The Surgeon’s Studio Chapter 732 - A Piece Of Cake

Chapter 732: A Piece Of Cake

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“The first half?”
“Interventional surgery, removal of the embolus,” the anesthesiologist said. “I’ve also helped perform interventional surgery with general anesthesia, but I’ve never seen someone with such a high standard.”
Although Lu Zewei was from the cardiosurgery department, he still had some understanding of embolus removal.
Judging from the degree of necrosis of the patient’s skin, it was likely that he had passed the acute stage. How could he successfully remove the embolus?
The probability of removing a fresh embolus was much higher than that of removing an old one.
“There’s only one surgeon. He’s very skilled in operating the guide wire catheter. The removal of the embolus is not vague at all. He can catch the embolus accurately.” The anesthetist was practically drooling in worship, unable to be contained by the sterile mask.
E though he was wearing a sterile mask, Lu Zewei still felt his saliva splashing onto his face.
The usually calm anesthesiologist became especially excited today.
Was it because the volunteer’s leg was saved? Or was it because of a brilliant embolectomy?
Lu Zewei did not know. He just listened quietly.
“Because it’s been more than ten hours and the lower limb arteries are full of emboli, the surgeon had to take them out one by one. It’s fast and stable. No matter how thin the blood vessels are, he could put the guide wire in,” the anesthesiologist said. “This is what it feels like for things to just be a piece of cake.”
A piece of cake… Was it really that simple?
If it was really that simple, the success rate of removing emboli from cerebral thrombosis would not have been so low all this while.
The scrub nurse did not say anything. Instead, she looked through the leaded glass and kept staring inside.
“It’s really awesome. When the wounded were sent here, I thought that they would definitely have to be amputated. Old Lu, guess what I thought when I heard Chief Chen say that he would try his best to save it?” The anesthesiologist leaned over to Lu Zewei’s side and whispered.
The leg of the wounded was saved. It was obvious that the anesthesiologist was very happy and talked a lot more.
“Don’t tell me that Chief Chen is the one who asked for the surgeon inside to operate on the patient?” Lu Zewei asked.
“Are you sure? The leg is already black. How could he be saved? Isn’t that nonsense?” The anesthesiologist said, “But when the surgeon asked for the time, he said that he could try. Chief Chen was also relieved. He didn’t even look at the patient. He just went straight down to the ward.”
“How old is Chief Chen?”
“Think about it. When you came here, you had already retired long ago. Now, you’re already seventy-two years old,” the anesthesiologist said. “The old man has a fiery temper but I can tell that he really admires this young doctor inside.”
Lu Zewei was speechless.
Young doctor? He was the…boss of the cardiosurgery department’s rising star in the Imperial Capital!
He was not a junior doctor.
Wasn’t it better to be recognized by Su Yun than to be recognized by the chief of a local department?
However, Lu Zewei did not say these words out loud.
Although he had graduated from Huaxi and felt that coming to Chengdu Provincial Hospital was a waste of his talent, it was better not to say these thoughts out loud since he was going to work here in the future.
“As expected of Chief Chen’s appreciation. I’m curious. How can he even perform orthopedic surgery?” The anesthesiologist looked at the two people inside who had already started preparing for the angiography and asked curiously, “When did the doctors in the interventional department become so powerful?”
“I feel that…” Lu Zewei was silent for a moment but in the end, he still said, “I know the assistant inside. He’s from the cardiosurgery department.”
The anesthetist was stunned.
As he spoke, the screen lit up.
For Zheng Ren, this type of intraoperative angiography did not waste too much time.
On the screen in the operating room, a stream of black contrast agent could be seen rushing toward his legs like running water.
Lu Zewei and the anesthesiologist held their breaths and began to feel nervous.
The scrub nurse did not know what had happened. She just stared at a certain person in a daze.
The large blood vessels were all unblocked and the capillaries had spread to every corner of their limbs. Looking at the capillaries that were spreading like tree roots, a comfortable feeling appeared in their hearts.
It was done!
The anesthesiologist made a clapping sound, celebrating.
Lu Zewei also let out a long breath. He saw that the capillaries in his feet were also beginning to spread. He knew that as long as the osteofascial compartment syndrome was resolved, the injured person’s leg would be preserved.
The opening of the blood vessels could reduce the osmotic pressure, leakage, and improve the micro-environment. To a certain extent, it could also minimize the reaction of the compartment syndrome.
Amazing!
No wonder that bastard Su Yun was willing to call him boss.
He was really f*cking amazing!
Lu Zewei cursed in his heart.
When his emotions were up, he could not vent the anger in his heart without saying something. Ever since the earthquake relief, this kind of anger had been lingering in his heart and was difficult for him to let it go.
In the operating theater, Zheng Ren began to remove the tube.
“Boss, your level of orthopedic surgery is not bad,” Su Yun said as he bandaged the injured patient.
“Guess I’m not too shabby.” Zheng Ren smiled.
Just before the surgery, he received a patient sent by Chief Chen. The orthopedic doctor was not around, so he went straight to use an intermediate skill book and trained with hundreds of orthopedic surgeries in the System’s operating theater before he went on stage.
Thanks to completing the Final Stage of the Crown Jewel, Zheng Ren had some surgical training time that he could ‘squander’.
Because he was in a hurry, Zheng Ren vaguely saw that the skill tree had changed but did not have time to look carefully before he ran out to perform the surgery.
Zheng Ren thought to himself, ‘I’ll take a break and take a careful look afterward.’
“Do you have any surgery that you don’t know how to do? Tell me and I’ll learn it,” Su Yun complained. “I’ll know it after just a few looks. I feel like you know it without even looking. This feeling is really bad, Boss.”
“Really bad?”
“I don’t feel good.” Su Yun glanced at Zheng Ren and said, “Boss, can you take care of your flawless assistant’s mood while he’s beside you?”
“When I go back, I won’t do anymore chest surgeries, alright?”
Su Yun was about to say yes but when he gave it a second thought, he thought that if Zheng Ren did not do the chest surgeries and he himself could not do them…
He was really holding his breath. Su Yun wanted to retort but did not know what to say.
He had to go back. He had to work hard, he thought to himself.
Seeing that the surgery was over, the scrub nurse ran in and helped Su Yun bandage the patient. Zheng Ren took off his sterile clothes and walked out.
“Please tell Chief Chen that after the surgery, he has to be careful. He might need to be put on VSD negative pressure at any time,” Zheng Ren said.
“Don’t worry. You’ve already tackled the surgery. If we couldn’t keep up after the surgery and caused his condition to worsen, we wouldn’t be able to face either you or the patient anymore,” the anesthesiologist said sincerely.
In any case, he had to do his best.
As for whether he could succeed or not, he would have a clear conscience in the end.
“Ask Chief Chen to send the next patient up. He’ll be able to go down in ten minutes,” Zheng Ren said.
“Please rest for a while.”
“No, let’s talk after the surgery.”
The anesthesiologist’s mouth moved but he did not say anything.
After the surgery? He was afraid that he would not be able to finish all the surgeries in another four to five days.