Takahashi was on hand to introduce the identity of the questioner and also acted as a translator at any time.
Tang Shun was always available for translation assistance in the audience, but Takahashi was able to cope with it easily and did not need Tang Shun's help for the time being.
"Professor Matsui!" Yang Ping bowed slightly to show courtesy.
"What you said is very good. I agree. We don't have hundreds of autopsies, but there are currently studies of thirty cases. Quantitative changes can cause qualitative changes. The amount of this amount varies from person to person. Some people need a hundred surgeries to do it.
Proficient, but some people only need ten machines to be proficient. That is, the amount required for each person and each team to cause qualitative change is different."
"And this technique has been proven by two successful cases."
"If this patient does not undergo surgery, the probability of death is 100%. Why not apply the already successful surgery to him? Even if it is experimental, it is completely feasible. The purpose of medical skills is only one---to cure diseases and save lives."
"Hmm---"
Matsui felt that there was nothing wrong with the answer.
It seems that he, Komori, and Mitsui are unable to regain Ning Jue’s right to be the surgeon.
"How do you know this young man? Why haven't I heard of you before?"
Ikeda became more and more interested in this young man.
"Last year at an academic conference, Tokyo University Hospital and their hospital shared a live broadcast of trauma emergency. A patient with abdominal injury had a huge hemangioma in the abdominal cavity that was also damaged, causing uncontrollable massive bleeding. Takahashi was attending the conference at the time and came on stage to help with the surgery.
But after the operation was opened, I could no longer continue the operation. After Dr. Yang took over, he calmly completed the operation smoothly. I failed to rescue the same patient back then---" Masao Fujiwara told Professor Ikeda the whole process. "Let's arrange this operation as soon as possible!" Ikeda gave up his prejudice.
"You agree?" Masao Fujiwara didn't expect him to change his mind so quickly.
I agreed before because I wanted to protect Fujiwara, but now I agree from the bottom of my heart.
"Confidence from strength cannot be faked. You should hire the right person. I will support you no matter what. We are old and the hospital's advisory group should not exist. I have proposed disbanding several times, but
There has been no result. If it turns out that he can succeed, what about the president's surgery?" Ikeda talked to Fujiwara in the lightest tone.
"I'm thinking about it."
Fujiwara nodded and fell into deep thought. The relationship within the family is complicated, and now the two groups competing for the successor are fiercely fighting.
One group is the successor designated by the doctor, and the other group hopes to change this decision.
No one knows the cruelty of the struggle better than Fujiwara Masao. What is dramatic is that the designated successor hopes that the president will never wake up again.
The opposition hopes that he will wake up so that it is possible to reconvene an internal family meeting to discuss the change of successor.
Masao Fujiwara is just a doctor, but he is also a member of the family and cannot stay out of the matter.
Ikeda is a little tired. He heard that China has developed rapidly in recent years, but he didn't expect it to be true. Even a young and promising professor like Takahashi surrendered to this Chinese doctor.
Looking back at the foreign experts who were watching, Ito felt that this term's chairman of the Asia-Pacific Orthopedic Association is likely to change hands, and Fujiwara cannot hold on. Perhaps this is the general trend.
After Yang Ping finished speaking, the venue was quiet, and no one asked questions at all.
The vast majority have no experience in this area of surgery, and those who have experience cannot share their experience in simple cases.
At this time, people from the administrative departments such as the Affairs Department and the Advanced Medical Evaluation Department who were present could only leave the decision-making power to professors Ikeda, Fujiwara, and Komori.
Ikeda, this old professor with great achievements in medicine suddenly fell silent.
Perhaps, an era is about to pass.
"I won't attend the next academic meeting. I'm a little tired. Some things are a trend that I can't resist. Don't pay too much attention." After Ikeda finished speaking, he leaned back in his chair and half-squinted his eyes.
