"Without surgery and chemotherapy, you can live for up to two months. Without surgery and only with chemotherapy, you can live for about 3 months. There are several possibilities for surgery, one, failure; two, semi-success, and a few months later
If you can't compensate, you're still gone; third, if you succeed, you may be able to live longer."
A brief introduction to Liu Muqiao.
This was his first time in this kind of situation, or this kind of conversation.
"What's your best possibility?" Foles said.
"That's a cure." Liu Maqiao smiled slightly.
"Cure?"
Folis's eyes lit up, and he quickly clarified his thoughts and tried to survive for three months with a cure. No matter how you calculate this gamble, there is only one option.
"I decided to have surgery!"
Sun Tao said: "The risk is very high, you have to be cautious!"
Folis smiled bitterly, "I know the risks!"
It was Sun Tao's turn to question.
"Liu Miqiao, you, I trust you 100%, but your surgical method has subverted my understanding of this patient. Do you really want to try it? I estimate that your success rate will not exceed 10%. Is that right?
"Sun Tao asked.
Liu Muqiao smiled and said: "I wouldn't try it if there was a 10% chance. I estimate that the certainty must be more than 70% before I would do such an operation."
Sun Tao asked in surprise: "70%? With such a high degree of certainty, why should I worry about Mao?"
That’s it.
"You, you, and you as an assistant." Liu Maqiao pointed at Hua Bucheng, Hu Yidao, and a young attending doctor and said.
He turned his head again and said to Folis: "You can go back and rest. My colleagues and I are going to study the operation method. The operation will be performed at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning, okay? Tonight, you wait in the ward, and someone will come to find you."
You talk."
The surgical interview sometimes takes several times, and the attending doctor and anesthesiologist will ask you to talk and sign.
Of course, ordinary surgery is not so complicated.
The surgery on Folis's mother was a major surgery, and even Liu Miqiao thought it was a major surgery, so it must be quite a major surgery.
It is true that there are a large number of metastases in the liver, and there are only a few complete leaf segments. We can only preserve the non-infiltrated fragments as much as possible. This is a subversive operation.
This kind of surgery is 10 times more difficult than ordinary liver lobe and liver segment resection.
No one has ever performed liver surgery of this difficulty.
There is another unknown question: Will this pieced-together liver perform normal liver functions?
According to the traditional concept, after two-thirds of the liver is removed, the liver function of the remaining one-third can be compensated normally. Now, with only one-fifth left, can it still function normally?
Liu Miqiao made the flowers step by step, Hu Yidao, and Fan Jianqiang called over. He drew a picture on the computer, then marked the parts that needed to be removed, and marked the remaining parts in red, and finally assembled it into a liver composed of fragments.<
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One word.
Difficult!
Fan Jianqiang spent a lot of effort to understand Liu Miqiao's design.
Liu Muqiao's drawings on the computer are two-dimensional, but the specific operations are three-dimensional.
Hua Bucheng and Hu Yidao understood it and were able to put together a three-dimensional diagram in their minds, but they couldn't complete the specific operations. Even as assistants, they would have difficulties.
"Did I make it clear?" Liu Maqiao asked after finishing speaking.
"I understand, but I don't think I can complete the task, even as an assistant." Hua Bucheng said honestly.
"It's okay, you can just help me with the chores. Please familiarize yourself with this picture again, and we'll see you tomorrow."
After Liu Muqiao said this, Fan Jianqiang realized that this was the so-called preoperative discussion. He quickly filled in the records. Preoperative discussions are indispensable in medical documents.
After Liu Muqiao left, Hua Bucheng and Hu Yidao started discussing.
"Can such an operation be performed?"
"Highly suspicious."
"Yes, I highly doubt it too."
"Don't get me wrong, I'm not doubting Liu Miqiao, I'm doubting whether I can be a good assistant."
"Hey, you think I doubt Liu Miqiao? I also doubt whether I can be a good assistant."
"But, then again, I don't believe that Liu Miqiao can handle this surgery."
"Hey, I don't believe it if I tell you my truth."
……
Two people, you say something and I say something. Fan Jianqiang on the side is confused. Do you also doubt Liu Miqiao, who is like a god?
Fan Jianqiang is the chief physician of the Department of Hepatobiliary Surgery. He has only been promoted for one year. He is a junior doctor and is at the bottom of the Antai Hospital. If he had not been named by Liu Muqiao, he would probably not be qualified to take the stage.
This kind of difficult surgery is supposed to be the exclusive preserve of the chief doctor and deputy chief doctor, and only they are qualified to learn from Liu Muqiao.
Hua Bucheng and Hu Yidao were discussing, but they still expressed their attitude with practical actions. They will go all out for tomorrow's operation, and they also believe in their hearts that Liu Miqiao will not fail.
Several other chief doctors heard that Liu Miqiao was going to have major surgery tomorrow, so they hurried over to find out who was going to do it.
There are 17 chief physicians in the entire liver surgery center, and even more deputy chief physicians, close to 40. Everyone wants the opportunity to follow Liu Miqiao on the stage.
Liu Miqiao himself named Hua Bucheng, Hu Yidao and Fan Jianqiang. Logically, such a major operation requires more than four assistants.
There is still one spot left.
They are all fighting for Hua Bucheng. Some are applying through Hu Yidao.
"I'm not sure which of you will be accepted. I can report your application to Liu Muqiao."
There were so many people applying, Hua Bucheng could only use this trick. In fact, the assistant was sure, how could Liu Miqiao care about so many people?
Hua Bucheng secretly gave a look to a deputy chief physician named Lin Xiaoming. You will come tomorrow.
He pretended to ask Liu Muqiao for instructions.
After Liu Muqiao came out, he went to the ICU to visit the old man Trado. Since he promised him to live for more than 5 years, he must fulfill his promise.
Thinking about the price he paid to rescue Liang Hongyu, Liu Maqiao forgave him for his past actions.
He first looked at the abdominal drainage bag and found that there was only a small amount of bloody fluid. The total volume was only 30 ml, which was very small.
I checked the urine output again.
Normal, 300 ml of urine, light yellow, clear.
Then look at the vital sign data.
Trado fell asleep.
The effects of the anesthetic are still there.
"Did you cry out in pain when you woke up?" Liu Maqiao asked the nurse.
"No." The nurse was a little excited, and Liu Maqiao spoke to her.
"Your name is Li Guixiang?" Liu Maqiao asked.
"Oh, you know my name? Oh, I understand, you saw my name tag." The nurse was a little disappointed.
Liu Muqiao smiled.
Antai Hospital has tens of thousands of people, how could Liu Miqiao know so many people?
If he could really call out the name of a certain nurse, she would of course be so excited that she couldn't sleep.
"How long have you been in the ICU?" Liu Maqiao wanted to chat more.
"It's only been one year, and I worked in the cardiology department for one year," the nurse said excitedly.
"Oh, that's awesome. You came to the ICU just one year after practicing internal medicine. It shows that you are very capable." Liu Miqiao couldn't help but praise.
The nurse was so excited that her hands were shaking.
She is indeed very capable, and Zhao Jing made the personnel adjustments herself.
This chapter has been completed!