Zhao Yuan received a call from Qi Ming.
"I heard that you are going to have a heart transplant and tracheal reconstruction surgery." Qi Ming spoke frankly and went directly to the topic.
"That's right!" Zhao Yuan frowned, "The patient's tracheal squamous cell carcinoma is too extensive. Using this plan is a helpless move and the only option that can save him."
Qi Ming pondered, "A junior brother and I had this idea many years ago, but we gave up because the failure rate was too high."
Zhao Yuan was surprised and secretly wondered if Qi Ming was trying to persuade him to give up.
"The patient's condition is already very critical. Except for this method, which can cure the disease, other strategies are of no avail."
Tracheal squamous cell carcinoma is not sensitive to radiotherapy drugs at all. A slight inadvertent compression of the trachea can lead to blockage and suffocation, which will directly lead to the worst situation.
Qi Ming said, "Later, I will send you several surgeries that I have done before. Although they all failed, they should be of some reference value to you."
Zhao Yuan was startled, not expecting Qi Ming to be so honest.
"Thank you Qi Yuan."
Qi Ming smiled and said, "Why are you being so polite to me? I know that the identity of the patient this time is special, and medical teams from other countries are watching eagerly. Your current identity is not only a doctor in Tianhua, but also a representative of China."
Zhao Yuan lamented that although these senior doctors usually look very cold, they are full of emotions and full of resilience and perseverance in their bones.
"Okay, I'll do my best."
After hanging up the phone from Qi Ming, I quickly received the case sent by Qi Ming.
Zhao Yuan quickly opened it and found more than twenty cases recorded in it. No wonder Qi Ming's tone was pessimistic. There were only four or five successful cases. In other words, the success rate of the technique did not reach 50%. Such a technique could not be made public at all.
One general succeeds and ten thousand bones wither.
Zhao Yuan adjusted his mood and began to read the case details and analyze the reasons for the failure of these cases.
When searching the literature for many surgical procedures, only one or two doctors have published papers.
In fact, doctors are quietly studying the research on surgical techniques every day.
When the success rate is too low and there is no significance for popularization, the patient will most likely lose money and money after undergoing surgery, and the doctor will choose to abandon the surgery.
Zhao Yuan was deeply touched when he looked at Qi Ming's case.
Qi Ming is indeed one of the most powerful people in the field of thoracic and cardiac surgery.
The surgical idea is very clear, and every step is concise and meticulous.
To be fair, it shouldn't be possible for such a rigorous plan to have such a low failure rate.
Zhao Yuan began to deconstruct the details of the surgery and recorded his understanding of each operation in detail.
The next day, morning.
When Qi Ming got up, he found a new message on his phone.
Zhao Yuan sent himself a case analysis in the middle of the night.
Qi Ming didn't pay too much attention at first. He didn't think Zhao Yuan could give any suitable answer overnight.
Qi Ming clicked on the document, and soon his eyes became serious, and eventually turned into surprise and joy.
He did not expect that Zhao Yuan found out the reason for the low success rate of the operation.
And he has made improvements and innovations based on his own techniques.
Qi Ming couldn't wait to send the document to Shen Gongtu.
Shen Gongtu quickly replied to the message, his tone full of surprise, "Did Zhao Yuan come up with the idea?"
Qi Ming sighed, "Who else could it be besides him?"
Shen Gongtu was silent for a few seconds, "Senior brother, he is really a genius!"
Qi Ming laughed dumbly, "Why do Master Zhong and Mr. Qin care so much about him? How vicious are their eyes?"
Shen Gongtu was filled with emotion, "I used to think that Mr. Qin's approach to recruiting disciples was just average, but I didn't expect that this was a misunderstanding. This successor is so right. He is only twenty-eight years old, and he has such a solid foundation. Within ten years, China's cardiothoracic surgery will shine on the world stage."
Qi Ming said, "If you have no objection, then I will reply to him directly."
Shen Gongtu chuckled, "I don't want to be able to find fault with you."
After Qi Ming made the call, he replied to Zhao Yuan, "The ideas are clear and the plan is thorough!"
Zhao Yuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief after receiving Qi Ming's feedback.
This surgery is extremely difficult, absolutely world-class!
Although Zhao Yuan had ideas, he had never tried it.
I don’t know if some details will happen. However, the information provided by Qi Ming makes up for the lack of experience very well.
Zhao Yuan kept reconstructing in his mind, performing deductions and deductions over and over again, and gained great confidence in his heart.
Confidence is very important in any technology industry.
It's like being a victorious general on the battlefield.
Why can you turn the tide and win consistently? You will build a strong psychological defense. Even if you encounter setbacks, you can rely on your will to persevere.
Zhao Yuan arrived at the hospital, first performed a physical examination on Mr. Liang, and then explained the surgical ideas to him.
"Mr. Liang, I must tell you in advance. You will need to endure pain for a few days after the operation."
Mr. Liang was stunned, "What do you mean?"
Zhao Yuan explained patiently, “The trachea is the channel through which air enters the human body. It has the functions of defense, removal of foreign matter, and regulation of air temperature and humidity. After reconstruction, a cough or infection may put the patient in danger. In order to protect the anastomosis For the safety of the tracheal anastomosis, the head-down posture must be maintained for a long time to minimize the traction pressure on the tracheal anastomosis due to various reasons.”
Mr. Liang smiled bitterly, "I can't guarantee that I will keep my head down for a long time!"
Zhao Yuan explained, "I will sew a double No. 10 suture under the skin on both sides of your cheeks on the clavicle, and then sew a suture on the sternum in the middle of the lower jaw. I will use three strings to fix the posture of the head and minimize the risk of tracheal damage. The chance of an accident.”
This idea came from Qi Ming and Shen Gongtu, and was revised by Zhao Yuan.
Mr. Liang's scalp was numb, "Isn't this similar to martial arts, bone-locking pipa, and martial arts that cripple people?"
Zhao Yuan was startled and explained, "It's a bit like it! In about a week, you can feel more relaxed. After three months, you can walk and live normally and do what you want to do."
Mr. Liang was silent for a few seconds, "It's a gamble anyway. I decided to stud yesterday. Everything will be done according to your ideas. No matter life or death, I will not blame anyone."
Zhao Yuan encouraged, "You have a good mentality and you will definitely be able to defeat the disease."
Mr. Liang took a serious look at Zhao Yuan and said, "You are a very good surgeon. You explained the surgery very clearly. Even if I die, I will die in peace."
These words happened to be heard by her daughter Liang Yongying who came in. She glared at her father on the hospital bed, glanced at Zhao Yuan secretly, and complained, "Dad, what unlucky words did you say?"
Mr. Liang laughed loudly, "I put life and death at risk."
Zhao Yuan said to Liang Yongying seriously, "Mr. Liang is very optimistic now, which is a good thing for the operation. I will prepare, and the operation will officially start an hour later."
Liang Yongying watched Zhao Yuan leave, her heartbeat rhythm gradually stabilizing like a deer bumping into each other.
She didn't know why, but she felt nervous every time she saw Zhao Yuan.
Could it be...
Liang Yongying quickly adjusted her mood.
Now that my father is facing the greatest danger in his life, how can he think so wildly?
