Surgery Godfather
Chapter 1002 - 836: Is It Surgery or Magic?_2

Chapter 1002: Chapter 836: Is It Surgery or Magic?_2

Faced with such a chaotic situation, Yang Ping felt that only the scalpel was the true master, the exclusive weapon of a master.

Confronted with endless varieties of tissue without any clear boundaries, Yang Ping’s scalpel started to display its mighty power. He cut along the tumor’s margins, taking a portion of the surrounding normal tissue to ensure a thorough resection.

At the confluence of the inferior mesenteric vein, two vascular clamps clamped down on the splenic vein both distally and proximally. Almost simultaneously secured, the handles of the clamps were swiftly transferred to Song Zimo’s hands.

Normally, this would have been the time to sever the splenic vein, but instead of cutting it, they left it intact, just shaking it slightly. Somehow, the unidentified blood vessels nearby had already been clamped and cut without knowing how.

Before anyone knew it, the chief surgeon had clamps with thread in hand. With a swift motion into and out of the abdominal cavity, he had completed the stitching and tying off of blood vessels. The assistant’s scissors flashed, removing the two vascular clamps from the abdominal cavity.

Director Shi watched the operative field and felt decidedly dizzy. He moved his neck around, wondering if he had a cervical spine problem. Dizziness stemming from the cervical origin can manifest this way, but it didn’t seem quite right. When he turned his head away from the surgery, the dizziness disappeared, but as soon as he focused back on the procedure, it returned.

Low blood sugar? Unlikely; he had a plentiful breakfast.

Could it be a fear of blood? The thought crossed Director Shi’s mind momentarily. He had been performing surgeries for over twenty years; the mere suggestion of him fainting at the sight of blood would be laughable.

After multiple attempts, Director Shi finally realized the cause of his dizziness.

It turned out that the movements during surgery were just too fast, and the metallic instruments were somewhat reflective. The instruments’ constant, dazzling motions left Director Shi feeling disoriented.

How could anyone discern the details of the surgical steps? It was impossible to see clearly, akin to a magician performing magic. With a flick of the hand, a pigeon appears. Every movement seemed to materialize in such a manner.

Take the clamps with thread, for example. He didn’t see the knot tightening or releasing any clamp; it all just went in and came out, the clamps released, the knot tied.

The movements appeared to be discontinuous, jumping from one to the next without any transition, as if cutting out intermediary steps. Thus, it felt like the actions were completed instantaneously. How did he manage that? It was as if the surgical showed the effect of a magic trick, with even a simple movement requiring scrutiny to understand how it was performed.

I’m here to watch surgery, not magic.

Professor Shi Guosheng was genuinely annoyed. It didn’t make any sense, this unreasonable approach to knot-tying. You just drop the clamps with the thread in there, pull them out, and, voilà, the knot is tied.

The more Director Shi watched, the dizzier he got. He couldn’t afford to pass out; after two decades of practicing surgery, collapsing from "fear of blood" in the operating room of Sanbo Hospital would be an embarrassment too great to withstand in the world of surgery.

Cautiousness was essential. Director Shi stepped back a few paces and closed his eyes to rest for a dozen seconds.

"Professor, I’m feeling a bit dizzy!"

At that moment, Xia Shu, assisting on the operating table, also felt something was amiss as he suddenly experienced dizziness and even a feeling of nausea.

Could it be a faintness for blood? Xia Shu thought the same. He had never had such a problem, and to faint from it today would be a huge embarrassment - not just for him, but for Fuwai as well.

It seemed that surgeons sometimes think alike.

"I need to rest for a bit!" Xia Shu had no choice but to step out. Fortunately, he wasn’t in a critical role – just an unnumbered, unnecessary assistant.

Meanwhile, Xu Zhiliang said while continuing the surgery, "It’s okay... it’s just that the surgery... is too fast, it’s dazzling the eyes. After you’ve... done more surgeries... you’ll get used to it. I was the same at the start... now it doesn’t affect me at all."

Professor Shi Guosheng felt a little better knowing that it wasn’t just him struggling, but also the physicians from his own team who felt dizzy and disoriented.

After the discomfort subsided a bit, Director Shi didn’t dare to look directly at the surgical field and decided to watch the synchronized video instead. Fortunately, respect for seniority prevailed, and his previous spot had been kept vacant, with no one taking it.

However, in just that short interval, the surgery had already completed the ligation and division of the superior and inferior pancreaticoduodenal veins and the minor veins branching off to the portal vein and superior mesenteric vein.

