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As Professor He spoke, he pulled out another piece of film and said to all the doctors present:

“Let’s take a quick look at the preoperative CT films, and we can see that the tumor has multiple, thick blood-feeding arteries and tortuous drainage veins, and thick, tortuous malformed blood vessels can be seen on the ventral side of the brainstem.

Tumors have a very rich blood supply, which greatly increases surgical risks such as intraoperative hemorrhage, postoperative cerebral infarction, and rebleeding, and increases the difficulty of surgery again.

So Lao Ge was in danger today, and what was very embarrassing was that he was the best at this surgery, and he had to do it even if he couldn't do it.

If you don't become a patient, you will definitely die. If you become a patient, there is still a glimmer of hope. Of course, the hope depends on Comrade Lao Ge's level. Let us pray for him. "

As soon as Professor He said these words, everyone in the multimedia classroom fell into silence.

Some people felt sorry for the little patient, some felt sorry for the unlucky Professor Ge, and some lamented the impermanence of the world, as a difficult brain tumor was encountered during a corrective surgery.

For a while, even Meng Yushu forgot to ridicule Ge Minghua and felt a little sympathetic to this old rival. After all, he was probably going to be embarrassed in front of his peers across the country today.

In the operating room, Professor Ge Minghua almost cried.

As a professor at Peking University Hospital, he has a background in surgery. Of course he is familiar with cerebral hemangioblastoma and knows how difficult this tumor is.

If it weren't for the live broadcast, Comrade Lao Ge would have really wanted to cry loudly, grieving and indignant about why God is so unfair.

So he didn't care about the live broadcast and asked the students to turn off the audio. After confirming that the multimedia classroom could not hear the sound, Professor Ge went crazy.

"Chen Qi, what to do, what to do, what to do!!!"

Chen Qi replied speechlessly: "What else can you do about your voice repeater? This operation has reached this point and we can only continue."

In fact, Chen Qi was confident because he had done yesterday's CT and vascular color ultrasound himself and knew what was probably going on inside the bones, so he was fully mentally prepared.

"But, even a professional brain surgeon can't handle this operation. Chen Qi, if the patient dies on the operating table, it doesn't matter if I can't be a member of the school committee. I can't explain it to my parents. Her mother just passed away yesterday. , we can’t let our daughter follow us today.”

Chen Qi was surprised: "The child's mother passed away yesterday?"

"Yes, he passed away. I just found out that he had a cerebral hemorrhage. Alas, the father of the child is still waiting for me in the operating room. I don't have the face to see him."

Chen Qi thought to himself that Professor Ge Minghua was not hopeless. If at this time he was still thinking about his faculty members and only thinking about his own future, then he was not a person worthy of close friendship.

Now Ge Minghua thinks more about the feelings of his family members. He also has a heart as a doctor and loves others, so Chen Qi's efforts are worth it.

"Don't worry, Lao Ge. The operation is indeed difficult, but it's not 100% impossible. Who am I? I'm Chen Qi. Is there any operation that I can't handle? Okay, please cooperate with peace of mind. We can't mess up on our own first. We are in position."

The head nurse in the operating room also comforted him:

"Lao Ge, Dean Chen is right, the father of the child has already lost his wife, we cannot let him lose his daughter again!"

"Yes, we can't let him send the white-haired man to the black-haired man!"

"Come on, Dean Chen, come on, Professor Ge!"

Everyone in the operating room cheered each other up, which made Professor Ge slowly calm down. Now that the lid has been lifted, it is too late to regret it.

"Okay! The operation continues. Chen Qi, you can do it with confidence. If there is an accident, the entire responsibility lies with me!"

Chen Qi curled his lips, thinking that of course all the responsibility lies with you. Firstly, I didn't get the fee for flying the knife, and secondly, I didn't sign my signature, so the responsibility cannot be placed on me.

After cursing, Chen Qi still lowered his head and looked at the tumor.

On the surface, this is an irregularly round tumor with a pink color and dense blood vessels, which looks similar to Bulingbuling's pudding.

Chen Qi squeezed it gently with his hand, and it really felt like a bullet.

He turned his head and looked at the base of the tumor, and found that it was indeed adherent to the brainstem. It was not easy to peel off the tumor.

"Professor Zhou, prepare the blood and open two blood transfusion channels. The next step is to fight a tough battle. Also prepare your own blood recovery system. The next operation will be full of blood."

The base of the tumor is all tightly adhered to the critical part of the life center. If Chen Qi wants to separate it, every time he cuts it, it will cut off several small blood vessels, and it will be too late to stop the bleeding.

Once the blood rushes wildly, it will affect the surgical field of vision, making the surgeon unable to see clearly. If one accidentally makes an extra cut on the brain stem, the consequences will be extremely serious.

At the same time, the surgeon must perform decompression and cerebrospinal fluid diversion according to changes in the condition to relieve intracranial pressure.

It can be said that Chen Qi has no room for mistakes in this operation. He must ensure that the knife is in place and cannot make any mistakes.

