Rebirth 90: I opened a hospital in Shencheng

Chapter 213 The first fully public surgery!

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At noon, we had dinner at a tea restaurant in the Central and Western District.

Every time the waiter brings a snack, he presses the small bell on the table to indicate that the meal is finished.

Wonton noodles, pineapple oil bread, western toast, shrimp dumplings, typhoon shelter fried crab.

For Nie Chen, who is used to the Cantonese, Hakka and Teochew dishes prepared by Chen Chunmei's parents, the greasy and simple fast food in the Hong Kong Island Tea Restaurant really makes it hard for him to move his index finger.

He was snoring right now, eating wonton noodles with big mouthfuls.

Zhang Jingying and Wu Xiuju, who often come to Hong Kong Island for business and know the specialties of various restaurants on Hong Kong Island like the palm of their hands, are now sipping on cider and pineapple oil bread.

As for the two old men, Ma Dongqing and Yang Haikun, who ate with Nie Chen, they both ordered roast meat and mixed rice.

Now it is like a kitten eating, eating small spoonfuls of small spoonfuls.

"...But I feel that there are points, and I am no longer as stupid as I used to be. I wipe away my tears and walk with a brisk smile. You are destined to be rich or poor in the dark. It is wrong and never right, true and always true, whatever you say. Do my part and always believe that silence is golden?..."

This tea restaurant next to the medical school has a very good business at noon.

The four ceiling fans hanging in the air were rising and falling one after another, whirring and spinning.

Those who come to the tea restaurant for lunch, in addition to the medical students of the Hong Kong Island Medical School, there are also taxi drivers and truck drivers, as well as those who are in a hurry with big bags and small bags. They still wrap their bodies tightly in the sweltering heat of June. of parallel importers.

The tea restaurant has a small speaker hanging on a wooden pillar, playing "Silence is Golden" duet by Leslie Cheung and Xu Guanjie.

Professor Ma Dongqing ate half of the roasted pork rice, then put down the spoon in his hand, pushed the plate in front of him and said, "I'm full." He drank a large pot of tea from a transparent brown plastic cup and followed the rhythm of the song with his palms on his thighs. Pat it gently.

"There is still half an hour left. Our operation will be performed at Mary's Hospital inside the school."

Professor Yang Haikun also pushed forward the half-eaten plate in front of him, wiped his mouth, and said to Nie Chen who was still snoring and eating wonton noodles, "The operation is performed in a special operating room for public lectures. There is a layer of glass that separates the operating room from the observation room, and [-] medical students will watch Dr. Nie Chen's operation soon."

"no problem."

Nie Chen ate the last wonton, took the paper towel handed over by Zhang Jingying and wiped his mouth, "About the information about the suture of this operation, I actually gave it to Professor Yang to bring back to Hong Kong Island at the exchange meeting last week. Here it is. However, the theory and biomedicine about the follow-up treatment of vascular malformations can only be provided by my Aihua Clinic to the corresponding patients of the medical school.”

Professor Yang Haifeng chuckled and replied: "No problem, everything is up to you, Ah Chen."

Ma Dongqing moaned and said, "I don't want to be in the observation room, I want to help in the operating room."

"If Professor Ma is willing to be an assistant in this operation, that's my wish." Nie Chen replied.

Puchi.

The Hong Kong Island School of Medicine is specially made as the surgical door of the teaching operating room, which is the most air-tight air-tight door.

And whether Nie Chen is in Shencheng People's Hospital or in his own Aihua Clinic, the doors of the operating room are relatively common at present, and the airtightness is not very good.

The popularization of airtight doors in the mainland will not be popularized in the top three hospitals in the mainland until after [-].

In 1990, Hong Kong Island was at its peak. The manpower and material resources as well as the medical service equipment that could be purchased were all at the top level in the world.

The Hong Kong Island School of Medicine, the current highest institution on Hong Kong Island, is a dedicated operating room for medical students to study.

The equipment here is fully supported by the tycoons in Hong Kong, and the equipment is updated almost every year.

Therefore, Nie Chen is quite interested in the talent transfer of Hong Kong Island School of Medicine.

This is also the time when Nie Chen comes to Hong Kong Island to do flying knives. He wants to confirm with Professor Yang Haikun that in the future, Aihua Clinic, as the representative of Shenzhen City, will establish a substantial talent exchange experimental group with Hong Kong Island Medical College. This is what he said LLL.

After Nie Chen walked into the airtight door, he went straight to the dressing room and changed into a full-body hand-washing suit.

Then I washed my hands in seven steps at the sink, and then walked to the operating table next to the observation glass in the operating room.

With a click, the shadowless lamp on the operating table was turned on.

