Arriving at Shanghai No. 1 Hospital, the director of pancreatic surgery came out to take Professor Long in.
Professor Long has been here several times and performed several operations. Every time, the director of the pancreatic department was his first assistant. They are already very familiar with each other.
"Mr. Long, I'd like to thank you so that I can listen to your teachings again." The director's surname is Pan.
"You kid, you've learned too much about listening to my teachings. Just don't say bad things about me behind my back." Professor Long said with a smile.
"Mr. Long, you said there is a chance of surgery on this patient, but we really don't dare to do it."
Professor Pan and the others discussed it several times, and the result of these discussions was that it was not suitable to perform surgery, and they believed that there was a high possibility of being unable to get off the operating table.
The family members are very willing to try it out.
Therefore, Professor Pan asked Professor Long for his opinion.
Professor Long said with a smile: "Don't draw conclusions too early. It's hard to say who is right and who is wrong. Maybe you are right."
With that said, the elevator door opened, and a beautiful nurse came in, holding a puncture kit in her hand.
She looked at Liu Muqiao as soon as she came in.
Liu Muqiao also looked at her.
She doesn't seem to know Professor Pan, and Professor Pan doesn't know her either.
The hospital is too big and we meet strangers every day.
Very nice.
Liu Muqiao just saw the flight attendant. The flight attendant on the plane was indeed good, but compared with the current nurse, she was not even a level up.
After just a few glances, the door opened again, and two more nurses came in, two more beautiful ones.
They stared at Liu Miqiao again.
Liu Muqiao was not polite, he didn't dodge his eyes at all, he looked at the other person's gaze and directly forced his gaze back, even making him blush.
"Arrived."
Director Pan reminded.
Liu Muqiao reluctantly got out of the elevator.
Walking in the spacious corridor, Liu Miqiao still felt a little excited. In a few months, the neuropsychiatric center building of Antai Hospital will be built.
The decoration style of that building was based on that of Shanghai No. 1 Hospital. The design and materials were the same. Vice President Tang led a team and more than a dozen people came.
The decoration of this building is very modern, and even in a few decades, this kind of decoration will not fall behind.
Walking along the way, the hospital beds were full, and many people had tubes inserted into their bodies.
This is the style of pancreatic surgery. After coming out of the operating room, 3 or 4 tubes are pretty good.
The Pancreatic Department is very large, with more than 120 beds. It ranks second in the country and is considered a top pancreatic department.
Professor Long is a little overwhelmed.
Every doctor came up to say hello to him. They had all attended his classes, and he had a very high prestige among doctors.
His popularity value has reached 9800, which is only 200 away from 10,000. It makes sense for him to be admired by others.
Dr. Liu Miqiao and Professor Long stood aside indifferently, without any complaints.
In such a high-end hospital, the ordinary doctors there are very good, not to mention there are many associate professors and professors here.
There is no problem that they don't care about Liu Muqiao and the doctor, because they are professors and associate professors themselves, and Liu Muqiao should call them teacher.
The patient's information has been sent.
Professor Long is watching a movie, and he watches it very seriously.
I watched it for 20 minutes.
There was no obvious change in his expression until Director Pan asked him, "How is it?"
"I still have the same view as before, there is a chance."
There is a chance, but it is possible. This statement does not give people enough confidence.
"Please tell me about the surgical design, Professor Long, and by the way, give us a lesson." Director Pan said.
"Well, okay, let me talk about the design of this surgery..." Professor Long was not polite. They were all old acquaintances, so there was no need to be polite. He started to talk about the specific steps of the surgery.
Liu Muqiao listened for a while and quickly understood Professor Long's idea. He was now concerned about imaging films.
Liu Miqiao squeezed through the crowd, came to the reading light, and looked at the MRI film carefully.
Before getting the high-end treasure box, Liu Muqiao had little experience in imaging films of the pancreas. Now with "The Encyclopedia of Radical Surgery for Pancreatic Cancer", watching the film is like watching the real thing, clear and three-dimensional.
He looked at it very seriously.
He saw every blood vessel and every adhesion, foreseeing when bleeding would occur and when it would affect nearby organs.
After watching the movie, it was as if he had undergone an operation in his mind, just like a movie.
"No problem. No problem at all. At most it's a near miss." He muttered a few words.
At this time, Professor Long happened to be making the conclusion.
He said: "Although it will be very difficult, there is still a chance. It is 60%, no, 50% sure."
Unexpectedly, as soon as this sentence was finished, Liu Maqiao's sentence happened to be followed.
No problem?
No problem?
Did you come to this conclusion?
At this time, almost everyone was looking at him.
Liu Muqiao is still immersed in the MRI film.
"No problem. It seems difficult, but it's actually not too difficult. I'm 99% sure." He was still mumbling.
"Liu Muqiao, do you think it's not difficult? Are you 99% sure?" Professor Long asked.
Liu Muqiao was surprised.
"Uh...yes."
"Okay, you will be the surgeon on this patient, and I will be your assistant." Professor Long was about to see Liu Miqiao's surgery. He was so confident, so let him do it.
As soon as this was said, many people became confused.
Do you want your student to be the surgeon?
Professor Long saw everyone's confused looks and said with a smile: "Yes, I want to see classmate Liu Miqiao's surgery."
Director Pan said: "How can your student perform an operation at such a young age? Is this operation too difficult?"
His few questions not only did not make Professor Long change his mind, but also strengthened his determination.
"If I don't give him some difficulty, I'm worried that I won't be able to see his true level. Maybe the difficulty of this surgery is just right for him."
Professor Pan asked again: "Have you never tested Dr. Liu's level?"
"Normally? I just met him today. Just now, I met him at Antai Hospital in Qingjiang. I heard that he had performed a difficult surgery for pancreatic head cancer. Unfortunately, I didn't see it with my own eyes, so I brought him here.
Here, I want to see it with my own eyes."
As soon as these words came out, more people were confused.
"He's not your student?"
"Not yet, but I will definitely recruit him next year."
"Do you want him to be the surgeon today?"
"Yes, his surgical skills may be better than mine."
"Is this possible?"
"Yes, absolutely. I have already seen some of his abilities. You can also see them later."
Although Director Pan had a different view, he would not believe that Liu Miqiao could perform this operation even if he died. However, since Professor Long insisted, he did not say much. Anyway, he would be on stage later, and there was no need to change the surgeon temporarily.
Something big will happen.
After a few more discussions, we got up and walked to the operating room.
Liu Muqiao put his hands in his pockets and followed behind.
Today was a major surgery, and he felt very happy to have the surgeon perform it.
This chapter has been completed!