"Wang Zhi, what do you need to prepare here and who else needs cooperation?" Wen Jianguo asked Wang Zhi while instructing someone to send the patient to the operating room.

Even though the current surgery is the kind that deals with unfinished treatments, there is no problem of losing face or not. However, it would be best if it can succeed.

Miyamoto was so embarrassing this time. Wen Jianguo remembered the arrogant look of the guy before, and looked at the eggplant that was now like a frost-frost-filled eggplant. Needless to say, it was so good to me. If Wang Zhi could really handle this unfinished operation, Miyamoto's face would be better.

"Prepare a few more sets of silver needles for me. I'll bring all the rest of the things, just ask Mr. Xie to help me." Wang Zhi said lightly. When he came, he brought a treatment box. Except for the insufficient silver needles, there was no shortage of others.

As for whom he needed to help, he thought about it and let it go. His surgery method was different from what the nurses and doctors in the hospital accepted. It was inevitable to be restrained when looking for someone to cooperate. Keeping Mr. Xie was just for emergencies.

While Wang Zhi said, he walked to the side, picked up his pen and wrote two prescriptions and handed them to Wen Jianguo, and told him: "Two prescriptions, boil the more medicines into soaking the medicine liquid, and take the fewer medicines internally. First, prepare the medicinal materials, and start to suffer together after an hour."

After the instructions were finished, Wang Zhicai and Xie Guoqiang entered the operating room. At this time, the patient had been sent to the operating table. After entering the surgical finger, Wang Zhi took a casual look and said, "Apart from the light, the rest is removed, so there is no need."

Hearing Wang Zhi's instructions, the nurse in the operating room began to pull the rest of the equipment aside, leaving only the operating table and the headlights on the side.

Just as the nurse was busy removing the equipment, Wang Zhi had already opened the medical box he carried with him and took out the things inside, disinfectant, sutures, small scalpels, etc.

While preparing, Wang Zhi handed a pair of silver needles to Xie Guoqiang and said, "When I start the operation later, you will apply the needles in the patient's Baihui and Renzhong acupoints in turn. The order of needles will be as follows. After the needle is finished, use twisting techniques to advance."

"I understand." Xie Guoqiang responded, stood beside the patient and prepared, while Wang Zhi began to dismantle the gauze on the patient's head.

While removing the gauze, the patient suddenly moaned you softly. Wang Zhi heard that this was the previous anesthesia effect. Without saying a word, the patient entered a deep sleep again, using the acupuncture in traditional Chinese medicine.

Generally, for such a standard surgery, anesthesia is the key. To what extent should anesthesia be, the dosage of anesthetics, etc., it is very important. In such surgery, anesthesiologists cannot ignore it.

However, Wang Zhi has been practicing medicine for thousands of years, and the method of acupuncture has definitely reached the level of superb level. The anesthetic effect of this golden needle is absolutely the best.

At that time, Miyamoto chose the method of transverse bilateral subfrontal longitudinal cleavage during the operation. This method is a relatively advanced method. As the cerebrospinal fluid from the lumbar cave was introduced, the brain tissue slowly left the base of the skull under the action of gravity, opening a natural "channel" for the removal of the tumor, successfully achieving "zero pulling". Through this series of techniques, Wang Zhi had to admit that Miyamoto had the capital to be proud.

However, as a doctor, it is not good to be too proud of yourself, and your psychological quality is not up to standard. You will definitely not be able to become the best famous doctor. At best, you are just a first-class doctor.

Miyamoto's accident occurred during tumor isolation. Due to the error in the order of the surgery, the patient's brain nerve line was damaged. The mess left behind is definitely unprecedented.

Of course, such mistakes have not happened before. However, after such mistakes, the only one who is still alive is still this one. After all, life-saving pills are not cabbage on the street. To put it bluntly, Wang Zhi is the only one who travels through time.

At that time, Miyamoto's surgery was performed with the assistance of high-end microscopic equipment. During the operation, he could choose the method of bilateral subfrontal longitudinal fissure. However, Wang Zhi obviously did not learn this aspect, and various high-end equipment were also removed by him, so he used a relatively primitive craniotomy method.

Many famous doctors in the observation room next door immediately took a breath when they saw Wang Zhi's surgery. They were not scared by this primitive method of craniotomy, but by Wang Zhi's speed and techniques.

Wang Zhi's hands were steady and fast, and his eyes were very accurate. Using this primitive craniotomy method was much faster than Miyamoto's at that time.

These doctors are not unaware of this relatively backward technique, but because they know it, they are more aware of the difficulty of this technique.

At this time, Wang Zhi naturally didn't know what everyone next door was feeling. While cutting the knife, he said in a deep voice to Xie Guoqiang on the side: "Get the needle."