The patient lying on the hospital bed has been anesthetized.

The patient's name is Zhou Siyang, 37 years old this year.

She has dual Hong Kong and British passports, but she owns three chain jewelry stores in Los Angeles, USA.

And this criss-crossed, shocking, hideous scar on her face, with a length of [-] centimeters, was left over from being robbed by black people in Los Angeles six years ago.

The medical attitude of the United States towards Chinese ethnic Chinese is relatively sloppy.

It is precisely because of this casual method that this wound caused severe secondary damage.

"Doctor Nie, I am the nurse for your operation. My name is He Yawen."

The large mask covered most of Nurse He Yawen's face, leaving only her clear big eyes blinking to say hello to Nie Chen.

Before Nie Chen, Professor Chen, and Professor Ma walked into this spacious study operating room.

Nurse He Yawen, who has admired Nie Chen's name for a long time, has prepared the medical equipment for the operation according to the operation plan given by Nie Chen.

"I am Lu Xiaojing, the anesthesiologist for this operation. I have already given the patient general anesthesia, and the time has just arrived."

The fat anesthetist, who was about 50 years old and whose gray hair could not be concealed even by a tall surgical cap, reported to Nie Chen the drugs, time and effect of her anesthesia.

The first assistant Ma Dongqing and the second assistant Yang Haikun are the same as the operation Nie Chen performed on Maggie Cheung last time.

The first assistant and the second assistant respectively made their respective preparations.

"Scalpel."

Nie Chen opened his hand to nurse He Yawen.

On the other hand, He Yawen carefully placed a scalpel with a pre-installed blade between Nie Chen's index finger and thumb. The light and quick movements made Nie Chen feel excited.

"It's started, it's started!"

On the side of the operating room, in the observation room next to the glass wall.

Thirty medical students squeezed into the observation room with great difficulty, lifted their spirits, and stared closely at Nie Chen who had received the scalpel in the operating room.

"I guess he will make the first cut from the sentinel vessel, which is the position of the temple. This position can make the blade most concealed. Even if the first cut is not stable enough and the angle is not very good, you can still make adjustments in the subsequent cuts. It will not affect the subsequent scar removal of upper eyelid blood vessels."

The medical students who are qualified to stand next to the glass curtain wall and observe this operation in the front row are among the medical students in Hong Kong who have achieved outstanding results or published top papers, or are geniuses among their peers. .

And at this moment, he was the first to propose where Nie Chen would make the first surgery. It was the senior brother of the Hong Kong Island Medical School who had started a rotation internship in the department and published a paper on the clinical use of oral and maxillofacial flap transplantation. .

"I don't think so! According to Dr. Nie's defiant arrogance when he presented the surgical case in the public consultation, I think he will make the first cut at the most dangerous place where the lateral nasal artery and upper labial artery meet. "

The person who refuted the big brother was a gifted medical student with a deadpan face, but he often spoke surprisingly, had a very good memory and strong hands-on ability. He also stood in the front row.

"Crazy, your idea is very dangerous! No one with a little medical knowledge would have this idea."

"So you are mediocre ordinary people, you can't become a genius!" The second-year medical student genius looked disdainful.

Nie Chen's index finger gently rubbed the smooth and cold scalpel holder.

The middle finger and thumb hold one-third of the knife holder, and the scalpel is firmly controlled in the palm.

With a swipe, the blade of the scalpel showed a sharp edge and cut towards the scar at the nasolabial fold on the patient's cheek.

The entry point of this knife can be said to be the most important first knife for anatomical debridement in the entire operation.

Once he the angle of the knife is not smooth enough to cut into the point.

Then Nie Chen will pull out the second knife and anastomose the two sutured surfaces, and the pre-scheduled flap transplantation position will be shifted.

Most people would not choose to make the first cut from this position.

And we will choose the one that is easier to adjust and can be changed. Even if there are flaws after suturing, they will not show up in this important position on the face, below the nasolabial folds, as the first incision.

Nie Chen slowly cut the edge of the scar bulge at the junction of the labial artery and the nasal artery from this place, and gently but steadily pulled out a full one to three centimeter long blade.

Then, towards the opposite side, a cut was made that was as symmetrical as a parallel line, but followed the edge of the scar size and slowly drawn upwards, the same three centimeters long cut.

Swiping again and again, I saw that Nie Chen had already cut off and dissected the entire three-centimeter-long, half-centimeter-deep scar flap from his face.

The whole process was done extremely quickly.

Even first assistant Ma Dongqing and second assistant Professor Yang, who had been mentally prepared, failed to keep up with Nie Chen's pace and had no time to react.

(End of this chapter)