Back to 1999: From operating surgeons to becoming a top doctor

The deputy director wore sterile gloves and followed the lines of the incision. The more she looked, the more frightened she became. Her originally calm expression gradually turned into surprise.

"Such a regular incision, was it actually made for an emergency?"

The incision had three layers inside and three layers outside, clearly separated and of appropriate length.

This exquisite circumcision technique seemed to come from the provincial capital, and only an obstetric expert who had performed more than a thousand operations could have it.

The deputy director of obstetrics stared at the incision in disbelief, but her expression became natural in the eyes of the director of thoracic and cardiovascular surgery.

If she had not been so strong just now, she would probably be as shocked as the deputy director.

But now the deputy director of obstetrics is not only shocked by Xiao Chenguang's incision technique, but most importantly, the transverse incision he used.

This was a while ago, when she had just attended the provincial obstetrics society, and the chairman proposed a new type of cesarean section.

In the past, vertical incision was used to facilitate the birth of babies. Although the operation was convenient, the rectus abdominis was cut, which not only slowed down the recovery, but also caused unbearable pain for pregnant women.

Therefore, with the advancement of medicine, transverse incision was gradually used.

Not only can it relieve pain, but the incision is below the navel, and the scar is small and beautiful after healing.

However, the operation requirements for the surgeon are much higher than before.

The deputy director knew all this, which was originally within her professional field, and she knew it clearly because of a meeting some time ago.

But how did Xiao Chenguang from the general surgery department know it?

The most important thing is that the surgical procedure just proposed by the chairman, no one in the entire Shengli Hospital can do it, but it was presented directly in front of her at this moment.

The standard transverse incision seemed to open a new door in front of her.

"Director Shi, it's time to suture."

With the reminder, Shi Cong realized that she was not on the stage to witness the birth of a new surgical procedure, but to save the stage.

She took the suture needle and thread handed over by the instrument nurse and began to operate.

But the change of the incision made the originally spacious operation extremely narrow.

Especially for caesarean section, suturing from the inside to the outside, the first and most difficult part is the uterine cavity suturing.

She concentrated her attention, holding the needle and thread in the limited surgical field, and began to sew.

Every stitch was extremely careful, and the suturing speed was much slower.

But just halfway through the suturing, there was a snap, the needle holder in her hand became lighter, and Shi Cong's face changed slightly.

Her intuition told her that the thread was broken.

"This... is too difficult."

Shi Cong never dreamed that the difficulty of suturing would increase exponentially compared to vertical incision.

You know, it didn't take her long to suturing caesarean sections in the past.

But now, what's going on?

Shi Cong's sweat broke out all of a sudden.

The suturing of the new operation is much more difficult than she imagined.

She pulled the broken thread out of the muscle layer, then re-knotted it, fixed it, and suturing again.

At this time, her hands were shaking. Facing the unknown, she had no confidence and could only cross the river by feeling the stones.

Her unusual behavior also attracted the attention of everyone present.

"Director Shi, what's wrong? Do you need help?"

Although the suture of the chest and heart surgery was over, the director did not leave in a hurry, but kept observing the heartbeat fluctuations of the pregnant woman.

At this moment, seeing that Shi Cong, who came with him to rescue the stage, was a little abnormal, he kindly asked.

"Director, it's okay..."

For such a small matter, Shi Cong could not ask the director of the chest and heart surgery to help in person.

Besides, she just stepped into the director level this year. If she couldn't even do such a small thing as suturing, wouldn't it be a joke if it was spread out?

However.

The next second.

Snap...

With a slight sound, the thread broke again.

In the quiet operating room, everyone heard it now.

Seeing this, Shi Cong's face turned red instantly.

"This is unscientific."

This time she had learned her lesson and was very careful in every step, but the suturing techniques she was proud of were completely useless in this operation.

When Shi Cong thought that there were at least five or six layers of tissue to be sutured one by one, she panicked instantly.

Should she suture intermittently?

Shi Cong did not dare to try continuous suture again, and was ready to suture with the most traditional and safest method of stitching one stitch and one knot.

Although this would take a long time, it would at least ensure the effect of the suture, so that the thread would not break halfway through the suture and have to start over.

However, when she made this decision and was ready to suture again, the monitor in the operating room suddenly flashed red, and the piercing alarm sounded again.

"The patient's uterine cavity has started bleeding heavily again."

"Director Shi, hurry up and suture to stop the bleeding, otherwise the patient's vital signs will soon be unstable."

The nurse in charge of the inspection saw that the patient's condition was not optimistic and seemedA little anxious.

The patient's heart rate and blood pressure on the monitor continued to drop. On the operating table, the part that was originally pressed to stop bleeding began to bleed again.

Soon, the gauze that was stuffed was all dyed bright red.

Faced with the urging of everyone, Shi Cong wanted to cry but had no tears.

She wanted to hurry up, but her strength did not allow it.

Seeing that the patient was in a critical condition, Shi Cong had no choice but to put down the needle and thread and choose to continue pressing to stop the bleeding.

Soon the bleeding stopped and the monitor stopped the alarm.

But such a method that only treats the symptoms but not the root cause will only work for a while. The most important thing at the moment is to stop the bleeding and suture.

"Or, call our director."

Shi Cong's face was ugly. She didn't want to call the department director to come to the rescue unless it was absolutely necessary.

But in this situation, she was helpless. If she dragged it on, it would only make the patient's condition worse.

At this moment, the door of the operating room slowly opened.

Xiao Chenguang, who had changed his clothes, returned to the operating room again after hearing the alarm from the operating room.

"What's wrong? What happened to the patient?"

Faced with the question, the operating room was very quiet, and no one knew how to answer Xiao Chenguang's question at the moment.

You can't say that the deputy director of obstetrics is going to ask the director of the department to come to the rescue because of poor suture.

If it gets out, it will be too cheap.

"How about I try?"

Seeing the reactions on their faces, Xiao Chenguang roughly guessed what had just happened.

Then he washed his hands and went on stage.

The circulating nurse quickly handed him a dark green surgical gown.

After putting on the gown and putting on sterile gloves, Xiao Chenguang stood on the stage again.

Just a glance, and then said to the nurse next to him: "Prepare gentamicin and warm saline to flush the abdominal cavity, and close the abdomen in eight minutes. Pay attention to the patient's heart rate and blood pressure changes."

When this was said, not only the nurse was stunned, but everyone present was stunned.

What's going on?

They were planning to ask the chief obstetrician to come to the rescue, but why did they have to flush the abdominal cavity and prepare to leave?

However, the next second, a thin black suture thread as soft as a hair turned into a dancing butterfly in Xiao Chenguang's hand.

It sometimes flew and sometimes rotated. With the help of the round needle and the needle holder, a clanging sound of metal collision suddenly rang out in the operating room.

A rapidly closing incision suddenly appeared in front of everyone, completely subverting their imagination.