"Jin Cheng, are you more capable than Director Ma? What nonsense are you talking about! Go and arrange the surgery quickly!"
Director Tang couldn't sit still, and finally decided that the plastic surgery department would take over this potato, and now don't hurt his own department again.
"Director Tang, don't be in a hurry!"
Director He quickly stood up and said: "Dr. Jin's plan is very groundbreaking. I think it is also very feasible. The surgical effect should be far better than my simple cosmetic suturing!"
Director Tang glared at Director He, knowing that he was about to kick the ball.
The other directors had nothing to do with themselves and were happy in their hearts. They didn't expect to be called over in the middle of the night and watch a good show!
"Dr. Jin, do you have any experience in this area before?" Deputy Director Ding, a middle-aged male policeman, asked with a frown. He thinks Jin Cheng is causing trouble!
Song Jiawei is the daughter of a meritorious police officer in the police station. Her father died 5 years ago. Song Jiawei took over her father's police call without hesitation, but now she is hurt again. Deputy Director Ding is ashamed of his old comrades and must reduce the damage to the minimum at any cost. It's the lowest, but you can't just let a young person do the surgery.
Jin Cheng shook his head and said: "No, but the plan and technology are fine. It depends on whether the director has the courage!"
Yo ho!
Director Tang was so angry that this boy actually used the method of provoking the director's army! What's wrong with him?
Director Ding looked at Director Ma, and although he looked like he was watching a show, he still asked: "Director Ma, do you want to do the surgery?"
Director Ma shook his head and sneered: "I don't have the ability. Since Dr. Jin says it's okay, just feel free to let him do it. If it doesn't work, Director He of the Cosmetology Department will take care of it!"
Director He glanced sideways at Director Ma.
I asked myself that I didn't offend him, why did this bitch insist on dragging me into the water! ?
Director Ding was a little confused. He looked at Dean Zhou again and said, "Dean Zhou, without further ado, please give me your opinion!"
Dean Zhou couldn't wait to give Jin Cheng a mouthful of words.
The original idea of the hospital was to raise the standards as much as possible, and then conduct consultations in the hospital, where everyone would explain the difficulties clearly, lower the expectations of the police station, and successfully complete the task.
The distance of one meter was used by the courtyard to show determination and attitude. It was impossible to meet the requirements. Now, it's better. Jin Cheng, the kid, has a brain problem and completely ruined the plan. There is no way to end it!
Dean Zhou's gaze was full of majesty, but Jin Cheng showed no timidity.
"Jin Cheng, medical treatment is not a child's play. Are you sure you can make the operation perfect?"
Dean Zhou originally wanted to make Jin Cheng retreat with his eyes, but he didn't expect that this kid actually took the fight.
Jin Cheng nodded and said in a calm tone: "Dean Zhou, I will not make fun of my career!"
Everyone nodded. This kid was not confused. He had just experienced a medical accident and had just recovered. He must know what it would mean if things go wrong this time!
Then it seems like you have real skills! ?
Dean Zhou saw that Jincheng was not getting enough, so he simply let him do it. After all, he was the chief surgeon of hand surgery, so even if he couldn't achieve the effect he said, it shouldn't be too bad.
"Director Ding, I believe Dr. Jin Cheng can do the surgery!"
Um?
Everyone was surprised and looked at Dean Zhou. They didn't expect that he really made a decision!
Dean Zhou glanced around with sharp eyes. Except for Director Tang, no other directors dared to look at him!
You all just want to give up, do I have any choice? For Jincheng’s courage, I also want to support him! !
Director Ding nodded, stood up, and gave Jin Cheng a standard military salute!
Jin Cheng stood up quickly and bowed slightly in return.
Director Ding walked up to Jin Cheng in two steps and stretched out his hands.
Jin Cheng also stretched out his hands and held them tightly.
"Comrade Jin Cheng, I'm begging you!"
Jin Cheng instantly felt a heavy responsibility.
"Don't worry, Director, I promise to complete the mission!"
…
After the meeting, various departments acted quickly.
The wounded were wheeled into the operating room.
Anesthesiologist Xiao Lei performed general anesthesia.
Shi Jiao, a traveling nurse, personally came on stage as a device nurse.
