godfather of surgery

Chapter 499 Aiming for the Heart
The plane took off early, and it was still after twelve noon when we returned to China.

When Yang Ping got off the plane, he took everyone to the department. At this time, Director Han and Professor Zhang were surrounding the computer, and Li Guodong was sitting beside the computer typing on the keyboard.

They all have black eye sockets, could it be that they stayed up late for emergency surgery?Professor Zhang is also on stage?
Now the Institute of Surgery has all kinds of patients, but there are still relatively few emergency operations, and most of them are difficult and miscellaneous diseases. Come here to try your luck.

Director Han looked up and saw Yang Ping and everyone who came in, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and said in a slightly angry tone:

"Why don't you go back to rest? Go to work tomorrow!"

Professor Zhang looked at the time: "This is the department just after getting off the plane? Go back and rest."

"How many hours did you sleep on the plane?"

Yang Ping instantly felt like coming home, with familiar people and familiar scenes, he felt very warm in his heart.

"A patient with spontaneous hemorrhage of the conus medullaris was paralyzed and had trouble defecation and defecation. Mr. Zhang and I went to the emergency room for him in the middle of the night." Director Han explained why the two were so haggard.

The spinal cord angiography picture on the electronic screen showed a malformation of a blood vessel supplying the conus medullaris. The principle of this hemorrhage is the same as the spontaneous hemorrhage of cerebrovascular malformation, the difference is that it occurs in the spinal cord.

The conus medullaris happens to be the terminal part of the spinal cord, and once damaged, it can cause incontinence.

Therefore, this kind of spontaneous spinal cord hemorrhage requires emergency surgery once neurological symptoms appear.

Director Han is fine, but Mr. Zhang is in his eighties and can't stand the strain.

"Mr. Zhang, you'd better go back and rest," Director Han couldn't bear it.

Turning to Yang Ping, he said, "I'm determined not to let him come. This idiot just refuses to listen and insists on coming."

Mr. Zhang waved his hand: "It's okay, is an 80-year-old still afraid of sudden death?"

"Dr. Yang, are you back?"

At this time Director Tian Yuantian walked into the office, Yang Ping was surprised, did Director Han pull Director Tian over to help?

"This patient is from my hometown, a village. There is no legal treatment in the local hospital. I called for help. After I saw the MRI, I felt that the situation was serious. I quickly contacted the local colleagues and sent an ambulance to transfer across provinces to our hospital. By the way, thanks to the emergency treatment, otherwise, if he is permanently paralyzed, his whole family will be ruined."

Director Tian, ​​Tian Yuan, when Yang Ping first came, he led the team in the Department of Orthopedics and Traumatology. Later, the Department of Orthopedics was newly opened in Huaqiao Building, and Director Han appointed him as the director.

This man was born in poverty, and he is a warm-hearted person who never forgets his roots. He often takes care of some fellow villagers who come to him for medical treatment.

Everyone takes their places and start looking for work.

Zhang Lin couldn't help but talk about his experience in Japan with those graduate students and Gui Peisheng.

Song Zimo asked the subordinate doctor to push over the medical record cart, and he read it one by one, and then went to the ward with Xu Zhiliang to inspect the ward in advance.

Now that Yang Ping is back, Director Han has to take a class with him.

After the shift, Professor Zhang went back to rest.

Together with Yang Ping, Director Han led everyone to round the room, and handed over the shifts one by one by the bedside in detail.

After the house inspection, Director Han couldn't bear it anymore, so he asked Yang Ping to persuade him to go back and rest.

After combing through the new and old patients in the department, Song Zimo noticed Sisi's latest examination results, frowned, then handed the report to Yang Ping, and ordered Li Guodong to call out Sisi's video.

After reading the information, Yang Ping frowned. The situation was very pessimistic. The cancer cells had regrown and appeared on the images. The mediastinum around the heart also had star spots like this.

Surgical methods, even ultrasonic focused knife, can only cure the symptoms, this is a tumor, not other diseases.

Wild fire, in spring.

This is the best portrayal of malignant tumors.

A seed that has not been wiped out can develop into a large scale over time.

Therefore, malignant tumors are most afraid of metastasis. Once transferred, it means that countless seeds are out of control, and they may hide anywhere in the body.

Several times of Haifu Knife treatment temporarily stabilized Sisi's condition, but it was only temporary.

"Do you need to come to Haifu Knife again? If necessary, I will contact Director Duan in advance."

Song Zimo was quite worried. The last inspection was fine, but this time there was such a big change.

Director Duan's name is Duan Xiaoming, the director of the Haifu Knife Department of Sanbo Hospital, nicknamed Bald Duan, and known as Brother Ming.

The bald head is living a good life now. He studied Haifu Dao with Yang Ping for a period of time, mastered some real skills, and played Haifu Dao to a high level.

In particular, myomectomy has reached a new level, and there are no such messy complications as skin burns.

Removal of uterine fibroids, no surgery, no bleeding, complete resection, less complications.

This made Duan Xiaoming's reputation spread quickly. In addition to a large number of patients coming here especially, he was often invited by other hospitals to give lectures on throwing knives.

Now the bald head focuses on the removal of uterine fibroids with Haifu knife. With this unique skill, the department that is on the verge of bankruptcy is doing well. Director Duan has called the personnel department several times to report important people to expand the team.

In and out of the hospital, as long as Duan Xiaoming is mentioned, he knows that he specializes in uterine fibroids, and uterine fibroids has become his business card.

