Healing Doctor

Chapter 504 Did they go in? (Bonus chapter by Alliance Leader Maxzheng185 x 2)

"Dr. Xiao Ji, why don't you try? I couldn't get it out; it was always just a little short." Director Li didn't notice Zhao Zhe's actions, and even if he had, he wouldn't have cared.

Director Li stood directly in the assistant's position, saying, "I tried many things, but none of them could hold the staples in place."

"I'll give it a try." Ji Xiang didn't stand on ceremony and directly stood in the surgeon's position to look at the previous imaging images.

Just as Director Yang said, Li Ming used a 0.89 mm guide wire to enter and then tried various miniature catchers, but none of them could hold the staples.

Ji Xiang observed slowly and did not rush to take action.

"The miniature fishing device can't hold it, and the staples are positioned awkwardly. It's just too difficult," Li Ming sighed.

Ji Xiang didn't say anything and continued watching Li Ming's previous surgery.

A few minutes later, Ji Xiang said, "Let's try the catheter on the 3F."

As he spoke, he reached out his hand.

Li Ming paused for a moment, then immediately instructed the circulating nurse to insert the 3F catheter.

Ji Xiang was also slightly taken aback.

He was already used to Tang Yan being the scrub nurse, the feeling of things falling into his hand as soon as he reached out.

Unfortunately, this isn't the Second Affiliated Hospital, and Tang Yan didn't come along.

For a moment, Ji Xiang felt a pang of nostalgia.

Two minutes later, Li Ming handed the 3F catheter to Ji Xiang. "Dr. Ji, the 3F catheter is too thin. Can you handle it?"

"We can't get the thicker ones out either, we can only try." Ji Xiang didn't explain systematically, after all, on the operating table, the patient faced the reality that if the interventional surgery couldn't remove it, they would have to open their chest.

Even though Ji Xiang had performed this surgery in the system's operating room, he remained focused and dared not be distracted for a moment.

The 3F catheter was lowered into the right main bronchus near the staple. Then, the thinnest guidewire, 0.021 inches, was obtained, the tip of which was bent, and then the guidewire was inserted.

The finer the instrument, the more precise the operation needs to be; even breathing must be controlled to prevent subtle deviations in body movements caused by breathing.

Director Li Ming roughly understood what Ji Xiang meant; he wanted to use a 0.021-inch guidewire to "attach" to the bend of the staple with the help of the 3F catheter side hole.

Then they took turns "fishing" the staples out.

but!

Because the 0.021-inch guidewire is thin, it is very soft. Whether it can accurately land on the bend of the staple is one problem, and whether it can withstand such a large force is another.

Although Director Li had doubts, he had already tried many times and failed, so he could only choose to trust Ji Xiang.

Concentrating intently on his work, Director Li even refrained from breathing.

Soon, the 0.021-inch guidewire operated by Ji Xiang extended from the side hole of the 3f catheter.

The guide wire tip, which was bent at an angle by Ji Xiang, moved slightly with the force of colliding with the guide wire side hole, and then gently landed on the curved part of the staple.

Become!

Director Li Ming inwardly cheered.

But the next second, he paused slightly.

The 0.021-inch guidewire tip narrowly missed the corner of the staple, by a hair's breadth.

Sigh, it's still a little short.

Director Li Ming knew that this procedure was extremely difficult. He tried hard to recall, but couldn't remember if his hand had trembled slightly in his excitement at thinking it was a success, which caused the surgery to fail.

"Director Li, could you please assist me with the catheter?" Ji Xiang said softly, looking at the screen.

"Cooperate? How do we cooperate?" Director Li hesitated.

"When I extend the guidewire, gently move the catheter to allow the guidewire to advance at an angle."

Ji Xiang explained.

He was also very distressed.

In the system's operating room, the surgery I performed was assisted by system NPCs, so the surgery didn't feel too difficult.

But in reality, even if you're skilled enough, if your assistant isn't, it seems like you can't perform the surgery.

Ji Xiang had an unrealistic thought in his mind: "If only the system NPCs could appear."

"How do I need to move?" Director Li didn't understand, so he "humbly" asked for instructions.

"so."

Ji Xiang began explaining to Director Li how they should cooperate.

Director Li understood what he was hearing, but he believed it was an impossible task.

Li Ming even felt that Ji Xiang couldn't complete the task on his own and started to shift the blame.

Ji Xiang was referring to a particularly perfect situation, where the level of coordination between the practitioner and the assistant is extremely high, and there can be no deviation whatsoever.

The more perfect the operation, the harder it is to achieve, and Li Ming had no hope for it.

He tried twice, but each time he was just off by a hair's breadth. Li Ming even felt that his cooperation was not as good as the first time; instead of having a positive effect, it had "made things worse."

The more he worked, the more agitated he became. Li Ming sighed, "Dr. Xiao Ji, I need to take a break."

"Okay." Ji Xiang didn't insist.

After all, while one might be able to endure performing surgery while wearing a lead apron weighing dozens of kilograms, a middle-aged man like Director Li Ming, who is over fifty, might not be able to.

Besides, Director Li had already been performing surgery for over an hour before I came in, so it was only right that he take a break.

"Director Li, please take a break." Zhao Zhe, wearing a lead apron, bowed and opened the airtight lead door, respectfully seeing Director Li out.

"Old Li, is it not going to work?"

After leaving the house, Director Yang asked.

"no."

With the airtight lead door closed, Director Li frankly expressed his inner thoughts.

"Dr. Ji's idea is correct, but it requires a very high level of skill. It's not just about the surgeon's skill; it also requires the cooperation of the assistant. I feel that if there were two Dr. Jis, the surgery could have been completed."

"Are you kidding me?" Director Yang said helplessly, "Even you can't do it."

"I'm getting old. You really have to accept getting old. Standing for one or two hours wearing heavy loads weighing dozens of kilograms wasn't a big deal when I was in my thirties, but now that I'm fifty, I can't take it anymore."

"My hands started shaking a little later on."

Li Ming emphasized one point.

Director Yang shook his head slightly. He could tell that Director Li's operation was still very precise, and there was no hand tremor as he had mentioned.

Just as I was about to say something, the image on the screen suddenly changed.

Director Yang looked up and saw Zhao Zhe already wearing sterile clothing and standing in the assistant's position. At the same time, Ji Xiang also began another attempt.

"Nonsense!" Director Yang scolded.

"Ugh."

Li Ming sighed; he didn't approve of the current approach either.

If even he himself can't cooperate, how can the "kind-faced," sycophantic old attending physician next to Ji Xiang cooperate?

"What the hell does he know? All he does is flatter. Ji Xiang is the same, he really thinks he's the director!" Director Yang's voice grew increasingly stern.

"It's okay to give it a try. If it doesn't work, I'll rest for ten minutes and then go up again," Director Li advised.

"This is the operating room, the operating room!" Director Yang stretched out his right hand and pressed the intercom.

"Dr. Ji Xiang, wait a moment before proceeding with the procedure," Director Yang said sternly.

"Oh, okay." Ji Xiang didn't insist and quickly agreed.

"Old Yang..." Director Li stared at the screen, his eyes wide open.

"What?!"

"Look."

Director Li pressed the button on the walkie-talkie.

"Brother Zhao, have they gone in yet?"

(End of this chapter)