The Godfather of Surgery

The plane took off early, and it was after 12 noon when we returned to China.

When Yang Ping got off the plane, he took everyone to the department. At this time, Director Han and Professor Zhang were surrounding the computer, and Li Guodong was sitting beside the computer typing on the keyboard.

They all have dark eye sockets. Are they staying up late for emergency surgery? Professor Zhang also came to power?

Now the Institute of Surgery has all kinds of patients, but there are still relatively few emergency surgeries, most of which are incurable diseases. Come here to try your luck.

Director Han looked up and saw Yang Ping and everyone who came in, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and his tone was a little angry:

"Why don't you go back to rest? Go to work tomorrow!"

Professor Zhang looked at the time: "Is this coming to the department as soon as I got off the plane? Go back and rest."

"Slept a few hours on the plane."

Yang Ping instantly felt a sense of coming home, familiar people, familiar scenes, and felt very warm in his heart.

"A patient with spontaneous hemorrhage of the conus medullaris was paralyzed and had difficulty in urination and defecation. Mr. Zhang and I went to the emergency room for him in the middle of the night." Director Han explained why the two were so haggard.

The spinal cord angiography pictures on the electronic screen showed that a vascular malformation supplying the conus medullaris was the same as the spontaneous hemorrhage of cerebrovascular malformations, but the difference was that it occurred in the spinal cord.

The conus medullaris happens to be the terminal part of the spinal cord, and once damaged, it can cause incontinence.

Therefore, this kind of spontaneous hemorrhage of the spinal cord, once neurological symptoms appear, requires emergency surgery.

Director Han is okay, Mr. Zhang is in his 80s and can't stand it.

"Old Zhang, you'd better go back to rest," Director Han couldn't bear it.

He turned his head and said to Yang Ping, "I am determined not to let him come. This bull's temper just doesn't listen and insists on coming."

Zhang Lao waved his hand: "It's okay, an 80-year-old person, are you still afraid of sudden death?"

"Dr. Yang, are you back?"

At this time, Director Tian Yuan Tian walked into the office, and Yang Ping was surprised. Did Director Han pull Director Tian over to help?

"This patient is from my hometown, a village. There is no law in the local hospital. He called me for help. After seeing the MRI, I felt that the situation was serious. By the way, thanks to the emergency room, otherwise once he is permanently paralyzed, his entire family will be completely destroyed."

Director Tian, ​​Tian Yuan, when Yang Ping first arrived, he led the group in the Department of Traumatology. Later, the Department of Orthopedics was newly opened in Huaqiao Building, and Director Han sent him to be the director.

This man was born in poverty, and he was a kind-hearted person who did not forget his roots. Often some fellow villagers would come to see him for medical treatment. He was also very caring.

Everyone sits down and starts looking for work.

Zhang Lin couldn't help but talk to those graduate students and regular training students about his experience in Japan, adding fuel to it, vividly and vividly, and gained a lot of fans.

Song Zimo asked the lower-level doctor to push the medical record cart over. He read one by one, and then went to the ward with Xu Zhiliang to tour the ward in advance.

Now that Yang Ping is back, Director Han has to take a class with him.

After the shift, Professor Zhang went back to rest.

Director Han and Yang Ping together led everyone to round the room and handed over shifts in detail one by one beside the bed.

After checking the room, Director Han couldn't hold it anymore and asked Yang Ping to persuade him to go back to rest.

After combing Corey's new and old patients, Song Zimo noticed Sisi's latest examination results, frowned, and then handed the report to Yang Ping, instructing Li Guodong to transfer Sisi's images.

Yang Ping frowned after reading the information. The situation was very unsatisfactory. The cancer cells had regrown, showing their shape on the image, and the mediastinum around the heart also had such star spots.

Surgical methods, even ultrasonic focused scalpels, can only treat the symptoms. This is a tumor, not another disease.

Wild fire, in spring.

This is the best portrayal of malignant tumors.

A seed that has not been eliminated can develop into a scale with time.

Therefore, malignant tumors are most afraid of metastasis. Once they are transferred, it means that countless seeds are out of control, and they may hide anywhere in the body.

Several times of Haifudao treatment, Sisi's condition was temporarily stabilized, but it was temporary in the end.

"Do you need to come to Hai Fu Dao again? If necessary, I will contact Director Duan in advance."

Song Zimo was quite worried. The last inspection was fine, but this time there was such a big change.

Director Duan's name is Duan Xiaoming, the director of the Haifu Knife Department of Sanbo Hospital, nicknamed Duan Shaotou, known as Brother Ming.

The bald head is living a good life now. He studied with Yang Ping for a period of time, and mastered some real skills, and played the Haifu knife to a high level.

In particular, the removal of uterine fibroids has reached a new level, and there is no longer any messy complications of skin burning.

Removal of uterine fibroids, no surgery, no bleeding, complete removal, and fewer complications.

This made Duan Xiaoming's reputation spread very quickly. In addition to the large number of patients who came here, he was often invited by other hospitals to give lectures on flying knives.

Now the bald head is focusing on the removal of uterine fibroids with the Hai Fu Knife. With this stunt, the department, which is about to close down, is doing a good job. Director Duan has made several reports to the personnel department to expand the team.

Inside and outside the hospital, as long as Duan Xiaoming is mentioned, he knows that he specializes in uterine fibroids, and uterine fibroids have become his business card.

