Chapter 212 Assistant
"A little higher, increase the abduction angle, I haven't eaten breakfast, keep your body away from the operating bed!"
Zhang Lin was disinfecting while instructing Director Wu to raise his hands, and his tone was just like training interns.
Preparing the skin before surgery, the hair in the armpits has been shaved off with an electric shaver.
Zhang Lin also disinfected his armpits several times. The skin here has many wrinkles and is the easiest place to hide bacteria.
The yellow iodine disinfectant was quickly applied to the surgical area and the surrounding prescribed area without any blind spots.
"Brother! Stay away, why are you so close? You can't raise your hands? Which school did you graduate from? Who is your tutor? Ask your director to send you to school to recuperate!"
Song Zimo had already put on his clothes and gloves, put his hands on the protective bags on his chest, and shouted unceremoniously.
No matter how far it is, it’s hard to reach!
Director Wu was already short in stature, but now he was raising his hands in a particularly twisted posture, almost standing on tiptoes, in order to distance himself.
This posture is very hard, and my arms are extremely sore, but I can't let go. Once I let go, my arm will fall down, contaminating it, and the disinfection will be in vain.
I just ask these buddies to do it quickly so that he can be liberated.
"Hold on for a while, Xiao Wu, wear sterile gloves, use a small sheet to lift from the elbow, and Zhang Lin will disinfect his hands again."
Song Zimo conducts Zhang Lin Xiaowu.
Some of the young doctors who were watching were eager to replace Director Wu.
But he didn't dare to step forward. This surgical patient was too important. The few people Yang Ping brought seemed not to be easy to talk to, especially this guy with glasses, who was fierce.
If you don't do it well, not only will you be scolded by Brother Glasses, but also Lao Wu, so everyone will just watch.
Director Fu was confused and didn't know what he was doing. He just came over now and saw Director Wu raising his hands with a painful expression.
"Director!" Director Fu was anxious and wanted to take his place.
"Pay attention to the concept of sterility and stand away!"
Before Director Fu could get close, Song Zimo scolded him away.
Looking at Yang Ping, Su Nanchen and Dean Xie chatting animatedly, they don’t know what happened just now and why Director Wu raised his hand. This was all the work of junior doctors.
Dean Xie was chatting. A call came in. He went out to answer the phone.
Yang Ping saw several young doctors in the operating room. They were all acquaintances and took the initiative to say hello to everyone.
After this greeting, several young doctors boldly came over to chat for a few words.
I thought Yang Ping ignored everyone before, but I misunderstood!
As soon as I got out of the car, I was surrounded by Dean Xie and Director Wu. I didn't have time to say hello. I probably didn't even see everyone.
Everyone asked questions and was extremely cordial.
"Come to Sanbo to play with me when you have time. Xiaowu is here too."
"Okay, we will definitely find you."
Everyone knows that Yang Ping is busy, so he doesn't bother with it for too long.
Yang Ping stood up and looked at the progress of the preparations for the operation. He saw Director Wu raising his hand: "What did you do? You asked Director Wu to raise his hand here. This is Director Wu, my former old director."
"Director Wu? I'm sorry. I'm too young and didn't notice."
Zhang Lin smiled, wrapped the patient's elbow with a sterile drape, and took over the limb from Director Wu's hand.
This is more or less the same, you kid can do whatever you want, your boss used to be a little doctor under me, you can do whatever you want, big or small.
At this time, Director Wu carefully let go. It was so damn hard to lift his arm. From his neck, along his entire upper body, to his fingers, he was sore and sore, and he almost lost consciousness.
If Yang Ping doesn't come to the rescue, he really can't hold on anymore.
"It doesn't matter, we work together as a team, it's all for the patients!" Director Wu pretended to be generous, but he wanted to squeeze Zhang Lin to death.
Director Fu handed him a paper towel and he wiped the sweat from his forehead. The washcloth behind his back was also a lot wet.