Chen Qi couldn't help but say a curse word:

"Lao Ge, after this operation, you have to treat me to the Capital Hotel to eat and jump over the wall. Damn it, if I were to perform this operation abroad, I would never touch it if the cost was less than 100,000 US dollars."

Professor Ge also repeatedly begged for mercy:

"Okay, okay, don't say Buddha jumped over the wall. Even if you asked me to jump over the wall, I would jump over the wall. Fortunately, I have you this time. If you let me do it, I would rather give myself a few knives."

Everyone in the operating room chuckled, and the previous solemn atmosphere relaxed a lot.

"Okay, let's start the operation, Lao Ge, and the two doctors. You must be quick to stop the bleeding. Success or failure depends on this."

The two doctors, already in their thirties, were as nervous as elementary school students and nodded repeatedly:

"Okay, Dean Chen, we will fully cooperate."

Chen Qi picked up his "chess knife", took a deep breath, and began to separate. As soon as he made the first cut, blood came out...

Everyone in the multimedia classroom was stunned:

"Damn it, Lao Ge really worked hard and really attacked the tumor."

"There is no turning back now. Go quickly and call all the brain surgeons from our hospital."

"That's right, Xiao Zhang, you also call immediately and ask the doctors from the brain surgery department and oncology department of our hospital to rush to Peking University Third Hospital as quickly as possible."

While everyone was calling friends, the presidents and vice presidents of several hospitals affiliated to Peking University also quietly came to the multimedia classroom and sat in the back to watch the operation.

The leaders are here to deal with the aftermath. If the operation fails, they have to wipe Professor Ge Minghua's butt.

If the operation is successful, they will vigorously publicize it as soon as possible. This means that Peking University Third Hospital not only leads the country in plastic surgery, but also breaks through the forbidden area and creates miracles in brain surgery, so they have to brag. .

Everyone is waiting to see.

In the operating room, Chen Qi held a scalpel and cut decisively, while three assistants held hemostatic forceps and aspirators, following to stop the bleeding and draw blood at any time, and they cooperated tacitly.

That's it, the monitor has issued alarms several times, and the total blood transfusion volume has reached 4000ml, almost replacing the entire human body's blood.

The multimedia professor only saw streams of blood gushing in the camera lens. Chen Qi's hands were so fast that it would be difficult for ordinary people to keep up.

In the operating room, blood was flowing everywhere at this time, and the circulating nurse had no time to deal with it. The air was filled with a very strong smell of blood, which was very unpleasant.

Whether in the operating room or the multimedia classroom, everyone is holding their breath.

The first cut that Chen Qi made might kill the little patient. The little doctors didn't care, but the old experts and professors were particularly concerned.

Time passed slowly, and it took 4 hours just to separate the tumor.

Chen Qi was like a precision instrument. He remained motionless for 4 hours, not even shaking his hands. The scalpel was cutting here and there.

Just when everyone was almost numb, Chen Qi suddenly made a move.

With the last cut, the entire tumor was cut away. Chen Qi quickly held it up with both hands and stood there to relax his lumbar spine.

Professor Ge was so excited that he shouted as crazily as the Chinese team won the World Cup:

"It was successful. All the tumors were successfully removed without any damage to the brain stem. We succeeded, hahaha. Oh my God, this tumor is really heavy, it's such a big lump."

Following Professor Ge's "roar", many medical staff in the multimedia classroom all woke up.

"Holy shit, is it true or not, does Lao Ge still have this ability?"

"Oh my God, did I mistake that? A plastic surgeon can actually do brain surgery?"

"More than just knowing how to do it, this guy Lao Ge should run for membership in the department of neurosurgery or neurosurgery. This level is not what a plastic surgeon should have at all."

"It's an eye-opener. Today's surgery is really eye-opening."

"Peking University Hospital is really a crouching tiger, hidden dragon. I admire it. A plastic surgeon can beat the brain surgery department of other hospitals."

Several leaders from Peking University Hospital laughed so hard that they couldn't close their mouths: "Hurry up, hurry up and write the draft."

Professor Meng Yushu, Professor Fang Bing, and Professor Cao Lichun looked like monsters, and only their mother's approval was left in their hearts.

"No, Lao Ge is really lucky."

"This is not luck, it is strength. I am willing to be defeated. I will withdraw from this by-election of academic committee members."

Meng Yushu was furious: "No, the operation is not over yet. Just cutting out a tumor is useless. He has also cut off the maxillary bone. What should the patient do?"

In the operating room, several assistants were busy weighing:

"Professor Ge, Dean Chen, this tumor weighs 2,000 grams. Oh my god, Dean Chen is so powerful."

It was Chen Qi's turn to pretend to be cool: "It's okay. Once you're familiar with it, we doctors should do more and practice more. I believe you can do it in the future, haha."

After Professor Ge was excited, he became worried again:

"Chen Qi, these bones can't be assembled into a complete facial skull, what should I do?"