"There is no better way now. We can only rely on Hai Fudao to control the disease, but this method won't last long. Contact Director Duan and give us a space. I'll go see Sisi now."

Yang Ping put down the work at hand, he really wanted to help this cute little girl and tried his best.

Even Sisi in his heart has become the incarnation of all the poor and helpless patients, waiting for their lives to pass away on the edge of medical protection or beyond.

"Big brother!"

Sisi is playing with a plush toy, which Tang Fei brought back from Japan.

Her hair, which had not been damaged by chemotherapy and radiation, was shinier and darker and denser.

"The news is a bit bad. I've seen the film you reviewed. The cancer cells have re-aggregated and formed, and you can see dots of lesions on the film. Until there is no better plan, you can only perform another Hai Fu knife operation."

And the smaller the lesion, the more difficult it is to accurately bombard it with the Haifu Knife.

Yang Ping felt that it was better to communicate with her directly, and her calmness surpassed that of most adults.

"Can you help me move it to the side of the window?" Sisi picked up the cactus on the bedside table, and the basin was wiped clean.

There was a bright smile on her face, without a trace of the numbness and fatigue that often accompany the face of terminally ill patients. She could also see the luster and roundness unique to children on her face.

Yang Ping moved the cactus to the side of the window so that it could receive as much sunlight as possible. ,

"You know what? I like it because of its tenacious vitality, and it can live well even in the desert."

"Well, it's very similar to our Sisi, not afraid of difficulties."

Yang Ping put the potted plants away and clapped his hands.

Sisi pulled out a book from the bedside and handed it to Yang Ping:

"I finished reading the book you gave me."

This is what Yang Ping gave her - "Open a Heart".

The book of Stephen Wester, a top British cardiac surgeon, is a story book about doctors and patients, a classic that integrates human nature, medical academics, scientific research, and the warmth of the world.

"Actually, I am lucky, because for patients, the greatest luck is to meet the best doctor." Sisi has always been optimistic.

Yang Ping casually flipped through the book. This book is very old, because when he was in college, he bought it from a senior for a dollar at the school's flea market.

On the night he bought the book, Yang Ping read the whole book in one go, and from then on, he really strengthened his belief in being a doctor.

In the book, every patient is a story, sometimes sad and helpless, sometimes twisting and bizarre, and sometimes heartbreaking.

Whether it’s self-confidence, frustration, or helplessness, the surgeon is always doing his best, because there’s no other choice.

"Are you sad?" Sisi asked Yang Ping with a smile.

Yang Ping nodded: "A little bit!"

Sisi smiled again, as if very relaxed: "You forgot the words in this book - get rid of empathy! Why do you want to get rid of empathy? My understanding is that empathy will make doctors lose precious courage."

Yang Ping marveled at her reading and comprehension skills.

"Okay, it seems that your mood is very stable. My worries are unnecessary. Then we will arrange the next Haifu knife operation? This time there is one more goal, the heart!" Although she was a child, Yang Ping took her As a friend, talk to her on an equal footing.

"Do you want to open my heart?" Sisi's mouth opened round.

Yang Ping shook his head: "No, it's not so exaggerated for the time being. Aiming at the heart with the Haifu Knife, the risk will be very high."

"Sisi!"

Sisi's mother's voice sounded in the corridor outside. She is now a nurse in the ward, assisting nurses in making beds and taking patients for examinations.

Sisi's father was arranged by Yang Ping to be a driver at Boss Cheng's place.

For Sisi's medical expenses, someone always secretly transfers money into the account, so the couple is not under much financial pressure now.

Sisi made a silent gesture, and Yang Ping smiled knowingly.

"Dr. Yang, you're back, did I bother you with your rounds?" Sisi's mother appeared at the door and saw Yang Ping, and felt sorry for disturbing the chat between Yang Ping and Sisi.

Yang Ping brightened the book in his hand and said, "It's okay, I'll come to see her and talk to her about the book."

"Oh, by the way, Uncle Belt called me not long ago. He is doing well in Africa now, but his skin has been tanned a lot. He said, you can definitely cure me, and let me rest assured, don't think about anything. He also wants to send me a photo, saying that he wants to find a huge piece of gold as a background." Thinking of Hermes' phone call not long ago.

This Hermes, since he was cured and discharged from the hospital, went to Africa. I heard that his gold mine was buried very shallowly, the mine was good, and the purity was high. The extraction cost was not high, and he made a lot of money.

Not long ago, Hermes also contacted Yang Ping and said that if you need scientific research funds, let me know.

This person is relatively bold and full of local tyrants, but Yang Ping likes his character.

"Boss Wang called and said that he wanted to recognize Sisi as his goddaughter." Sisi's mother added.

Sisi shook her head: "Uncle Belt is very nice and interesting, but I don't want to be someone else's daughter, I only want to be my parents' daughter."

It seems that Hermes developed a relationship with Sisi during her hospitalization.

Sisi's Hai Fu Knife surgery was a bit more difficult than the previous few times. The main target of the previous few times was the liver, and there was no bone in the abdomen to block it.

This time, the ultrasound scalpel is aimed at the mediastinum, and its vicinity is the heart. Whether it is from front to back, but from back to front, the angle is not easy to find, and there are ribs, spine, and shoulder blades that block it, so it is difficult to focus ultrasound. Play a role.

One day in the future, it will also be necessary to target the heart with an ultrasonic focusing knife.

Yang Ping needs to plan the surgery plan well.