My Sweet Physician Wife Calls The Shots

"Sunny, thank you for coming to accompany me for the surgery."

Nuannuan smiled. "I'm your sister. Of course I should accompany you to such an important matter. Relax. Just take a nap. Once you wake up, everything will be different."

"Okay." Leyton nodded. He did not know whether it was the effect of the anesthetic kicking in or Nuannuan's words, but he soon lost consciousness.

The surgery began once the chief surgeon cut open Leyton's chest. Nangong Nuannuan observed the chief surgeon's every move.

This was the first time she was watching a cardiac transplant surgery.

She had already accumulated some experience in surgery, and her superpowers had improved to the point where she could visualize cells. Nuannuan silently watched the chief surgeon operate, however, she immediately stopped him when she saw that something could be done better to make the surgery more successful.

Then, she took the scalpel and made her own incisions.

The chief surgeon was a specialist hired by the hospital, so he was the absolute authority in the operating theatre. However, Benevolent Angel Hospital was a private hospital, after all, and the person who took the scalpel from him was the boss of the company that ran this hospital. Thus, the chief surgeon submissively allowed Nangong Nuannuan, who was not even twenty years old yet, to operate on Leyton's heart.

Initially, the expert did not think much of Nangong Nuannuan's technique. He even thought about how since there were surveillance cameras in the room, it would not be his fault if something bad happened.

Eventually, he realized that Nangong Nuannuan had performed a series of complicated techniques, including the removal of excess blood vessels in Leyton's chest. The expert was shocked.

This... Was this really a technique that could be performed by a young girl who was not even twenty years old yet?

He could not have done it so accurately himself, even with the help of a machine!

Nangong Nuannuan had completed the most dangerous part of the surgery. Once she was done, she returned the scalpel to the chief surgeon.

The doctor's eyes were filled with surprise. He took the scalpel and continued.

After retrieving the donated heart and using the pacemaker to maintain rhythm, Nangong Nuannuan took over the scalpel again.

She could see the areas around Leyton's heart that were congested due to perennial diseases. She used the gamma knife and gamma rays to remove all the small blockages in the blood vessels. Only then did she return the scalpel to the chief surgeon again.

The chief surgeon's eyes were wide open.

Many experts were qualified to perform heart transplant surgery now, but the survival rates of patients varied greatly. Successful ones could live up to several decades longer, but those that were unsuccessful only survived another few months.

This was due to the treatment of these small blood vessels.

Since many doctors were unable to clear the debris in the blood vessels due to poor technique, the patient's body would automatically begin to reject the new heart once the transplant was completed.

If the blood vessels that were filled with debris were rejected by the heart, it would soon cause them to become congested.

If they could not be quickly unblocked, it would cause a serious rejection reaction. Just one to two months after the operation, death due to the blockage of the small blood vessels around the heart and the aorta could happen.

If the rejection was not serious and the blood vessels slowly became congested, the patient could live for up to ten years.

However, in some lucky people, their blood vessels were cleaned very thoroughly, and because the cell rejection was minimal, there was no blockage of blood vessels. As long as the transplanted heart did not go through any organic changes, it would function normally, until it failed due to disease or old age.