One shot!

Not only has Chen Houkun never heard of this idea, he even thought about it. After Zhou Congwen mentioned it, he reacted for a long time before he knew what the young man opposite was saying.

One shot is finished, the operation is over!

The surgery to cut the lung lobes is reduced from 3-4 hours to about half an hour...

This is no longer running forward, but flying... No, I was sitting in the east wind and going to Tokyo directly "swoosh".

In the past, I thought that Zhou Congwen was as stable as an old dog, without a young mind, and did not compete for fame or profit. Now, Zhou Congwen is still a young man.

Chen Houkun was stunned for a moment, then shook his head slightly, "Xiao Zhou, this is too risky, no."

"Ha." Zhou Congwen smiled and said, "It has nothing to do with adventure. After seeing the patient's organizational structure, try it with a 60 gun, leaving enough distance to get there, and there is no risk. If you don't work, don't do it. I just proposed a possibility."

Chen Houkun's heart moved.

What Zhou Congwen said is completely in principle. If you can, do it, and if you can, don’t. No one forced himself to use one shot.

You can just talk about various preoperative evaluations, and it depends on the situation after entering.

The patient is very thin and small, weighing no more than 80 kilograms, and the diameters of the bronchial artery vein and bronchial will be several millimeters smaller.

If the interleaf fissure develops well, it seems that there is a possibility of a fight with one shot.

Once this thought appears in my mind, it can no longer be curbed, and Chen Houkun's mind becomes active.

If you think about it, there should be no problem.

The paper in the window that was poked open by Zhou Congwen was getting bigger and bigger, and the bright sunshine in another world shone in. The temperature in the operating room seemed to have increased several degrees, and Chen Houkun felt hot all over.

"Professor Chen, it's ready!" the anesthesiologist reminded with great enthusiasm.

He just took the time to go to the next surgery room to take a look. Pan Cheng's surgery was still at the level of separation of bronchial artery and veins, and it can be said that he was moving forward at a speed.

In contrast, Professor Chen Houkun’s surgery was like the work of a professor in the Imperial Capital, fast and stable, and in the blink of an eye, the three surgeries were over.

There is no need to match Pan Cheng with the best news. The anesthesiologist greeted Chen Houkun with a smile, with excitement and admiration in his tone.

Chen Houkun took a last look at the patient's video data and turned around to brush his hands.

Disinfect, lay sterile sheets, wear clothes on the stage.

Standing in the position of the surgeon, Chen Houkun had already forgotten all the things about the live broadcast of the operation. His heart was beating "bang bang bang bang". All he thought in his mind was that if the battle could be ended with just one shot, it would have a strong guiding significance for future work.

What is the specific guiding significance? I can’t finish what I want to say in a day and a night.

But that's all for the future. What we need to do now is to take down this operation. As for whether it is one shot or two shots, it depends on the situation in the operation.

He reached out and a scalpel slapped Chen Houkun's palm.

"Wait." Zhou Congwen picked up the disinfected lamp handle and then began to adjust the illumination position of the shadowless lamp.

With Zhou Congwen here, even the lights are much gentler, the location is just right and the view is the best.

After cutting it in one size fits, the sterile gauze has been pressed on the wound.

Then the electric scorching appeared, and a few times of sex. When the nurse slapped the middle bent pliers in Chen Houkun's hand, the bleeding of the skin edge was over.

Blunt separation, single lung ventilation, incision indifference poke card, and the lens penetrates the chest cavity.

Chen Houkun almost breathed all the way. He took a breath, looking forward to the moment when he saw the patient's interleaves.

It takes many preconditions to end the battle with one shot, and almost all patients are suitable.

The only possible problem is that the patient's interlobular fissure is not well developed, and if that happens, it will take one or two more shots.

Chen Houkun is also quite enterprising. After Zhou Congwen finished speaking casually, he regarded it as a real thing. He wanted to try whether the 60 gun could hold all the organizational structure in one mouthful, and there should be room for reserved before and after.

The weather is beautiful, and the patient's interleaf fissures develop particularly well. It is rare to go directly to the roots and there is no need to waste a shot.

"It's done!" Chen Houkun grabbed his lungs with long pliers and saw the cracks between the leaves, and couldn't help but shout in a low voice.

The anesthesiologist was confused and asked in a daze, "Professor Chen, what's the matter?"

"It's okay." Zhou Congwen smiled, "The operation may be completed soon, and warm salt water will be prepared."

The anesthesiologist was stunned and looked back at the clock hanging on the lintel. Less than 7 minutes after the skin was opened, and the operation was about to be completed?!

However, Zhou Congwen did not continue to popularize the anesthesiologist. He used long forceps to cooperate with Chen Houkun's movements to simply free the bronchial artery veins and bronchials.

The patient is very thin, has little fat, and isolates it very quickly.

Looking at the simple and clean anatomical structure, the voice in Chen Houkun's heart became louder and louder.

One shot can do it!

This is not because Zhou Congwen said that Chen Houkun blindly followed. He had cut more than a thousand cases of lung lobes, and he knew what to pay attention to and what to be careful about.

"gun!"

After the separation was completed, Chen Houkun stretched out his hand.

The instrument nurse handed over the straight cutting stapler.

The gun was stuck along the poke, and Zhou Congwen used long forceps to help the patient's bronchial artery and veins and bronchials into the muzzle.

The reserved parts before and after are enough, and there will be no possibility of being able to hold them in one shot. In the end, some tissues are not cut and sutured.

Chen Houkun held his breath and concentrated, pulled the trigger in his hand, and the creaking feeling came from the straight cutting stapler.

One shot,

Entering the soul!

After the injection, the plastic bag appeared next to the lung tissue. Zhou Congwen put the cut lung leaves into the plastic bag and pulled them out.

"Warm salt water."

Chen Houkun had long been used to the assistant's operation. He did not praise Zhou Congwen in surprise, but instead reached out to ask the nurse to ask for warm salt water.

"What?!" The equipment nurse was stunned for a moment. The circuit nurse had just sat down and wanted to take a breath, but when she heard that Chen Houkun had to warm salt water in less than 20 minutes of opening the stage, she jumped up in fright.

Just now, Zhou Congwen asked for warm salt water, but she ignored it, thinking that it was a doctor in the outer hospital who was talking nonsense. Unexpectedly, Chen Houkun started asking for salt water soon. Was the surgery so fast?!

"Warm salt water." Chen Houkun said firmly, "The operation is over."

"..." The instrument nurse was stunned.

"..." The nurse in the tour was stunned.

"..." The anesthesiologist was also stunned.

Chen Houkun didn't look at them at all. His eyes were staring at the TV screen. Zhou Congwen's long pliers exposed the incision completely. After a shot, he stopped everything he should have stopped. There was no bleeding and no air leakage was seen.

Perfect!

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In the synagogue, there was no sound. Everyone looked at the second live broadcast screen with their eyes straight, and they couldn't say a word.
Chapter completed!