Medical road

The wounded man’s face, full of muscles and exposed fascia, was covered in white powdered pigskin, and his smile seemed to be vaguely seen by the open blood vessels.Although the color of the oral mucosa is not as rosy as the lips, it is slightly pale, but it is better than the rotten plastic that is black and scorched.

"How sure are you?" Professor Li Hosen looked at Zhang Fan like a child seeing a lollipop.

"Uh! It's hard to say." Zhang Fan was sure there was no problem, but he didn't want to say anything now.Too tired, for almost ten hours, Zhang Fan felt for the first time that there was a difference between the actual operation and the system operation.

The light in the system is soft, and the light in reality is dazzling. It doesn't seem to make much difference for a short time. However, after the ten-hour operation, Zhang Fan left the microscope and it was obvious that his eyes were blurred.

Assistant, the assistant in the system does not need Zhang Fan to speak directly, as long as Zhang Fan's procedure is correct, no matter how fast you do it, others can help.But in reality, it is not possible. At some key points, Zhang Fan must explain, emphasize, and pay attention to the assistant's operation.

Energy, although the surgery in the system simulates reality, it is a simulation after all and consumes much less.In reality, standing for ten hours is really exhausting.

The dazzled Zhang Fan also had a palpitation at this time and overestimated himself. This kind of operation does not mean that he can persist through persistence. No wonder it is difficult to promote clinically and the doctors are too demanding.

"Doctor Zhang, sit down for a while. Drink some glucose?" Professor Yan Dehua is a clinician after all. He knew that Zhang Fan had a huge consumption, so he quickly moved the high stool under his butt.

Tsundere's professor was impressed by Zhang Fan. Although it would take eight to twelve hours to know whether rejection would occur, he knew that for such a stable operation, such a delicate operation, and such a long time, he definitely did it. Not coming down.

"Thank you. Have a drink. Don't dare to drink more, I will continue the operation." Zhang Fan said in a low tone.Dizzy, dizzy, connected together, can't run away.

Lu Shuyan is a little better. Although she didn't pass the microscope, she was really uncomfortable standing for ten hours.The empty stomach was like a kitten scratching. Now if she was given a plate of fat, she would not be sick anymore.

Coulee is completely dysfunctional, sitting on the stool swaying, after all, he is old, and long-term operation under the microscope makes Coulee feel that the house is rotating.

"Adasi, I, I can't do it anymore. I can't hold on anymore." I have never operated under a microscope for such a long time. Although the whole process is conveying things, Coulee is staring at every step of the operation. The face surgery was over, Coulee really couldn't hold on anymore.

She didn't dare to force it, it was no small matter.

"Substitution, it's okay, don't worry, all the Northwestern universities are there. Dr. Zhang, you sit and rest against the wall for a while." Professor Li Hosen said hurriedly, and then said to the tour: "Quick, come and help. ."

After all, Lu Shuyan was young, and her sore legs could still be commanded, and she slowly moved off the operating table.But Coulee was not able to do it, he was directly helped by the tour and Professor Li Housen.

After getting off the operating table, Coulee sat on the ground all of a sudden, his somewhat plump figure resembled a mass of mud, and fell from a height to the ground.

"I have a rest, I have a rest. Lie down for a while, lie down for a while. Let me lie down for a while." The fat woman persisted until now. During the operation, she was afraid that Zhang Fan would be affected. She really insisted on gritting her teeth.The two red stamps on the side of the big eyes were pressed by the microscope.

Lu Shuyan and Gu Li are close together, there is no way a woman looks reserved, just two big characters.However, no one laughs at them, the weird characters are so elegant and beautiful!

"Who will come? Be an assistant to Doctor Zhang." Professor Li Hoousen said to the outside conference room through the fixed intercom in the operating room.He is qualified to speak like this, the chief expert of allotransplantation nationwide.

In the meeting room, "I'm coming!"

"I go!"

"I'm going." Through the walkie-talkie, a lot of people stood up. Zhang Fan's stable technique is obvious to all. At this time, the assistant is no longer good, and it is time to help the place. Let alone other things, they have helped the place.

