Rebirth of a Doctor Without Regrets

A collective gasp rippled through the crowd, surprised that Wang Xiao's observational skills had reached such a keen level.

Shen Hao also noticed Wang Xiao's progress, and his technique became more refined.

For a speed-oriented athlete, forcibly slowing down their pace and forcing them to work slowly and meticulously will only make them more prone to making mistakes.

Shen Hao explored and removed the diseased tricuspid valve, and then performed mattress sutures around the tricuspid valve.

Next, prepare to insert the artificial flap into the flap opening.

【Ding! 】

[Risk of iatrogenic postoperative complications. Surgical failure.]

"Wait!" Wang Xiao gestured again.

"What is it now?" Shen Hao asked impatiently as he put down the artificial valve.

Why would this increase the risk of postoperative complications? Shen Hao's procedure didn't seem to have any problems.

After a moment of silence, Shen Hao realized what was happening, reached out to probe the opening, and sighed again: "Bring me a gasket."

Wang Xiao also realized that the patient's myocardium was relaxed and the valve annulus muscles were soft, so a pad was needed, otherwise paravalvular leakage was likely to occur.

Just like when you connect a water pipe, if the pipe wall at the joint is soft and lacks elasticity, then when the water flow is large, the joint will naturally leak.

At this point, simply place a washer to secure the joint.

"Time rewind!"

[Start the time rewind module.]

[Current number of surgeries completed: 666]

Total backtracking attempts: 615

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"Director Shen," Wang Xiao suddenly spoke up as the surgery reached the valve anastomosis stage, "I believe that the patient's long-term lack of exercise has led to lax muscles around the valve orifice, and directly suturing the artificial valve would increase the risk of paravalvular leakage."

Shen Hao was taken aback. His hand naturally reached towards the valve opening. After a two-second silence, he made an "O" gesture to the scrub nurse.

The scrub nurse immediately understood and handed Shen Hao a valve opening pad.

The crowd sighed again, amazed at how thoughtful Wang Xiao had been.

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【Ding! 】

The surgery was successful.

[Current number of surgeries completed: 667]

Total backtracking attempts: 620

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief as they walked out of the operating room.

Today's operating room was fantastic; the quality of the surgery was impeccable.

But this was not due to Deputy Director Shen Hao's efforts; it was entirely the result of the second assistant, Wang Xiao, interfering and meddling on the sidelines.

"Is Wang Xiao kidding me? He's so familiar with tricuspid valve replacement surgery, and he's even working as a second assistant?"

"Just a few days ago he asked to borrow my tricuspid valve surgery information, and now he's all that capable?"

"I heard that he was able to perform cosmetic injections in the emergency room before, and that he was self-taught."

"That's amazing! No wonder he's so highly regarded by the hospital..."

"Deputy Director Shen doesn't look too good today."

"How can you feel good when you've been instructed on how to perform an entire surgery?"

After finishing the surgery, Shen Hao did not immediately step into the next operating room as usual. Instead, he went into the toilet and rinsed his face with cold water.

He knew better than anyone that Wang Xiao was targeting him, retaliating for driving Zhang Baoping away.

But Wang Xiao was able to use the surgery to point out his oversights time and time again, and each time he was right, which was somewhat terrifying.

Could it be that his talent truly surpasses mine?

Absolutely impossible! There's no way anyone could be a better surgeon than me!

But how can all of this be explained?

Shen Hao felt that things couldn't continue like this. As a doctor, when a subordinate clearly points out your mistakes, you can't possibly ignore them.

But if he instructed himself like that for every surgery, what would happen?

Even someone like Lin Gaoming, who is so bossy, would be unbearable, let alone a junior resident doctor.

Since that's the case, let's put it to the test and see what it's really like.

He's so knowledgeable, let him try operating on his own. Who knows, maybe he's the type like Zhu Chunhua?

Can you understand it? You're knowledgeable, but clumsy with your hands?

Wait a minute, can someone who's clumsy with their hands get cosmetic injections?

My mind was a complete blank; I had no choice but to take the gamble.

A sinister glint suddenly flashed in Shen Hao's eyes. He might be able to perform a conventional tricuspid valve surgery, but what about an unconventional one?

In the afternoon, there was a surgery where the valve leaflet had a rare deformity and severe adhesions to the surrounding tissues, making it far more difficult than a routine mitral valve replacement. Even a senior attending physician might not be able to complete it successfully.

When the time comes, Wang Xiao will definitely make many mistakes, and then he can personally go on stage to make up for them. This will not only demonstrate his authority, but also give him a legitimate reason to criticize Wang Xiao for being unrealistic and incompetent.

If he makes a mistake, it could even disqualify him from going on stage, leaving him with a complete psychological scar so that he will never dare to challenge himself again.

After drying his face, Shen Hao straightened his collar, his expression regaining its usual sharpness and composure. He strode out of the restroom and headed straight for the chief inpatient's office.

Zhao Zhao had just finished his work and was rubbing his throbbing temples when he saw Shen Hao come in. He quickly stood up and said, "Deputy Director Shen, you've arrived."

"Let's adjust the mitral valve replacement surgery this afternoon. Let Wang Xiao be the lead surgeon and Wu Deyang the first assistant. Make the arrangements."

Zhao Zhao was stunned for a moment, his face full of surprise: "Deputy Director Shen, are you sure? Wang Xiao is just a resident physician, he hasn't even been a first assistant doctor before, and you're going to make him the chief surgeon? And doesn't that not follow the rules of your treatment team?"

"I set the rules," Shen Hao sneered. "His performance this morning was outstanding. He was very observant and corrected many of my mistakes. I should give him a chance to improve. Don't worry, I'll be watching over him. Nothing will go wrong."

Zhao Zhao knew that Shen Hao's mind was made up, and there was no point in saying anything more, so he could only nod and say, "Okay, I'll make the arrangements now and inform Wang Xiao and Dr. Wu."

When the news reached Wang Xiao, he was in the lounge reviewing the morning's surgeries. Upon hearing that Shen Hao wanted him to perform the tricuspid valve replacement surgery, he immediately understood that this was retaliation against him.

Shen Hao's stubbornness and hypocritical pretense were like playing a "guess where I'm hiding" game in a bikini in front of Wang Xiao, who had been reborn.

Wang Xiao could already picture what lay beneath the fabric.

They had just provoked him in the morning, and then suddenly gave him such a good opportunity in the afternoon. It couldn't possibly be that they genuinely appreciated him.

There must be something fishy going on.

But he didn't refuse. This was his first opportunity to be the lead surgeon independently, and even if it was a trap, he didn't want to miss it.

What's more, he's a man with cheat codes.

Wang Xiao received the patient's medical records and imaging data, quickly flipped through them, and combined them with the rare cases recorded in Lin Xi's notes, immediately recognizing the unusual nature of this surgery:

The patient has a congenital malformation of the mitral valve leaflets, which are irregular in shape and severely adhered to the surrounding myocardial tissue, making separation extremely difficult. Even the slightest carelessness could damage blood vessels and lead to massive bleeding.

Postoperative complications such as paravalvular leak and heart failure are also common.

Even if the director were to do it personally, he would have to be extremely careful in handling it.

"It seems Director Shen is deliberately trying to embarrass me," Wang Xiao muttered to himself with a cold smile.

He quickly reviewed the coping methods recorded in Lin Xi's notes and simulated the surgical procedure in his mind.