[Oops, I posted it wrong again, I just saw that the second volume was skipped.
. I’ll switch to Volume 3 tomorrow]
For Giustina, the operation was over.
But to other doctors sitting in the audience, this end only represents that part of his technique, and the rest is far from over.
As long as surgery can prevent the recurrence of tumors, subsequent learning, practice and imitation will bring great potential. Even if the operation is unsuccessful, the lymphatic transfer rules and lymphatic staining tracers used by Kawei are enough to bring tumor surgery to a new stage.
For others, who were excluded from the College of Surgery from the start, it was as if the surgery had never begun. This is especially true for those journalists whose main job is to report on surgical operations.
Giustina and Camille were already celebrities in the French astronomy community.
The latter is an earl and the president of the Astronomical Association, and has its own traffic. The former is the eldest daughter of Duke MacMahon, a French field marshal who became famous in the Franco-Austrian War.
A big shot with such status came to Austria, a former enemy country, for breast cancer surgery, and no news had been revealed before. Two days before the operation, various gossips began to spread. Until this morning, the Royal Guards stationed at the College of Surgery, and the topic was immediately full.
Now that the operation has come to an end, whether it is the results of the operation or the relationship between France and Austria, any disturbance can become first-class headlines.
The three major newspapers, mainly the Vienna Daily News, the Times, and the Free Press, as well as some other side weeklies and magazines, and even many miscellaneous newspapers around Vienna, all sent their own reporters.
They crowded across the street, some holding cameras in their hands, anxiously awaiting the final results.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, the royal carriage slowly drove away from the gate of the College of Surgery under the protection of the guards. The reporters spotted Edinson who was seeing off the convoy and swarmed him, wanting to know first-hand information.
"Dr. Edinson, how is the operation going now?"
Edinson was suffocated by Kavi's outstanding performance and felt very unhappy: "I don't know."
"Did the operation fail?"
"When Dr. Waterman, the surgeon, comes out, you can ask him yourself."
Edinson had no comment on his face, turned around and walked back into the academy. He did not respond to any subsequent questions about "France-Austria relations" and "the contents of the four people's conversations."
In fact, there is nothing wrong with that. After all, he did not perform the surgery, and the final interview subjects still had to fall on Waterman and Kawei. As for the content of the diplomatic talks between the two countries, he, a mere director of the Military Medical Department, has no say.
But the topic of surgery has been suppressed for a whole day, and the first shot has not been made, so everyone must be in a depressed mood.
"Everyone has evacuated, let us go in!"
"Yes, this is related to the relationship between the two countries, and we have the right to interview."
The guard booth did not give him a chance at all. No matter who asked, he shook his head: "You can interview anyone outside the door. I can't control it, but you can't do it inside the door. This is the College of Surgery, not your newspaper. Even Dr. Kawei relied on Yin. Only with Professor Gnatz’s relationship and a letter of introduction from the dean can you get in!”
Such high standards deter these journalists, who can only vent their dissatisfaction through words.
"You are not allowed to come in, and you are not allowed to ask questions. What should I do?"
"It's really hard for us to run the news."
"Just answering a few questions. After the vice president became the director of the Military Medical Department, his temper became more and more intense."
"Who makes his father so powerful? Alas..."
"I think we can only wait until Dean Waterman comes out."
"And that Kawei, I heard that he has to go back to the Municipal General Hospital every day, so he will definitely come out as soon as possible. Besides, the theater inside is so big, there must be a lot of audience, I don't believe the surgeons who saw the operation I can live in the college forever!”
"You may have gone in the wrong direction. Surgery is one thing, diplomacy is another. No matter how you look at it, the relationship between the two countries is more important."
"Are you stupid? As long as the operation can succeed, how can diplomacy fail?"
"Are you stupid, comparing surgery to diplomacy? Do you really think that just one operation can improve the relationship between France and Austria over the years? Can you not be so naive?"
"You are so naive and stupid..."
