Chapter 370: Dazzled

Chapter 370: Dazzling
The injured man's exposed face with muscles and fascia was covered with white pig's skin, and the unobstructed blood vessels faintly seemed to see his smile. Although the color of the oral mucosa is not as rosy and slightly pale as that of the lips, it is better than black, scorched rotten plastic.
"How confident are you?" Professor Li Housen looked like Zhang Leng, staring at Zhang Fan without blinking.
"Eh! It's hard to say." Zhang Fan was sure there was no problem, but he didn't want to say anything now. Too tired, almost ten hours, Zhang Fan felt for the first time that there is a difference between surgery in the real world and surgery in the system.
The light in the system is soft, and the light in the reality is dazzling. It may not seem to be a big difference in a short time, but after ten hours of surgery, Zhang Fan left the microscope, and there was obvious flowering in front of his eyes.
Assistant, the assistant in the system does not need Zhang Fan to speak directly, as long as Zhang Fan's surgery steps are correct, no matter how fast you do, people can assist. But in reality, it doesn't work. At some key points, Zhang Fan must explain, emphasizing, and paying attention to the operation of the assistant.
Energy, although the surgery in the system simulates reality, after all, it is simulation, and the consumption is still much less. In reality, standing for up to ten hours is really costly.
The dazzling Zhang Fan also had a dim sum at this time, overestimating himself. This operation is not to say that it can be persisted, no wonder it is difficult to promote clinically, and the requirements for doctors are too high.
"Doctor Zhang, sit down for a while. Would you like some glucose?" Professor Yan Dehua was a clinician after all. At a glance, Zhang Fan knew that the consumption was huge, and he quickly moved the high stool under his buttocks.
Professor Aojiao was convinced by Zhang Fan. Although it takes eight to twelve hours to know whether rejection will occur, he knows that such a stable operation, such a delicate operation, and such a long time, he absolutely does Not coming down.
"Thank you. Have a drink. Don't dare drink more, and then continue with the operation." Zhang Fan said in a low tone. Dizzy, head dizzy, connected together, can not run away.
Lu Shuyan is slightly better. Although she did not pass through the microscope, she still felt uncomfortable standing for ten hours. The empty stomach is like a kitten scratching. If she were given a plate of fat now, she would not feel sick.
Guli is completely dead, sitting on a stool and shaking, after all, he is old, and the operation under the microscope for a long time makes Guli feel that the house is rotating.
"Adassi, I, I can't do it anymore. I can't hold it anymore." It has never been operated under a microscope for such a long time. Although the whole process is to pass things or something, Guli was staring at each step of the operation, finally Facial surgery is over, Guli really can't hold it.
She didn't dare to stand up, it was not a trivial matter.
"Substitution, it's okay, rest assured, Danana is all over the northwest. Dr. Zhang, you first sit against the wall and rest a bit." Professor Li Housen hurriedly said, and said to the tour, "Come, help me . "
After all, Lu Shuyan was young, and her sour legs were able to command, slowly moving off the operating table. Guli could not. It was directly supported by the tour and Professor Li Housen.
After leaving the operating table, Guli sat on the ground all of a sudden. His body was a bit plump and fell from a high place to the ground.
"I take a break, I take a break. Lie for a while, lie for a while. Let me lie for a while." The fat woman persisted until now. She was afraid that it would affect Zhang Fan during the operation. There are two red marks next to the big eyes, which were pressed by the microscope.
Lu Shuyan and Guli leaned together. Wherever a woman was held hostage, it was two big characters. However, no one laughed at them, so weird characters were so elegant and beautiful!
"Who's here? Be an assistant to Dr. Zhang." Professor Li Hosen said to the outside conference room through the fixed intercom in the operating room. He is the chief expert of allogeneic transplantation nationwide.
In the conference room, "I'm coming!"
"I go!"
"I'm on." Many people stood up through the walkie-talkie. Everybody knew Zhang Fan's stable method. At this time, the assistant was not working. He had to help the place, not to talk about other people.
