The Godfather of Surgery

The atmosphere of the entire venue also began to cool down, and I could almost feel the cold in the air.

Three minutes, within three minutes of such a dangerous and delicate operation.

how is this possible!

impossible!

Darkness, whirlpools, strong winds, and torrential rains are finally here.

Ikeda took a nitroglycerin from his pocket, threw it into his mouth, and put it under his tongue.

Relieve coronary contraction caused by tension, expand the coronary artery of the heart, increase the oxygen supply of the heart, and prevent any danger that may occur at any time.

I'm getting older and can't stand such a blow.

The heart rate has dropped to single digits, and there is no possibility of rescue. Either walk over or die on the operating table.

Time is measured in seconds.

Everyone can hear the ticking sound in their hearts. This sound is like a reminder, which makes people very uncomfortable.

The numbers on the monitor screen kept dropping.

Professor Liang took out a tissue and pressed it on his forehead.

Professor Su and Professor Qin looked solemn and stopped talking in a low voice.

They can't wait to rush into the operating room to help. It's just an impulse in a crisis situation. In fact, they can't help at all.

8 times!

Fatty Liang swallowed a mouthful of saliva and reported the declining number.

7 times!

It is still falling, and if it drops to zero, it means the surgery has failed.

6 times!

6 times he dared to operate, Komori and Mitsui felt like they were on pins and needles, the pores of the whole body opened, and sweating involuntarily.

The Japanese traveling nurses came over from time to time to wipe the sweat for the two of them. Although they did not actually come to the stage, they had already washed their hands and dressed to protect their sterility.

6 times for less than ten seconds, and the jump became 5 times.

The laser knife operates on the edge of the life center, and the movements are bold and delicate, without even a single test, and directly enter the most dangerous area.

4 times!

The alarm sound of the monitor didi sounded again for some reason, and Fatty Liang pressed the alarm.

This time, Fatty Liang also felt a thump in his heart, and his voice was a little hoarse. The last time he completed the operation only 6 times.

Now it has dropped to 4 times and the operation is still in the danger zone.

There are two minutes left, but maybe not, it all depends on how fast the heart rate drops.

A heartbeat of 4 beats per minute is not much different from cardiac arrest.

Death will start in the brain tissue and then spread to other tissues and organs.

Xu Zhiliang also began to worry, but he had to keep his post, and the nerve retractor in his hand remained motionless.

Only Song Zimo was still as calm as Yang Ping.

Xiao Su's eyes also turned to the screen, and when she heard the heart rate reported by Fatty Liang, she believed that Yang Ping must have done it.

Tumor dissociation is very slow, and this step must be slow, gentle and slow to minimize interference.

The laser knife really does not come into contact with the tissue, eliminating mechanical pressure and friction, otherwise, the operation will not be able to continue at all.

3 times---

Fatty Liang was extremely reluctant to see this number, but it still appeared.

Dr. Yang can do it, can do it!

Fatty Liang told himself in his heart.

But only 3 times!

At this rate of whereabouts, there is no time, no more time!

Operation?

Are you going to fail?

With only 3 heart rates and 2 minutes remaining, the surgery was impossible.

When Takahashi realized something, he felt very uncomfortable.

Because this is the first time he has seen Yang Ping challenge Miracle and fail.

There is almost no suspense about failure.

The myth of Yang Ping's invincibility was broken in his heart.

Before, Yang Ping was a god-like existence in his heart, and it was impossible to fail.

But soon, Takahashi calmed down.

Being able to achieve this step is already the world's number one, but Takahashi still feels that something is missing.

——

Masao Fujiwara sat up straight and remained silent.

Soon 2, then 1, and finally down to zero.

The separation of the dead zone is only halfway through.

No one could complete the rest of the operation under such intense pressure, not to mention two minutes, and twenty minutes to complete.

At this time, it was like the huge hydraulic press was constantly pressing down, the space was shrinking, the people in the middle had shrunk into a ball, there was no living space, and all that was waiting was smashed to pieces.

There was no time or space, and Yang Ping was cornered.

Still failed!

Even if he failed, Fujiwara Masao was shocked by Yang Ping's surgery, which was the highest level in the world.