Sometimes mutual understanding, sometimes quarrels arising from interview pressure and competitive relationships have repeatedly filled the crowd since the morning. At this time, the strength of the big newspapers was demonstrated. As the daily's top reporter, Varela's connections were unparalleled.
He never stopped at the main entrance of the college from the beginning. Instead, he went to the cafe on the other side of the back entrance early to squat.
Before the royal carriage could leave the main entrance, the guards around the back entrance were removed early. Varela adjusted his black dress and hat brim, took the opportunity to step forward, easily stuffed a 5-kronor note into the doorman's window and walked in.
He has been hanging out in the surgical theater all year round, and has interacted with all the surgeons who can enter the college. He is also familiar with the inside of the college, and he found the theater where the surgery is located in just half a cigarette.
Coincidentally, at the entrance of the theater, he met Edinson who had just returned from the main entrance.
"Dr. Edinson, how's it going in there?"
"The operation was successful."
Edinson despised him from the bottom of his heart, but due to the relationship between the two and the daily's news promotion considerations, he still had to give him some face: "Go in and ask yourself, I have other things to do."
"Vice President, don't leave in a hurry." Varela lit another cigarette and left the person behind. "Of course I know that the operation was successful. It's hard to imagine that the operation failed if Waterman and Kavina took action. .”
"Then why do you want it?"
"What was said between the king and the French ambassador?"
Edinson didn't want to say it in his heart, but he was very honest: "There will be some medical exchanges between France and Austria, and the two emperors will actively maintain communication regarding the possible local war that will follow."
"that's it?"
"Gone."
It's all gobbledygook, but it's enough.
"Can I leave?"
Warley took a sip, nodded, then blew smoke into the air and said, "Please tell me if Dr. Edinson has any surgery in the future, and I will leave a good place for you in the newspaper, just like before."
"Let's talk about it then." Edinson turned back and walked directly to his office.
"Even if there is no surgery and there is a military medical office, I can still..."
"Got it!" Edinson seemed not to want to talk any more, waving his hands as he walked, "Hurry in and interview your headline news, bye!"
Varela looked at his retreating back and snorted twice, looked back at the theater, threw away the half-smoked cigarette, and couldn't help but murmured to himself: "Who should I interview first? Kawei? Or? Waterman? Or go directly to the ward to find the countess? That earl is also very topical..."
...
The Faculty of Surgery is the highest institution and research institution in Austria for the study of anatomy and surgery. Compared with medical school, it is more professional and closer to clinical practice. Although the wards here are not large, the patients have been carefully selected by the doctors, and they are all those with the most complex conditions.
Regardless of her identity or the disease she suffered from, Justina was able to gain access to the surgical academy, and she was transferred to the ward by the nurses after the operation.
Preoperative disinfection and postoperative care are the most missing parts of surgery.
Although doctors such as Carvey, Lister, and Pasteur were promoting disinfection techniques, there were also well-known doctors such as Yingenatz and Orgi who had begun to experiment with preoperative disinfection. But now, whether in Austria or other parts of the world, the acceptance of the concept of disinfection is not high.
When it comes to post-operative care, it will only be more difficult to correct this concept.
Fortunately, Waterman trusted Carvey enough and was willing to let go. At least Carvey was solely responsible for Justina's post-operative care.
In order to allow the countess to enjoy 21st century care, Kawei also put a lot of thought into it.
"The heart rate is good, very stable." Kawei listened to the heartbeat with a stethoscope, and then said to the nurse beside him, "Let her lie on her back for six hours first. From 9 o'clock in the evening, you use quilts and pillows to raise her upper body. , which is conducive to drainage in the direction of the armpit.”
"good."
Kawei buried his head in writing the post-operative notes: "You usually pay more attention to the color and volume of the drainage fluid, especially the volume. In the next week, the drainage volume should gradually decrease. If there is a sharp increase or remains flat, we will The countess’s incision needs to be taken seriously.”
Negative pressure drainage uses an improved flat rubber tube with holes around it, and the most critical source of negative pressure is the fixed syringe holder.
