Surgery Godfather

Chapter 248: Chapter 0232: Channel of Life

A surgical procedure on a five-month-old fetus unfolds!

Niiroi relinquished the role of Chief Surgeon to become the assistant instead.

A robotic arm extended from the ceiling, connecting to the camera, which was then moved to the optimal position.

This camera is no ordinary one; it’s a long-focus high-definition micro camera, equivalent to a microscope.

This kind of microscope is much better than ordinary surgical microscopes; it’s a smart long-focus microscope.

Such a small camera can film from a distance away from the surgery area.

The images are transmitted to the screen and can be magnified according to the Chief Surgeon’s wishes five, ten, fifty, a hundred times—

During surgery, if the patient moves, the lens will automatically adjust according to the changes to maintain rapid autofocus and always ensure a clear image on the screen.

Conventional surgical microscopes are short-focus, aimed at close distance to the surgical field. The operator observes directly through an eyepiece to perform surgery, which is very tiring for the eyes, and the operational space is limited. If the patient moves, the field of vision may blur again and require manual readjustment of focus.

However, with this microscopic imaging technology, surgeons can work without direct observation, similar to when performing arthroscopy, with their hands and eyes working separately, focusing on the screen during surgery.

Sasaki’s hands, holding the tools, entered the field of vision. His arms hung in the air as he worked under a tenfold magnification. His operation was incredibly steady and fluent, without a hint of trembling.

The attachment of the placenta to the uterine wall, now very unstable due to injury, could not allow the fetus to move any longer.

Not only was movement impossible, but the fetus also needs to be gently stabilized within the uterus by an assistant, maintaining an appropriate position; otherwise, it could potentially lead to amniotic membrane detachment.

For premature placental abruption, if more than half of the placenta detaches, the fetus will suffocate; if it is less than that, it could cause massive bleeding for the mother, ultimately forcing the decision to abort the fetus.

A delicate scalpel gently opened the fetus’s abdomen.

Sasaki carefully separated the bent intestines.

The little one is so small, but even a sparrow, though tiny, is fully equipped.

Despite his small size, his anatomical structure has no differences from an adult, every organ is developed. Any mishandling of even the smallest organ could be fatal.

Step by step, Sasaki reveals that the liver has been cut open, the spleen is barely in a better condition, the stomach and intestines are torn, the worst part is that the pancreas is injured too, which is the hardest to deal with.

The size of these organs is roughly equivalent to that of a peanut. The internal and surrounding structures are even smaller. To manage complex injuries on such tiny organs is far from easy.

The entire procedure has to be completed in amniotic fluid. This surgery is extremely challenging!

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Takahashi seemed very relaxed, glancing at Tan Boyun sitting in the first row.

The seriousness displayed by Director Tan was palpable. Both the difficulty of this surgery and the capabilities required of the surgeons were top-tier; that had to be respected.

Takahashi felt a sense of triumph. He was a little dissatisfied with Director Tan and enjoyed seeing him frustrated. Now, regardless of Tan Boyun’s attitude, Sanbo Hospital had to act like respectful students.

Takahashi then glanced at Han Jiangong, who seemed quite comfortable. ‘Where does his confidence come from?’ he thought, ‘Is this a form of self-mocking?’

Takahashi opened the conference program in his hands. The surgery demonstration by Sanbo Hospital also involved intermediate professionals. ‘Is this some pathetic show of spirit?’

Science is objective; it is not something that can simply be achieved with a moment of ambition. The Chief Surgeons for the operation:

Yang Ping, Song Zimo——–

Such obscure names, who had never heard of them before? If a Chinese word were to describe this, it would be: ‘a motley crowd.’

Fujiwara Miyuki was rather annoyed by Takahashi’s smugness. Even if you are ahead, such arrogance is unbecoming.

It’s merely an academic exchange; regardless of the level, we are here to learn from each other.

“Mr. Takahashi, please watch your expression!” Fujiwara Miyuki reminded him.

Takahashi shook his head: “I’ve always been this way, Miss Fujiwara. You should focus on the surgery. Sasaki is teaching a class to over 2,000 Chinese doctors right now. A perfect surgical demo, you should be proud.”

“Mr. Takahashi —— “Fujiwara Miyuki suppressed her anger.

“Do you think they will find an excuse to cancel the demo? It hasn’t started yet,” Takahashi noticed Fujiwara seemed irritated, and was now apprehensive about further conversation. He changed the topic after yawning.

Not only was Takahashi thinking this way, but most of the representatives at the conference also made the same assumption: Sanbo Hospital would certainly cancel their surgery demonstration. @@novelbin@@

Given the high level of the Japanese demonstration, it would be quite embarrassing for Sanbo Hospital to persist with their demonstration and invite comparisons.

However, no notice of cancellation appeared on the screen.

“The Japanese are almost done, Sanbo hasn’t started yet?”

“They must cancel it, what’s the point of demonstrating now!”

Ou Lichun stretched his muscles and asked his director.

The director responded without a second thought.

“My friend, Yang Ping, is the Chief Surgeon for the surgery demonstration.”

Regardless of whether the demonstration was canceled, the fact that his friend’s name was listed on the conference program schedule would at least bring Ou Lichun some sense of pride.

“Your friend is performing the surgery? With such an arrangement of demonstrating on the same stage as them, isn’t there a huge gap in experience?”

The director’s words were simple but truthful. Ou Lichun’s friend’s competence could easily be guessed, and even if he were much more skilled than Ou Lichun, at most he would be at the director’s level.

