1056: C1056 Replacement of Thoracic Aorta

C1056 Replacement of Thoracic Aorta

"Chest opener, aortic clamp, anesthesia injection!"

Following Chen Qun's instructions, he realised that Dongfang Wenxin handed over a Operating Forceps. Only then did he remember that he only had a simple first aid kit, and most of the tools were lacking in expertise.

Moreover, what made things worse was that the First Miss directly said this in a stiff tone.

"There are only four artery forceps. You need to plan first."

"Believe me, don't forget that I'm an old military doctor's subordinate. In the field, emergency relief is the best!" Get me a needle and stitch. "

Chen Qun sneered without batting an eyelid. This wasn't for his girlfriend, but for other passers-by. In just one or two sentences, Chen Qun had opened up the patient's chest, exposing the esophagus underneath. A large pool of blood appeared, and Chen Qun had instinctively used the cotton yarn to press down on the patient.

Following that, his hand extended into his small chest, his fingers hooked onto the suture line, and weaved it around like a needle. In the blink of an eye, the amount of blood flowing out of his chest gradually decreased, and soon, the aorta and other organs that were attached to the back of his esophagus were revealed.

From a clear view, Houzyou Yangling, Chi Hong, and the other girls could clearly see that at the middle of the esophagus, there was a peculiar bulging area. After compressing, the thoracic aorta had become deformed, and a one-centimeter long crack had appeared on both sides of the compression point.

The two ends of the great arteries, which were as thick as a thumb, had been stitched to death by Chen Qun. The effect was no different than that of the Hemostatic Forceps. However, everyone was well aware that blood vessels like the thoracic aorta could not be closed for a long period of time. Now that there was a tear, a bypass operation was needed to solve this problem.

Houzyou Yangling glanced at the position and size of the torn artery. She found a hose from the first aid kit and started cutting it. In the blink of an eye, she had cut a piece out and passed it to Chen Qun.

"Wait a minute, the patient hasn't entered a deep anesthetic state yet. We still need to use another anesthetic."

Chen Qun, who was about to undergo the surgery, suddenly had a change of heart as he saw something jump out of the corner of his eye. He had already made two mistakes today. If not for the system cheating, then even if the patient was rescued by him in the end, there would still be repercussions, causing a lot of harm to his body.

The reason why he made so many mistakes was mainly because this fatty's physique was slightly different from ordinary people. This resulted in him making a few mistakes in his calculations. From a rational point of view, even if he was to use the usual parameters to estimate this fatty, there was naturally some deviation.

Of course, the deeper part of the reason was that he had always been performing "standardized" exercises, and the simulated patients of System Space were all in their normal states. They rarely came into contact with abnormal things, so even if there were one or two operations, they would only succeed after thorough simulation operations and repeated failures within the System Space.

At the very least, he was still unable to enter the System Space. The only thing he could use was the System's Diagnostic Panel, which had already reminded him of his mistakes twice. In other words, it gave him a very big reminder that under special conditions when he met a specific patient, he couldn't analyse the patient according to normal circumstances.

As he had learned from the past and from the future, he naturally needed to be careful with each and every one of his subsequent steps. Plus, with the three-dimensional image projected by the system, if he made any mistakes, he could just buy tofu and kill himself.

Moreover, right now he only needed to solve the problem of rupturing blood vessels. Other esophageal tumors and other diseases required professional surgical equipment. Since he couldn't do it here, he could let the local hospital take over.

"Give me the artery clamp, and I will perform the thoracic aortic bypass to keep my vision clear."

As soon as Chen Qun finished, Chi Hong looked around with a troubled expression and signaled to the two young men who followed behind her.

"You guys help out too. The patient is too fat, we girls don't have enough strength to fix his chest position, so we need you guys to help us out."

Hearing Chi Hong's words, Chen Qun immediately changed his mind and handed the Operating Instruments over to Houzyou Yangling.

"No need, I will be in charge of fixing the vision. Miss Houzyou, you take over the entire thoracic artery replacement, or else the others won't be able to use too much strength." Start with the artery below. The first incision is a centimeter from my line. "

Chen Qun jumped over the stone slab and jumped to the opposite side. He lightly pulled the patient's chest with his hands, and adjusted the opening of the patient's chest to a small angle so that Houzyou Yangling, who was standing inside, could sew it up more appropriately.

Houzyou Yangling knew that this was still Chen Qun's personal instruction, or a test. It was the continuation of the heart surgery the day before yesterday. If it were any other doctor, it would have been impossible to teach her how to operate with a different operation after a few days. But ever since she knew Chen Qun's style was to integrate and simplify everything, she also vaguely knew that her suture was actually just the additional instructions after the previous aortic heart replacement surgery.

Sure enough, after Houzyou Yangling started, Chen Qun continuously corrected a few movements. At first, it was a little awkward, but soon, he found that this method of sewing was much easier and quicker. On the other hand, her previous imitation of Chen Qun was directly rejected and adjusted to be her most suitable style.

There was no discrimination!

Houzyou Yangling immediately understood why Chen Qun would give her a "supplementary lesson" on this occasion. The basic purpose of this lesson was to let her form her own surgical style, to build a solid foundation stone for her to buy a surgical master, and not to blindly imitate others. In other words, Chen Qun understood the style of her surgery to the bone. He must have thoroughly studied every one of her operations to know her habits and mistakes.

This was the main reason why she was a little surprised and a little depressed, because at least from what she knew of the situation, Chen Qun didn't really look at any of her surgical recordings, and it was also impossible for him to watch it in private after he returned. After all, that tigress of his family was extremely powerful, and Chen Qun intentionally distanced himself from other girls because of this, it was also known to all.

Where did Chen Qun find the time to watch her surgery video? Perhaps the greater probability was that Chen Qun just casually glanced at it once or twice and then established her surgical model in his mind. Using his imagination to simulate and revise it, this ability was too powerful.

Perhaps, this was the main reason why Chen Qun could improve by leaps and bounds in the short span of a year.

A few minutes later, Houzyou Yangling officially announced.1

"Thoracic aorta replacement surgery is officially completed. Dr. Chen, thank you!"

Chen Qun let go of the body that he tried to support with all his strength and sighed.

"This fatty is really heavy. I won't be able to hold on for another two minutes or so." Alright, now it's time for me to close my chest. This guy only solved the first fatal problem. The other two still need to be sent to the operation room to finish. When the ambulance comes over, tell the doctor that not only does he have esophageal cancer, but he also has hyperplasia of the liver. It would be best if he could get him to the provincial hospital or to have our Xiangyun Hospital operated on. "

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