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Seeing Chen Qi slipping away, Dean Guo burst out laughing. He looked at several pages of surgical records and sighed while reading:

"Lao Jin, come and see, this operation is so perfect. I really don't know where this kid learned these skills. If I were to perform this operation today, I wouldn't be sure, but I think Chen Qi is doing it lightly.

Relax."

While Jin Peilin was doing the finishing work, he was also thinking about this issue.

A doctor's skills cannot be born, they must be taught and practiced. So where did Chen Qi, a technical secondary school student working in a health center, learn these surgical skills?

"President Guo, do you think it was taught by Mr. Li Baotian from the former Health School? He was the former director of surgery at the Provincial No. 1 Hospital, so there is no telling how good he is."

When Dean Guo heard this, he nodded slightly:

"This is the only explanation. Damn, Lao Li has been hiding this guy for so many years. It turns out that he secretly taught such a good apprentice. Chen Qi is quite talented."

"Yes, the director of the first provincial hospital teaches me every step of the way. It's so enviable."

Not to mention that everyone in the operating room was thinking on their own, in fact, after Chen Qi took off his surgical clothes, he collapsed and leaned against the wall of the dressing room, unable to relax.

After all, the operation lasted for 10 consecutive hours, and I was fully focused on it. My physical and mental energy were greatly exhausted, and I don’t know how many times more tiring than applauding for love.

Chen Qi sat there for a long time, seeing no one around him, so he quietly took some chocolate and soda from the provincial capital to replenish his energy.

It's a pity that when he was in the provincial capital, he didn't buy the Feizhai Happy Water that he wanted so much. It was really a great regret in his life.

When they came out of the operating room, Deputy County Magistrate Ying's family members were still waiting outside. They had no idea that this young man would be the surgeon in charge today and their father's lifesaver.

So no one glanced at Chen Qi, everyone was talking excitedly.

"Great, the operation was successful. Dad will not die. I have hope of getting promoted to a full-time major this year."

"Yeah, if dad is gone, my job transfer will definitely come to nothing. I hope dad can hold on for a few more years and help us out, right?"

"Dad has recovered from his illness. We must not let him recover, otherwise he will not have much influence..."

When Chen Qi heard these words from the children of the Ying family when passing by, he could only shake his head helplessly.

Poor parents in the world, even when they are old or dying, they still think about their children.

But how many filial children are there? They only want their parents’ money and power. What they care about is Deputy County Magistrate Ying, not their father.

But this is someone else's housework, and Chen Qi doesn't want to interfere too much. If in another future life, such a major surgery, as the chief surgeon, he would have received at least tens of thousands of red envelopes.

Director Zhu was lying on the hospital bed, still not fully awake after general anesthesia. Chen Qi sat for a while, seeing that it was already very late, and thinking about his family, he hurriedly left.

When he came out of the People's Hospital, the road was full of children setting off firecrackers. It was very lively, and there were even people setting off fireworks. It was probably the work of some big factory.

The faces of the Vietnamese and Chinese people who had finished the New Year's Eve dinner were all beaming with joy, and the whole city was immersed in the joy of the New Year.

Chen Qi tightened his clothes and ran towards Lu Xun Road's home at a faster speed.

These days, there is no mobile phone WeChat to notify. He guessed that his sister and younger brothers and sisters must be waiting impatiently.

Being reborn into this world, with his family waiting for him, this feeling makes Chen Qi feel warm all the time.

The first day of the first lunar month

In the morning, Chen Qi got up early and fired off a cannon, then carried some cans of malted milk to the People's Hospital again.

Director Zhu has undergone a major operation. Of course Chen Qi, a disciple, wants to visit. By the way, he also wants to inquire about the condition of the county magistrate who had pancreatic cancer yesterday.

Obviously Comrade Zhu Huoyan is still very popular in the hospital. No, the ward is packed with people. There are waves of relatives, friends and colleagues visiting the patient. Chen Qi waited in line for a long time before his turn.

"Teacher Zhu, how are you feeling today?"

Zhu Huoyan's face was not very good. After the operation, he still lost money, but when he saw Chen Qi coming in, his eyes obviously lit up.

"Chen Qi, come here."

Chen Qi hurried to the bedside: "Teacher Zhu, tell me."

"Tell me, what happened to the pancreatic cancer surgery yesterday? Even Dean Guo, not to mention me, may not be able to do this surgery. How did you do it? Teacher Li taught you how to do it.

What?"

"Uh, Teacher Li?"

Chen Qi blinked his eyes and wondered what happened to Teacher Li in the middle. Then he immediately figured out the connection. I bet they attributed their surgical skills to being taught by Teacher Li Baotian.

Chen Qi felt happy. Teacher Li had already gone to the provincial capital. Because he would never return to Yuezhong after being unhappy in the medical school, it was a suitable shield.

"Teacher Zhu, how did you guess it? Teacher Li asked me to keep it a secret and not to tell others casually."

