godfather of surgery

Chapter 491 Tokyo Night ([-])

Fujiwara Tani was lying on the hospital bed, surrounded by medical equipment.

The most powerful medical technology in Japan allowed him to persist for more than a month. Any expensive drugs and medical equipment can be used in this intensive care unit without any hesitation. As long as it is useful, it doesn't matter if it is tens of millions or hundreds of millions.

The nurse has helped Fujiwara Tani to complete the skin preparation, all hair is shaved, smooth, and the scalp is cleaned with disinfectant.

Masao Fujiwara carefully inspected the scalp, and there was no damage.

The results of the latest blood draw appeared on the bedside data screen, and the blood coagulation function improved slightly, which showed that the effect of the treatment measures was very slow, and this improvement was meaningless for the operation.

"I should have asked Dr. Yang to be the surgeon earlier."

Masao Fujiwara blamed himself a little.

Meixue comforted her brother: "At that time, the entire Dongda Hospital was against you. Even if you wanted to, it was impossible."

"If you have anything to say, tell uncle now."

Although he was in a coma, he still had a heartbeat and breathing, so he was alive.

Miyuki shook her head persistently: "No, I want to wait until my uncle wakes up. I believe Dr. Yang, he will do it, he is the man on top of the world."

"I really hope that I can be like you, with a trace of innocent fantasy in my heart." Fujiwara Masao sighed.

Miyuki insisted: "When I was in China, before every operation, I could always see the confidence in his eyes, like a burning flame, this time is the same, I see the fire of confidence in his eyes is always there , did not go out."

It seems true that love blinds the mind and the eyes.

Simple sister, let her insist on her own opinion, maybe this is not a bad thing.
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Professor Liang, Professor Su, Professor Qin and others changed their itinerary and decided to wait for Yang Ping to finish the operation before leaving.

Ning Qi has already prepared a special plane to send all the Chinese doctors back to China, so that everyone doesn't have to catch the plane and can leave whenever they want.

The participating doctors from various countries also smelled something. Although they didn't know who the surgical target was, they knew that it was Yang Ping who performed the surgery again. Dongda Hospital paid so much attention to it, it must not be a simple operation.

They still had fresh memories of Yang Ping's surgery on the first day, and as long as they were not in a hurry, they all stayed.

Because of Fujiwara Tani's special status, this operation was not publicized, but only known to the professors at Dongda Hospital.

Even so, huge waves have been made.

It was destined to be a sleepless night.

The meeting room where the meeting was held for the past two days was still very lively.

The professors from Dongda Hospital will observe the operation here, and the participating doctors from various countries will return to this conference room with the Chinese and Japanese doctors.

Many people have gathered in the conference room.

The two old professors, Ito and Ikeda, had already sat in the venue, and it was really not easy.

Doctors from various countries confirmed their own judgments and began to sit and wait at the venue.

Ito and Ikeda kept looking at their watches, counting how long it was until the surgery.

Young Dr. Yang, how to complete this operation.

The digital human simulation technology of the University of Tokyo has been accumulated for more than 40 years and consumes a lot of manpower and financial resources. Is it really a piece of shit?
"Where is Dr. Yang now?"

Ikeda asked Mitsui, and Mitsui and Sasaki were entrusted by Fujiwara to be responsible for the hospitality here.

"It is said that he is still sleeping in the hotel!"

This is the news that Mitsui just got.

For such a major operation, Dr. Yang, the chief surgeon, is actually sleeping. Is this a broken can, or is it really well-thought-out?
Ikeda was taken aback when he heard this, and Ito was also very surprised.

Dr. Yang is such a strange person!
Can you still sleep in this scene?Can you fall asleep?
Ordinary fracture surgery usually takes aspirin before surgery, which makes the surgeon highly nervous. Now he can sleep with this terrible coagulation disorder.

Dongda Hospital is regarded as the ceiling of Japan's medical field, and it is also a top existence in the world.

