Yang Ping went out to brush his hands.

Everyone was a little surprised to see that it was not Director Tan, Director Han, or Tian Yuan, but Yang Ping.

This kind of pelvic surgery, a proper fourth-level surgery, if it is not a fourth-level cap, if it can be graded upwards, then it is not an exaggeration to say that this is a five-level or sixth-level operation.

At this time, in the eyes of both parties, this operation already has a special meaning - to defend dignity!

Of course, patient safety comes first, which is the bottom line of any medical activity.

"The pelvis is widespread and severely adhesions, all scarred, and the anatomy is a mess." Dr. Jin was by Director Ouyang's side.

"He let the ruler below?" Director Bai snorted in his heart, Tuoda!

"I'm a little too impatient." is a pun, Director Ouyang is always steady and unfazed.

They all sat in the second row, and the discussion was not very easy to develop, so everyone was quiet after saying a few words and continued to watch.

The other doctors in the back were terrified when they saw this extensive adhesion, and every time the surgeon took a step of separation, his heart fluttered, and he was really shocked, this is not the limbs, it is the pelvis, it is the pelvis, and if it is not good, it will either die or be disabled.

Just now, I admired the skill and confidence of the surgeon, and envied the directors of the Second Affiliated Hospital for being so powerful, but now everyone put away the flood of admiration and began to care about how the operation would proceed.

The surgery was forced to proceed slowly.

"If you're not careful, you can hurt your blood vessels and nerves"

"There were hospitals before, and this kind of pelvic surgery with extensive adhesions, the femoral nerve has been ectopical, and the electric knife is too fast, cutting the femoral nerve, and the lawsuit has been fought for several years."

"Well, there is also a death crown buried in the scar, which is broken with a knife, and the blood vessels are retracted, and they can't get off the stage."

"Well, this isn't a joke."

"He was a little afraid to continue."

"Director Tan has to do his best to win this operation!"

"It's time for Director Tan to take the stage, right?"

"Well, if you don't go on stage, the operation will be put on hold."

It's in the viewer's nature to discuss!

Everyone whispered and looked ahead from time to time, worried about being heard by the first row. Everyone knows that Director Tan will be the director of the Department of Trauma and Orthopedics in the future, and if he is heard, he will die. Even if the stakes are so high, everyone still can't suppress their nature as spectators.

"Send such a young doctor to the stage?" Although he was wearing a mask, Tan Boyun could tell his approximate age from his eyes.

Faintly, Tan Boyun felt the sharpness of the other party, and the competition unfolded secretly. He doesn't know much about Director Han's temperament, but Tian Yuan, he knows too well, on the surface, he can gather a powerful murderous aura at any time in his heart.

Tan Boyun looked at both sides, Director Han was smiling, and his fingers were rhythmically tapping on his thighs; Tian Yuan also has a smile on his face, but this kind of smile is different, there is a knife hidden in the smile.

Sending such a young chief to the stage, I'm afraid it is not well thought out, and the judgment is insufficient, it seems that Tian Yuan is also not experienced enough in this special pelvic surgery, and lacks a deep understanding, otherwise he would not be so rash, after all, he has more than ten years of surgical experience less than himself.

Director Han believed in the countryside too much, and actually relied on him.

Look at it slowly, and in the end you have to come to power by yourself, just as a small episode, Tan Boyun thought.

The operation was effectively stranded.

Dr. Chung began to ineffectively repeat the movements, and the knife continued to move, but there was no substantial progress.

Putting down the knife, the fingers began to touch again, the eyeballs tilted upward, carefully searching for sensation; Touching for a while, in vain, I want scissors again, scissors test a few times, and I dare not continue; Then replace the scissors with a knife, and the knife shallowly symbolically cut a few times, and then start touching again, and the cycle repeats.

Always standing still, not very good.

The knife cut down carefully, the blood came out again, the gauze compressed, the electric knife burned, and it rested.

It's better to change the target and separate the femoral nerves, he has a lot of experience in battle, but the enemy is too strong, and the pelvis is widely adhesed, even if the big guy level is taken down, he will sweat.

After all, most of the experience is based on normal anatomy, this kind of extensive adhesion, in addition to the ambiguity of the anatomical level, and the position of the vascular nerve has deviated from normal, the ambiguity of the anatomy plus ectopy, so that your knife may be a nerve and blood vessel at any time.

It will also be unfamiliar to experienced doctors.

He could only wait for backup while walking, he looked up, and through the large glass window on the wall, Professor Tan did not move, still sitting in place.

Dr. Chung's mood began to fluctuate, restless, taking a deep breath, telling himself to calm down, bow his head, and continue.

"Tissue scissors!"

Tissue scissors are handed over.

"One size smaller! Are you talking to orthopedics for the first time? Doctor Zhong stared angrily, staring at Su Yixuan, the handle of the vascular forceps knocked on Su Yixuan's hand, Su Yixuan was a little aggrieved, her delicate hand was hurt through the glove, and she was so frightened that she retracted her hand, and immediately changed back to a smaller one.

