Chapter 227: The Tree of Life (Part 1 of 5)
“Sister Lin, please keep your eyes closed. Don’t rush to open them,” Zheng Ren muttered in the operating theater.
Lin Jiaojiao was a senior nurse in the Interventional Radiology Departnt and knew how interventional surgeries worked. The mont she saw the blank region on the radiograph of her eye, she knew her fate was sealed.
However, this young doctor had carried on with the usual protocol. He was determined even when she had given up hope.
After hearing what Zheng Ren said, Lin Jiaojiao asked, her voice trembling and her eyes closed, “Doctor, is there still a chance for ?”
“The outco is promising. If everything goes according to plan, we’ve already resolved the issue.” Zheng Ren smiled, but it was hidden under his face mask. “We can give you a definite answer after obtaining the results from radiography.”
Lin Jiaojiao had always complied with dical advice. Even when faced with the possibility of losing her vision, she still instinctively obeyed doctor’s orders.
She did not question her doctor’s decisions despite the fact that interventional surgery seed unrelated to whether or not her vision recovered, or that her surgeon was a young doctor that she had never heard of.
When the young physician told her that she had a chance of regaining her eyesight, Li Jiaojiao’s eyelids fluttered non-stop while her eyes remained shut, visibly fighting to contain her emotional turmoil.
“The radiograph,” Zheng Ren said quietly.
Su Yun imdiately pressed the button on the pressure injector. A black image appeared on the screen, the silhouette of the contrast agent resembling a giant tree.
Zheng Ren and Su Yun held their breath and stared at the screen unblinkingly.
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In the operating console room, Departnt Chief Kong, Chief Ma, Dr. Shen, the operator, and the nurse had their eyes stuck to the screen as well.
Whether the procedure had succeeded or not...
It all boiled down to this mont.
The contrast agent spread across the blood vessels rapidly, from the internal carotid artery to the ophthalmic artery...
The branches gradually grew finer until the agent finally reached the region that was previously blank.
The dark contrast agent weaved through the region unimpeded. It instantly branched out into countless capillaries like innurable masses of rootlets that stemd from underground roots.
It indicated life!
Life and victory!
Departnt Chief Kong rose to his feet in one swift motion and looked at Zheng Ren through the transparent lead glass.
Zheng Ren let out a long sigh as he confird that the blockage in the ophthalmic artery had been cleared. He looked out of the room and gave a thumbs-up with his right hand.
From the outside, Departnt Chief Kong mirrored the action with his own.
It was a success!
“Remove the catheter and clamp down,” Zheng Ren said before leaving the operating table with a smile on his face.
He tore off his sterile surgical gown and entered the operating console room.
“Little Zheng, well done!” Departnt Chief Kong did not hold back his acclaim. Words could not express his sincere and deep exhilaration.
“You flatter ,” Zheng Ren said, grinning, “The amount of urokinase administered was higher than usual, so we should keep an eye on her post-surgery.”
Departnt Chief Kong waved his hand dismissively. If Zheng Ren had to worry about these things, he, as chief of the departnt, would be obligated to dash himself against the walls of the operating console room.
Chief Ma of the ophthalmology departnt had made a 180-degree turn in her attitude towards Zheng Ren. Laughing, she said, “Little Zheng, your dical skills are exceptional.”
“You’re exaggerating,” Zheng Ren said courteously.
“That was an understatent.” Departnt Chief Kong rolled his eyes and continued, “You need to learn to accept credit when you’ve done sothing incredible. Don’t ever belittle yourself. Your humility is like a slap to my face.”
Dr. Shen was hiding in one of the corners, his face covered in tears. He was the one who had embodied the slap on Departnt Chief Kong’s face, not Mr. Zheng.
After recollecting the whole procedure, he had co to the conclusion that he could have perford the entire surgery himself. Even though he might have taken a longer ti than Mr. Zheng, he had the skill to execute it without fail.