Yang Ping said to Jiang Baicheng across the sterile sheet: "Mr. Jiang, don't be nervous. Look, our Director Wu personally went on stage to help as an assistant for your operation."
This greeting is mainly to reassure the patient. It means that the surgeon is about to take the stage, not to move his mouth nearby.
"Director Wu, let's go wash our hands and go on stage!"
"Let's go wash our hands."
It’s better to go to Yang Ping, who is not pretentious at all. After all, he is his own person. Director Wu immediately feels a sense of intimacy towards Yang Ping.
"These guys are spoiled by me. They all have eyes on the top of their heads. Don't mind, Director Wu. I'll teach them a lesson later."
Yang Ping said guiltily.
"It doesn't matter. Young people are not sensible and should be impetuous."
Director Wu had just been sprayed several times and felt Yang Ping's words were like a breath of fresh air.
After disinfecting his hands, Zhang Lin clamped the object holding forceps on the vertical sheet of the sterile table.
He took a small piece of paper and wrapped it around his hand, holding it.
Xiao Wu let go and worked with Song Zimo to lay out a set of disposable shoulder arthroscopy sheets.
The bottom and middle orders are neatly arranged. Finally, Zhang Lin Xiaowu also wears a surgical gown and lays out the big order together.
The various twisting pipelines were quickly connected, and Zhou Can helped the hospital's roving nurses connect and start the computer in the audience.
I clicked my finger all the way, and the host, light source, screen, planer knife, and plasma knife were all opened, and the parameters were adjusted.
After connecting the optical fiber, Song Zimo focused on the lens, checked before surgery, and started work.
When Yang Ping came to power, Song Zimo had already completed the establishment of the approach and completed the preparation work for lower-level doctors.
As soon as Yang Ping arrived, Song Zimo respectfully gave up his position as the surgeon and handed the mirror to Yang Ping. Yang Ping took the mirror and looked at the screen to start the operation, first performing a shoulder arthroscopy.
"Zhang Lin Xiaowu, let's go over and braid the tendons." Song Zimo led them out of the way and went to the equipment table to braid the tendons.
For this kind of surgery, there are too many people to stand, so two people are enough on the stage. If one more person is responsible for braiding the tendons, they usually only need two or three people for surgery.
There are so many of them today, especially Zhang Lin Xiaowu, who are purely looking for a sense of presence. If they don't go on stage, they can throw knives.
They walked away, leaving Yang Ping and Director Wu alone on the stage.
"Please help me pull my limbs!"
Yang Ping looked at the screen and said.
Director Wu looked around and saw that Yang Ping was beside him, his only assistant.
Towing? I have to help with the towing.
"Oh!"
Director Wu looked at Yang Ping. Yang Ping's eyes were already focused on the screen and he didn't pay attention to him anymore. Director Wu had no choice but to pull his limbs.
The advantage of performing shoulder arthroscopic surgery in the beach chair position is that the limbs can move, which is particularly suitable for this complex reconstructive surgery.
The disadvantage is that the traction frame cannot be used for traction, and an assistant is required to perform manual traction to help open the joint space. This assistant is very hard and hard work.
"Director Wu, while you are here, you must fully cooperate with Teacher Yang. I will go out for a while."
Dean Xie came back after answering the phone, said hello, and left temporarily.
The mirror is like a dragon swimming in the joint space, and the probe is like an extension of the finger. The internal structure of the entire shoulder joint is carefully explored.
There is something beautiful about surgery. This guy's level is really high.
Director Wu was watching Yang Ping's surgery while pulling.
When he was in the People's Hospital, Yang Ping held a mirror several times and was not even allowed to perform a simple arthroscopy. How could he be so skilled in surgery?
Su Nanchen didn't praise him, he was truly top-notch in the country.
After all, Director Wu is also a chief physician. He has worked for 20 to 30 years and has gone through several further studies. He still has rich clinical experience, but it is seriously lacking compared to the previous ones, but still slightly rich compared to the previous ones.
