Super Magic Surgery System

When he got off the operating table, Chen Qun felt refreshed, as if he had eaten platinum. His waist was no longer sore, and his legs no longer hurt. He felt a sense of pride that he had never felt before. He smiled brightly at the nurses who were coming in his direction and Chi Hong, who was operating the computer.    

"We did it!"    

Koo Ning's voice sounded from the door, "Chen, how confident are you?"    

Chen Qun pondered for a moment, and said with a deep and firm voice, "Personally, I believe there is at least a 90% chance that the patient will gradually recover. However, we still know very little about nerves and the brain, so it is not clear whether some brain nerves have been damaged, which can have other adverse effects on the patient. But I think the patient can restore half of the human capacity. "    

Actually, he understood clearly that the female university student in front of him had a 99% chance of fully recovering. Of course, it would be impossible for her to reach a normal person's level in a short period of time. However, after recuperating for a year or two, he became like a normal person, only a little weak.    

As long as he did not exercise hard or work hard, there was not much difference.    

Even though Koo Ning is a doctor of cardiovascular surgery, his mind and brain are not separate. He recovers all kinds of nerve and brain damage after surgery, but he is an authoritative expert. He knows that for this completely paralyzed vegetable, even if he wakes up, it will still take a few days before he can carry out some simple activities. It would be months before he would be able to stand up on his own.    

Now, not only was Chen Qun confident, even the teacher and Fellow Jiang Ming, who had slept in the medical station earlier, were also optimistic. At ten o'clock in the evening, as they watched Chen Qun complete more than half of the operation, the two Fellow Scholars knew that even if there was a slight problem, the patient's ability to resume eating and talking was within their expectations. It was even possible for his four limbs to regain some movement ability.    

Chen Qun did this kind of innovative surgery as if he had practiced it thousands of times. He could only explain everything in a textbook style operation. This was no longer an operation, but a completely new medical technique, a process of grasping and remodeling between cells.    

If you looked at the big screen and didn't see the color in the blood vessels, most doctors would probably think it was a colonoscopy or a tracheostomy.    

They had lived for so many years, yet they had never seen anyone who was able to manipulate human hands to the precision of a micrometer. Compared to mechanical equipment, they were more similar to mechanical equipment.    

Theoretically, this operation should be able to remove and repair the cerebral capillaries, but to be precise, it would require at least ten to eight years of training before it could reach such a level.    

Koo Ning knew that the two old Fellow had made another mistake. He predicted that Chen Qun would finish the operation at around 7 or 8 in the morning. He specifically told the nurse to go over and wake them up so that they could clear the last checkpoint. However, they had never expected Chen Qun to complete the operation at 2 o'clock in the morning.    

He was even more clear about the reason for the early completion. He knew the proficiency and quality of light surgery. From morning to night, Chen Qun had completed at least two qualitative leaps. In other words, the ten-thousand hours that a normal Surgery Doctor would need ten years to complete was enough for him to need more than ten hours.    

This little guy was a natural genius at surgery. There was probably no other doctor in the world who was as capable as him. At this rate, his future would be limitless.    

At this moment, seeing Chen Qun give a positive answer verbally, he realized that it was similar to what he and the other experts expected. An operation that no one could complete, in his hands, had created a world record.    

Of course, Prof. Thomson and his colleagues who arrived just in time, after seeing the structure of the nerve and blood vessels in the patient's Cranium Cerebri s constructed by the computer, they completely knew that if they followed the laser ablation procedure proposed by them, it would only lead to one consequence: the patient would die on the operating table.    

After laser ablation, the blood vessels that disappeared would inevitably stimulate the vegetative nerves in the brain, allowing the brain stem to produce coping mechanisms, which would result in spasms and strokes, and even massive hemorrhage caused by cerebrovascular burst.    

This was the result of a computer simulation. From start to finish, there was no possibility of success. In other words, if the operation was performed in an operating room, it would be a failure.    

This was also the reason why Prof. Thomson and Ye Zichen left in low spirits.    

After all, even without the computer simulation, any Brain Department expert would have known that the CT images of the capillary hemangioma that Fong Qiuyun had recreated under a high power electron microscope had contained many errors and omissions. Just using laser at a fixed location would cause the operation to fail.    

From a certain point of view, Chen Qun had saved their reputation. It was also the most depressing aspect of Thomson, the competitive and hot-tempered surgical expert.    

It could even be said that the two foreign experts had completely lost at the starting line. It could be said even more simply that this was the victory of the Operating Instruments's technological prowess, as well as the complete victory of the doctor's abilities in surgery.    

Any expert who saw Chen Qun's surgical skill would be able to see a huge difference. This was not something that could be made up by training, but by the huge gap created by nature.    

Chen Qun had performed any surgery for the first time. Just from the entry level technique, the completion rate was improved by two or three levels through his personal ability and his solid basic skills, directly reaching the level of an expert.    

It was easy to understand that Chen Qun could get 100 points in an operation with 60 points. This feeling of great disparity was more evident in the eyes of doctors who were skilled at surgery.    

Koo Ning knew that he had this kind of feeling, and didn't even have the mood to compare. Inside the hospital, any person who had seen Chair and Group Professor would have the same evaluation.    

While he was thinking, Chen Qun walked out of the operation room and went to the corridor outside. Fong Qiuyun's parents were still sitting on the bench beside the wall, dozing off while waiting for their daughter's news.    

Chen Qun walked over with big strides, the sound of his footsteps woke the couple from their sleep. The moment they saw the smiling Chen Qun walking over, they saw a bunch of people pushing beds behind him, preparing to take him into the elevator.    

Seemingly hearing the carefree voices of the medical staff, the couple felt their hearts being affected. They looked eagerly at the savior of their daughter's life.    

"Auntie Feng, the operation was very successful. Fong Qiuyun will wake up at noon tomorrow. Please rest assured!"    

A pretty voice beside him interjected.    

"Auntie, uncle, this operation was done really well. Even Prof. Thomson, who prepared to perform surgery on Qiu Yun, had completed the operation. You can go from the elevator here to the Intensive Care Unit on the eighth floor to visit the patients. Actually, Doctor Gu already said that there's no need to send it into the Intensive Care Unit. It's only for safety's sake, that's why he sent it over for a few days for observation. "    

The couple hurriedly thanked him and quickened their pace, jogging towards the elevator.