“The surgery demonstration is bound to be canceled.”

“They probably quietly canceled it, we just weren’t notified.”

This was the discussion of the two doctors sitting next to Ou Lichun.

At this moment, the large screen is split in two, with one half showing Sasaki performing surgery.

The other half is blank, with subtitles appearing: Surgery demonstration at Sanbo Hospital about to begin.

They really have grit! Under this circumstance, they still have the guts to go to battle.

Everyone was sighing, thinking it would be canceled, but then the notice came that the surgery demonstration was about to begin!

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The emergency hotline at Sanbo Hospital finally rings.

Within all trauma emergency centers worldwide, the top cases are always traffic accidents.

A helicopter lifts off from the rooftop of the general surgery building, with Dr. Lv and a nurse carrying emergency equipment onboard.

At the same time, several ambulances emerged from the emergency department parking lot, racing to the incident scene.

Air and ground forces advance simultaneously; everyone has been training for an entire month, now it’s time for real action.

Once everyone in the hospital saw the helicopter taking off, they knew that the trauma emergency surgery demonstration at Sanbo had begun.

Dr. Lv looked a bit anxious as the hospital building grew smaller in his field of vision, with his hands gripping onto the medical kit.

Approximately ten minutes later, the helicopter arrived at the scene, landing smoothly on open ground next to the highway.

Dr. Lv and the nurse, each carrying a box, ran towards the highway.

For this moment, they have been running and training physically every morning.

Looking afar, a traffic jam stretching dozens of kilometers with no end in sight.

Damn it! The emergency lane was completely blocked, there was hardly any emergency lane to speak of, would the ambulance even be able to get here?

Dr. Lv was merely the vanguard, the ambulance was the main force.

Dr. Lv climbed over the barrier, sweat dripping from his forehead. This was the situation he feared the most.

Once, when rescuing a patient with a ruptured liver and spleen, they encountered a traffic jam halfway through. Ultimately, with everyone’s warm-hearted assistance, they relayed the stretcher, carrying the patient by running over the traffic jammed road. The patient was finally rescued, and the memory still jolted Dr. Lv.

Now, facing a traffic jam spanning dozens of kilometers, how could a doctor possibly run in for rescue? It’s like his worst fears realized.

At this moment, those occupying the emergency lane should have their driver’s licence revoked, forbidding them from ever getting a new one; No, that’s not enough, they should be hauled out and beheaded without being wronged.

Dr. Lv cursed.

The emergency lane, the life-saving channel, was actually blocked.

“There are eight casualties! Someone was sandwiched between two trucks, the car was crushed into a pancake.” A traffic cop came running over to inform.

“Let’s take a look!” Dr. Lv gathered his nerves.

A cement truck lost control in the opposite direction, smashed through the barrier, and ended up on this side. Several cars didn’t have time to avoid it and crashed into each other. The scene was horrific.

Admittedly accustomed to bloodshed, Dr. Lv still felt a chill run down his spine.

A car was squashed into a thin pancake alive by a couple of large trucks weighing tens of tons.

Vehicles with wheels facing the sky, vehicles broken into two pieces, scattered fragments of glass, tires, and parts everywhere.

Dr. Lv began to check each one. The fire rescue vehicle hadn’t arrived yet, some were trapped inside the wreckage, unable to be removed.

The first to arrive on the scene was a police car while Dr. Lv was the second.

Dr. Lv along with the nurse began to triage the casualties.

The first casualty was unconscious, in hypovolemic shock, with multiple fractures all over his body, his thoracoabdominal organs were injured, but his pupils still responded to light. a red tag was attached. He was given fluid to prevent shock, but without the ambulance, there were a lot of things they couldn’t do, so they could only wait.

The second casualty was unconscious, in hypovolemic shock. His abdomen was crushed, his intestines spilling out. The casualty was trapped in the car and they could only establish a venous channel in one of his arms for rehydration.

The third casualty was unconscious, one of end of his pupils was dilated indicating head trauma. Most likely there was intracranial bleeding and brain herniation had formed. He was given a rapid drip of 20% mannitol. Bilateral thigh fractures were temporarily fixed with the help of a splint.

The fourth casualty was bent out of shape, but still conscious.

The fifth casualty was missing half of his face including the jaw, and one arm was torn off.

The sixth and seventh casualties were unharmed, vital signs stable, labeled green. The two were in the same car, and were standing on the highway making phone calls.

The last one, the eighth casualty wasn’t a casualty anymore, the tag couldn’t even be attached, and they could only stick it on a pile of metal.

Dr. Lv’s heart skipped a beat, he felt very uncomfortable, and his scalp seemed to prickle.

Where is the ambulance? Why isn’t it here yet? The two head trauma cases need surgery immediately, or they won’t last more than an hour.

After triaging, several with red tags were given emergency tracheostomies at the scene to maintain airway patency, IV fluid rehydration was initiated ——

“We need to find a way to get the ambulance here, right?” Dr. Lv was extremely anxious.

Just as he was about to call and inquire about the situation, police cars and ambulances appeared in the distance, driving in the wrong direction.

Dr. Lv looked at both ends of the highway, one end was in a traffic jam, the emergency lane was also blocked, the highway was completely closed by the police, and not even one car could squeeze through.

In this case, there were no cars on the other end, police cars led the ambulance, up from the other end of the highway, driving in the wrong direction.

Smart! Help finally arrived!

The rescue vehicles got closer and closer, reinforcements had arrived.

Dr. Lv heaved a sigh of relief.