They are all big names in the Northwest industry. At this time, it can be regarded as a status symbol. Who can not get on?
"There was one person in the military hospital, Director Chen in the Burn Department of the Air Force, and one person in the local hospital, Professor Yan Dehua of Sanchuan." Professor Li Housen directly named.
The doctor who was not named was still a little lost in his heart. There was no way. This line was just like this, relying on strength to speak.
"Okay." I went to brush my hands. Professor Yan Dehua said nothing and brushed his hands when he left the operating room.
Zhang Fan closed her eyes and leaned against the wall with her hands in the pockets of her surgical gown. With a long mouth, the itinerant nurse was holding glucose, a straw was inserted into the bottle, standing next to Zhang Fan, and feeding Zhang Fan to drink. At this time, Zhang Fan really did both legs and kicks, and the state of feeding people.
But even if you do n’t dare to drink too much glucose, you lie to your mouth. Sugar metabolism will produce water. If you drink too much, the others will pee! Take a break and close your eyes for a while. No more golden flowers in front of me, and the house no longer spins.
Professor Li Housen stayed beside Zhang Fan and wanted to say something, but looking at Zhang Fan's tired posture, he couldn't open his mouth.
"How is it now." The leader of the Armed Police Corps was also upset.
"It seems to be going well." The director of Stone Town Hospital couldn't say one or two or three.
"Hey!"
The most worrying is the relatives of the wounded. It's too hard, even if there is no hope, crying heartbreaking, and then there is no more, but now there is hope, and their children still have hope.
She did not believe in the gods and Buddha, and fell to the door of the operating room. No one can discourage them. She is praying, praying for the gods and gods in the sky, not for riches, but only for the children to survive.
Maternal love is great. As long as the operation is done, the mother has been kneeling for a long time. Tears have dried up long ago, but the heart hanging in the air has been worried about the children in the operating room.
"Alright?" Zhang Fan didn't open his eyes. It wasn't that he was holding a shelf or that he didn't understand politeness, but that he could rest for a while now, and the operation was very difficult.
"Okay. The two doctors finished brushing their hands and were wearing surgical gowns." The visiting nurse whispered.
"Okay!" Zhang Fan opened his eyes, his tarnished eyes recovered and he was energetic.
"Dr. Zhang, my name is Yan Dehua, the doctor of Sanchuan Burns Department. Now I am your help." Professor Yan Dehua introduced himself very seriously, without a title, without a level, and respect for others.
"Dr. Zhang, my name is Chen Benqi, the doctor of the Air Force Burn Department. Now I am your second assistant." Professor Chen Benqi introduced himself as well.
"Okay, start. Chest transplant." Zhang Fan nodded softly.
The chest is almost the same as the surgery on the head, but compared to the plastic surgery of the head, the chest does not need to be so complicated. For example, the appearance can be repaired if it can be repaired.
The skin on the chest is relatively thin, but on the face, there are more lymphatic vessels. The human body is really complicated, and the N functions of an organ are unknown, known, and very complicated.
Step by step, repair, suture. Zhang Fan, who was in a surgical state, was very calm. She didn't speak almost the whole time, and Lao Yan really had a good knowledge in front of the opposite microscope.
"It's too stable. It's really a pair of golden hands!" Zhang Fan can only feel naked in front of him. At this time, through the microscope, Lao Yan really saw what is stable and what is accurate.
There are no extra movements, and the hands are well coordinated. It is almost impossible to see that hand is his advantage. All operations are in one step, and there will be no redundant operations.
"How did it come out!"
Although Lao Yan was amazed by Zhang Fan's operation, now he is awkward, very awkward. Zhang Fan was too independent to perform the surgery. He wouldn't even speak, it could be said to be due to the character of the person.
During the operation, Lao Yan was almost a helper, not a helper. In many places, the assistant was needed to do it, such as pulling the adventitia of the blood vessel, but Zhang Fan no, he would rather pull with his left hand than give it to the old man. strict. It can almost be said that, as a last resort, Zhang Fan would not let Lao Yan get started.
