Fujiwara was lying on a hospital bed, surrounded by medical equipment.

The strongest medical technology in Japan allowed him to persist for more than a month, and there is no need to hesitate to apply any expensive drugs and medical equipment in this intensive care unit, as long as it is useful, tens of millions, hundreds of millions.

The nurse has already helped Fujiwara Tani prepare his skin, shaved his hair and cleaned his scalp with disinfectant.

Masao Fujiwara carefully examined his scalp and found no damage.

The results of the latest blood draw appeared on the data screen at the bedside, and the coagulation function improved slightly, indicating that the effect of the treatment measures was very slow, and this improvement was meaningless for surgery.

"I should have asked Dr. Yang to do the surgery earlier."

Fujiwara Masao blamed himself a little.

Miyuki comforted her brother: "At that time, the entire Todai Hospital was against you, and even if you wanted to, you couldn't do it." ”

"If you have anything to say, tell your uncle now."

Although he was unconscious, he still had a heartbeat, and he was breathing, and he was alive.

Miyuki shook her head persistently: "No, I want to wait for my uncle to wake up, I believe in Dr. Yang, he will definitely do it, he is a man on top of the world." ”

"I wish I could be like you, with a hint of naïve fantasy in my heart." Masao Fujiwara sighed.

Miyuki insisted: "When I was in China, before every operation, I could always see the confidence in his eyes, like a burning flame, and this time too, I saw that the fire of confidence in his eyes was always there, not extinguished." ”

Love blinds people's minds and eyes, and it seems that there is nothing wrong with that.

Simple sister, just let her stick to her own opinion, this may not be a bad thing.

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Professor Liang, Professor Su, Professor Qin and others changed their itinerary and decided to wait for Yang Ping to finish the operation before leaving.

Ning Qi has prepared a special plane to send all the Chinese doctors back to China, so that everyone does not have to catch a plane and can leave whenever they want.

Although they didn't know who the target of the operation was, they knew that it was Yang Ping's chief surgeon, and that it was definitely not a simple operation that Dongda Hospital attached so much importance to.

They still remember Yang Ping's first day of surgery, and as long as they were not in a hurry, they all stayed.

Because of Fujiwara Tani's special status, this operation was not publicized, but it was only known to professors at Todai Hospital.

Even so, there have been huge waves.

It was destined to be a sleepless night.

The conference room where the meeting took place in the past two days was still very lively.

Professors from Tokyo University Hospital will observe the surgery here, and the doctors from all over the world will return to this conference room along with Chinese doctors and Japanese doctors.

The conference room has already gathered a lot of people.

The two old professors, Ito and Ikeda, had been sitting at the meeting for a long time, and it was not easy.

Doctors from all over the world confirmed their judgment and began to sit at the venue and wait.

Ito and Ikeda constantly looked at their watches, calculating how long it was until surgery.

Young Dr. Yang, how exactly did you complete this surgery?

The University of Tokyo's digital human simulation technology has been accumulated for more than 40 years and consumes a lot of human and financial resources.

"Where is Dr. Yang now?"

Ikeda inquired with Mitsui, and Mitsui and Sasaki were entrusted with the hospitality by Fujiwara.

"It is said that I still sleep in the hotel!"

This is the news that Mitsui just got.

For such a major operation, the chief surgeon, Dr. Yang, is actually sleeping, is this a broken jar, or is he really confident?

Ikeda was taken aback, and Ito was surprised.

Dr. Yang is such a strange person!

In this kind of scene, can you still sleep? Can you fall asleep?

Usually doing ordinary fracture surgery and oral aspirin before surgery will make the surgeon highly nervous, and now he can still sleep with this terrible coagulation dysfunction.

Todai Hospital is the ceiling of Japan's medical profession and one of the top in the world.

Juntendo, in Japan, is equivalent to China's Concord.

Now the top professors of these two hospitals are all dazed by Yang Ping.

Several leading professors at the University of Tokyo in charge of the digital human project also quietly arrived at the venue, and if this operation is really successfully completed, then their models and algorithms may have to be reversed.

Simulate 10,000 times, zero success rate, no doctor can succeed.

"You said that the simulation technology of the University of Tokyo is not really like what Dr. Yang said, it is rotten copper and rotten iron."

"I don't think so, but Dr. Yang said yes, I'm afraid it's not far from rotten copper and rotten iron."

"You said that this Dr. Yang is getting more and more weird, Dongda has simulated it 10,000 times, all with one result, the patient died during the operation, and he still has to go on stage, why can't I understand him."

"When will we get it? It's not the first time we've encountered this kind of thing, which time is not opening our brains, remember it in the United States, right? ”

"Yes, let's watch it, just watch a movie."

Huang Jiacai and Lao Cheng chatted while eating the snacks prepared at the venue, which was very comfortable.

The two of them were not polite, one of them served a large plate, all kinds of snacks were piled up, and they ate with relish.

Sitting next to him happened to be several professors of the University of Tokyo, one of whom actually knew Chinese, and heard the two of them say that the simulation technology of the University of Tokyo was rotten copper and iron, and their faces turned green.

I want to debate a few sentences, but I don't have the language organized.

The simulation technology of the University of Tokyo is rotten copper, do they have better technology?

The professor stared at Lao Cheng as if he was going to fight.

Lao Cheng felt that his expression was wrong, he was a Japanese, and he didn't know him, and then looked at the plate in his hand, and the snack he had just stuffed in his mouth.

"The Japanese aren't so stingy, are they? It's just a little bit of a snack, and it's like a fight. ”

The fork in Lao Cheng's hand happened to fork the steak quickly, and he was embarrassed to send it to his mouth.

