The Godfather of Surgery

A little taller, increase the abduction angle, skip breakfast, and keep your body away from the operating bed!

Zhang Lin instructed Director Wu to raise his hand while disinfecting, his tone was like training an intern.

Preoperative skin preparation, the armpit hair has been cleaned with an electric shaver.

Zhang Lin also disinfected the armpit several times. There are many skin folds here, and it is most likely to hide bacteria.

The yellow iodine disinfectant quickly smeared the surgical area and the prescribed area around it without any dead ends.

Brother! Keep your body away, why are you so close? Raise your hand? Which school did you graduate from? Who is your tutor? Let your director send you to school to return to the furnace!

Song Zimo had already dressed and put on gloves, put his hands on the protective bag on his chest, and shouted unceremoniously.

No matter how far, it is out of reach, and it is very laborious!

Director Wu was originally short, but now he raised his hand, in order to distance himself, his posture was so twisted that he almost stood on tiptoe.

This posture is very hard, the arm is already sore, but I can't let go. When I let go, the arm falls off, the pollution is gone, and the disinfection is gone.

I just ask these buddies to hurry up so that he can be liberated.

Hold on for a while, Xiao Wu, wear sterile gloves, lift it from the elbow with a small sheet, and Zhang Lin disinfects his hands again.

Song Zimo directed Zhang Lin Xiaowu.

Some of the young doctors who were watching were eager to try to replace Director Wu.

But he didn't dare to come forward. This surgery patient is too important. The few people that Yang Ping brought don't seem to be very easy to talk to, especially this spectacle brother, who is fierce.

If you don't do it well, you will not only be scolded by the glasses brother, but also by Lao Wu at that time, and everyone will simply stand by.

Director Fu was frantic and didn't know what he was doing. He just came here now and saw Director Wu raising his hand with a painful expression.

Director! Director Fu was anxious and wanted to replace him.

Pay attention to the concept of sterility, stand away!

Director Fu hadn't approached, but was opened by Song Zimo.

Looking at Yang Ping, Su Nanchen, and Dean Xie, they were chatting hotly. They didn't know what happened just now. How did Director Wu raise his hand? This is all work done by lower-level doctors.

Dean Xie chatted, called, and went out to answer the phone.

Yang Ping saw several young doctors in the operating room. They were all acquaintances and took the initiative to say hello to everyone.

After this greeting, several young doctors boldly came over to chat a few words.

Before, I thought that Yang Ping was ignoring everyone, but I misunderstood!

When they got out of the car, they were surrounded by Dean Xie and Director Wu.

Everyone asked long and short questions, and they were very kind.

Come to Sanbo when you have time to play with me, and Xiao Wu is also there.

Okay, we'll definitely find you.

Everyone knows that Yang Ping is busy, so he doesn't bother for too long.

Yang Ping stood up and watched the progress of the operation preparations. He saw Director Wu raising his hand: What are you doing, let Director Wu raise his hand here. This is Director Wu, my former old director.

Director Wu? I'm sorry, I'm too young to see it.

Zhang Lin said with a smile, wrapped the patient's elbow with a sterile sheet and took over the limb from Director Wu's hand.

This is not too bad, what are you going to do, your boss used to be a little doctor under my hands, no big or small.

At this time, Director Wu carefully let go. This arm is really hard to lift. From the neck, along the entire upper limbs, to the fingers, he is sore and sore, and he almost lost consciousness.

If Yang Ping didn't come to make the siege, he really couldn't hold on anymore.

It doesn't matter, the team cooperates, it's all for the patient! Director Wu pretended to be generous, thinking about pinching Zhang Lin to death.

Director Fu handed him a tissue, and he wiped the sweat from his forehead, and the washcloth on his back was also wet.

Yang Ping said to Jiang Baicheng through the sterile sheet: Mr. Jiang, don't be nervous, you see, our Director Wu personally came to the stage to help you as an assistant for your operation.

This greeting is mainly to reassure the patient, meaning that the chief surgeon is about to take the stage, not moving his mouth beside him.

Director Wu, let's brush our hands and come to the stage!

Let's go, let's brush our hands.

It was Yang Ping who was good, and he didn't show any pretense at all. After all, his own person, Director Wu immediately felt a sense of intimacy for Yang Ping.

These people are usually spoiled by me. They have eyes on the top of their heads. Don't mind them, Director Wu. I'll train them well when I look back.

Yang Ping said with guilt.

It's okay, young man, don't be sensible, be a little impetuous.

Director Wu had just been sprayed several times, and felt that Yang Ping's words were like a spring breeze.

After sterilizing his hands, Zhang Lin clamped the holding forceps on the vertical sheet of the sterile table.

He wrapped a small sheet in his hand and pulled it.

Xiao Wu let go of his hand, and together with Song Zimo, he laid out the order, a one-time complete set of special orders for shoulder arthroscopy.

The bottom order and the middle order were neat and tidy. Finally, Zhang Lin Xiaowu also wore a surgical gown and spread the large order together.

Various convoluted pipelines were quickly connected, and Zhou Can helped the hospital's roving nurses connect and start the line under the stage.

The finger points all the way, the host, light source, screen, planer, and plasma knife are all turned on, and the parameters are adjusted.

After connecting the optical fiber, Song Zimo focused on the lens, checked it before surgery, and started work.

When Yang Ping came to power, Song Zimo had already completed the establishment of the pathway and the foreshadowing of the lower-level doctors.

As soon as Yang Ping arrived, Song Zimo respectfully gave up the position of the main surgeon and handed the mirror to Yang Ping. Yang Ping took the mirror and started the operation by looking at the screen. First, he performed shoulder arthroscopy.

Zhang Lin Xiaowu, we used to weave tendons. Song Zimo led them out of the way and went to the instrument table to weave tendons.