Different from the small syringe used in previous cesarean sections, this time it was directly enlarged and improved by entrusting Laszlo's factory. The negative pressure is enough to maintain the fit of the skin flap and the chest wall.
Next is the application of methylene blue, because if the recovery goes smoothly, the incision will heal within a week, so there is no need to use its long-lasting analgesic effect.
Here Kawei still uses its antibacterial effect, 0.2% concentration intravenous infusion + 50mg oral administration three times a day, coupled with strict pre- and post-operative disinfection and a spacious and ventilated ward environment, it can at least ensure that the countess will not suffer from incision ulcers.
"Doctor Carvey..." Justina slowly opened her eyes, "Is the operation completed?"
"Well, at least there are no problems at this stage. The operation was successful."
Justina felt that she was in a dream, and thought that her vagina, which was originally swollen and painful, was not very conscious, so she couldn't help but raise her head and look at her body. You can still see the tape exposed there now, and the outer layer is also covered with bandages. The original bulge has disappeared, replaced by the flat ground where you can see the abdomen at a glance.
She had been mentally prepared since the onset of the disease, but when she saw the reality, she still felt unspeakable: "When can the reconstruction surgery be performed?"
Kawei could clearly feel Justina's anxiety. She had emphasized it several times before, but she still asked: "Countess, I know you are anxious. But this is related to the success rate of the reconstruction surgery. The time difference between It depends on your postoperative recovery, there are strict requirements, and it will take at least two months."
"Oh... okay." Justina sighed, "Then when can I move?"
"Don't move around for now. If everything goes well, you can start arm functional training in five days and the stitches can be removed in a week." Kawei said to Justina, who had just gotten into shape. "I will come to the ward to see you every day. Let’s take a good rest now.”
"good."
Justina slowly turned her head. Apart from Kawi and Damilgun, there were only two nurses beside the bed to help: "Where is Kami Yin?"
"Mr. Earl?" Kawei shook his head, "He disappeared after the operation. I think he should go to Dean Waterman."
"oh......"
Kawei's guess was correct. Kami Yin was indeed with Waterman, but the person he was looking for was not Waterman, but Yingenatz, who was concentrating on doing a pathological biopsy. "Is there any result of the pathological examination?" What?"
"I'm looking at it right now." Yingenaci looked at the mirror and slowly adjusted his sight distance upwards.
"I heard the tumor is huge?"
"It's really big."
"I didn't expect that surgery now requires microscopic examination. It's really..."
Ingnatz didn't care whether he was a count or some other count. This was Vienna or a surgical academy. In the final analysis, the surgeon had the final say: "Mr. Count, what exactly do you want to ask?"
"Oh, there's nothing to ask." Kami Yin smiled and looked around subconsciously, "Actually, I really want to ask now, where did the tumor that was removed just now go?"
It was a good question, because Ingnatz knew exactly where it would go first, where it would go next, and where it would end again, so he wouldn't say, "I don't know."
"But I watched it being quietly sent upstairs."
"Really?" Yingenaci continued to act stupid.
"Professor Ingnatz! I really want that piece of tumor that was removed."
“Corpse or body parts must not be sold or trafficked!”
Seeing that the other party answered so simply, no one around him, whether it was assistants like Bergert and Koch or other doctors like Waterman, was willing to help. Seeing this, Kami Yin had no choice but to quietly explain his purpose.
"I'm not doing it for sale, I'm just doing it for private collection!"
"collect?"
"...cough cough cough, what did you just say?"
"Why do you collect it?"
Everyone was extremely puzzled. Ordinary people were afraid of tumors, so why would anyone be willing to collect it?
Kami Yin sighed and could only tell the truth: "I recently wrote a collection of poems related to astronomy, and there is a hand-drawn drawing of a star on the cover. It has not been officially published yet, so Justina and I just We have discussed using her cut skin to make a book cover for one of them as a collection of our love."
"..."
"What I'm telling you is the truth!" Kami Yin explained, "Her breasts coincide exactly with the position of the star. Don't you think this is a very romantic thing?"
