Doctor of Healing

Chapter 504

"Doctor Xiaoji, have you gone in?"

"Well, go in, don't you feel it?"

"It feels like it feels a little bit, and it doesn't feel like it. Uh, I mean come in! Really come in, feel it!"

"I'll switch directions and you'll feel better."

The conversation between Ji Xiang and Zhao Zhe came from the intercom, which stunned the doctors and nurses in the operating room.

What does it mean.

"What are they...doing?" Director Yang hissed.

"The guide wire is hooked to a staple. Dr. Zhao should be able to cooperate to take it out, but I can't see it clearly. Dr. Xiaoji's eyes are so good, I didn't notice the details of his movements."

Director Li Ming supported the table with both hands, and moved his head towards the screen bit by bit. He carefully identified the operation screen just now, but like Zhao Zhe, he couldn't see clearly whether the guide wire was hooked on the staples.

"..."

"..."

After hearing Director Li's explanation, the doctors and nurses vaguely understood what happened.

Originally, it was a happy thing to see the dawn of the operation, but the joy, cheers and other emotions were shattered by the impact of that conversation.

Everyone was a little surprised.

"Now we need to adjust the direction of the staple so that the tip avoids the inner wall of the pharynx." Zhao Zhe asked.

"Well, the adjustments are over, and I'm ready to leave. 1~2~3~ go!"

On the screen, the guide wire hooked to the staple moves little by little, and a thin staple hangs below it.

The black images of the staples under the X-ray swayed and crumbled.

Everyone’s heart is raised.

It was indeed taken out, but once it fell, the operation would go in an unpredictable direction.

God knows where the staples will fall.

Director Li put his hands on the table, leaned forward, and put his face almost on the screen, trying to distinguish the "slim" and faintly visible images of the staples.

But Ji Xiang and Zhao Zhe in the operating room didn't seem to feel the tension of everyone in the operating room. In less than 10 seconds, the catheter, guide wire, and staples disappeared from the screen of the dsa machine.

"Finished, let's call it a day." Ji Xiang turned his head, and raised his hands with the people on the leaded glass side, pinching a staple with his thumb and middle finger, and narrowing his eyes.

Finished?

finished?
This is done?
The machine paused, and Ji Xiang kicked open the airtight lead door and walked into the operating room.

In his hand was a staple stained with blood and white sticky discharge.

"Mr. Yang, Mr. Li, take it out."

"!!!"

Director Yang stared at the staple.

After the efforts of two hospitals and several doctors from different departments, the staples were still not taken out.

It stubbornly remained in the right main bronchus of the patient, and several surgical failures seemed to tell people that it can only be taken out with the most traumatic way through a large thoracotomy.

Director Li also tried, but it still didn't work.

Why is everything different after changing to the old attending who looks like a grandson? !

Director Yang was a little confused.

But no matter who took it out, it was a good thing. A smile that he didn't realize appeared on Director Yang's face, full of approval.

After glancing at Ji Xiang, Director Yang looked deeply at Zhao Zhe.

"Excellent, Doctor Xiaoji!" Director Li said excitedly with red eyes.

"It's okay, it's okay."

"Guess you might be able to take out the staples, but I didn't expect that Dr. Zhao you brought would be so powerful." Director Li praised.

"It should be that the two of us have cooperated more in surgery and are more proficient." Ji Xiang narrowed his eyes, his smile was covered by a mask, "When it comes to surgery, Director Li is a few blocks away from us."

Director Li felt a little blush in the face of Ji Xiang's business bragging.

Ji Xiang put the staples on the gauze and handed them to Director Yang.

"Ms. Yang, please give the patient's family a look."

Director Yang took the gauze, glanced carefully, and nodded in a daze.

The professor of thoracic surgery around him looked at the staples with great interest. It was a great blessing for them not to have to undergo surgery, and their joy was only a little lower than that of the patient's parents.

Who wouldn't be happy if there was less work to do.

Ji Xiang turned around to help Zhao Zhe with the last matter.

A few minutes later, the patient was carried back to the ward on a flat car, and Director Li gradually recovered.

He looked at Zhao Zhe carefully, feeling an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

Director Li felt very familiar when he saw Zhao Zhe for the first time.Clinically, there is no shortage of old attendings like Zhao Zhe who know the rules, unspoken rules, and do things slippery.

Under normal circumstances, their ability is limited, because it is impossible to go further in surgery due to talent restrictions, and they can only be responsible for basic work.

From Zhao Zhe's grandson-like smile, Director Li can be sure that he is such a character, whether it is expression, action, or emotion, he is a kind of person.

but!

The operation just completed overturned Li Ming's cognition.

I tried to cooperate with Ji Xiang 3 times, a full 3 times, and every time I missed a little bit.

It looked like a slight loss, but Director Li knew that it was a lot worse, and he couldn't cooperate with Ji Xiang accurately at all.

I wanted to take a break before going on by myself, but I had to open my chest to solve the problem.

But Zhao Zhe didn't know when he was on the operating table. Before everyone realized it, the operation was resolved.

Is it really like what Jixiang said, just how much cooperation?

Director Li didn't think so.

He did not go to see the patients with Ji Xiang and Zhao Zhe, but squatted in the locker room "waiting for the rabbit".

After more than ten minutes, Zhao Zhe came in to change clothes.

"Doctor Zhao." Director Li greeted with a smile.

"Director Li, hello, hello, why didn't you go down?" Zhao Zhe still looked like a grandson. When facing Director Li, he bent down unconsciously, humbled to the bone, and became a part of him.

Director Li looked at Zhao Zhe and smiled wryly.

"Doctor Zhao, don't be so polite."

"I have watched your surgery video and benefited a lot. I am your unnamed disciple." Zhao Zhe said.

"what?"

"At the National Interventional Annual Conference 9 years ago, you performed a demonstration operation. I studied that operation many times, and it was wonderful!"

Director Li himself had forgotten about the demonstration operation nine years ago, and Zhao Zhe was stunned when he mentioned it.

"you……"

"I used to be a grassroots doctor in a prefecture-level city in the Northeast. Our DSA machine was almost hairy and no one knew how to use it. I was thinking about it myself, thinking about interventional surgery."

Zhao Zhe didn't see many people in front of the unfamiliar Director Li, especially since the successful operation just now kept him in a state of excitement, turned on the chatterbox attribute, and talked about his unbearable past in LY City.

His words were so dense that Director Li forgot to ask how many operations Zhao Zhe and Ji Xiang had done.

(End of this chapter)