12dz Chapter 293: Superb Skills
Chapter 293: Superb Skills
In the clean and bright corridor of the military hospital, a group of well-trained medical staff walked into the ward in neat and light steps.
The head nurse stood tall and straight with a focused and calm look in her eyes. She held a professional blood pressure monitor and gently wrapped a cuff around Ma Erdan. As the instrument started, the slight inflation sound was particularly clear in the quiet ward. After a while, the blood pressure value was accurately displayed.
Then she took out the thermometer and shook it carefully to make sure the reading returned to zero before handing it to Ma Erdan and patiently telling him to hold it tightly.
While waiting for the temperature measurement results, the head nurse did not forget to carefully check Ma Erdan's preoperative medical records to ensure that all the information was accurate and every detail was handled meticulously. The initial preoperative preparations were completed in an orderly manner under her management.
At this time, doctors Jiang Chengyu and Mu Xiaoji walked into the ward with serious and confident expressions.
Jiang Chengyu's deep eyes were filled with concern and determination. He saw that Ma Erdan's expression was relatively stable, and a smile as bright and warm as the sun blossomed on his face. He said in a gentle and powerful voice:
"Uncle, don't be nervous, just relax. I will personally perform the operation on you in a moment. I will do my best and with my superb medical skills, I will definitely give you a healthy body.
Didn't you always complain about your blindness before? This time, as long as the brain tumor is successfully removed, your vision will most likely be restored."
Ma Erdan nodded slightly, with a look of relief on his face, and said frankly: "I didn't feel any particular discomfort before, but I don't know what happened to my eyes. I couldn't see. I thought there was something wrong with my eyes."
Mu Xiaoji, who was standing by, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a reassuring smile, and said softly: "Just rest assured to cooperate with our work. Our entire medical team is by your side and will definitely allow you to return home healthy and reunite with your family as soon as possible."
Ma Erdan was full of gratitude and thanked them repeatedly: "Thank you, thank you, you are all such kind people." Just as he finished speaking, a brand new medical bed was slowly pushed in.
The medical staff pushing the cart had a kind face, and his eyes were full of care and respect for the patient. He said in a gentle tone: "Old man, lie down here, we will take you to the operating room now."
With the careful support of everyone, Ma Erdan slowly lay down on the medical bed.
Afterwards, everyone worked together to push Ma Erdan out of the ward, into the spacious and bright hall, and then walked firmly towards the door of the operating room that symbolized hope and challenge.
Jiang Chengyu and Mu Xiaoji turned around and quickly went to the disinfection room from another elevator.
As soon as they entered the disinfection room, they were immediately greeted by professional medical staff who had been waiting nearby. They skillfully assisted Jiang Chengyu and Mu Xiaoji in putting on surgical gowns that had been strictly sterilized. From hats to masks, from tops to pants, every step of putting on the clothes strictly followed the aseptic operation specifications.
Then, they used disinfection spray guns to thoroughly and carefully disinfect their entire bodies to ensure that every inch of skin and every corner was not contaminated by bacteria.
After completing a series of rigorous disinfection procedures, Jiang Chengyu and Mu Xiaoji took a deep breath, adjusted their state, and walked to the operating table with steady steps.
At this time, the members of the surgical team were concentrating on surrounding Ma Erdan and giving him full anesthesia. Various vital signs monitoring equipment such as ECG monitors and blood pressure monitors had all been debugged and ready. The rhythmic dripping sound seemed like a countdown to life. An operation concerning life, death and health was about to begin.
Jiang Chengyu was dressed neatly in surgical gown, standing upright in front of the operating table. He raised his head slightly, his face was solemn and serious, his eyes were firm and focused, and he asked loudly in a steady and powerful voice:
"Anesthesiologist, how is the patient's anesthesia? Are all vital signs stable? We are about to start the operation. Please make sure the depth of anesthesia is appropriate and that the patient does not feel any pain or discomfort during the operation. At the same time, closely monitor blood pressure, heart rate and other data, and inform us immediately if there are any abnormal fluctuations."
The anesthesiologist stared at the anesthesia monitoring instrument in front of him with full concentration, and responded quickly without looking up: "Doctor Jiang, anesthesia induction has been successfully completed. He is now in a deep anesthesia state. All vital signs are stable, and blood pressure and heart rate are fluctuating within the normal range. There are no abnormalities for the time being. The operation can begin."
Jiang Chengyu nodded slightly and took a deep breath. His eyes once again swept over Ma Erdan who was being closely monitored on the operating table. He slowly raised his hands and took the sterilized scalpel handed to him by his assistant. The cold metal flashed with a cold light under the reflection of the shadowless lamp.
Jiang Chengyu gently adjusted his standing posture to put his body in the most stable state.
Then, with extremely precise and steady techniques, he made the first incision on Ma Erdan's scalp. His movements were gentle but without hesitation, and every subtle movement seemed to have been rehearsed countless times.
At this moment, the only sounds in the entire operating room were the slight beeps of the instruments and the occasional crisp sounds of the surgical instruments colliding. Everyone held their breath and focused all their energy on this life-and-death operation.