The pancreatic head, duodenum, stomach, and bile duct were in the process of being freed. Watching the video was a bit easier than watching the surgical field directly, at least there wasn’t any glare to blind the eyes. But a new problem arose: the gleaming scalpel in the video looked terrifying. The scalpel was being used for sharp separation, and that kind of action in such a dangerous area was truly panic-inducing.

Surgical videos actually offer a clearer and more comprehensive view than observing the surgical field directly, especially the details, which are presented more delicately. So every detail is revealed in full, and while Professor Shi Guosheng initially felt dizzy and disoriented, at this point, his heart clenched with each movement.

The scalpel’s operation in such treacherous territory would make anyone’s heart tremble.

In fact, watching surgery is most engaging for those with high levels of expertise. The more skilled you are, the more invested you become because you understand the dangers involved. This leads to an intense sense of immersion. On the other hand, novices, blissfully unaware, watch quite comfortably, lacking the understanding of what steps pose risks, and simply take in the spectacle.

Of those present, Director Shi had the strongest sense of immersion, and because of that, he was also the most exhausted observer.

Ah, there’s an artery there, it’s going to spurt and retract blood, slow down!

Just when they were worried about the artery, they had already completed the exposure and separation of the artery, and with another breath, the artery was clamped, ligated, and cut. This level of surgical skill is something I’ve truly never seen before. How many surgeries must one perform to achieve this? How familiar must one be with anatomy? And where did they train?

To see such a high level of ability in a doctor under thirty, this is simply like they’re cheating. Professor Shi Guosheng suddenly found himself at a loss for words, thinking this popular phrase was the only one that could express what he was witnessing.

The scalpel glides effortlessly through the complicated crevices and crannies, without mistakenly cutting even a single small blood vessel or damaging any non-target tissue. The entire operative field is clean and tidy, a pleasure to watch.

The fundamental skills of surgery are namely two aspects. outwardly expressed, which are dissection and hemostasis.

Experts perform surgery with clear anatomical layers and thorough hemostasis, keeping the operating field neat and clean, with very little visible bleeding.

The mesentery of the upper end of the jejunum and the hooked part have been cut. The spleen, pancreas, and duodenum can now be removed, but the tumor tissue is still attached to the liver and other organs, so Yang Ping has no immediate plans to remove them.

Now, except for the arteries providing blood supply and the veins for return flow, no other tissues are connected to the body. Once these blood vessels are cut, the organs can be removed with the tumor, but other organs have yet to be separated, so Yang Ping intends to leave these blood vessels intact for now, providing normal blood supply.

Instrument sales representative Huang Jiahui has come in to set up the table. What instruments are needed for this surgery?

Staplers? Titanium clips?

It seems like nothing else is really needed for the surgery, just these things.

Director Shi feels like going over to take a look, but he fears missing a crucial step if he walks away.

"Go ask what instruments they are preparing," Director Shi nudges his junior with his elbow.

Reluctantly, Director Fang moves over and asks Huang Jiahui, "What instruments are you preparing here?"

"Artificial blood vessels!" Huang Jiahui says while setting up the table.

Artificial blood vessels?

Director Fang doesn’t want to waste too much time here. If it weren’t for his senior ordering him, he wouldn’t bother asking at all.

After asking briefly, Director Fang immediately returns to his spot, his authoritative presence undisputed, as nobody dares to take the space he left. Seeing Director Fang return, Director Shi asks, "What are those?"

"Artificial blood vessels!"

"What are the artificial blood vessels for?"

"That---"

Director Fang had not asked that.

"Go find out more."

Director Shi instructs.

Director Fang feels extremely disgusted inside. He’s now more engrossed in watching the surgery. You keep directing me to do other things, can’t you stop? Even though we are fellow disciples, I have my aspirations too.

"She doesn’t know either," Director Fang carelessly replies to brush it off.

How could the equipment vendor not know what their own instruments are used for? Director Shi finds this strange, but Director Fang casually says, "That’s how Professor Yang performs surgery, just like magic. The instrument suppliers simply deliver according to the list, what exactly it’s used for, we’ll only find out when it’s opened on the table."

Fuck, even the literate can be vulgar at times, Director Shi exclaims "fuck" under his breath, but in such a soft voice that, combined with the surrounding doctors focused on the surgery, nobody hears it.

On the screen, the scalpel is separating the area around the hepatic portal, a place entwined with tumor and extremely complex and dangerous.

But the scalpel moves as if playing, tracing almost against the blood vessels, inch by inch, winding its way through.

Is this really surgery or magic? Can someone please explain this to me? How can you use a scalpel in such a place? And to wield it so exaggeratedly!

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