This kid, in just half a year, his level has risen to this level. Sanbo's Han Jiangong is really amazing.
Huang Jiahui watched the progress of the operation and was ready to supply consumables at any time.
She is now very familiar with the product, such as this thread, what material it is made of, what its molecular formula is, how many strands it is made of, its diameter, length, and how many Newtons of tension it can withstand, all of which are clearer than the instructions.
With this kind of table, if you open too many things, it takes up space on the equipment table, but if you open too little, you can't keep up with the rhythm.
Therefore, she has to follow Yang Ping's rhythm and drive on the stage one by one.
Packaging boxes and other garbage will be put into her reusable bag and taken away after the operation. She will not leave a piece of her own garbage in the operating room.
She has also undergone strict training on how to open sterile packaged consumables, including where to tear the film, how to open the box, and how to ensure absolute safety after opening, ensuring no contamination, and quickly placing it on the instrument table.
After the examination, subacromial shaping is performed first to solve the problem of acromion impingement.
Without saying a word, he stretched out his hand and the drill came into his hand.
Su Nanchen watched from the sidelines. No wonder he was performing surgery in Annex 1 and had two nurses who couldn't keep up.
The tacit understanding between his sister and him is so perfect.
From the moment Yang Ping took the stage, he did not ask for any equipment or look at the equipment table.
Every time you reach out, you don’t have to say the name of the instrument or what you want to do. If you are about to stretch out your hand here, you will start to hand over the instrument there. It is never too early or too late.
The hands of the surgeon and the instrument nurse moved almost at the same time, at the same height from the operating table. The hands and the instruments met as expected, point to point, every inch, just like the two of them had rehearsed this operation countless times.
Su Nanchen wondered, wasn't Xiao Su in the operating room? Isn't Sanbo Comprehensive Orthopedics an independent operating room? Why is she here today?
How could these two people be so skilled in cooperating with each other during surgery? Why would Yang Ping take her with him when he comes out with flying knives?
I had a lot of questions, but I didn’t ask them. After all, it was work time now.
This kind of cooperation between the two would be stunned if parents saw it in Appendix 1.
You don’t even need to ask about the size of the grinding drill bit, just keep doing this, and the wrong instrument will not be sent every time, even the size will not be wrong, and when it comes to extremely special steps, the instrument will not be wrong either.
Su Nanchen really couldn't see through this sister. Could it be that the two of them were born together——
"Pull it tighter and don't shake it!" Yang Ping's tone was extremely serious and left no room for doubt.
This kind of powerful momentum and majesty as a surgeon can only be possessed by great professors.
Director Wu works harder, the breakfast items are almost gone.
This work is very hard. You have to keep exerting force. You can only lift your arms and legs for a few minutes. You can't let go of this pulling until the surgeon says to stop.
"Lower your elbows and don't interfere with my movements."
Director Wu didn't understand the meaning, so he loosened his hand, his body position immediately changed, and his view of the screen moved a little.
Snap! With a crisp sound, the probe hit the back of the hand.
The dense pain-sensing nerves in the periosteum of the metacarpal bone reacted immediately, with burning tingling pain, one after another, continuously.
"Teacher Yang is very serious in performing surgeries. We were often beaten by him, and the backs of my hands were calloused."
Song Zimo came over to comfort Director Wu.
"Yeah!"
Director Wu twitched the corners of his mouth and forced out a stiff smile.
"Old Wu, you see, it is very important to control the degree of acromion shaping. If it is too much, it will easily cause acromion fracture. If it is less, it will not be thorough and the symptoms will not be eliminated." Yang Ping said kindly, completely different from the previous fight.
This kid is really too involved in the surgery. He just hits him when he says it. His expression makes him wonder if he just hit himself?
No matter what, this operation must be completed. Jiang Baicheng is awake.
It's just that this thug is not only in excruciating pain, but also humiliating.
The operation continues, and the difficult operation has just begun.
Director Wu's physical strength was already a little unbearable.
(End of chapter)