"There is no better way now, we can only rely on Haifu knife to barely control the disease, but---this method won't last long, you can contact Director Duan and give us a free time, I will go see Sisi now."

Yang Ping put down the work at hand, he really wanted to help this cute little girl, and tried his best.

Even in his heart, Sisi has become the incarnation of all the poor and helpless patients who are waiting for their lives to die on the edge or outside of medical protection.

"Big brother!"

Sisi was playing with a plush toy, which Tang Fei brought back from Japan.

Her hair, free from the damage of chemotherapy and radiation, became shinier and appeared darker and denser.

"The news is a little bit bad. I have seen the film you re-examined. The cancer cells have regrouped and formed. You can see dots of lesions on the film. Before there is no better solution, you can only perform Haifu Knife surgery again."

Moreover, the smaller the lesion, the more difficult it is to carry out precise bombardment with the Haifu Knife.

Yang Ping felt that it was better to communicate with her directly, and her calmness surpassed most adults.

"Can you move it to the window for me?" Sisi picked up the cactus on the bedside table, and the basin was wiped clean.

There was a bright smile on her face, without the numbness and fatigue that terminally ill patients often have on the face, and the unique luster and roundness of children can be seen on her face.

Yang Ping moved the cactus to the side of the window, allowing it to receive as much sunlight as possible. ,

"You know what? I like it because of its tenacious vitality, even in the desert, it can live well."

"Well, it is very similar to our Sisi, not afraid of difficulties."

Yang Ping put away the potted plants and clapped his hands.

Sisi took out a book from the bedside and handed it to Yang Ping:

"I've finished reading the book you gave me."

This is what Yang Ping gave her - "Open a Heart".

The book of Stephen Westa, a top British heart surgeon, is a storybook about doctors and patients, a classic that integrates human nature, medical academics, scientific research, and the warmth and comfort of the world.

"Actually, I am lucky, because for patients, the greatest luck is to meet the best doctor." Sisi has always been optimistic.

Yang Ping flipped through the book casually. The book was very old, because he bought it from a senior at the flea market at the school when he was in college.

On the night when he bought the book, Yang Ping read the whole book in one go, and it was from then on that he truly firmly believed in becoming a doctor.

In the book, every patient is a story, sometimes sad and helpless, sometimes with twists and turns, and sometimes soul-stirring.

Whether it is self-confidence, frustration, or helplessness, the surgeon is always doing his best, because there is no other choice.

"Are you sad?" Sisi asked Yang Ping with a smile.

Yang Ping nodded: "A little bit!"

Sisi smiled again, as if she was very relaxed: "You forgot the words in this book—remove empathy! Why do you want to remove empathy? My understanding is that empathy will make doctors lose precious courage."

Yang Ping marveled at her reading and comprehension skills.

"Okay, it seems that your mood is very stable, my worry is unnecessary, then we will arrange the next Haifu Knife surgery? This time there is one more goal, the heart!" Even though he was a child, Yang Ping took her As a friend, talk to her on an equal footing.

"Do you want to open my heart?" Sisi's mouth was wide open.

Yang Ping shook his head: "No, it's not so exaggerated for the time being, aiming at the heart with the Haifu Knife, the risk will be very high."

"Sisi!"

The voice of Sisi's mother can be heard in the corridor outside. She is now a nurse in the ward, assisting nurses in making beds, taking patients for examinations and other tasks.

Sisi's father was arranged by Yang Ping to work as a driver with Boss Cheng.

For Sisi's medical expenses, someone always secretly transfers money into the account, so the couple is not under much financial pressure now.

Sisi made a silent movement, and Yang Ping smiled knowingly.

"Dr. Yang, you're back. Did I interrupt your ward rounds?" Sisi's mother appeared at the door. When she saw Yang Ping, she felt sorry for interrupting the chat between Yang Ping and Sisi.

Yang Ping lit up the book in his hand and said, "It's okay, I'll come over to see her and talk to her about this book."

"Oh, by the way, Uncle Belt called me not long ago. He is doing well in Africa now, but his skin has been tanned a lot. He said, you can definitely cure me. Let me rest assured and don't think about anything. He also sent me a photo, saying that he wanted to find a huge piece of gold as the background." Sisi thought of the phone call from Hermès not long ago.

This Hermes, since he was cured and discharged from the hospital, went to Africa. I heard that his gold mines are buried very shallow, and the mines are good, and the purity is also very high. The cost of refining is not high, and he made a lot of money.

Not long ago, Hermes also contacted Yang Ping, saying that if you need scientific research funds, let me know.

This person is more forthright and full of local tyrants, but Yang Ping likes his personality.

"Boss Wang called and said that he wanted to meet Sisi as a goddaughter." Sisi's mother added.

Sisi shook her head: "Uncle Belt is very nice and interesting, but I don't want to be someone else's daughter, I only want to be the daughter of my parents."

It seems that Hermes developed a relationship with Sisi during her hospitalization.

Sisi's Haifu Knife surgery this time is a bit more difficult than the previous ones. The main target of the previous few times was the liver, and there was no bone blocking the abdomen.

This time, the ultrasonic scalpel is aimed at the mediastinum, which is near the heart. No matter from the front to the back, but from the back to the front, the angle is not easy to find, and there are ribs, spine, and scapula blocking it, so it is difficult to focus the ultrasound. Play a role.

In the future, it may be necessary to target the heart with an ultrasound-focused knife.

Yang Ping needs to plan the operation plan well.

(End of this chapter)