They are all big players in the northwest industry, and they are really the boss and the second.At this time, it can be regarded as a symbol of status.

"One person from the military hospital, Director Chen from the Burn Department of the Air Force, one person from the local hospital, Professor Yan Dehua from Sanchuan." Professor Li Housen directly called.

The doctor who has not been named is still a little bit disappointed, and there is no way, this line of business is like this, relying on strength to speak.

"Okay." I went to brush my hands. Without a word, Professor Yan Dehua left the operating room to brush my hands.

Zhang Fan closed his eyes and leaned against the wall, putting his hands in the pockets of the surgical gown on his chest.With a slightly long mouth, the itinerant nurse was holding glucose with a straw in the bottle, standing beside Zhang Fan, and feeding Zhang Fan. At this time, Zhang Fan really achieved the realm of kicking his legs and feeding him.

But even if you don’t dare to drink too much glucose, it’s just cheating your mouth. Sugar metabolism will produce water. If you drink too much, let’s not say anything else, you have to pee!I closed my eyes and rested for a while, and it was relieved.There are no more gold flowers in front of me, and the house no longer rotates.

Professor Li Hoousen was guarding Zhang Fan, wanting to ask something, but looking at Zhang Fan's tired posture, he couldn't open his mouth.

"How are you doing now." The leader of the Armed Police Corps was also uneasy.

"It seems to be going well." The director of the Stone Town Hospital couldn't say one, two, three.

"Hey!"

The most worrying is the relatives of the wounded.Too much torment, forget it if there is no hope, crying heartbreakingly, and then there is no more, but now there is hope, there is hope for my child.

She did not believe in gods and Buddha, kneeling down at the door of the operating room.No one will be discouraged.She is praying, praying for the gods and Buddhas all over the sky, not for wealth, but only hope that the child can survive.

Maternal love is great. This mother has been kneeling for as long as the operation has been done. Tears have dried up long ago, but the heart hanging in the air has been worrying about the child in the operating room.

"Okay?" Zhang Fan didn't open his eyes. It's not that he was arrogant, or that he didn't know how to be polite. It's that he can rest for a while now, and the subsequent surgery is still very difficult.

"Okay. The two doctors finished brushing their hands and are wearing surgical gowns." The itinerant nurse whispered.

"Okay!" Zhang Fan opened his eyes, and the eyes that had lost luster regained their energy.

"Dr. Zhang, my name is Dehua Yan, a doctor in Sanchuan Burns Department. Now I am your assistant." Professor Dehua Yan introduced himself very seriously, without a title, without a level, and respect for others.

"Dr. Zhang, my name is Chen Benqi, a doctor in the Burns Department of the Air Force. Now I am your second assistant." Professor Chen Benqi introduced himself.

"Okay, let's start. Chest transplantation." Zhang Fan nodded softly.

The breast is almost the same as the surgery on the head, but compared to the plastic surgery of the head, the breast is not so complicated. For example, the appearance can be repaired if it can be repaired, and if it can't be repaired, it will be given up and the damage will be reduced.

The skin on the chest is relatively thin, but compared to the face, there are more lymphatic vessels.The human body is truly complex, with N functions of an organ, unknown and known, and very complicated.

Step by step, repair, stitch.Zhang Fan, who was in the state of surgery, was very calm.Almost without speaking, Lao Yan in front of the microscope on the opposite side has really learned a lot.

"It's too stable. It's really a pair of golden hands!" Zhang Fan can only feel that Zhang Fan is very stable in front of the naked eye. At this time, through the microscope, Lao Yan really saw what stability is and what is precision.

There are no extra movements, and the coordination of the hands is quite harmonious, and it is almost impossible to see that the hand is his advantage.All operations are done in one step, and there will be no redundant operations.

"How did you practice it!"

Although Lao Yan marveled at Zhang Fan's operation, he is now awkward, very awkward.Zhang Fan was too alone to perform the operation. It was enough not to speak, and it could be said that it was caused by his personality.

But during the operation, Lao Yan was almost a second assistant. It was not a first-aid. There were a lot of things that were originally needed by assistants, such as pulling the adventitia of blood vessels. But Zhang Fan didn’t. strict.It can almost be said that Zhang Fan would not let Lao Yan get started without having to do anything.