"There's still one over there, don't worry, there's enough! Enough! Lao Cheng said in some Japanese.

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The head nurse and the head of the anesthesiology department of the operating department of Dongdai Hospital were on duty personally, but the Chinese team took over all the patient's surgeries, and they could only provide peripheral support.

The elite forces in the operating room were also left to work overtime and be on call at any time.

President Fujiwara of the intensive care ward, that's an important person!

Yang Ping woke up, escorted by Takahashi, to the operating room of Todai Hospital, he changed into a hand washcoat, put on a mask and hat, and did not rush into the operating room, but stayed in the locker room to rest.

His calmness and composure were extraordinary.

Even Takahashi was very anxious, no matter how difficult the surgery is, it is usually an operation under the indications, but today's operation, coagulation dysfunction, will not be able to control the bleeding, the situation is completely different.

Song Zimo knew that Yang Ping had arrived at the locker room and returned to the locker room to meet Yang Ping.

"Once you are in a position, send someone to call me, I want to check the head retainer, starting from the peeling, I will operate it."

"Understood!"

Song Zimo received the order, he understood that the most lethal threat to this operation was to stop bleeding, and if a bleeding point was not sealed, it was equivalent to death.

In normal surgery, some small bleeding points can be stopped by the body's self-coagulation function.

Once the coagulation function is impaired and the clotting time is prolonged, these small bleeding points can only be stopped manually by the doctor.

Surgery for the medulla oblongata and upper cervical cord has almost zero tolerance for bleeding.

He didn't know how Yang Ping would complete this terrifying operation, but he believed that Yang Ping would be able to complete it.

Because, Yang Ping never seems to do things that he is not sure of, never pushes patients into danger, never harms the interests of patients, and never operates for the sake of surgery.

If there is no certain winning rate, Yang Ping will definitely choose conservative treatment, and conservative treatment can live longer.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Fujiwara Tanio was pushed into the operating room, and Fujiwara Masao and Miyuki were always with him.

This patient, who has been discussed and discussed by countless top professors and has been afraid to operate, is finally going to the operating table.

After anesthesia, lie on your stomach and lie naked on the operating table, with your head firmly held in place by a retainer.

"The blood clotting function is still like this!"

The test report of entering the operating room to draw blood to check the coagulation function has been released and is displayed on the screen in the operating room.

"Don't disinfect it yet, Dr. Yang should check the state of the head fixation."

Song Zimo commanded the team's coordination.

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On the huge screen, two shots were played, one was the view of the operation area and the other was the panoramic view of the operating room.

Regardless of success or failure, the Japanese used 360-degree photography without blind spots, and they wanted to record the classics, not miss a single detail, and then study and study.

The whole venue was more tense than watching the most exciting blockbuster, and although there was no music, they could feel the rhythm.

The door of the operating room opened, and Yang Ping, who was wearing a hand washcoat, walked in, with his head held high, his confidence was extraordinary, and his whole temperament was not frustrated.

"Dr. Yang!"

The people in the entire operating room greeted Yang Ping.

Yang Ping just nodded lightly.

He walked to the screen, carefully browsed the images, and then adjusted the head fixator by himself, every screw was done by himself, and with the assistance of Song Zimo and Xu Zhiliang, he made the most rigorous mediation of the head fixation posture until he was satisfied.

He should try to make the patient's position and head fixed angle exactly the same as the system space training.

"This operation is special, during the whole operation, you are responsible for pulling the hook, without my order, you can't have any other actions, don't ask questions, and talk about all questions after the operation."

Yang Ping explained to Song Zimo and Xu Zhiliang in advance, and also told everyone in the operating room.

Because any disturbing movements will disrupt their rhythm and make the memory of the brain and muscles play out of order.

"No matter how it bleeds, you don't have to worry, don't pay attention, the hook follows my rhythm, you know."

Song Zimo fully understood that they were only responsible for pulling the hook, and Yang Ping had to operate the entire operation alone.

Moreover, the hook should follow his operation, and the place where he finished stopping bleeding, the hook will come in gently, and the place where the bleeding will be stopped, the hook should be loosened to make room.

"I'm in charge of changing the hook, you're only in charge of fixing the hook."

Song Zimo and Xu Zhiliang agreed.

They have a very tacit understanding of cooperation, Ning Yu's operation, the key step is like this, Yang Ping operates the operation alone, Song Zimo adjusts the hook, Xu Zhiliang takes over the maintenance, Song Zimo immediately adjusts the other hook, and so on.

"Equipment!"

Yang Ping glanced at the sterile instrument table.

"Ready!"

Xiao Su had already placed the instruments neatly, and 24 bipolar electrocoagulations were placed on the operating table, which were set up by a small special stent, and the tips were suspended in the air.

"Every time I report the number, it is the bipolar electrocoagulation model that I will use immediately."

"Understood!"

Xiao Su is ready.

"Hand sanitize!"

Yang Ping's words were like an order, and Song Zimo and Xu Zhiliang immediately went to wash their hands.

For this operation, Todai Hospital signed an exemption clause, so Daisuke Komori and Yoritaa Matsui did not need to go on stage, but only prepared offstage.

Masao Fujiwara and Miyuki stayed at the operation and accompanied the whole process of the operation.

"Please, Dr. Yang!"

Miyuki bowed to Yang Ping again.

"Don't worry, trust me!"

Yang Ping didn't know how to comfort people, so he had to say this.

Miyuki nodded, looking at Yang Ping with complicated eyes.

Song Zimo and Xu Zhiliang washed their hands and came back and began to disinfect.

Takahashi moved the stool for Yang Ping to sit on, and Yang Ping sat on the stool, closed his eyes and recuperated, completing the last simulation.