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Seeing that Chen Qi had slipped away, Dean Guo let out a chuckle at this moment. Looking at the entire few pages of operation records, he sighed while reading:

"Old Jin, come and see, this operation is so perfect, I really don't know where this kid learned these skills, if I were to perform this operation today, I wouldn't be sure, but I think Chen Qi is easy Take it easy."

While doing the finishing work, Jin Peilin was also thinking about this issue.

It is impossible for doctors to be born with skills, they must be taught and practiced. So where did Chen Qi, a technical secondary school student working in a hospital, learn these surgical skills?

"President Guo, do you think it was taught by Li Baotian, a former medical school teacher? He is the former director of surgery of the Provincial No. 1 Hospital, so there is nothing to say about his level."

Upon hearing this, Dean Guo nodded slightly:

"This is the only explanation. Damn, Old Li has been hiding it for so many years. It turns out that he has quietly taught such a good apprentice. Chen Qi is still very lucky."

"That's right, the chief director of the First Provincial Hospital is very enviable."

Not to mention that everyone in the operating room was making up their own brains. In fact, after Chen Qi took off the surgical gown, his whole body collapsed, leaning against the wall of the dressing room, unable to relax.

After all, the operation lasted for 10 hours, and it was concentrated on it. The physical and mental strength were greatly overdrawn, and I don't know how many times more tiring than applauding for love.

Chen Qi sat for a long time, seeing no one was around, so he quietly took some chocolates and soft drinks bought in the provincial capital from the space to replenish his energy.

It's a pity that when he was in the provincial capital, he didn't buy the Fat House Happy Water that he had been thinking about, which is really a great regret in his life.

When they came out of the operating room, the family members of deputy county magistrate Ying were still waiting outside. They had no idea that this young man was today's chief surgeon and their father's savior.

So no one looked at Chen Qi more, and everyone was discussing excitedly.

"Great, the operation was successful, Dad won't die, and I have hope to be promoted to Zhengke this year."

"Yeah, if my father is gone, my job transfer will definitely go to waste. I hope my father can last for a few more years. Can you help us?"

"Father recovered from his illness, we must not let him recede, otherwise the influence will not be great..."

When Chen Qi heard these words from the children of the Ying family when he passed by, he could only shake his head helplessly.

Poor parents all over the world, when they are old and dying, they are still thinking about their children.

But how many filial children are there? I only want my parents' money, Quan. What they cared about was Deputy County Magistrate Ying, not Dad.

But this is someone else's housework, and Chen Qi doesn't want to worry about it too much. If it was a major operation in a later life, he would have at least tens of thousands of red envelopes as the chief surgeon.

Director Zhu was lying on the hospital bed, still not fully awake after general anesthesia, Chen Qi sat for a while, seeing that it was already late, thinking of his family, he left in a hurry.

When he came out of the People's Hospital, there were children setting off firecrackers on the road. It was very lively, and there were even some people setting off fireworks. It must have been the handiwork of some big factory.

After the New Year's Eve dinner, the faces of Yuezhong people were beaming, and the whole city was immersed in the joy of the New Year.

Chen Qi tightened his clothes and ran towards Lu Xun Road's house at a faster speed.

There is no mobile phone WeChat to notify these days, he guessed that his sister and younger siblings must be waiting impatiently.

Reborn into this world, with family members waiting for him, this feeling makes Chen Qi feel warm all the time.

first day of the first month

In the morning, Chen Qi got up early and fired a door opener, and then went to the People's Hospital again with some canned malted milk.

Director Zhu had undergone a major operation, so disciple Chen Qi would of course go to visit, and by the way, he also wanted to inquire about the situation of the county magistrate with pancreatic head cancer yesterday.

Obviously Comrade Zhu Huoyan is still very popular in the hospital, no, the ward is crowded with people, there are wave after wave of visiting relatives, friends and colleagues, and Chen Qi has to wait in line for a long time to get his turn.

"Mr. Zhu, how are you feeling today?"

Zhu Huoyan's complexion was not very good, after all the operation was a loss, but when he saw Chen Qi coming in, his eyes obviously lit up.

"Chen Qi, come here."

Chen Qi hurried to the bedside: "Teacher Zhu, tell me."

"Tell me, what happened to the operation for pancreatic cancer yesterday? Not to mention me, even Dean Guo may not be able to get this operation. How did you get it? Teacher Li taught you how to do it. what?"

"Uh, Teacher Li?"

Chen Qi blinked his eyes, thinking what is wrong with Mr. Li? Later, I immediately figured out the joints. I dare to say that they attribute their surgical skills to the professor of Li Baotian.

Chen Qi felt elated. Teacher Li had already gone to the provincial capital, and because of his unhappiness in the health school, he would almost never go back to Yuezhong, so that was a suitable shield.

"Mr. Zhu, how did you guess it? Teacher Li asked me to keep it a secret, so don't tell others casually."