Even if Lao Yan gets started, Zhang Fan still has to explain, "Slow down, don't pull, just stay in this position." For years, years, burns, even experts in the capital, foreign experts are not like this. Instructed him.
"No one is perfect!" Think of Zhang Fan's superb technique, and then think of the overbearing character, Lao Yan relieved, "Master, who has no temper?"
Micro-lymphatic suture, what the lymphatic system does, this thing can not be elaborated, there are too many functions, and there are many functions that have not been studied and understood.
For now, lymph is mainly the channel. It is not like a blood vessel. Its passage is like a national defense highway. Although it also carries ordinary transportation, the main thing is for defense and war.
For example, when a tumor or foreign body invades somewhere, many soldier factors in the body will quickly reach through the lymphatic channels throughout the body.
This system is really like a military system. As long as it is a little more important, it has a node like a military station, which is also called a lymph node.
Compared to blood vessels, lymphatic vessels have a small diameter and are brittle. Micro-lymphatic suture is quite difficult. Many doctors can't suture perfectly, and the only way is to sew this thing directly to a relatively large vein.
The unit of vascular suture is mm, and the unit of lymph suture is um. The size can be solved. The current microscope development is also superb, but the manual control is impossible. In such a small unit, the unconscious shaking of the human hand is directly an earthquake under the microscope, a super large earthquake.
"Pliers. Monofilament nylon. Professor Yan you withdraw your pliers. Leave the rest to me." The blood vessels can also pull Lao Yan, and lymphatic Zhang Fan directly deprived Lao Yan of his rights.
"Eh! Good." Lao Yan said helplessly. Zhang Fan is too stable, and often Yan Yan is shaking. He knew that his level could not meet Zhang Fan's requirements.
The 18um lymph, let Zhang Fan play the flower. No one can see that the lymph is being sutured. Once the needle tip is picked, it passes through the lymph-like crispy lumen very accurately. Four stitches, lymphatic anastomosis. Opening the hemostatic clip, the lymph fluid was immediately unblocked.
"Different talents!" Lao Yan was surprised and admired looking through the microscope with both hands empty, and it was really insightful that he could still do so during surgery.
Although the surgery on the chest is twice as large as the surgery on the face, it takes less than three hours.
When the chest was over, Zhang Fan said, "Lao Liu, what are the vital signs of the wounded?"
Anesthesiologist Liu Yaowen said immediately, "Smooth, very stable, and the temperature began to drop slowly."
"Okay. Prepare the silica gel. Professor Li, what kind of silica gel is used?"
"Silicone, I brought it. The nurse has gone to get it. Would you take a break?"
"Okay!" Zhang Fan returned to the original stool by the wall without talking nonsense, and closed his eyes to rest.
It's too long, and it has been 17 hours in a row. Zhang Fan started to feel really tired. "Give some salted saline. Light glucose doesn't seem to work. It's best to warm it up. A little bit of cold stomach." Zhang Fan said quietly.
"Okay!" The roving nurse has changed two crops. The equipment nurse Baoyin can still insist. The big breasted girl who grew up eating meat is really good.
Lao Yan simply missed, the old man was older. Surgery, once you are over fifty, you don't want to be old. It was so cruel, the time window was too short.
"Substitution, I missed it!" Desolate, extremely desolate. After seeing Zhang Fan's surgery, he knew what the peak was, but he couldn't reach it in this life.
The old man, holding his sour and stiff old waist, wanted to straighten up, but he couldn't. I want to leave the operating room with a little face, but what's wrong, the body just doesn't give power.
"Help me!" Professor Li Housen didn't eat much, he didn't have appetite, he didn't have any appetite. "what do you think?"
Outside the operating room, Professor Li Housen asked Professor Yan Dehua's arm softly.
"It shouldn't be a big problem, it's terrible, it's terrible. You're going to think of a way. But this kid has a bad temper and is very domineering. Hehe!" It seemed like something had come to mind, the old man who was originally lost smiled. Laughing is so happy.
(End of this chapter)