Even if Lao Yan gets started, Zhang Fan will have to confess, "Slow down, don't pull, just stay in this position." How many years, how many years, burn surgery, even experts in the capital, foreign experts, are not like this. Instructed him.

"No one is perfect!" Thinking about Zhang Fan's superb tactics and thinking about his domineering character, Lao Yan was relieved, "Master, who doesn't have a temper!"

Suture microscopic lymphatic vessels, what exactly does the lymphatic system do, this thing cannot be elaborated, there are too many functions, and there are many functions that have not been studied.

For now, lymph is mainly a channel.It is not like a blood vessel. Its passage is like a national defense highway. Although it also undertakes ordinary transportation, the main thing is for defense and war.

For example, if a tumor or foreign body invades a certain place, a lot of various soldier factors in the body will quickly reach through the lymphatic channels all over the body.

This system is really like a military system. As long as it is a little bit more important, it has a node like a military station, which is the so-called lymph node.

Compared with blood vessels, lymphatic vessels are small in diameter and fragile.The suture of microlymph is quite difficult, and often many doctors can't suture it perfectly. The only way is to sew this thing directly on a relatively large vein.

The unit of blood vessel suture is mm, and the unit of lymphatic suture is um. The size can be solved. The current microscope development is also super awesome, but manual control is impossible.With such a small unit, the unconscious hand shaking under the microscope is directly an earthquake, a super earthquake.

"Pliers. Monofilament nylon. Professor Yan, take your pliers out. Leave the rest to me." The blood vessels can also be pulled by Lao Yan, and Zhang Fan directly deprived Lao Yan of his rights.

"Uh! Good." Old Yan said helplessly.Zhang Fan is too stable, and often the old Yan is shaking.He knew that his level was not up to Zhang Fan's requirements.

The lymph of 18um made Zhang Fan a flower.I can't see that it is suturing the lymph.With the tip of the needle, it passed through the lumen of lymphatic crisp skin very accurately.Four stitches, lymphatic anastomosis.Open the hemostatic clip, and the lymph is immediately unblocked.

"What a great talent!" Lao Yankong looked through the microscope with both hands in surprise and admiration. The operation can still do this, it is really long-sighted.

Although breast surgery is twice as large as facial surgery, it takes more than three hours less than facial surgery.

At the end of the chest, Zhang Fan said, "Old Liu, what are the vital signs of the wounded."

Anesthesiologist Liu Yaowen said immediately: "Stable, very stable, and the body temperature began to drop slowly."

"Okay. Prepare silicone. Professor Li, what kind of silicone?"

"Silicone, I brought it. The nurse has already gone to get it. Will you take a break?"

"Okay!" Zhang Fan didn't talk nonsense, went straight back to the original stool by the wall, and closed his eyes to rest.

It's been too long. It has been seventeen hours in a row, and Zhang Fan started to feel really tired."Give some sugar and salt water. Glucose doesn't seem to work anymore. It's better to warm it up. It's a bit cold and uncomfortable for the stomach." Zhang Fan said quietly.

"Okay!" The visiting nurse has changed twice, and Baoyin, the instrument nurse, can still insist, the big breasted girl who grew up eating meat is really good.

Lao Yan just missed it, and the old man was getting older.Surgery, once you are over fifty, you can't accept the old.It is so cruel, the time window is too short.

"Substitution, I missed it!" Lonely, extremely lonely.After seeing Zhang Fan's operation, he knew what the peak was, but he couldn't reach it in his life.

The old man, squatting with his sore and stiff old waist, wanted to straighten up, but he just couldn't.I want to walk out of the operating room with a face, but my body just doesn't work hard.

"Help!" Professor Li Hosen didn't eat much, and had no appetite at all."what do you think?"

Outside the operating room, Professor Li Hosen leaned on Professor Yan Dehua's arm and asked softly.

"It shouldn't be a big problem, great, really great. You are ready to find a way. But this kid has a bad temper and is very domineering. Haha!" As if thinking of something, the originally lost old man laughed.The smile is so happy.