Fujiwara Masao understands what the teacher means. It is not just medicine. China's development has surpassed Japan's in all aspects. This will be the future trend. Japan's advantages in some aspects are temporary and will one day be surpassed.
Time is limited, so it is difficult to explain this new surgical method thoroughly within an hour, but everyone has basically understood it.
"Do you have any questions? This is a case discussion, everyone can speak freely."
As the host of the meeting, Takahashi asked again.
The venue was still silent, no one spoke.
Both Japanese doctors and foreign doctors who came to the conference couldn't wait to see this operation. Many people even asked if they could observe this operation at the opening ceremony.
Yang Ping also wanted this surgery to be performed as soon as possible, not to demonstrate his skills, but to perform the surgery as soon as possible to reduce the possibility of sequelae.
Ning Jue's pre-operative preparations have also been completed. She has fasted and fasted in advance and is ready to be sent to the operating room at any time.
Song Zimo, Xu Zhiliang, Liang Jing, Xiao Su, Zhou Can, Zhang Lin, and Xiao Wu are also ready and on standby.
Someone stood up, it was Professor Lin from the National General Hospital of Singapore.
"I don't know what to start with this surgery?"
"Any time, as soon as possible!" Takahashi replied.
"Can the operation be included in the opening ceremony this morning? Although it is an interdisciplinary operation, the operation on the upper cervical spine and the upper cervical spine at the skull base is also a very difficult operation in our orthopedics department. We want to observe this operation. I
I had the honor to watch Dr. Yang’s spinal surgery and learned a lot.”
"From the perspective of the condition, the sooner the better. The patient's preoperative preparation has also been completed. It depends on the time arrangement."
Takahashi leaves the decision-making power to Masao Fujiwara.
This proposal is supported by many doctors in the audience, and many Japanese doctors are also eager to try it and express their support.
How to perform this almost impossible operation? Even a trembling hand could be fatal. It’s exciting to think about it.
Especially when performing such precise and complex operations on such a small upper cervical spinal cord and brainstem, even current surgical robots cannot do it. How can we do it with our hands?
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Everyone’s interest in this surgery seemed to overshadow the academic forum that followed.
"Have you decided yet? Let him do the surgery, right away?"
Ito, who had been silent all this time, asked Ikeda beside him.
Ikeda opened his half-closed eyes and replied calmly: "We are all old. The advisory group should not exist. It is left to Fujiwara to decide. This is the choice of the patient's family. As long as Dr. Yang's qualifications are not in question, the entire incident will be resolved."
If there is no problem with the program, I think there is no problem."
"Did you compromise?" Ito felt that the Japanese doctors at the meeting performed very poorly, but he did not expect Ikeda to say such terrible things.
If he were at Juntendo Hospital, he would definitely stand up and take charge of the overall situation, but this is Todai Hospital, Ikeda's territory.
"It's not a compromise, the trend can't be violated, that's it."
Ikeda was not going to explain any more, so he turned to Fujiwara and said:
"Bring me the difficult new medical evaluation form, I'll sign it, and the surgery will start as soon as possible. Don't wait any longer."
Fujiwara waved, and a young doctor came over immediately and handed over the evaluation sheet he had prepared.
Ikeda signed his name without hesitation.
Then he got up and left the venue early: "I'm going to take a rest and leave everything to you."
"Thank you, teacher!" Fujiwara stood up and escorted the teacher out of the venue.
Before Ikeda left, he said to Fujiwara: "You are right, just do what you want."
Ito, who stayed at the venue, was at a loss for a moment. He didn't expect that this old guy Ikeda would actually let go.
"I will arrange surgery as soon as possible."
Takahashi picked up the phone and gave the order to send the patient to the operating room.
Ning Jue was sent to the operating department. Ning Qi followed the flat car to the door of the operating room, and then sat in the family waiting area, her chest tightening for a while.
After the case discussion ended, everyone moved to another conference room and began to participate in the following Asia-Pacific Orthopedic Association Forum.
