Chapter 295 blunt separation of scalpel tip
Chen Qun's face was tightly wrapped up in goggles, masks and protective caps, and his fluent English with a British London accent made all the doctors inside have no doubt about his identity. Mayo Clinic has the most outstanding doctors and nurses from all over the world, and countless outstanding students are studying here. A doctor from London is even more common.
Director Robin, in the observation room above them, suddenly made a decision that surprised everyone.
"Teddy, you stop the operation right now. Chen, can you correct this mistake by yourself? "
Isn't that too hasty? The one who can keep tigers in captivity and send them to Mayo Clinic immediately is at least the middle class, not the poor who can't afford health insurance. What's more, he was sent to the operating room of the nerve center, at least a millionaire and VIP patient here, so he didn't have to go to the emergency operating room of the clinic for surgery.
Why did Robin directly ask Chen Qun to replace the doctor in charge of the operation without knowing whether the operation was right or wrong? This has always been a big taboo in China.
However, with Robin's words, the surgeon immediately put down the scalpel, angrily turned and left, and hit Chen Qun with his shoulder heavily, directly expressing his dissatisfaction with his actions.
Peng's voice, Chen Qun is still standing like a mountain, not even shaking his shoulder. He bumps into the doctor who is half a head higher than him. He leans back, and his shoulder is twisted unnaturally by 70 or 80 degrees. Then he returns to the original state and continues to walk towards the door of the operating room.
There was another heavy sound of closing the door, which showed that people's anger was enough to turn the whole operating room into nothing.
Li Bing saw Chen Qun standing quietly in the same place, just like an insignificant rock on the Bank of the river. After the waves, he was still calm, even his eyes didn't change.
This is a cruel man. Maybe he has some basic martial arts. He is not as gentle as he looks. If you start a fight, a few people can't beat him.
Li Bing spoke highly of Chen Qun's other abilities. I also know that Chen Qun is a child of an old family of traditional Chinese medicine. Several generations of people have been treating traumatic injuries. According to the Convention, they usually know how to do it. Otherwise, they will not have the strength to do it.
However, what shocked Li Bing most was Chen Qun's understatement. He didn't have the appearance of young people's anger and fierce competition, which showed that the boy didn't pay attention to the foreign doctor at all, whether it was medical skills or the "friendly exchange" between single rooms.
But there is another thing that Li Bing has noticed. It's director Robin, the bad old man who looks like Einstein, who has absolute control over his subordinate doctors. He's still the one who has no choice.
In the Mayo Clinic, where the world's top doctors gather, those who do so will either die long ago and have no residue left. What is left is absolute authority and absolute strength. Those who suppress other doctors to death do not even have the heart to show any resistance.
Chen Qun and other surgeons went out and calmly looked at the screen in front of them and answered the question without any emotion.
"Yes, but one of the fillings and one tendon suture have to be removed, which may take a while."
"Good! Can it be finished before the end of dinner at 2 p.m? I don't want to miss today's grilled sausages. "
Chen Qun did not answer, but directly with action to complete the answer.
He walked directly to the operating table, "tweezers No.8, surgical scissors!"
At the moment of opening his mouth, he had completed the same operation in the system space, with a completion rate of 96%, which made him confident enough to rescue the operation.
Two slightly heavy instruments were handed to Chen Qun, who sighed a little. It is indeed the richest hospital in the world. Even the quality of surgical instruments is much better than that in China. However, the nurse deliberately took two pieces of larger equipment to him. It was clear that she secretly expressed her anger and showed a little bit of incompatibility with the enemy.
Chen Qun knows at least two things from this subtle action. The first thing is that the doctor who was ousted is very popular among his colleagues; The second thing is that he has offended all the other doctors and nurses in this operation, and as the matter spreads, there will be more doctors hostile to him.
At the thought of this, Chen Qun has a bitter smile on his lips. As the ancients often say, misfortune comes from his mouth. He is really asking for trouble. When he arrives at the Mayo Clinic, he gets into trouble.
Since the low-key is not good, then a sultry "low-key"!
Chen Qun immediately gave up the idea of replacing surgical instruments. He gently clamped the tweezers toward the soft tissue. The scissors in his right hand, as if they were spiritual, gently picked out the sutured surgical lines, instead of cutting them roughly. In particular, the tweezers and scissors are perfectly matched, the tweezers are slowly raised, and the scissors are like a butterfly to pick out all the sutures.Without waiting for other doctors to respond, Chen Qun lightly ordered the second order, "pull hook, fix the upper left position a little."
While speaking, the action in his hand did not stop. At the moment when the suture line of the soft tissue was finally picked out, he did not pick out the silk thread. Instead, he gently pulled the silk thread on the fixed frame next to him and rolled the soft tissue upside down in the exposed muscles, so as not to let the back pressure pass and block his vision.
Under the pressure of soft tissue, biceps brachii was still separated by him in the same way, and then he calmly said, "light up the searchlight!"
The nurse behind turned on the shadowless lamp at the top of her head. In the bright light, everyone can see that an brachial plexus is rising with the muscle bundle pressing on it, slowly recovering from a flat shape to a cylindrical shape.
Several other doctors and nurses saw it clearly, and then they knew that there was no mistake in what he had just said. In particular, the main nerve had broken a little, and the patient might not feel any sensation because of the compression.
"Bind the branch of external jugular vein. I'll cut the scapulohyoid muscle and readjust the nerve channel to prevent it from being excessively pulled and squeezed."
"I can't see the branch of external jugular vein here. I'm very sorry!"
"It's OK. I'll do it myself."
Chen Qun saw that his assistant found a small excuse not to interfere in the operation behind him. Knowing that this was a sign of preparing to throw the pot, a sneer came out of the corner of his mouth.
Compared with the broken system with the skill of throwing pot at the level of real master, their skill is only intermediate and advanced, and they are not so good at it. He doesn't have to be afraid at all.
Chen Qun raised his eyes and looked at the screen on his forehead. Compared with his eyes, he seemed to be silent for 30 seconds before suddenly opening his eyes. His eyes seemed to be shining.
"Ten scalpels and Edison forceps, please! Thank you
When he spoke, he looked back at the equipment nurse intentionally or unintentionally. Suddenly, he missed the girl named Zhang Xin who was a nurse under his pseudonym. It's just that this kind of time probably won't come back.
If the nurse in front of him gives him the wrong instrument again, he is welcome.
Two surgical tools were handed to him. Chen Qun moved the brachial plexus a little bit in the scapular part at the speed of flowing water. The technique was ingenious. The cutting position of the scalpel was almost close to the outer membrane of the muscle, but it didn't damage any of the muscle membrane. With a sharp knife point, he made a blunt separation effect.