C1568 Not to Pursue Perfection
C1568 Not to Pursue Perfection
This surgery was temporarily postponed for half a day from the beginning of the night, and it was scheduled for the morning of the next day. As for the reason, it was to let Chen Qun lead the entire surgery group to perform a simulation surgery to ensure that nothing went wrong.
The eldest miss also knew her own situation. She did not feel anything when she saw the bloody wound, but when she saw the colorful organs, she would feel a little subconsciously disgusted. So she stopped all the surgeries and let Chen Qun continue to torment himself.
Chen Qun knew what the young lady was thinking. It was a pioneering surgery, so he invited Jiang Ming over. He would be in charge of this surgery. It was both to give him face and to write a thesis summary. All the hard work had been thrown to the back of his mind.
The big academician brought a member of the Group Professor to participate in this surgery. In fact, his purpose was very simple. He wanted his colleagues who specialized in this field to learn all the advanced techniques in this field. The effect of watching on the observation platform and watching from a close distance in the operating theater were very different.
Besides, this surgery was a little more special compared to the last time when Zhong Yiming performed the surgery. Although it was impossible to install a piano in the operating theater for debugging, it was necessary to get an electronic instrument to be used as a testing instrument.
The reason why the surgery was delayed for half a day was to let Ling Hongyu familiarize herself with the electronic instrument and ensure that the performance would not be too different. Zhong Yi Min originally wanted to be a professional musician to be the judge, but in the end, he was rejected by Chen Qun because he performed brain surgery. This made him a little depressed.
The surgery had just begun, and Jiang Ming had nothing to do. He glanced at the staff in the operating theater and asked casually.
"Didn't you guys have a PhD graduate from Harvard Medical College? Why didn't you ask him to participate in the surgery?"
Chen Qun swiftly and steadily performed craniotomy on Ling Hongyu. He only glanced at Little Ding, who was acting as the fourth assistant.
Ding Liping immediately answered Fellow Jiang's question.
"Student Han has been captured by Associate Hospital Director Huang to the Inpatient Department these few days. He and the two professors there are in charge of a few large-scale brain surgeries. Two of them are even his chief surgeons. We are all envious of him. We are still doing our internship, so he can perform surgeries alone! Does this count as looking at his academic qualifications?!"
Of course, Jiang Ming knew whose family this little chili belonged to. However, he could not help but sigh at her innocence and simplicity. He did not need to ask to know that Dr. Harvard was kicked out of the surgery group by Chen Qun temporarily. He must have seen some signs, so he sent him to the inpatient department to preside over the surgery.
In one sentence, it was very likely that Chen thought that this guy had high standards and low hands, so he made the appropriate medicine for him to practice. If he could not get through this, then he would not have the chance to return to the surgery group.
Although both sides were in the same hospital, Chen Qun's group leader had to bear the most difficult surgery. The inpatient department was a normal surgery, and the difficulty alone was not a heavyweight. However, Jiang Ming also knew Chen Qun's intentions. The members of his surgery team were all technical talents among the younger generation, and each of them had a solid foundation. Their academic qualifications might not be as great as Harvard's doctorate in medicine, but their surgical volume definitely surpassed that of Harvard's.
Besides, the military medical interns that Old Yang had kidnapped. . . They were more capable than the younger generation in the hospital, but they were a little impatient. However, their mentality and surgical style were more in line with Chen Qun's style. That was why he brought all his efforts to nurture him. He provided all kinds of practice at almost no cost. He even used hundreds of live pigs. The chief resident of the Neurology Department was so envious.
Now that Old Han's grandson had been exiled to Huang Shiren's side by Chen Qun, he should have been tortured by Huang Shiren. After the surgery, he would call Old Han and tell him.
The following operation made Jiang Ming not have the time to think about other things.
After Chen Qun confirmed the baseline of Ling Hongyu's motor center, he started to use Optical Forceps to stimulate her. He wanted to see whether the brain cells would react to the pressure of the high-tech light beam.
The result that everyone was concerned about quickly got the answer on the brainwave image. In several sensitive nerve centers, there would be a visible reaction. With the comparison of the super computer, they could analyze some obvious abnormalities. However, to stimulate the brain with a needle that was even thinner than cow hair was like finding a needle in a haystack.
The only fortunate thing was that the super computer adopted a new algorithm. In Ling Hongyu's record for more than half a month, she found the pattern and check the red line. Very soon, she found the position of the nerve knot that controlled the trembling of her fingers. Then, she began a similar experiment similar to the one that Zhong Yiming did last time.
However, he was in charge of listening last time. This time, the patient personally played the electronic zither in front of him to determine if his condition had changed. During the surgery, two-thirds of the time was spent quietly waiting for Ling Hongyu's performance. The rest was to modify the position and find a more suitable place.
However, the final result was a little surprising. On the surveillance camera on the Optical Forceps, He discovered that the position of a cell had a strange reaction to the pressure on the Optical Forceps. Then, he went out and used the Optical Forceps as a scalpel. He cut open the brain cells and found a nerve node that had gone ill below. It was also because the original nerve fibers had turned into a lump of hemp, confusing all the information transmission together.
Regarding this result, Jiang Ming immediately gave out the Therapeutic Regimen and suggested it to Chen Qun.
"Doesn't our hospital have Knight Victor's artificial nerves? Let's remove the position of the disease first, then build a few capillary nerve sheaths to guide the capillary nerves to regrow and restore them. Theoretically, it can be treated, but how to connect it becomes a problem. "
Chen Qun had known about this outcome long ago, so he explained the situation to the patient directly.
"Miss Ling, there is a new sign of your condition at this time. It is that there is a nerve malformation in your motor center, and it can also be called a nerve tumor. If we don't remove this tumor, It will further suppress your central nervous system, causing your hand movements to become more and more uncontrollable. But if you remove it, We don't have the neural structure image of your normal brain's movement center, which means we can't construct a complete neural link for you. That's why we can't guarantee that you'll be able to return to your peak performance "
Jiang Ming heard Chen Qun's explanation and sincerely felt that Chen Qun really did not know how to speak. If it wasn't for the brilliant surgery, he would have been beaten to death on the street. He immediately glared at Chen Qun and started to sing the pale face to the patient.
"What Little Chen said is only the worst news, but we actually don't know much about the brain. However, we know a fact. That is, all postnatal skills are the stimulation of the brain's neurons through a long period of time. The result of establishing a neural conduction link. In other words, if your skills regress. . . After a period of practice, the brain will reestablish a neural link. . . Let your skills recover "
Ling Hongyu pondered for a few seconds, then raised her head and gave her a choice.
"Actually, I'm already prepared to have a brain tumor, but after hearing what you said, the situation isn't that bad. Then I'll ask you to perform surgery and remove that abnormal tumor. Even if my level can't be restored to normal, I can still be a normal person and be a teacher or a musician. I don't need to take the risk to pursue perfection. "