"Young man, you've got the head start. The meeting hasn't even started yet, so I've probably already helped you get a lot of votes," Professor Liang said to Professor Su with a smile.
Just now, they and the Chinese doctors were sitting at the conference venue. They didn't speak and just watched quietly. This was someone else's internal case discussion, so they could only watch.
As soon as he arrived at the new venue and sat down, Professor Liang couldn't help but speak.
"This operation is too difficult, and it is interdisciplinary. The upper cervical spinal cord is within the scope of our orthopedics department, but the brain stem is completely a neurosurgery operation." Professor Su couldn't help but worry about Yang Ping, but then he thought about it, Yang Ping was in
When I won the Golden Knife Award, I successfully completed Professor Feng’s surgery and felt much more at ease.
Professor Liang said: "Don't worry about him. This guy is very smart. He doesn't fight uncertain battles. Judging from his appearance, he must be confident. They are not a listed surgical institute now, and it doesn't count for him."
Cross-disciplinary."
"The operation is too difficult and complicated. If you dissect among these nerve nuclei, if you are not careful, your heart and breathing will stop. If it is really done, this will be another improvement. This guy is really brave." Professor Qin.
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Hey, no matter how much mobilization is done, this guy just won’t go to the Imperial Capital.
Su Nanchen and a group of young doctors who had come to the meeting later gathered together to discuss the operation. He really wanted to go to the operating room to have a look, but thinking about it, even if he went in, he wouldn't be able to see anything, and there was no screen to see it clearly. p>
Lao Cheng couldn't enter the operating room, so he had to sit in the venue with Huang Jiacai, doing nothing.
"This --- the Japanese won't do any tricks, right?" Lao Cheng was worried, always worried.
Huang Jiacai thought for a while: "I'm worried about this too, but we can't do much to help."
Lao Cheng rubbed his hands: "I always feel uneasy. When I look at this group of people, why do I feel like they are cheating?"
"That's not true." Su Nanchen came over.
The meeting is about to start, and Fujiwara needs to preside over the meeting. Takahashi accompanies Yang Ping to the operating room.
The people who performed the operation were Yang Ping, Song Zimo, Xu Zhiliang, and two Japanese doctors---Daisuke Komori and Mitsui.
Equipment nurse Su Yixuan and traveling nurse Zhou Can are assisted by a Japanese nurse.
Japanese anesthesiologist assists Fatty Liang in tracheal intubation and helps from the side.
Daisuke Komori and Mitsui were restricted by Zhang Lin from coming within one meter of the surgical area.
Because of their existence, they are only legally required to do so. The ones who actually perform the surgery are Yang Ping, Song Zimo and Xu Zhiliang.
As the administrator of the medical team, Zhang Lin is responsible for maintaining discipline in the operating room.
His first discipline is that Komori and Mitsui must stay outside the two-meter safety line. He has even prepared stools and asked them to sit on the stools after washing their hands and dressing up until the end of the operation.<
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Hearing this discipline, Komori and Mitsui were very angry.
"Why are we arranged to sit two meters away?" Mitsui was particularly angry. He was so restricted in his own hospital.
"Please tell him that this operation is very risky. In order to ensure the safety of the operation, discipline must be observed. Don't ask why, just obey, otherwise you will be expelled from the operating room. This is the power given to me by the Dongda Hospital Affairs Department. Now
In the entire operating room, I have the final say on who sits where. No matter how you chat, you will sit in the corner."
Zhang Lin held his head high, this operation did not require them to pull the hook at all, so he and Xiao Wu were in the audience.
"Jijiwaiwai, can you translate?" Zhang Lin asked Tang Shun.
Tang Shun also changed his hand-washing clothes and worked as a translator in the operating room.
"Don't worry, you can say whatever you want, don't worry about my translation ability." Tang Shun said easily, and then translated Zhang Lin's words exactly as they were.
Mitsui and Komori were so angry that their noodles looked like pork liver.