It is a pity that Dr. Yang is also a human being, and there are limits to being human.

Prof. Liang, Prof. Su, and Prof. Qin were silent and regretful, but at the same time they felt proud. Young people are not afraid of difficulties and bravely climb the peak. Even if they fail, what is it? Medicine is to move forward with difficulties.

Even, Professor Su remembered that at this time, he personally sent a text message to encourage Yang Ping, and when the operation was over, he could see the text message.

Half done.

Yes!

Brave boy.

Su Nanchen, Lao Cheng, and this group of young doctors were very moved by Yang Ping's almost tragic calmness at the end.

Because until now, the laser knife in the infusion has not stopped, not panicked, and has maintained its consistent fineness.

Throughout the venue, the atmosphere dropped to freezing point, and the air seemed to freeze.

There was a small whisper just now, but now there is no sound, and a drop of a needle can be heard.

This is everyone's respect for the master knife.

Because everyone can see that there is no hope for the operation, but the chief surgeon still makes his last effort.

This is a noble professionalism!

Don't give up until the end!

——

I'm afraid he won't be able to make it this time? Ito was silent for a long time before finally speaking.

Ikeda unbuttoned another button and tugged at the collar, which was much more comfortable.

Is there any nitroglycerin? Ito asked Ikeda.

Ikeda took out a bottle from his pocket and handed it to Ito. Ito took it, glanced at the bottle, opened it, took out a piece, and put it under his tongue.

The tip of the knife on the video has not changed in the slightest under such pressure that it will fall, and it is still stable. This calmness is unparalleled.

However, Ito looked more and more wrong.

He wanted to stand up, but his knees wouldn't allow it.

Teacher! Matsui supported him, he waved his hand again, and stood up stubbornly, hoping that he could see more clearly.

In his later years, Ito devoted all his energy to the research of this kind of upper cervical spinal cord and medulla oblongata tumor, but there has been no breakthrough.

His students Matsui and Kobayashi continued his research and kept going.

Therefore, compared with other doctors at the venue, Ito has studied this type of cases more deeply. It can be said that this is his specialty.

Teacher! Matsui saw that Ito's expression was wrong, and wanted to help him again, but was rejected again.

Ito's lips trembled, his facial muscles twitched, and his eyes sparkled.

He's reached Ralph Drew with One Piece at his feet!

While saying this, Ito slapped Ikeda hard.

What did you say?

Ikeda immediately stood up, narrowed his eyes, tried his best to focus, and followed Ito's fingers.

Look at the tip of his knife, and the coagulation, he controls the situation, he controls the situation, he controls the situation!

Like a madman, Ito was vague, crying, and laughing.

As if under the guidance of Ito, Ikeda saw the problem and put his arms around him: My God, he is in control of the situation!

The problems that Ito had not solved in his whole life, now this young man has solved it.

teacher!

Matsui didn't understand the abnormal behavior of the two old professors, and hoped that they could sit down and take a good look.

Fujiwara also went to help Ikeda.

This operation should be watched from a standing position to show respect for the chief surgeon!

Ito said that because Yang Ping solved a medical problem, he had thoroughly figured out the anatomy of the medulla oblongata and upper cervical spinal cord.

Based on this knowledge point of Yang Ping, the operation of the upper cervical spinal cord and the medulla oblongata will usher in a leap-forward development in the future.

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2!

The heartbeat was finally detected on the screen.

Twice a minute, close to asystole.

Then the heart stopped again.

Whether it can still pulsate is unknown.

No heartbeat anymore?

The roving nurse in Japan covered her mouth and said softly.

Komori and Mitsui have also been paying attention to the numbers on the monitoring screen, and he is not sure if there are any.

Maybe one more time, maybe not.

Don't worry, still alive, hibernating!

Yang Ping finally spoke, with a relaxed tone, without the slightest bit of nervousness.

The tip of the knife was still as slow, and the countdown began in the last tens of seconds.

Suddenly, the tip of the microscopic nerve dissector shifted position, and the tissue that had just been gently compressed by it rebounded slightly due to its elasticity.

At the new position, the blade tip began to separate rapidly, almost dozens of times faster than before.