However, although he could retroactively understand the procedure, few people had the guts to attempt a new surgical technique during an ergency, especially with such a rare case.
Who would take the risk to go through with a procedure beyond their grasp? Those who did had a certain level of confidence that it would work. Based on this alone, the difference between them both was crystal clear.
Departnt Chief Kong sighed internally when he saw Su Yun applying pressure to stop the bleeding. “Little Shen, set up the compression device.”
This was soone capable of a heart transplant at postgraduate level, now reduced to stopping bleeding via manual compression under Zheng Ren. What a waste of talent.
Furthermore, no one perford manual compression in Imperial Capital anymore. Here, they used compression devices to achieve hemostasis.
Even though the device cost over a thousand dollars, out of reach of poorer patients, it had its advantages, such as allowing for recovery as soon as four hours post-surgery. Many people... most people did not mind paying the extra cost.
For a mont, Dr. Shen was relieved that Departnt Chief Kong had not censured him, but in the next, he ran into the operating theater like a stray dog let loose[1] to stand in for Su Yun.
Departnt Chief Kong chuckled and said, “Little Su, is everything fine?”
Su Yun had drunk the most when they were in Tang Song Restaurant—a catty of Maotai.
Under normal circumstances, it was prohibited to perform surgery after drinking. However, he had just filled an assistant role and appeared perfectly fine with no sign of discomfort, which was why he had been allowed to enter the operating theater at Zheng Ren’s request.
Departnt Chief Kong was concerned for these youngsters.
“Yes.” Su Yun removed his sterile surgical gown and passed it to the operating theater nurse.
The nurse received it with a smile and helped him dispose of it in a large red dical waste bin.
“Is a catty a lot?” Su Yun said stoically.
“...” Zheng Ren glanced at Su Yun and saw that the man’s fringe had stuck to his forehead in the shape of his surgical cap. This was so top-tier pretense being put on, he mused.
Since two of the chiefs were present, Zheng Ren could not make a jab at Su Yun about the incident involving crayfish and Snow, and thus let him go on with his act.
“Youngsters; such vibrant energy,” Departnt Chief Kong said whimsically.
“Do you need for anything else?” Zheng Ren asked after checking the ti on his watch. It was already an hour past midnight and he wanted to leave.
“It’s done. You guys can retire for the night,” Chief Kong answered, “You still have enough stamina for tomorrow’s surgery, right?”
“Absolutely,” Zheng Ren said.
“Okay, I’ll hand over at 8 a.m., and you guys can arrive at the operating theater at 8.30,” Chief Kong said.
“Sure, I’ll be here at 8.30 sharp,” Zheng Ren confird. After bidding farewell to both chiefs, the operator, and the nurse, he left as quickly as he could.
“So handso,” the nurse mumbled to herself as she stared at their departing backs.
“Stop dreaming.” Departnt Chief Kong was in an exceptional mood, basking in the success of the surgery. He said with a laugh, “Don’t waste your ti on the both of them.”
“Why do you say that?” The nurse looked upset.
“That assistant already had a fan base two to three years ago when he was in Union dical College Hospital. Now that he’s back in Imperial Capital, you probably wouldn’t be able to join the fan club in the first place,” said Chief Kong. Gossip was inevitable in the operating theater on such a montous occasion.
‘So iconic! He even has his own fan club!’ thought the nurse.
“Back to the surgeon: what do you think he’s like if he had the ability to make Su Yun his assistant?”
This ti, Chief Ma interjected and asked, “About that, Old Kong; who’s the guy who operated today?”
“You wouldn’t know who he is even if I described him. I’ll tell you this much—Old Chu from the CT departnt, Zheng Ren and I t today and discussed new differential diagnoses and surgical techniques. We perfected it based on his conjecture.”
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[1] This is a description used in “史上第一混乱”, written by Zhang Xiaohua. I really liked it and used it a couple of tis.
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