Abandon the separation of the external iliac vessels, change the target, and begin to separate the femoral nerve.

The nerve seemed to separate a little more easily, and after several bleeding stops, and over and over again, the femoral nerve finally separates into a small section, along which Dr. Chung regains his confidence.

Being able to find nerves in this kind of scar is really a master, and he didn't start by scolding.

Along the exposed section of the nerve, looking backwards, the vine is touched in the hand, and the melon should not be difficult.

But Dr. Zhong was puzzled, the vine was in his hand, but he couldn't touch the melon, where did this nerve come from? Where to go? How can you not tell the difference, to the depths? Still at this level?

The normal anatomical knowledge was no longer effective, and Dr. Zhong stopped what he was doing.

"You two! Can you be more professional? Is there such a hook, the pelvis has been pulled in half by you, a little strength. ”

Song Zimo and Xiao Wu both wanted to scold their mothers.

Lao Tzu has never had such a fire-loving operation, Song Zimo bowed his head and was silent, he was silent, it was impossible to talk back to him, this was the operating table.

Xiao Wu raised his head and stared, if it weren't for the discipline of the operating table and obedience to the main knife, he would have an outbreak. If he was playing chess at this time, he would have fucking flipped the table at this time.

Indeed, if the chief surgeon has a bad personality and is short-tempered, the assistant and the nurse will be very depressed, and this is the typhoon problem on the operating table.

The main surgeon is good, the operation is funny, humorous, like a spring breeze, everyone is very relaxed.

Director Han and Tian Yuan are like this, but there are very few of them.

The typhoon is bad, scolding and scolding, the most fucked up chief knife, the operation is difficult, all kinds of complaining about the assistant, splitting the head and covering the face, mercilessly, scolding the dog's blood, making the assistant tremble, at a loss, an operation is similar to taking a shower, and there are those who are scolded to get off the stage and hide in the toilet and cry secretly.

It is said that Tan Boyun is notoriously bad tempered in Appendix 2, and once after surgery, the instrument fell to the ground, and I don't know if it was real or fake.

It seems that there is a typhoon in the operation, as well as a family style.

Take a break!

"Knives!" Dr. Chung stretched out his hand.

Pick up the knife and detach it a few times, and gently throw the knife into the center turn of the sharp.

"Change the blade!"

Su Yixuan immediately replaced the blade with a new one.

Hand it in again.

"Tissue scissors, ophthalmic scissors!" His tone was a little helpless, and he was angry.

Su Yixuan withdrew the knife and immediately prepared ophthalmic scissors, there were no ophthalmic scissors on the instrument table, and ophthalmic scissors were usually not used for this operation.

But there are single packs in the audience, ready to go.

"Open the eye scissors!" Su Yixuan called the itinerant nurse.

The itinerant nurse saw everything in her eyes just now, how dare she slack off, and immediately opened the single-pack sterilized ophthalmic scissors, and in less than ten seconds, the ophthalmic scissors have been handed over.

"Please move faster, this is not dressing up, it's surgery, why do you have to open eye scissors temporarily?"

The chief knife was very dissatisfied.

Your grandmother's, doing pelvic surgery, which hospital prepares an ophthalmic scissors in the pelvic instrument bag? You all have baby pelvic surgery, right?

Xiao Wu's anger is suffocated, discipline! Discipline does not allow provocation, and everything can only be endured in the heart. If you're offstage, slap him! Strangled him to death.

The operating table is the battlefield, the main knife is the main knife, you must obey, no matter how angry you are, wait to the side to send it, not here. Human life is at stake, as long as the chief surgeon does not suddenly become mentally ill on the stage and cuts indiscriminately with a knife, as long as the operation is safe and carried out normally, you have to obey.

Song Zimo glanced at Xiao Wu, and Xiao Wu seemed to be able to see two piles of raging flames in his pupils, the pupils of flames!

I don't know what is going on over there through the glass, I only know that the patient's vital signs are stable, and there is no bleeding in the operation area for the time being, but the operation is at an impasse and it is difficult to advance.

The scar is very hard and it is difficult to cut the scar with the delicate ophthalmic scissors, and it can barely be cut a little bit after opening and closing a few times.

Abandon the ophthalmic scissors and continue to replace them with sharp knives.

"Is this for Senior Brother Yang to get on?" Someone gently asked, spine surgery.

"It should be! Cow people! Joint Surgery's answer.

"Is it that powerful?" Someone in the general surgery department actually mixed in it, and it is estimated that they will take a break and join in the fun temporarily.

Finally, someone from the trauma orthopedic department spoke: "Our senior brother, it must be amazing!" ”

"Isn't your senior brother Song Zimo?" The buddy village of the general surgery has just been electrified.

Some people disdain this kind of hindsight: "Reordered, he is the senior brother, the second senior brother of Song Zimo." ”

Yang Ping had already washed his hands, and the automatic door opened.