Jin Cheng brushes his hands and takes the stage.
Originally, Dean Zhou wanted to arrange for Director He of the Department of Plastic Surgery to serve as an assistant, but Jin Cheng declined.
Rather than being an assistant so much, it is better to say that it was Dean Zhou who arranged to supervise Jin Cheng and stop losses in time if something goes wrong.
Jin Cheng refused, so Director He resigned and became an assistant to a young chief physician. He couldn't live up to his reputation.
Everyone present came to the academic hall of the hospital's administrative building, where they could watch the live broadcast of the surgery.
Xu Yang and Director Tang sat on the right.
"Xu Yang, do you think that guy Jin Cheng can do it? Don't make trouble for me!"
Director Tang's Chinese character face was full of worry and he asked quietly.
Xu Yang shook his head and said: "I have no idea. Before tonight, I would never have believed him, but he was really shocked at the emergency room visit before. My face still hurts, so I I don’t dare to draw conclusions for fear of being slapped in the face!”
"Oh, what's going on?" Director Tang was curious.
Xu Yang talked about Jincheng acupuncture and anesthesia.
Director Tang was amazed. He was very interested in this technology that he had never been exposed to before.
That kid shouldn't be messing around, maybe he can!
Director Tang was looking forward to Jin Cheng's performance.
…
"Blade No. 15? It seems like there were two blows!"
On the big screen, Jin Cheng began to clean the wound.
Director He of the Plastic Surgery Department nodded repeatedly when he saw Jin Cheng's operation.
Generally, novices prefer to use sharp blades, which are easy to control, but can easily cause jagged edges. The small round blade No. 15 is not suitable for cutting up and down. It needs to be cut along the skin edge to the end. It is more difficult to control, but the wound edges are neater.
After 8 minutes, the wound was cleaned.
The camera moves forward.
A perfect surgical incision is presented to everyone.
Whether it is the fat layer, fascia layer, dermis layer, or epidermis layer, every layer is neat and orderly.
"pretty!"
Director Tang is in a much better mood and now somewhat believes in Jin Cheng's abilities!
He leaned back in his chair comfortably and chuckled, "I can't repair this wound!"
They are all surgeons, and they can all see that this debridement technique is extremely exquisite.
Several directors present here all cast contemptuous looks at him.
Have fun watching it!
At this time, Director Ma couldn't sit still. He was scolding Jin Cheng just now. Why is it getting more and more wrong now?
"6-O round needle absorbable thread!"
On the big screen, Jin Cheng stretched out his hand, and Shi Jiao, the equipment nurse, held the needle and thread with a needle holder and patted it on Jin Cheng's palm.
"Huh? How can he use 6-0?"
Director He asked.
Generally, for intradermal sutures on the forehead and face, for deeper wounds, at least 4-0 should be used, and at least 5-0 should be used.
The larger the number, the thinner the line.
6-0, isn't he afraid of the wound opening? How courageous!
"What's the point? The thinner the line, the smaller the scar. Anyone can do it, but the chance of surgical failure doubles. Once something goes wrong, haha, it won't end well!"
Director Ma felt relieved when he saw Jin Cheng being so radical, as if he had seen the wound opening after surgery.
Soon, the periosteum layer was sutured.
"7-0 round needle absorbable thread!"
Jincheng continued to reduce the diameter of the wire.
"7-0? It's already at the microscopic level, with a diameter of only 0.05 mm. What is he trying to sew? He hasn't even sewed the epidermis yet!"
The more Director Tang looked at it, the more frightened he became. He had never seen such a thin thread used for intradermal suturing, smaller than a hair!
Jin Cheng, you must be steady!
"Huh? This kid is actually sewing the fat layer!"
Thin fat layers generally do not require suturing because they are easily cut, causing suturing to fail. How to sew such a thin thread?
A very magical phenomenon occurred. The fat layer was aligned every bit as Jincheng's needle and thread shuttled, and even the fat particles were neatly aligned!
Except for Director He, other directors, including Dean Zhou, were dumbfounded!
They are used to simple and rough suturing, and they have not even sutured wounds for a long time. This is the first time they see fat and they can sew it so delicately!
