godfather of surgery

Chapter 484 Did the operation fail?

The atmosphere of the entire venue also began to cool down, and one could almost feel the coldness in the air.

3 minutes, such a dangerous and delicate operation is completed within 3 minutes.

How can it be!

impossible!

"Darkness, whirlpools, strong winds, and heavy rains are finally here."

Ikeda took out a grain of nitroglycerin from his pocket, threw it into his mouth, and held it under his tongue.

Relieve the constriction of coronary arteries caused by tension, dilate the coronary arteries of the heart, increase the oxygen supply of the heart, and prevent possible dangers at any time.

I am too old to withstand such a blow.

The heart rate has dropped to single digits, there is no possibility of rescue, either step over, or die on the operating table.

The time is measured in seconds.

Everyone can hear the sound of tick-tock-tick in their hearts. This sound is like a reminder, which makes people very uncomfortable.

The numbers on the monitoring screen kept dropping.

Professor Liang took out a tissue and pressed it on his forehead.

Professor Su and Professor Qin's expressions were serious, and they stopped talking in low voices.

Their desire to rush into the operating room to help is just an impulse in a crisis situation, and in fact they can't help at all.

8 times!
Fatty Liang swallowed a mouthful of saliva and reported the number that was falling.

7 times!
It is still falling, and if it drops to zero, it means that the operation has failed.

6 times!
He still dared to operate 6 times. Komori and Mitsui felt like they were sitting on pins and needles. The pores of their bodies were open and they were sweating involuntarily.

The Japanese itinerant nurse came over from time to time to wipe the sweat of the two of them. Although they didn't actually go on stage, they had already washed their hands and dressed to maintain a sterile state.

6 times lasted less than ten seconds, and jumped to 5 times.

The laser knife operates on the edge of the life center, with bold and delicate movements, without even a single trial, directly entering the most dangerous area.

4 times!
For some unknown reason, the alarm sound of the Didi monitor sounded again, and Fatty Liang turned off the alarm.

This time, Fatty Liang also had a thump in his heart, and his voice was a little hoarse. The last time he completed the operation only 6 times.

Now it has dropped to 4 times, and the operation is still in the danger zone.

There are still 2 minutes left, but it may not be 2 minutes, it all depends on how fast the heart rate drops.

A heartbeat of 4 beats per minute is not much different from cardiac arrest.

Death will start in brain tissue and spread to other tissues and organs.

Xu Zhiliang also began to worry, but he had to hold on to his post, and the nerve hook in his hand remained motionless.

Only Song Zimo was still as calm as Yang Ping.

Xiao Su's eyes also turned to the screen, and when she heard the heart rate reported by Fatty Liang, she believed that Yang Ping could do it.

The separation of the tumor is very slow, and this step must be slow, gentle and slow to minimize interference.

The laser knife really does not come into contact with the tissue, eliminating mechanical pressure and friction, otherwise, the operation cannot continue at all.

3 times---
Fatty Liang was extremely reluctant to see this number, but it still appeared.

Dr. Yang can definitely do it, definitely can do it!
Fatty Liang told himself in his heart.

But only 3 times!
At this rate of fall, there is no time, no more time!

surgery?

Are you going to fail?
With only 3 beats and 2 minutes left, the operation was impossible to complete.

Gao Qiao realized something and felt very uncomfortable.

Because this is the first time he has seen Yang Ping fail to challenge Miracle.

There is little suspense about failure.

The myth of Yang Ping's invincibility was broken in his heart.

Before, Yang Ping was like a god in his heart, and it was impossible to fail.

But soon, Takahashi calmed down.

Being able to achieve this step is already number one in the world, but Takahashi still feels that something is missing.
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Masao Fujiwara sat up straight and remained silent.

It's going to be 2 soon, then 1 again, and finally down to zero.

We're only halfway through the separation of the dead zone.

No one can complete the rest of the operation under such strong pressure, needless to say, 2 minutes, and there is no way to complete it in another 10 minutes.

At this time, it was like a huge hydraulic press was constantly pressing down, and the space was shrinking. The people in the middle had shrunk into a ball, without any living space, and what was waiting was only broken bones.

There is no time, no space, and Yang Ping is cornered.

Still failed!
Even if it failed, Masao Fujiwara was shocked by Yang Ping's operation, which is the best in the world, and none of them.