Zhu Huoyan was a little impatient:

"This is your business. I don't care. I just want to know the whole process of your operation yesterday. This operation was the most difficult in our People's Hospital. Now Director Guo has ordered a major discussion of the medical records of the whole hospital.

And I also want to write a paper."

This is a feature of the hospital.

For common diseases, hospital leaders and top experts are actually not interested. For example, for an appendix surgery, even if your patient opens the back door and goes to the chief expert, they will promise you that they will accept the patient.

Useless.

Believe it or not, when the patient enters the operating room and is put under general anesthesia, the person who performs the operation will definitely not be the chief expert, but any small doctor.

This is also the reason why many patients complain that when they go to the hospital, the only people they see in front of them every day are young doctors, and few old men come to check the ward.

But if you have a rare disease or a disease that is very difficult to operate, the treatment will be different.

Those old professors with gray heads, those experts who wear gold-rimmed glasses and usually pay thousands of dollars per account will show up one after another, follow you throughout the process, and personally formulate the surgical plan for you, and they will definitely do it personally during the operation.

Why?

They don’t want your little red envelope. They want you to have a rare and representative disease. After the surgery, you can write a paper, lead a project, and at the same time show off in front of your peers.

"Hey Lao Li, can you do this kind of surgery? I can!"

"Hey Lao Zhang, what is the success rate of your type of surgery? I am, 100%, haha."

So back to Deputy County Magistrate Ying’s disease, the grassroots hospital misdiagnosed it 8 months ago, and the People’s Hospital found the lesion and successfully removed it. Well, the reputation of Yuezhong People’s Hospital suddenly rose.

Apart from several hospitals in the capital, Shanghai, and provincial capitals, how many people can perform this kind of ceiling-level surgery, except for outstanding doctors like Professor Wu Mengchao? There are few in the entire Haidong Province.

Next, as long as the quality of life and "survival rate" of Deputy County Magistrate Ying are tracked throughout the whole process, it will be a super-A paper.

It would be strange for Director Guo to miss this opportunity, so he had been sorting out the cases with the medical staff last night and had no thoughts of going home to spend New Year's Eve.

Although Zhu Huoyan fell, he was still full of curiosity and wonder for a technical geek like him. It would be strange to let Chen Qi go if he was caught today.

What else can Chen Qi do? Of course he can only tell everything he knows.

Director Guo didn't know where he got the news that Chen Qi was here, and he immediately rushed to the surgical ward.

"Good boy, I really didn't make a mistake. You are really a damn talent. Tell me how you performed this operation. Darling, I thought about it all night yesterday. If I were to perform this operation,

There is a high probability that someone will die."

Chen Qi could only scratch his head and be a good boy. He didn't want to be too pushy, and he couldn't say he had a golden finger.

"Dean Guo, he didn't think too much during the operation. He just thought that the patient should not die on the operating table, otherwise it would be Teacher Zhu who removed the brand. Outsiders didn't know that it was Teacher Zhu who killed the deputy county magistrate.

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As for the operation process, I can really only say that it was a fluke. First, when I was doing the liver cast in the medical school, Teacher Li repeatedly told me the relevant knowledge and precautions, and also asked me to practice on cadavers many times.

times.

So I have a model in my mind, where are the blood vessels, where are the organs, where can't be touched, where can I boldly try, I have a certain idea, so I dare to use the knife, otherwise I wouldn't dare."

Dean Guo nodded, obviously agreeing with this explanation:

"Sure enough, you have a very good knowledge of anatomy and a certain amount of practical experience. Comrade Li Baotian is indeed a former expert from the First Provincial Hospital. Do you have any experience summarizing this operation for us?"<

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Dean Guo and Director Zhu are both like curious babies. They have countless questions in their minds and want to "ask" Chen Qi.

Chen Qi thought about it and decided not to hide anything:

"There are several technical points and difficulties in this operation. First, the diameter of the pancreatic head mass exceeds 6 centimeters. The stomach, duodenal artery, common hepatic artery, etc. are all surrounded by cancer masses. It is too difficult to separate them.

, malignant bleeding may occur if you are not careful.

Second, the surgery at the county hospital resulted in extensive intra-abdominal adhesions, such as the adhesion between the head of the pancreas and the vena cava, the jejunum and the gastrointestinal colon. This resulted in unclear surgical vision and doubled the difficulty.<

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The third is that the hook of the pancreatic head and the portal vein have been fused together, making it difficult to separate. It is like we have finally overcome many difficulties and reached the final destination, only to find that the target cannot be removed, which will be fatal.

So this is what I do..."

While Chen Qi was talking, he took a piece of paper and wrote and drew on the paper. Many of the knowledge points he talked about were from later generations and had never been heard by Director Guo and Director Zhu of this era.<

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So the two of them listened very carefully. Dean Guo even kept recording with his notebook, looking like a good student.

Originally, Chen Qi and his younger brothers and sisters made an appointment to go play for a day in the first grade of junior high school, but now it turned into a day of classes.
Chapter completed!