godfather of surgery

Chapter 482 The Great Route
"We are here to be assistants. For the safety of the operation, we must be present."

Mitsui said angrily.

"You have to understand that this is the operating room of Dongda Hospital. According to the laws of the Japanese Ministry of Health, Labor and Welfare, we must be on the stage to ensure the safety of the operation."

Daisuke Komori had never seen such an arrogant guy before, with his head held high, his eyes were simply contempt.

Zhang Lin saw that they were still in good spirits, so he couldn't help but sneered and said, "The first assistant, the second assistant, the third assistant, the fourth assistant, and the N assistant—they are all assistants. How many assistants do you want? How many people do you see on the stage now?" Can’t count? You, Mr. Zhang, and I can only be three assistants, washing hands, dressing and sitting on the bench, and there is a teacher Wu behind you. You can have five assistants and six assistants at most. As for who is five and who is six, you can scissors and hammer the cloth I said five aids and six aids to ensure the safety of surgery? When it comes to orthopedic surgery, you can’t even lift your legs. Let me tell you in advance, when the surgery starts, after you wash your hands and dress, stay well and don’t move around, Dr. Yang This person has a bad temper and an extremely savage personality, and he swears foul language at every turn. Think about it, this whole live broadcast, in front of experts from various countries, can you bear being called a grass mud horse on the left and a grandma on the right? I arranged this to protect you."

After Komori and Mitsui listened, they looked at each other, then took two steps back, acquiescing to the position Zhang Lin had arranged for them.

Teacher Zhang is right about what he said, if he is really scolded, that would be called embarrassment.

Tang Shun's translation was so smooth that Zhang Lin doubted whether the translation was accurate.

"Grass mud horse, grandma is a bear, can you also translate?" Zhang Lin asked Tang Shun.

Tang Shun nodded confidently: "Small meaning, this is the basic skill, it's nothing, I can turn over all of Ge Laozi's and Niang Xipi's."

The slang can be translated to express the meaning, which is really high level.

Zhang Lin turned his head to look at Mitsui and Komori, his face turned red and then pale. If it wasn't for the accurate translation, it shouldn't have this effect.

"For your level, I will ask Takahashi to double the commission for you." Zhang Lin gave a thumbs up.

Fatty Liang had intubated Ning Yu, and after the anesthesia was successfully implemented, Song Zimo took Xu Zhiliang, Zhou Can and the Japanese nurse to position the patient.

"You two, what are you doing sitting still? Help me position myself!"

Zhang Lin directed Komori and Mitsui.

The two had no choice but to stand up and help.

Zhang Lin shook his head: "Be quicker in your movements and cooperate well. Usually, you still don't have enough training, and it's a little messy at critical times."

Xiao Wu said seriously from the side: "The main reason is that I didn't attend Teacher Zhang's class."

Tang Shun translated every sentence in a very timely manner.

Komori and Mitsui couldn't laugh or cry, this is the operating room of Dongda Hospital, this guy doesn't do it himself, he just gesticulates and treats them like coolies.

Yang Ping stood aside and waited for them to prepare, he couldn't help laughing.

With Zhang Lin's appearance, no one can match this guy in terms of pretentiousness.

In this state of pretentiousness, no matter where you are, no matter who you face, you will not blush or heartbeat when you pretend to be aggressive.

Mitsui and Komori didn't dare to move under Zhang Lin's coercion, they obediently hurried up and down, helping to position themselves.
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The prone position is in a good position, and the head is fixed firmly.

Song Zimo, Xu Zhiliang and Su Yixuan went to wash their hands and prepared to disinfect the sheets.

Komori and Mitsui didn't know what to do for a while after finishing their work, so they went to wash their hands?Or stay put?My head was dizzy.

"Professor, wash your hands, lead the way!"

Zhang Lin pointed to the open operating room door.

Yes, they should go with them. Komori and Mitsui were a little confused and came back to their senses.

The two walked to the door and came back. It turned out that Gao Qiao had been guarding the door and had already taken everyone to wash their hands. It was nothing to do with them.

When I was young, when I was a student, I was never treated like this. Now that I am a famous professor in Japan, I am really annoyed by this person who doesn't know who he is, but I can't help it. They must complete the tasks assigned to them by the new medical evaluation department.

Song Zimo and Xu Zhiliang came back from washing their hands and began to disinfect and spread the sheets. Xiao Su and the Japanese equipment nurse began to organize the equipment.

Yang Ping is not in a hurry to go on stage for the time being, and his assistants are strong, so his work is naturally easy.

Wait for the two of them to reveal the upper cervical spinal cord and medulla oblongata, open the capsule, and then take the stage in a hurry.

No matter what position a person is in, he will naturally be treated. If you don't want it, others will give it to you.

Taking advantage of his free time, Yang Ping explained to Gaoqiao how to read the film, how to incision, how to enter safely, how to locate the tumor after exposing the spinal cord and medulla oblongata, and how to accurately operate in a safe gap.

The most important thing is how to take the head of the enemy among thousands of troops --- if the tumor is successfully removed, the person will still survive the operation table.

Takahashi listened carefully and asked some questions from time to time.

Mitsui and Komori saw Takahashi's appearance like a primary school student, and wanted to lean over to hear what he was talking about.

"Go and wash your hands, get dressed and sit still, and I will do the same, staying with you."

Zhang Lin ordered Mitsui and Komori.

Song Zimo and Xu Zhiliang have already put on their surgical gowns. Doctors from the headquarters of Dongda Hospital must be present at the opening of the stage. It is time for them to take the stage. Although they are just a pair of mascots, they must exist.