For this kind of surgery, there are too many people to stand, and two people on the stage are enough.

It is enough to add one person in charge of tendon preparation, and usually only two or three people operate on them.

There are so many of them today, especially Zhang Lin Xiaowu, who is purely looking for a sense of existence, and can be called a flying knife if he does not appear on stage.

They walked away, leaving Yang Ping and Director Wu on the stage.

Please help to pull the limbs!

Yang Ping looked at the screen and said.

Director Wu looked around and saw Yang Ping beside him, the only assistant.

Traction? Only oneself can help traction.

Oh!

Director Wu looked at Yang Ping, Yang Ping's eyes were already focused on the screen, and he ignored him at all. Director Wu had no choice but to pull his limbs.

The advantage of shoulder arthroscopic surgery in the beach chair position is that the limbs can move, which is especially suitable for this kind of complex reconstruction surgery.

The disadvantage is that the traction frame cannot be used for traction, and an assistant is needed for free-hand traction to help open the joint space. This assistant is very hard and laborious.

Director Wu, you are here, you have to cooperate with Teacher Yang, I'll go out.

Dean Xie came back after answering the phone, said hello, and left the venue temporarily.

The mirror is like a dragon in the joint space, the probe is like an extension of the finger, and the internal structure of the entire shoulder joint is carefully probed.

Surgery has a kind of beautiful enjoyment, this guy, the level is really high.

Director Wu watched Yang Ping's operation while pulling it.

When he was in the People's Hospital, Yang Ping helped him to the mirror several times, and he didn't even allow him to do simple arthroscopy. How could he be so skilled in surgery.

Su Nanchen is not complimenting him, this is really the first-class level in the country.

Director Wu is also a chief physician after all. He has worked for 20 or 30 years and has undergone several advanced studies. He still has rich clinical experience, but it is seriously lacking compared to the previous one, and slightly more than the next one.

This kid, in just half a year, has actually risen to this level. Sanbo's Han Jiangong is really amazing.

Huang Jiahui stared at the progress of the operation, ready to put on supplies at any time.

She is very familiar with the product now, such as the thread, what material, what is the molecular formula, how many strands it is made of, how much diameter, how long, and how much Newton tensile force it can withstand, which is clearer than the instructions.

With this kind of table, there are too many things to open, occupying the space of the instrument table, and the opening is less, and the rhythm cannot be kept up.

Therefore, she has to step on Yang Ping's rhythm and drive on the stage one by one.

Packing boxes and other rubbish will be put into her reusable bag and taken away after the operation. She will not leave a piece of rubbish generated by herself in the operating room.

She has also undergone strict training on how to open sterile packaging consumables, how to tear the film from that part, how to open the box, and how to ensure absolute safety after opening, to ensure that it will not be contaminated, and to quickly put it on the instrument table.

After the inspection, the subacromial shape is first performed to solve the problem of acromion impingement.

No need to speak, just stretched out his hand and rubbed it into his hand.

Su Nanchen watched from the side, no wonder she was performing an operation in Fuyi, but she couldn't keep up with the two nurses.

The tacit understanding between his sister and his cooperation is simply one.

Yang Ping never asked for equipment or looked at the equipment table since he took the stage.

Every time I reach out, I don't need to say the name of the equipment, nor what I want to do. The hand is going to be stretched here, and the equipment has begun to be handed over there. It is never too early or too late.

The hands of the chief surgeon and the instrument nurse moved almost at the same time, at the same height from the operating table. The hands and the instruments met as scheduled, point to point, and it was exactly the same, just like the two of them had practiced this operation countless times.

Su Nanchen wondered, isn't Xiao Su in the operating room? Isn't Sanbo Comprehensive Orthopedics an independent operating room? Why did she come today?

How can these two people be so skilled in surgery? How could Yang Ping take her with the flying knife when he came out?

A lot of questions, but I didn't ask them, after all, it's time for work.

If this kind of cooperation between the two is put in Attachment 1, parents will be stunned when they see it.

You don't even need to ask about the size of the drill bit, just keep doing it, you won't send the wrong instrument every time, even the size will be correct, and even in a very special step, the instrument will not go wrong.

Su Nanchen really couldn't see through this little sister. Could it be that the two of them were born—

Pull it up a bit, don't shake it! Yang Ping's tone was extremely serious and unquestionable.

This kind of powerful momentum and majesty of the main sword, only a great professor has it.

Director Wu put in more effort, the breakfast was almost exhausted.

This is very hard work. You have to keep working hard. Lift your arms and legs for only a few minutes. This traction, you can't let go without saying that the main knife will stop.

Keep your elbows low and don't interfere with my movements.

Director Wu didn't understand the meaning, let go of his hand, the position of the limbs changed immediately, and the screen vision moved a little.

Snapped! With a crisp sound, the probe hit the back of his hand.

The dense pain-sensing nerves in the metacarpal periosteum reacted immediately, with fiery stabbing pains, continuous and continuous.

Mr. Yang's surgery is very serious. We are often beaten by him, and the back of my hand is calloused.

Song Zimo came over to comfort Director Wu.

Really!

Director Wu's mouth twitched, and he forced a smile.

Old Wu, you see, the degree of acromion shaping is very important. Too much can easily lead to acromion fracture. If it is less, the symptoms cannot be eliminated. Yang Ping said kindly, and he was completely different from when he was fighting just now.

This kid is really too involved in the operation. He is a thug when he says he is a thug. With this expression, he really doesn't know that he hit himself just now?

No matter what, this operation must be completed, Jiang Baicheng is sober.

It's just that this thug is not only painful, but also loses face.

The operation continues, and the difficult operation has just begun.

Director Wu's physical strength has been a bit unsupportable.