Several doctors and nurses were shocked, and couldn't help but smile with joy on their faces.
They knew that this was a miracle created by Tang, Song and Yuan using their own abilities and beliefs.
But things are not over yet, the surgery is not over yet.
Next, blood vessels, nerves, scalp, etc. need to be sutured.
Tang Songyuan took a deep breath. He knew that although the operation was successful, the subsequent suturing work was equally important and required more delicate techniques and patience.
He took the threaded suture needle handed over by a nurse and began to carefully suture the blood vessels and nerves of Peng Daoren's head.
His hands are steady and strong, flexible and precise, and every movement is accurate.
Using his own clairvoyance, Tang Songyuan could clearly see the location of blood vessels and nerves, and quietly enlarged his field of view, sewing them together one by one with delicate techniques.
During this process, Tang Songyuan needed to maintain a high degree of concentration and patience to ensure that every suture was tight and seamless and would not affect Peng Daoren's recovery.
His fingers display exquisite technique and extraordinary concentration in their subtle movements.
Every stitch of the Tang, Song and Yuan Dynasties was like a delicate craftsman carefully carving.
His concentration and patience created a solemn atmosphere throughout the operating room.
The doctors and nurses next to him couldn't help but hold their breath, for fear of breaking their concentration.
Their eyes followed the movements of Tang Songyuan's hands, as if they were enjoying an exquisite performance.
After the blood vessels and nerves were sutured, Tang, Song and Yuan began to suture the scalp again.
He also used delicate techniques to sew the scalp layer by layer to ensure wound healing and beautiful appearance.
During the entire sewing process, Tang, Song and Yuan remained calm and focused, as if they were completing a work of art.
This superb skill and super hands-on ability once again refreshed the views of several doctors and nurses standing by.
It is hard to imagine that a person who had surgery for the first time could achieve such a level.
When the final suture passed through the skin, Tang Songyuan breathed a sigh of relief, and the big stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.
He looked at Peng Daoren on the operating table tiredly but contentedly, and his heart was filled with relief and pride.
He knew that he had used his ability and belief to create a miracle.
The doctors and nurses who cooperated throughout the entire process had expressions of shock and admiration on their faces.
One of the doctors couldn't help but said:
"Mr. Tang, your surgery is so superb!"
"I have never seen anyone perform such an operation with such calmness and accuracy as you..."
Another doctor also said sincerely: "Yes, Mr. Tang's technique is so delicate, it's like completing a work of art."
"I'm sorry for the question I just raised about Mr. Tang."
"I'm sorry, please forgive me!"
Tang Songyuan couldn't help but feel a little relieved when he heard their praise.
He smiled and responded: "Thank you, this is the result of our joint efforts."
"General Peng will leave it to you..."
He was able to ensure that there would be no problems with the operation, but issues such as whether Peng Daoren could wake up and his postoperative recovery were still very serious.
After all, Peng Daoren's age is there.
The lights in the operating room turned on, and Tang Songyuan and several doctors opened the door and walked out.
Brothers Yang Zhicheng, Yang Zhikang, Luo Gang and Li Qingying immediately came forward to greet them. Except for Li Qingying, their faces showed expressions of nervousness and anticipation.
When they saw the tired but satisfied smile on Tang Songyuan's face, they couldn't help but feel excited in their hearts.
But Yang Zhicheng still grabbed Tang Songyuan's hands nervously and asked confirmingly: "Brother Tang, how was the operation?"
Tang Songyuan smiled and patted his hand, and responded: "The operation was successful. General Peng is out of the most dangerous stage,"
"The nurse has moved him to the intensive care unit, and we will see when he wakes up..."
"Damn, that's awesome!"
"I actually did it!"
"Okay, great!"
After hearing this, several people's faces showed expressions of surprise, surprise and excitement.
Yang Zhicheng was overjoyed, and a surge of excitement surged up. He couldn't help but said:
"Brother Tang, you are so awesome. I never thought you would perform craniotomy."
Tang Songyuan responded humbly: "It's not just my own efforts, several other doctors also have contributions,"
"The situation was urgent and I did my best."
"But without their cooperation... I really wouldn't be able to complete this task by myself."
Although a few doctors did have some doubts about him at first, the results were good, and Tang Songyuan didn't care so much.
The entire operation lasted more than four hours.
It was already past five o'clock in the morning, and the sky was getting dark.
Yang Zhicheng asked someone to prepare breakfast, and they went to the canteen of Jinjiang Hospital to eat something to replenish their strength.
"Brother Tang is truly a god!" Yang Zhicheng praised while eating:
"Have you really never studied medicine before?"
Tang Songyuan smiled and said: "Definitely not!"
"I was risking my life at the time. Now that I think about it, I was still a little reckless. I didn't understand a lot of surgical expertise."
"If it weren't for the assistance of those professional doctors, the result would not be certain..."
He deliberately concealed it and did not want to take credit.
Yang Zhicheng didn't mention it again, and instead said: "Hey, with Lao Peng's condition now, the future will be even more difficult."
Tang Songyuan was moved in his heart and asked: "Is there any descendant of General Peng who can lead an army?"
Yang Zhicheng sighed and said nothing, and Yang Zhikang on the side answered:
"General Peng had two sons and one daughter. The eldest son died young. The second son, Peng Xian, was frail since he was a child. He is over thirty years old this year, but he is unable to lead troops."
"My little girl Peng Huijia is lively and smart. She grew up in a military camp. But unfortunately she is a woman and she may not be able to convince the public..."
Tang Songyuan raised his eyebrows and said, "I don't agree with Brother Yang's point of view. What's wrong with the woman?"
"There are many girls I know who are very capable, such as Miss Li next to me, and Zhou Muning in the Tang Mansion now,"
"As long as they can lead everyone to victory, what's the difference between men and women?"
This is when Yang Zhicheng, who had been silent for a while, coughed lightly and said:
"Brother Tang is right, we are really biased in defining it solely by gender,"
"But I think we should wait until Lao Peng wakes up before making a decision on this matter."
"Perhaps Lao Peng will feel that he is getting stronger with old age?"
"Although the divine turtle has a long life, there is still time for it to end. The old man is helpless, but his ambition is thousands of miles!"
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