Zhu Huoyan was a little impatient:

"This is your business. I don't care about it. I just want to know the whole process of your operation yesterday. This operation was the most difficult in our People's Hospital. Now Director Guo has ordered a big discussion on the medical records of the whole hospital. And I want to write a dissertation."

This is a characteristic of the hospital.

For common diseases, those hospital leaders and top experts are actually not interested. For example, for appendicitis surgery, even if your patient opens the back door and goes to the chief expert, they will promise you that they will accept this patient.

useless.

Believe it or not, when the patient enters the operating room and undergoes general anesthesia, it will definitely not be the chief expert who performs the operation, but any small doctor.

This is also the reason why many patients complain that when they go to the hospital, young doctors hang around in front of them every day, and there are few white-headed grandpas who come to make ward rounds for consultation.

But if you have a rare disease, or a disease that is very difficult to operate, the treatment will be different.

Those white-headed old professors, those experts who wear gold-rimmed glasses and usually cost several thousand yuan a month will appear one after another, follow up the whole process, and personally formulate a surgical plan for you, and they will definitely perform the surgery themselves.

why?

They don't want your red envelopes. What they want is that your disease is rare and representative. After this operation, you can write a paper, lead a project, and at the same time pretend to be aggressive in front of your colleagues.

"Hey Lao Li, can you do this kind of surgery? I can!"

"Hey Zhang, what is the success rate of your type of surgery? Me, 100%, haha."

So back to Deputy County Magistrate Ying’s disease, the primary hospital misdiagnosed it 8 months ago, the people’s hospital found the lesion, and successfully removed it. That’s a good guy, the reputation of Yuezhong People’s Hospital has risen all of a sudden.

Except for a few hospitals in the capital, Shanghai stock market, and provincial capitals, how many people can do this kind of ceiling-level surgery, except for a super doctor like Professor Wu Mengchao? You can't find a few in the entire Haidong Province.

Next, as long as the deputy county magistrate Ying's quality of life and "survival rate" are tracked throughout the whole process, it will be a proper super-A thesis.

It's no wonder that Dean Guo missed this kind of opportunity, so he was sorting out the cases with the medical staff last night, and he lost all thoughts of going home for New Year's Eve.

Although Zhu Huoyan fell down, for a techie like him, he was also full of curiosity and amazement. It's no wonder that Chen Qi was caught today and he was allowed to leave.

What else can Chen Qi do? Of course, you can only know everything and say everything.

Dean Guo didn't know where he got the news, saying that Chen Qi was here and rushed to the surgical ward immediately.

"Good boy, I really didn't miss it. You are a fucking talent. Tell me how you got this operation? My boy, I thought about it all night yesterday. If I come to perform this operation, There is a high probability of death."

Chen Qi could only scratch his head and be a good baby. He didn't want to be too public, and he couldn't say that he had golden fingers.

"Dean Guo, I didn't think too much about it during the operation. I just thought that the patient should not die on the operating table. Otherwise, it was Mr. Zhu who removed the sign. Outsiders didn't know that it was Mr. Zhu who killed the deputy county magistrate. .

As for the operation process, in fact, I can only say that it was a fluke. One is that when I was doing liver casting in the medical school, Teacher Li repeatedly told me the relevant knowledge points and points to pay attention to, and asked me to practice repeatedly on the corpse. Second-rate.

So I have a model in my mind, where are the blood vessels, where are the organs, where can’t be touched, where can I try boldly, I have a certain idea in my mind, so I dare to use the knife, otherwise I would not dare. "

Dean Guo nodded, obviously agreeing with this explanation:

"Sure enough, your knowledge of anatomy is very good, and you have some practical experience. Comrade Li Baotian is no doubt a former expert of the Provincial First Hospital. Do you have any experience summarizing this operation for us?"

Dean Guo and Director Zhu are like curious babies, they have countless questions in their hearts and want to "ask" Chen Qi.

Chen Qi thought about it for a while, and decided to tell the truth and not hide his secrets:

"There are several technical points and difficulties in this operation. First, the diameter of the tumor in the head of the pancreas exceeds 6 cm. The stomach, duodenal artery, and common hepatic artery are all surrounded by tumor masses. It is too difficult to separate them. , If you are not careful, you will suffer from malignant hemorrhage.

The second is that the operation in the county hospital led to extensive intra-abdominal adhesions, such as the adhesion between the head of the pancreas and the vena cava, the bridge loop between the jejunum and the stomach and colon, which made the surgical field of vision unclear and the difficulty doubled.

The third is that the hook of the pancreatic head and the portal vein have been fused together, making it difficult to separate, as if we have finally overcome many difficulties and reached the final destination, but found that the target cannot be removed, which is fatal.

So what I do is this..."

While Chen Qi was speaking, he took a piece of paper and wrote and drew on it with a pen. Many of the knowledge points he talked about belonged to later generations, and they were never heard of by Director Guo and Director Zhu in this era.

So the two listened very carefully. Dean Guo even took a notebook and kept recording, looking like a good student.

Originally, Chen Qi and his younger siblings made an appointment to play for a day on the first day of junior high school, but now it's done, and it has become a day of class.