The surgical light illuminated the entire operating area as bright as day. Mu Xiaoji stood tall beside Jiang Chengyu. His eyes were focused and sharp, and he followed the progress of the operation closely like a falcon locking onto its prey.
His hands, wearing sterile gloves, moved quickly and accurately across the tray full of surgical instruments. Every movement of handing out an instrument was smooth and natural, and perfectly coordinated with Jiang Chengyu's operation.
Fine beads of sweat gradually appeared on Jiang Chengyu's forehead. Those beads of sweat sparkled with crystal light under the light and slowly slid down his cheeks.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes revealing unparalleled concentration and determination. The scalpel in his hand seemed to have become a part of his body, moving carefully in Ma Erdan's brain tissue.
The medical staff who were in charge of the suction machine kept their ears alert. After hearing Jiang Chengyu's low and brief command "suction machine", they immediately placed the suction machine's tip precisely around the surgical wound.
A slight buzzing sound was heard, and the dark red blood was slowly sucked away. The surgical field of view gradually became clear, and the brain tumor area that was originally obscured by the blood slowly and completely appeared in front of everyone.
Jiang Chengyu's forehead was now covered with dense beads of sweat, which showed a tendency to converge into a stream and were about to drip onto the operating table.
Mu Xiaoji was quick to pick up the sterile towel that had been prepared long ago and wiped the sweat off Jiang Chengyu's forehead quickly with extremely gentle movements without affecting Jiang Chengyu's surgical operation.
Jiang Chengyu's attention was not disturbed by this brief episode at all. He continued to concentrate on going deep into the brain tissue, peeling off the adhesions between the brain tumor and the surrounding normal tissue bit by bit.
Each of his movements was extremely cautious, and each cut and separation was well thought out. It was as if his hands were performing an exquisite micro-carving art.
Time passed quietly during this tense and silent operation, and every second seemed to be infinitely stretched.
Finally, with the unremitting efforts and tacit cooperation of the entire surgical team, the brain tumor that had troubled Ma Erdan for a long time was completely removed.
Jiang Chengyu exhaled lightly, and a hint of imperceptible fatigue flashed in his eyes, but was quickly replaced by determination.
He quickly adjusted his state, picked up the suture needle and thread with both hands again, and began to suture the wound.
The suture needle shuttled up and down in his hand, like a flexible needle and thread weaving the hope of life. Each stitch was tight and even. He carefully pulled the edges of the wound together to ensure that the wound could heal smoothly.
Each knot-tying movement was neat and tidy, showing his superb suturing skills. With the completion of the last stitch, this thrilling brain tumor removal operation came to a successful conclusion.
In the observation room outside the operating room, everyone looked at Jiang Chengyu's textbook-like surgical operation on the surveillance screen and couldn't help but express their sincere admiration.
"Professor Jiang's skills are really impressive! This is the first time I have seen such a neat and clean technique.
Every step is precise and accurate. Dissecting a brain tumor is like dismantling a precision bomb. Any mistake may lead to serious consequences.
But Professor Jiang handled it with ease, and he is indeed a leader in the industry." A young doctor said with a fiery look of admiration.
“Yes, I had the honor of observing Professor Cao’s surgery before. Professor Cao’s style tends to be steady and conservative. He is cautious at every step during the operation. Although he can complete the operation smoothly, it takes a relatively long time.
Professor Jiang's technique is decisive yet delicate, with both speed and quality, which greatly reduces the risk and pain of patients on the operating table." An experienced attending physician nodded slightly, comparing thoughtfully.
"It's not much worse than Professor Luo. Professor Luo pays more attention to overall control during surgery and is meticulous in protecting surrounding tissues, but when dealing with some complex parts, he sometimes procrastinates due to being too cautious.
Professor Jiang was able to solve the problem quickly with an almost fierce attack while ensuring safety. His ability to control the rhythm of the operation is amazing."
Another senior expert pushed his glasses and spoke with admiration for Jiang Chengyu.
In the observation room filled with the smell of disinfectant, Dr. Liao Jiancheng's eyes sparkled with expectation and wisdom. He suggested seriously and sincerely:
"Everyone, why don't we wait until Professor Cao comes out of surgery and then ask him to take the lead in organizing a discussion.
Professor Jiang's operation today was truly wonderful. His unique surgical ideas and superb skills are undoubtedly a rare learning opportunity for us.
If Jiang Chengyu can share his experience and skills with us in detail at the discussion meeting, it will definitely have a great boost to our future surgical operations and medical research. What do you think? "
When the doctors around heard this, they were stunned at first, and then their faces broke into excited smiles, which were full of desire for knowledge and eager anticipation for professional improvement.
They kept nodding their heads and praising him one after another: "What a good idea! This is a rare opportunity for improvement. It's great to be able to listen directly to Professor Jiang's surgical experience."
There was irrepressible excitement in everyone's eyes, as if they had already seen themselves on the operating table in the future, being able to apply what they had learned to bring more hope and vitality to patients.