It's a pity that Dr. Yang is also a human being, and as a human being, he has limits.

Professor Liang, Professor Su, and Professor Qin were silent and regretful, but at the same time they were proud. Young people are not afraid of difficulties and bravely climbed to the top. Even if they fail, it is nothing. Medicine is to move forward with difficulty.

Even, Professor Su remembered that he personally sent a text message to encourage Yang Ping at this time, and he would be able to read the text message after the operation was over.

"It's half done."

"Yes!"

"Brave lad."

Su Nanchen, Lao Cheng, and this group of young doctors were very moved by Yang Ping's almost tragic calmness at the end.

Because until now, the laser knife in the infusion has not stopped, has not flustered, and has maintained consistent precision.

Throughout the venue, the atmosphere dropped to freezing point, and the air seemed to freeze.

There was a small whisper just now, but now there is no sound, and a needle can be heard when it falls.

This is everyone's respect for the chief surgeon.

Because everyone can see that there is no hope for the operation, but the surgeon is still making the last effort.

This is a noble professionalism!

Until the end, never give up!
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"This time, I'm afraid he won't be able to make it through?" Ito was silent for a long time, and finally spoke.

Ikeda unbuttoned another button and tugged at the collar, which made it much more comfortable.

"Is there any nitroglycerin?" Ito asked Ikeda.

Ikeda took out a bottle from his pocket and handed it to Ito. Ito took it, glanced at the bottle, opened it, took out a piece, and put it under his tongue.

The tip of the knife on the video has not changed in the slightest under such overwhelming pressure, and remains stable. This calmness is unparalleled.

However, Ito looked more and more wrong.

He wanted to stand up, but his knees wouldn't allow it.

"Teacher!" Matsui supported him, and he waved his hands again, standing up stubbornly, hoping to see clearly.

In his later years, Ito devoted all his energies to the research of this kind of upper cervical and medullary tumors, but there has been no breakthrough.

His students, Matsui and Kobayashi, continued his research, and they kept going nowhere.

Therefore, compared with other doctors at the conference, Ito's research on this type of cases is more in-depth. It can be said that this is his specialty.

"Teacher!" Seeing that Ito's expression was wrong, Matsui wanted to help him up again, but was rejected again.

Ito's lips trembled, his facial muscles twitched, and his eyes were piercing.

"He reached Ralph Drew, and One Piece is at his feet!"

While saying this, Ito slapped Ikeda hard.

"What did you say?"

Ikeda immediately stood up, squinted his eyes, tried to concentrate, and followed Ito's fingers.

"Look at the tip of his knife, and Dian Coagulation, he is in control of the situation, he is in control of the situation, he is in control of the situation!"

Ito was like a lunatic, vague, crying, and laughing.

Ikeda seemed to see the problem under Ito's guidance, and put his arms around him: "My God, he is in control of the situation!"

The problem that Ito hadn't solved in his whole life, now this young man has solved it.

"teacher!"

Matsui didn't understand the abnormal behavior of these two old professors, and hoped that they could sit down and take a good look.

Fujiwara also went to help Ikeda.

"This operation should be watched standing up to show respect for the chief surgeon!"

Ito said that because Yang Ping solved a medical problem, he has thoroughly figured out the anatomy of the medulla oblongata and the upper cervical cord.

Based on this knowledge point of Yang Ping, the surgery on the upper cervical spinal cord and medulla oblongata will usher in a leapfrog development in the future.
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2!

A heartbeat was finally detected on the screen.

Twice in 1 minute, close to the state of arrest.

Then the heart stopped again.

Whether it can still beat or not is unknown.

No heartbeat?
The Japanese itinerant nurse covered her mouth and said softly.

Komori and Mitsui have also been paying attention to the numbers on the monitoring screen, but he is not sure if there are any.

Maybe one more jump, maybe not.

"Don't worry, you're still alive, hibernating!"

Yang Ping finally spoke, with a relaxed tone, without the slightest bit of tension.

The tip of the knife was still slow, and the countdown began in the last few tens of seconds.

Suddenly, the tip of the microscopic nerve dissector moves, and the tissue that has just been gently compressed by it springs back slightly due to its elasticity.

At the new position, the tip of the knife began to separate rapidly, almost dozens of times faster than before.