Shun Tendo, in Japan's status, is equivalent to China's Concord.

Now the top professors of these two hospitals are all stunned by Yang Ping.

Several main professors in charge of the Digital Human Project at the University of Tokyo also quietly arrived at the venue. If someone really succeeds in this operation, then their models and algorithms may have to be overthrown and restarted.

With [-] simulations and zero success rate, it is impossible for any doctor to succeed.

"You said that the simulation technology of the University of Tokyo is not really like what Dr. Yang said, it is rotten copper and rotten iron."

"I don't think so, but Dr. Yang said yes, I'm afraid it's not far from rotten copper and rotten iron."

"You say that Dr. Yang is getting weirder and weirder. The University of Tokyo has simulated it [-] times, all with the same result. The patient died during the operation, and he still has to go on stage. Why can't I understand him?"

"When will we understand it? This is not the first time we have encountered such a thing. Which time was it not to open our minds? Remember in the United States?"

"That's right, watch it, it's like watching a movie."

Huang Jiacai and Lao Cheng chatted while eating snacks prepared at the venue, very comfortable.

The two of them were not polite, each of them brought a big plate full of various snacks, and they ate with relish.

Sitting next to them happened to be several professors from Southeast University, one of whom actually knew Chinese, and his face turned green when he heard the two say that the simulation technology of Southeast University was rotten.

I want to debate a few words, but I haven't organized the language well.

Dongda’s simulation technology is rotten. Do they have better technology?
The professor stared at Old Cheng as if he was about to fight.

Lao Cheng felt that his expression was wrong, he was a Japanese, and he didn't recognize him, so he looked at the plate in his hand and the snacks he had just stuffed into his mouth.

"The Japanese aren't so stingy, are they? Just eat more snacks, it's like fighting."

The fork in Lao Cheng's hand was right on the steak, so he was too embarrassed to put it in his mouth.

"There are more over there, don't worry, enough! Enough!" Lao Cheng said in some Japanese.
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The head nurse and the director of the anesthesiology department of Dongda Hospital are on duty in person. However, all the patients' operations are taken over by the Chinese team. They cannot intervene and can only provide peripheral protection.

The elite force in the operating room was also left to work overtime and be on call at any time.

President Fujiwara of the intensive care unit, that is an important person!

Yang Ping woke up, and under the escort of Gao Qiao, he came to the operating room of Dongda Hospital. He changed into a hand sanitizer, mask and hat, and did not enter the operating room in a hurry, but stayed in the locker room to rest.

His calmness and poise were extraordinary.

Even Takahashi was very anxious. No matter how difficult the operation is, it is performed under the indications. Today's operation is due to coagulation dysfunction, and the bleeding will be uncontrollable. The situation is completely different.

Song Zimo knew that Yang Ping had arrived in the locker room, so he returned to the locker room to meet Yang Ping.

"Send someone to call me when you are in the right position. I will check the head immobilizer, starting with the skin incision, and I will operate it."

"understand!"

Song Zimo took the lead. He understood that the most deadly threat of this operation was hemostasis. If a bleeding point is not sealed, it is tantamount to death.

In normal normal surgery, some small bleeding points can stop bleeding by the self-coagulation function of the human body.

Once the coagulation function is impaired and the coagulation time is prolonged, these small bleeding spots can only be stopped manually by doctors.

Surgery on the medulla oblongata and upper cervical cord has almost zero tolerance for bleeding.

He didn't know how Yang Ping would complete this terrifying operation, but he believed that Yang Ping would be able to complete it.

Because, Yang Ping never seems to do things that are not sure, never pushes patients into danger, never harms the interests of patients, and never performs surgery for the sake of surgery.

If there is no certain winning rate, Yang Ping will definitely choose conservative treatment, and conservative treatment can live longer.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Fujiwara Tani was pushed into the operating room, and Fujiwara Masao and Miyuki accompanied him all the time.

