The Godfather of Surgery

On the third day after the operation, when Yang Ping went to the ICU for rounds, he checked the muscle strength of Gan Fengyi's mother's lower limbs.

This recovery speed is relatively fast. After the spinal cord compression is relieved, the earlier and faster the muscle strength recovery, the better the surgical effect.

According to Yang Ping's experience, Gan Fengyi's mother has great hope of recovery.

If the muscle strength returns to level 4, you can try extubation, and it returns to level 5, which is completely normal.

Yang Ping came out of the ICU ward. The family members were waiting in the waiting area. Several family members were arguing.

A male patient, only in his thirties, had explosive viral myocarditis, which was already dead when he came, and is currently maintained on ECMO.

Dr. Meng from the ICU explained to Yang Ping that there are too many things like this in the ICU. It may be the place with the highest mortality rate in the world. How many people have not been able to defeat the god of death, and not everyone has a chance to live.

To live is to be lucky.

The family members were very loud, and the woman seemed to be the patient's wife, sitting on a chair crying.

It's useless to scold him all the time, and men also need dignity. Did you know that after his company closed down and lost his job, in order not to make you anxious, he still carries a briefcase every day, leaves early and returns late, and pays on time every month. Here it is, all the money is borrowed, you know how to scold him, scold him, and now it's alright, if you want to scold him, he can't hear it.

You didn't even know he had a high fever those days?

I want to know, I won't quarrel with him.

It's raining so hard, you drive him out?

I don't know, really.

In the ICU and the emergency department, there are often such noisy family members. These two places are places where life and death are parted. Yang Ping has seen this kind of thing a lot.

Yang Ping hurriedly returned to the comprehensive orthopaedic ward, where Professor Li was studying Zheng Baosheng's latest examination results.

Zheng Baosheng's heart and blood vessels are like a pot of battered noodles. During the operation, the noodles must be separated one by one. These separated noodles cannot be broken or damaged, which is why the operation is very difficult.

The supplementary examinations, including angiography of the surgical area, showed that many of his vascular distributions were different from normal human anatomy.

Professor Li Zehui was sitting at the desk, staring at the heart model in a daze, holding the model in both hands and turning it slowly.

After coming to China, except for 301 Hospital and Sanbo Hospital, Professor Li has never been to other places. He declined all entertainment and entertainment activities, and spent all his time in the ward studying Zheng Baosheng's case.

These days, he sometimes closes his eyes and thinks, and sometimes looks at the images and reads them repeatedly with a magnifying glass. Like this model of the heart and great blood vessels, he is in a daze, often for an entire hour or two.

One day in the middle, he took time to go to his parents' hometown to worship his ancestors, and then returned to Sanbo Hospital.

On several occasions, he personally performed color Doppler ultrasounds on Li Baosheng at the bedside to make full preparations for the operation.

After staring for a long time, Professor Li began to draw again. He had already drawn no less than 100 pictures. He felt embarrassed and always apologized to everyone for wasting everyone's paper.

When meeting people, Professor Li also nodded and said hello. The doctors at the Provincial People's Hospital, Affiliated One and Affiliated Two invited Professor Li to dinner, but Professor Li politely declined.

Yang Ping has the habit of running. The Sanbo Hotel has a gym, and Yang Ping often runs on the treadmill there.

Professor Li also followed Yang Ping and ran together, discussing cases while running.

When he was in the United States, Professor Li learned the habit from his teacher. On weekends, he would run on the shore of Lake Erie with his dog.

Professor Li was drawing seriously, Yang Ping just smiled at him, and then went his own way.

Song Zimo reported that Zheng Baosheng's preoperative preparations had been completed, and he could have an elective surgery.

For Zheng Baosheng's surgery, Yang Ping has completed the simulation in the system space. For this kind of difficult surgery, as long as the points allow, Yang Ping is willing to perform preoperative simulation. The only and irreversible life is to maximize the success rate.

Taking advantage of the time now, Yang Ping decided to have a private conversation with Zheng Baosheng himself. Song Zimo knew that before every major operation like this, Yang Ping would have a private conversation with the patient as the chief surgeon, so he would not interfere.

The young man was curled up on the hospital bed with his parents by his side. Yang Ping said, We are fully prepared. We are preparing for surgery. I want to talk to him alone.

Lao Zheng and his wife left the ward, took the door behind them, and waited at the door.

Yang Ping opened the curtains: Do you usually like to close the curtains?

Well, I don't dare to look at the sunlight outside. Zheng Baosheng's eyes were half-squinted, his voice timid.

Yang Ping stood beside his bed: Whether you look at it or not, the sun is outside, let's open the curtains and be calm.

Zheng Baosheng acquiesced, and his half-squinted eyes slowly adapted.

We are going to perform surgery on you. The risk of surgery is high, but I have enough confidence. Yang Ping opened the topic.

The dialogue with the patient must be candid.

I know, it's very likely to die on the operating table. Zheng Baosheng was a little dumbfounded.

Yang Ping comforted him: It's just a possibility. You are not the first patient to be pulled back from the gate of hell through my hand.

Thank you, I have seen many doctors, you are the only one who makes me feel confident, but I know my condition, it doesn't matter, if I can get through this, I can live like a normal person, me, and my parents All dreams come true; if unfortunately die on the operating table, I will finally be freed, they will also be freed, I drag them down, if they have a healthy son, life will be happier. Zheng Baosheng's tone was decadent.

You are very calm. You can say anything you want to tell me, such as worry and fear. Yang Ping encouraged him.

There's nothing to say, I'm just unwilling. I didn't do anything wrong, why is it unfortunate for me. Zheng Baosheng's tone was flat, obviously he was desperate.

This is a matter of probability, you can only accept it, you can't escape it, your spine is severely deformed, causing thoracic dysplasia, the heart and large blood vessels are squeezed in a small space, and some unexplained exudative inflammatory lesions make crowding These structures have become a pot of noodles. In this operation, I will deal with this pot of noodles. I will separate the noodles one by one, put them in a suitable position, and then correct the curved spine. If successful , you can live like a normal person, if you fail, your life will stop on the operating table, which is also a matter of probability, but I think the probability of success is relatively high. Yang Ping briefly told Zheng Baosheng the surgical method.

Even without this operation, I can see the end of my life, just ahead, do you know how terrible it is? How terrified a person is when he knows he won't live long, and he lives with his fingers! How unwilling! Zheng Baosheng sobbed softly.

So, I'm talking to you for the last time now and want to hear your own opinion.

I don't want to die! So--even if I know it's fire, I'll pounce on it.

Have you figured it out? Yang Ping asked.

Thinking about it clearly, after thinking about it for many years, no one gave me the opportunity to choose this before, but now you have given me this opportunity, no matter whether the operation is successful or not, I will accept my fate, I am afraid of death, but sometimes I think about it, death is also There's nothing to fear, just like sleeping, you don't know anything, you just never wake up. Zheng Baosheng said calmly.

If I wake up, I will take them around and let them enjoy life. I will take over the restaurant at home and learn from them how to run it. I will cherish every day. Yell at them again, I want to live a good life, but now even living is a luxury, I don't ask for anything else, I just want to be able to live. Zheng Baosheng turned around with difficulty and looked at Yang Ping.

Yang Ping stretched out his hand: If you believe me, I will do my best for your wishes.

Zheng Baosheng stretched out his thin hand: Thank you for helping me tell my parents, I actually hate them very much.

Why don't you say it yourself?

I don't know. Every time I want to talk, I want to cry. I don't want them to watch me cry.