The Surgeon's Studio

Chapter 777: Microsurgery from the General Surgery Department

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

At the same time that the Vascular Department’s surgery was completed, Professor Yang and Zheng Ren also cut off the eighth segment of the liver.

They used a titanium clip and a PRL line to stop the bleeding. The wound looked a little terrible.

Professor Yang looked at Zheng Ren as the Vascular Surgery Department stepped down from the stage.

“You can leave first. I’ll do the angiogram,” Zheng Ren said. “You can go on stage after the angiogram is done.”

“Boss? Is the blood vessel going to be used for the radiographic films?” Su Yun rarely showed his eagerness to try.

“No need, for cholangiography, you can do the radiographic films outside. It has to be detailed and from different angles. If there’s a problem, call Lil Fugui up. Oh right, let Lil Fugui or Xi Bao’er send up the bile duct retrograde radiographic films... Have they all gone back?

“Ask who’s here and send one up,” Zheng Ren instructed calmly, as if he had ordered an appendectomy during ward rounds.

“There are plenty of catheters. I’ll make a call right away, but Lil Fugui doesn’t need to help.” Su Yun tore off the sterile clothes on his body. “Not only have you improved, I don’t think Lil Fugui’s current level can catch up to mine.”

Zheng Ren smiled. Was that so? If that was true, that would be great.

Su Yun had indeed improved, but Zheng Ren estimated that his level and Professor Rudolf Wagner’s level should be about the same.

It was indeed enough to have him around, if he had the confidence.

“Yiren, you go down first in a while. Come up again after I take an angiogram,” Zheng Ren said.

Xie Yiren nodded without hesitation. At the operating table, Zheng Ren was the king. No matter what he said, no matter how strange and bizarre it was, they had to obey.

The professors who were gathered behind were a little absent-minded. In 912, what surgery had they not seen? However, they had not seen the choledochography and autologous liver transplantation during the liver hydatidosis surgery.

If Chief Zheng wanted to anastomose the capillaries, was it because he was skilled and bold, or was it because he was ignorant and fearless?

No one was stupid enough to stand up and question Zheng Ren at this time, but everyone, except for Su Yun and Xie Yiren, had countless questions.

Zheng Ren tore off the sterile clothes and went to wash his hands again.

Everyone knew that he was going to wear lead clothes.

The people in the stands behind silently made way for Zheng Ren. Before it was time to step on the line, no one wanted to leave so early.

What if...what if the surgery was successful? This was a particularly awesome surgery. It was enough to brag about for a lifetime.

Zheng Ren came to the place where he washed his hands; he took out the lead jacket and a black box from the System space.

In the box was the microscope used by the Department of Neurosurgery that he had exchanged for when he was researching the surgery.

The multiplier was 20. There was nothing special about it.

The magnification of a neurosurgery microscope was usually 4 to 20. The exact magnification was related to the habits of the operator and had nothing to do with the surgical skills.

Originally, he could just borrow one from the Department of Neurosurgery. However, Zheng Ren had to use it frequently when he was operating in the operating theater of the System. It was not expensive when he saw it in the shop, so he bought one directly.

He was afraid that the one he borrowed would not work well and that he would have to get used to the microscope.

Moreover, this kind of common microscope was casual, and he was not afraid of losing it. It was completely different from the energy conversion lead clothing.

The System actually sold such equipment without any additional attributes. Zheng Ren expressed his disdain.

“Chairman Dong, do me a favor!” Zheng Ren put on the lead clothing and shouted as he washed his hands.

“Ah?” Dong Jia was stunned for a moment before he immediately ran over.

“This is a microscope. After the imaging is done, help me put it on,” Zheng Ren said as he gestured with his mouth.

“...” Dong Jia was dumbfounded.

Since when did the General Surgery Department use a microscope! Although it was said that there was a use for a microscope when it came to autologous liver transplantation, very few people did it.

Was what Chief Zheng said necessary?!

“Absorbable thread, the thinnest kind. Help me get some. Be quick, I’ll have to trouble you.” Zheng Ren finished scrubbing his hands and held them flat in front of his chest.

“Oh, okay.” Dong Jia was stunned for a moment. He immediately held the box of the microscope, turned around, and ran out.

There was going to be an x-ray. Although Dong Jia really wanted to see the whole process, he did not have the chance. If he did not run the errands at this time, who else would go?

“Su Yun, have the catheters been delivered?” Zheng Ren returned to the operating theater and shouted loudly.

“They’re here. I’ll send them to the stage for you later.” Su Yun sat outside and fiddled with the machines in the operating room of the hybrid operating table.

“Are you used to using the machines?”

“It’s the same. There’s nothing to be used to,” Su Yun said casually.

Zheng Ren nodded and put on his clothes.

He stood directly in the position of the surgeon and reached out his hand. Hemostatic forceps were slapped in his hand.

After the duodenal bulb was free, Zheng Ren did a puncture and inserted the tube into it.

If it was an ordinary patient, he would need to perform a percutaneous liver puncture and then do an x-ray. However, now that the patient had already opened his abdomen, there was no need for that. It was enough to directly insert the x-ray tube into the duodenum. The whole process could be done.

This was the first time Zheng Ren had done this in the real world.

However, for him, whose skill tree was nearing its prime, this was just a small operation that was not worth mentioning.

After preparing everything and connecting the high-pressure injector, Zheng Ren let Xie Yiren go to the operating room.

The audience behind him also quickly left the operating room and stood in the corridor waiting. The operating theater was where the assistant avoided the line. Other than Su Yun cutting the film, no one went to the operating theater without exposing their eyes.

The airtight lead door slowly closed. Zheng Ren began to step on the line and press the button for the high-pressure injector at the same time.

He looked up and saw the structure of the patient’s liver tube on the opposite screen.

Zheng Ren narrowed his eyes and stared at the screen. He did not want to miss the details of each frame.

In the operating theater, he made the radiographic films himself and then sutured the bile duct.

Other than Zheng Ren, there was not even a scrub nurse there. After he came out, with Xie Yiren and Su Yun around, Zheng Ren did not have to go through so much trouble.

In less than a minute, Zheng Ren stopped stepping on the line and opened the air-tight lead door.

Xie Yiren put her hands in her pockets and was the first to walk in.

The circulating nurse placed a sterile surgical bag from the Trauma Department. The medical supplies inside were a few sizes smaller than those in the General Surgery Department. It looked like a children’s toy.

Dong Jia came in and put on a microscope for Zheng Ren.

Zheng Ren closed his eyes and got used to it. He glanced at Xie Yiren.

Xie Yiren nodded, indicating that she could do it. Then, she began to prepare the needle and thread.

She reached out her hand and patted the small pliers on her palm. Zheng Ren handed them over to his left hand. In his right hand, a needle holder and a particularly thin needle were put in.

The needle and thread were one. There was no need to put the thread through the eye of the needle.

Otherwise, with such a thin eye of the needle, even if Xie Yiren was clever, she would not be able to complete it in one go.

Professor Yang followed Xie Yiren in. He did not try to stand in the position of the surgeon. Instead, he stood directly in front of Zheng Ren. Seeing Zheng Ren put on the microscope, Professor Yang sighed.

This kind of surgery did not need an assistant.

The surgical field was so small that even the surgeon had to wear a microscope. There was no room for an assistant in the operation.

Why did he come up here? At this moment, Professor Yang felt that he was very unnecessary.