This patient who has been discussed by countless top professors and has been afraid of surgery is finally going to the operating table.

After anesthesia, lie on the operating table in a prone position, naked, with the head firmly fixed by a fixator.

"The coagulation function is still the same!"

After entering the operating room to draw blood to check the coagulation function, the test report has been released and displayed on the screen in the operating room simultaneously.

"Don't disinfect it yet, Dr. Yang has to check the state of the head fixation."

Song Zimo directed the team's coordination.
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On the huge screen, two shots were played, one was the view of the operating area and the other was the panorama of the operating room.

Regardless of success or failure, the Japanese used a 360-degree camera without dead ends. They wanted to record the classics, not missing any details, and then conduct research and study.

The people in the venue were more tense than watching the most exciting blockbuster movie. Although there was no music, they could feel the rhythm.

The door of the operating room opened, and Yang Ping, who was wearing a hand sanitizer, walked in, with his head held high, his confidence extraordinary, and his demeanor without any trace of depression.

"Dr. Yang!"

The whole operating room greeted Yang Ping.

Yang Ping just nodded lightly.

He walked to the screen, carefully browsed the images, and then adjusted the head fixer with his own hands. With the assistance of Song Zimo and Xu Zhiliang, he made the most stringent adjustments to the head fixation posture until until satisfied.

He tries to make the patient's position and the fixed angle of the head exactly the same as that of the system space training.

"This operation is special. During the entire operation, you are responsible for pulling the hook. Without my order, you can't do any other actions, and don't ask questions. All questions will be discussed after surgery."

Yang Ping explained to Song Zimo and Xu Zhiliang in advance, also to everyone in the operating room.

Because any interfering movements will disrupt your own rhythm and make the memory of the brain and muscles malfunction.

"No matter how much bleeding, you don't have to worry, don't pay attention, the hook follows my rhythm, you understand."

Song Zimo fully understood that they were only responsible for pulling the hook, and Yang Ping had to operate the whole operation by himself.

Moreover, the retractor should follow his operation, the retractor will gently enter the place where he has finished hemostasis, and the retractor should be released to make room for the place where he intends to stop the bleeding.

"I'm in charge of changing the hook, and you're only responsible for fixing the hook."

Song Zimo and Xu Zhiliang made an agreement.

Their cooperation has been very tacit, the key steps of Ning Yu's operation are like this, Yang Ping operates the operation alone, Song Zimo adjusts the retractor, Xu Zhiliang takes over to maintain it, Song Zimo immediately adjusts another retractor, and so on.

"instrument!"

Yang Ping glanced at the sterile equipment table.

"Ready!"

Xiao Su has already arranged the instruments neatly, and 24 bipolar coagulation devices are placed on the operating table, held up by small special brackets, and the tips are suspended in the air.

"Every time I report the number, it is the bipolar coagulation model that will be used soon."

"understand!"

Xiao Su is ready.

"Wash your hands and sanitize!"

Yang Ping's words were like an order, Song Zimo and Xu Zhiliang immediately washed their hands.

For this operation, Dongda Hospital signed an exemption clause for Yang Ping, and Yang Ping is not responsible for the procedure and results.Therefore, Daisuke Komori and Yori Tada Matsui do not need to go on stage, but only prepare in the audience.

Masao Fujiwara and Miyuki stayed in the operating room to accompany the whole process of the operation.

"Please, Dr. Yang!"

Miyuki bowed to Yang Ping again.

"Don't worry, trust me!"

Yang Ping didn't know how to comfort others either, so he had to say this.

Miyuki nodded, looking at Yang Ping with complicated eyes.

Song Zimo and Xu Zhiliang returned after washing their hands and began to disinfect.

Gao Qiao moved the stool for Yang Ping to sit on, and Yang Ping sat on the stool, closed his eyes and rested his mind, and completed the last simulation.

(End of this chapter)