The laser knife tip on the screen is getting faster and faster, as if this operation has been performed thousands of times, and the proficiency in every movement is simply natural.

Everyone has not reacted yet, they are all immersed in high tension.

I thought there would never be a heartbeat again.

The whole tumor, including two small ones, was completely cut out, and a piece of wet gauze was laid on the pan where Xiao Su was waiting in advance, and Yang Ping put the tumor on the gauze.

In fact, it’s just a little bit. The entire medulla oblongata and upper cervical spinal cord are no more than the size of a thumb, and the size of the tumor removed from it is no bigger than that.

Hemostasis was performed again under the microscope, and the nerve retractor was gently withdrawn.

Finally, the number of heartbeats appeared on the screen.

1!

2!

3! ---
climb slowly.

The patient's heartbeat didn't stop, it really didn't stop, it was just on the verge of stopping.

He succeeded!

Ito couldn't help shedding tears, looked at the screen with complicated emotions, stretched out his hand, and clapped stiffly.

Yang Ping's knowledge of anatomy is completely beyond all current research. He has mastered the rhythm of each step, and he knows what will happen at which step.

He knew that as long as the microscopic nerve dissector is not loose and exerts a certain pressure on the nerve nucleus, the heart rate can be maintained at the edge and will not collapse.

When crossing the most dangerous area, he knew that he could speed up at this time.

And the nerve nuclei have adapted to the new pressure, and at this time the dissection subunit is withdrawn, and all dangers have been passed.

Amazing!

The research is so in-depth!

Ikeda also applauded, and then the applause of the audience immediately rang out, wave after wave, which could not subside for a long time.

It was too sudden, including Fujiwara, who didn't see clearly at all, and the operation came to an end.

Now the heart rate displayed on the screen has reached 40 or 50, and soon entered the normal range, 65 beats per minute.

bow!

Ito and Ikeda bow to the screen!

All Japanese doctors bowed and saluted, which is a heartfelt admiration for the strong.
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"Zhang Lin Xiaowu, come on stage and sew skin!"

Mitsui and Komori are still in a trance, and the operation has entered the stage of skin suturing.

As soon as Zhang Lin Xiaowu heard the call from here, he immediately became excited. He didn't expect that there would be a chance to sew skin.

"Mr. Zhang, can we—can we go and cut the thread?"

Daisuke Komori couldn't straighten his waist, so he asked cautiously.

Zhang Lin saw that they were honest, so he nodded: "Go on stage!"

Mitsui followed Komori and got up to help, and the four of them sewed leather and cut thread together.

It is an honor to be able to undergo this operation, even if the thread is cut, and this will be recorded in history.

"Dr. Yang—"

After the skin stitching was completed, Daisuke Komori wanted to ask Yang Ping some specific details about the operation.

Mitsui also had the same idea. He was a little confused just now, and didn't understand many steps.

Yang Ping was taking off his surgical gown, and said to Gao Qiao who was helping to untie the tie at the back: "You have time to tell them."

Yang Ping himself has no time to explain to everyone, unless it is a lecture, in private, he can only explain to a few doctors who are close to him, such as Song Zimo, Xu Zhiliang, and Takahashi.

"Ok!"

Takahashi replied proudly.

I thought the operation was doomed to fail, but I didn't expect it to succeed.

Komori and Mitsui felt bored, they ignored themselves and only recognized Takahashi.

If Takahashi keeps up with such a genius, who can compare to his status in Dongda Hospital in the future?No wonder in front of Yang Ping, Takahashi entered the operating room like a grandson, even took the slippers and put them on the ground to help Yang Ping put them on.

Now Komori and Mitsui finally understand what's going on, but it seems a bit late.

"Dr. Yang, you have worked hard!"

Xiaosu made gestures and smiled to celebrate the success of Yang Ping's operation. Yang Ping's operation was successful, and she was happier than anyone else.

"Nurse Su has also worked hard."

Yang Ping's eyes were full of admiration.

"Serve the people!"

Xiao Su replied playfully.

Seeing this scene, the two Japanese nurses didn't know the relationship between Xiao Su and Yang Ping, so they imitated Xiao Su and greeted Yang Ping, hoping to get that admiring gaze.

But obviously the action was the same, Yang Ping only responded lightly, with no love in his eyes.

The two Japanese nurses were a little confused as to why this was happening.

Clearly racist!
(End of this chapter)