When Xie Guoqiang heard this, he hurriedly stabbed the silver needle in his hand, but he didn't even look at it and continued his own surgery. After about half an hour, Xie Guoqiang and the many doctors next door clearly saw the tumor at the base of the patient's skull. It was obvious that the operation was at its most critical time.

The more time it was, the calmer Wang Zhi became. While observing the shape of the tumor and the distribution of the surrounding blood vessel nerve lines, he thought about the location of the knife.

After a brief pondering, Wang Zhi's first knife fell quickly. Xie Guoqiang felt that the small scalpel in Wang Zhi's hand flashed and was held in his hand by Wang Zhi again. The separation of one side of the tumor was completed.

After this knife, Wang Zhi pondered again. After a moment of silence, he took the knife again. After this repeated, after five times, the entire tumor had been completely separated by Wang Zhi.

When they watched Wang Zhi take out a tumor the size of a fist from the bottom of the patient's skull, the doctors next door couldn't help but exclaim again. Although it was Wang Zhi who had the surgery, their hearts were all followed by Wang Zhi's actions.

Obviously, this unprecedented operation is something that every doctor pays special attention to. After the tumor is removed, the operation is only halfway through. You should know that this operation is an unfinished operation, and the damaged nerve line of Miyamoto is the top priority of this operation.

"Do you want a microscope?" Seeing that the operation was going to this extent, Xie Guoqiang couldn't help but breathe, looking at Wang Zhi and asked.

As the old master of the Apricot in Huaxia, Xie Guoqiang has treated countless patients in his life, but this is the first time he has participated in this high-difficulty and high-risk surgical operation. Although he only helped Wang Zhi to take action, he was always in a very nervous state.

"No need." Wang Zhi said softly, and looked at the patient's wound again. Wang Zhi must always maintain a high level of attention in this operation. At this time, there was already a fine sweat oozing out of his forehead.

After looking carefully for a minute, Wang Zhi took the tiny tweezers and sutures and began to suture the patient's nerves. Looking at Wang Zhi's cautious actions, Xie Guoqiang was a little obsessed for a moment, and he couldn't help but sigh again: "There is a successor to traditional Chinese medicine."

The entire operation lasted for two hours. By the time Wang Zhi came out of the operating room, Wen Jianguo and others had already surrounded him.

Kelly even asked anxiously: "Doctor Wang, how are you?" Although they have been watching the entire operation next door, they don't know whether the operation has succeeded.

"Fortunately, everything goes well, now there is only one last step left." Wang Zhi smiled reluctantly, and then asked Wen Jianguo: "Have I asked you to prepare what I have prepared?"

"It's ready." Wen Jianguo responded hurriedly.

"Send the medicine to the intensive care unit." Wang Zhi said softly, then walked towards the ward. When he walked to the ward, a large wooden bathtub was placed next to the bed of the room, and there was a hot medicine inside.

Wang Zhi walked up to him, reached out to find out the temperature of the medicine liquid, then put his finger under his nose and smelled it. Then he looked at the medicine taken on the side, and nodded with satisfaction.

Seeing Wang Zhi's actions, David and other doctors were puzzled. According to their understanding, generally speaking, since the operation is successful, the patient needs to have a good rest and observe. Once the dangerous period is over, it will naturally be fine. However, Wang Zhi got these things just after the operation, and he didn't know what the purpose was.

Hearing David's question, Wang Zhi chuckled and explained: "This operation was considered a failure when Mr. Nancun failed. Even if I forced my life to save my life, the patient could not escape the serious consequences of coma, diabetes insult, hemiplegia, plant survival, permanent vision loss, aphasia, etc. These drugs are prepared to restore the patient to the best level."

"Doctor Wang, do you mean that patients can recover to normal after using these drugs?" Kelly couldn't help but exclaimed. In fact, according to their understanding, under that situation, Wang Zhi was already very amazing to ensure that the patient's life was, but now Wang Zhi's meaning was that the patient was very likely to recover completely, which was simply surprising.

"Sixty percent sure." Wang Zhi shook his head and said with a wry smile: "The worst teeth bite gives him a certain ability to take care of himself."

"Hiss!" Hearing Wang Zhi's words, everyone couldn't help but take a breath of cold air again. Miyamotono felt like he was covering his face and leaving. Wang Zhi was not satisfied with the 60% confidence. You should know that having such a high-difficulty surgery is considered to be a very high success rate. What Wang Zhi said is that 60% confidence is actually to ensure the patient's complete recovery.

"Okay, everyone keep quiet. In theory, no one should have watched this situation." Seeing that everyone was still interested in talking, Wang Zhi hurriedly said. Although the current link is not very important, it cannot be ignored. If these people were not really sensitive, he would definitely not allow these people to come in. (To be continued)
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