Zhang Lin Xiaowu also went to wash his hands together. The two had already discussed that each of them would keep an eye on the other to prevent them from sticking to each other.

Harmfulness is not allowed, and defensiveness is indispensable.

For such a high-risk operation, if someone messes up and casually touches the chief surgeon's arm during the operation, the operation can be directly declared a failure.

Who knows what they think in their hearts, believe them, the sow can not only climb the tree, but also fly around for you to see.

Zhang Lin, Xiao Wu, Mitsui, and Komori washed their hands, got dressed, and stood beside the operating table.

The last one to take the stage was naturally Yang Ping. According to the habit, Yang Ping would not take the stage until the assistant revealed the upper cervical spinal cord and medulla oblongata.

However, for away surgery, the environment and equipment are unfamiliar, so it is better to be careful.

Accompanied by Takahashi, Yang Ping washed his hands and dressed in advance and went on stage.

A surgery that only needs two or three people to complete, now there are seven people standing, there is no place to stand at all.

But in order to complete the sacred pre-operation check, everyone gathered around the operating table.

Name, gender, age, hospital number, operation method, operation site, focus of operation, expected amount of bleeding——
Surgeons, assistants, equipment nurses, anesthesiologists, and itinerant nurses all have to stop their work and participate in the last preoperative checkup.

Everyone is very serious and carefully checks every link.

The reverence for life and the reverence for medical skills, regardless of nationality.

"Verified, do you have any questions?"

Without a doubt, surgery can begin.

"I want to say something!"

Yang Ping's voice.

As the chief surgeon, he has the highest authority in the operating room.

Everyone waited on the spot, not knowing what Yang Ping was going to say at this time.

"Everyone, I just want to say one thing - the only enemy of a doctor is the disease, there is no other enemy!"

Everyone didn't know the meaning of Yang Ping's words, and Yang Ping didn't explain: "Let's start the operation!"

Song Zimo started to cut open the skin of the back of the head and neck with a sharp round surgical knife, cut the skin, cut the superficial fascia, and then cut the deep fascia, advancing layer by layer.

As Yang Ping's assistant, Song Zimo demonstrated superb basic surgical skills.

Every step is smooth and rhythmic, which is the style from Yang Ping --- the operation also has its inherent rhythm.

The skull base and the upper cervical spinal canal were opened from the rear, and the entire rhomboid fossa was exposed. Gradually, the upper cervical spinal cord and medulla oblongata wrapped by the dura mater were gradually exposed.

Everything is so skillful and stable.

The laser knife is advanced bit by bit, and the vertebral artery, cranial nerve, and spinal nerve are separated and sorted out bit by bit.

Gradually, the upper cervical cord and the posterior part of the brainstem appear on the screen.

The laser knife passed across in a Y shape, and the dura mater was lifted.

The median hole of the fourth ventricle was opened, and the choroidal tissue, cerebellar tonsil, and posterior inferior cerebellar artery were located on the outside.

Xu Zhiliang's nerve puller gently stretched the cerebellar tonsil and posterior inferior cerebellar artery to both sides.

Song Zimo continued to separate the choroidal tissue and inferior medullary velum, and the entire rhombic fossa was successfully exposed.

With the transmembranous velar approach, the dorsal area of ​​the brainstem is exposed to the field of vision, and the safe zone near the facial mound appears in the middle of the surgical field of view.

The work of revealing is declared complete, and the next step is the work of the chief surgeon.

Song Zimo respectfully moved to the side of the assistant, and Yang Ping took the position of the chief surgeon.

The microscope is pushed into the operation area, and every next step must be completed under the microscope.
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Large screen in the conference room.

Professor Ito seemed a little lonely, and turned his head habitually. The side around him had been empty just now, and now the old Ikeda had returned.

"Didn't you go to rest? Don't participate in the meeting?" Ito didn't know when Ikeda came to the venue.

Staring at the screen, Ikeda said, "Just because I'm not in the meeting doesn't mean I can't sit here."

This statement is unassailable, well, sit where you like.

Ito became more and more unable to figure out what old Ikeda was thinking.

On the screen, the capsule was opened, and the substance of the medulla oblongata and spinal cord was about to be cut.

"The great voyage has just begun, and his goal is Ralph Drew, to get One Piece!" Ikeda said to himself.

"You still watch such pediatric things?" Ito was quite surprised.

"Didn't you watch it too?" Ikeda retorted.

"What a shame!" Ito blushed.

"Hypoglossal nucleus, accessory nerve nucleus, doubtful nucleus, dorsal vagus nucleus solitarius nucleus, and trigeminal spinal nucleus—they are like hidden reefs, the tip of the knife will travel in dangerous seas, and will always devour the will of the surgeon. Devouring the patient's life, I don't know if my recording compass can help him." Ikeda kept his eyes on the screen, and the "recording compass" he called was the latest probe marking technology.

The theory is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

Errors caused by superposition of imaging techniques, distortion caused by stereoscopic imaging, and blur caused by halos that cannot be eliminated cannot meet the surgical requirements.

"Are you sure he can?"

"I'm not sure, but I'm sure Fujiwara's judgment is not wrong."

"It's too late to regret it now!"

"The great voyage, and Gol D. Roger has been to the end, but no one has been to the end of this voyage. If I regret it, will you continue sailing for him?"

Ikeda's tone was gentle, but it made Ito sound very harsh, and fell silent for a while.

"He is the only one who has hope to reach the finish line. When you see those hand-drawn drawings, you should have the same judgment as me."

Ito no longer spoke, only Ikeda's voice.

(End of this chapter)