang and Lao He.

After ten seconds of silence, Professor Yang continued: "Here is a malignant tumor inside the gallbladder. During the operation, the tumor has not spread temporarily because of calcium deposits on the gallbladder wall, forming a porcelain gallbladder."

"Specifically, we have to wait for the pathology to come back. The several groups of lymph nodes that have been cut out look fine."

"Any more questions?"

Professor Yang tapped the edge of the pathological basin with the hemostatic forceps, making a crisp sound.

Like a teacher knocking on the blackboard.

The family members of the patient were all silent, this kind of gallbladder was beyond their imagination.

Is it really a gallbladder?

But at the gate of the operating room, facing Professor Yang wearing a sterile surgical gown and the blood stains on the gloves, no one raised any doubts.

Except for a few people with ulterior motives, most people still give doctors a high degree of respect.

"The patient will be sent out later, just wait here." Seeing that the family members had no objections, Professor Yang left a word, and returned to the operating room with Lao He.

The back was chilly, and the more Professor Yang thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he didn't dare to think about it anymore.

"Lao Yang, this operation..." Lao He said faintly behind him.

Just halfway through the sentence, I got stuck.

Lao He searched his stomach, but couldn't find an adjective to describe Zheng Ren's level.

Too awesome?

How can the operation that just ended be described as awesome? !

Professor Yang has been silent, he is still immersed in fear.

My choice is right, I choose to trust Boss Zheng. Looking back, it wasn't too wise.

If I had operated on myself before Boss Zheng came, once my gallbladder ruptured, let alone how the patient was doing after surgery, the surgery would definitely not be as perfect as it is now.

Bile leaked from the stomach, even if he could step down alive, there was a certain probability of perioperative death. Even if he was discharged from the hospital alive, the tumor metastasis would be another hell.

Putting the pathology basin back, Professor Yang was still in shock.

"Come on, let's smoke a cigarette?" Lao He asked.

Professor Yang nodded, the two came to the duty room, and Lao He opened the window.

The night wind blows in, making it a little cool. Hun Jiangjiang's brain was blown by the wind, and he became much more awake.

After lighting two cigarettes, Lao He took a puff, looked at Professor Yang's expression, and knew that he was afraid, so he smiled and said, "Old Yang, your luck is really good."

Professor Yang nodded, indeed.

"I have been doing anesthesia for more than 20 years, and I have seen 800 if not 1,000 gallbladders. This is the first time I have seen this kind of gallbladder."

"That's right, porcelain gallbladder, I have cut more than ten cases, but I have never encountered this kind." Professor Yang took a puff of a cigarette, stood at the window, looked at the lights of the city, and expressed his feeling.

"It's best if nothing happens. Boss Zheng doesn't look very old, but his skills are really awesome!" Lao He said, remembering something, and said: "Old Yang, the surgery video, you posted it I have one."

"Going back, with such a large video, the mobile phone has to be shut down when using traffic."

"You're stingy." Old He scolded, "A great professor, cares about traffic?"

"The house is tightly controlled, and cigarettes are not allowed now." Yang Rui chuckled, and he was not embarrassed at all.

He took two puffs, threw the cigarette butt into a mineral water bottle, and said hastily, "I'm going back."

"What's the hurry?"

"Go back and watch the video." As he spoke, Professor Yang had already left the duty room, hurriedly changed his clothes, and was about to go down to take a look at the patient, and then find a quiet place to take a good look at how Boss Zheng cut the gallbladder. down.

That kind of brittleness, Professor Yang can't figure out how to remove it completely. Even though I saw it with my own eyes, I still couldn't believe it.

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