The tip of the laser blade on the screen is getting faster and faster, just like this operation has been done thousands of times, and the proficiency revealed by each action is simply natural.

Everyone hasn't reacted yet, and they are all immersed in high tension.

I thought there would never be a heartbeat again.

The entire tumor, including two small ones, was completely cut out. A wet gauze was placed in the curved plate that Xiao Su was waiting for in advance, and Yang Ping placed the tumor on the gauze.

In fact, it is just a little bit. The entire medulla oblongata and upper cervical spinal cord are no larger than a thumb. How big is the tumor removed from the inside.

Microscopic hemostasis again, with the nerve retractor gently withdrawn.

Finally, a heartbeat number appeared on the screen.

1!

2!

3! ——

Climb slowly.

The patient's heart did not stop, really did not stop, just on the verge of asystole.

He succeeded!

Ito couldn't help shedding tears, looked at the screen with mixed emotions, stretched out his hand, and then clapped stiffly.

Yang Ping's anatomical knowledge is completely beyond all current research. He has mastered the rhythm of each step, and he knows what will happen at which step.

He knew that as long as the microscopic nerve dissector did not loosen and put a certain pressure on the nerve nucleus, the heart rate could be maintained at the edge and would not collapse.

When crossing the most dangerous area, he knew that he could speed up at this point.

And the nerve nucleus has adapted to the new pressure, and then withdrawing the stripper at this time, all dangers have been passed.

Amazing!

The research is too deep!

Ikeda followed with applause, and then the applause from the audience immediately sounded.

It was so sudden, including Fujiwara, that the operation was coming to an end without seeing it clearly.

Now the heart rate displayed on the screen has reached 40, 50, and soon entered the normal range, 65 beats/min.

bow!

Ito and Ikeda bow to the screen!

All Japanese doctors followed and bowed, which was a sincere adoration for the strong.

——

Zhang Lin Xiaowu, come to the stage and sew the skin!

Mitsui and Komori are still in a trance, and the surgery has entered the stage of suture.

Hearing the call from here, Zhang Lin Xiaowu immediately became excited, but he didn't expect that there would be a chance to sew the skin.

Mr. Zhang, can we -- can we go and cut the thread?

Daisuke Komori couldn't straighten his waist, so he asked cautiously.

Zhang Lin saw that they were quite honest, so he nodded: Come on stage!

Mitsui also followed Komori to get up to help, and the four of them sewed leather and trimmed threads together.

It is an honor to be able to perform this operation, even if the thread is cut, and this will be recorded in history.

Dr. Yang—

After the skin was stitched, Daisuke Komori wanted to ask Yang Ping for some specific details about the operation.

Mitsui also had the same meaning. I was a little confused just now, and I didn't understand many steps.

Yang Ping was taking off his surgical gown and said to Takahashi, who was helping to untie the back strap, Tell them about it when you have time.

Yang Ping himself has no time to explain to everyone, unless it is a lecture, in private, he can only have time to explain to a few doctors close to him, such as Song Zimo, Xu Zhiliang, and Takahashi.

OK!

Takahashi answered proudly.

I thought the operation was doomed to fail, but I didn't expect it to be successful.

Komori and Mitsui felt that they were boring, and they ignored them and only recognized Takahashi.

Takahashi can keep up with such a god, who can compare his status in Dongda Hospital in the future? No wonder that in front of Yang Ping, Takahashi entered the operating room like a grandson, and even put his slippers on the ground to help Yang Ping put on.

Now Komori and Mitsui finally understand what's going on, but it seems a little late.

Dr. Yang, hard work!

Baking Soda made a gesture and smiled to celebrate the success of Yang Ping's surgery, Yang Ping's surgery was successful, she was happier than anyone.

Nurse Su has also worked hard.

Yang Ping's eyes were full of admiration.

Serve the people!

Xiao Su replied playfully.

When the two Japanese nurses saw this scene, they didn't know the relationship between Xiao Su and Yang Ping, but they also imitated Xiao Su to greet Yang Ping, hoping to get that admiring look.

But obviously the same action, Yang Ping just responded lightly, there is no love in his eyes.

The two Japanese nurses were somewhat at a loss as to why.

Clearly racist!