Surgery Godfather
Chapter 1193 - 933: The Misguided Stomach Tube

Chapter 1193: Chapter 933: The Misguided Stomach Tube

About fifteen minutes into the surgery, the intraoperative frozen section reported: Consider tubercular granulomatous inflammation.

The intestines, scattered like a handful of pearl rice, indeed indicated tuberculosis!

But what now? The surgery could only address the intestinal obstruction. From the exploration, it appeared that parts of the small intestine had already become necrotic. Director Fang prepared to perform a partial resection of the small intestine and an intestinal anastomosis. As for the millet-like nodules, there was no need and no way to treat them surgically; they would only be washed and then treated with anti-tuberculosis drugs after surgery.

The anti-tuberculosis treatment is long-duration, the shortest being six months, with different plans of one or two years depending on the illness severity. The patient can get anti-tuberculosis drugs for free at tuberculosis prevention centers after discharge, but other tests, such as liver and kidney functions, are charged.

With the diagnosis confirmed, Director Fang thanked Yang Ping and urgently required surgery.

Nowadays, tuberculosis is not commonly seen in big city hospitals, although it still exists. It is more prevalent in some remote areas, making big city hospitals somewhat unfamiliar with treating this disease.

When it comes to treating diseases, whether a hospital’s experience is rich actually depends on the hospital’s case resources.

In the Pearl River Delta and the Yangtze River Delta, hospitals specializing in surgery proliferate; the field is highly developed, and a young surgeon from here could easily outperform doctors from inland hospitals, simply because there are more factories and thus more trauma cases.

Liuyang Hospital has extensive experience in treating burns, benefiting from being located in the hometown of fireworks.

Many hospitals in Yunnan are adept at treating mushroom poisoning, and it’s all because the locals favor wild mushrooms.

However, while these hospitals have abundant experience, they have made little academic contribution, mired in simple accumulation of experiences and unable to elevate it to a scholarly level; they merely replicate without innovation. The academic advancements still depend on professors and doctors from top national hospitals, who can transform experience into academic knowledge and drive medical progress.

Therefore, it was understandable that Director Fang lacked extensive experience with intestinal tuberculosis; encountering only a few cases of it a year left little room for experience. Seeing this "pearly intestine" naturally made him unsure, so he had Yang Ping come over to oversee.

Since he was already here, Yang Ping decided to take a walk around the central operating room to see what kind of surgeries the various departments were capable of performing now.

In the operating room of the Sports Medicine Center, Director Gao was busy. Now that Director Gao’s skills had matured, all his surgeries were top-notch. Moreover, he was continuously receiving foreign athletes for surgeries, an impressive move towards international acclaim.

Currently, Director Gao was completing a surgery for a Bundesliga player, reportedly referred by August’s friend. Old Gao’s connections were ever-expanding.

"Professor!"

Director Gao was quite surprised; why had Yang Ping suddenly come to see the surgery? Could it be that August thought his own skills were lacking and had asked for the professor to oversee?

"Just had to check on a surgery in General Surgery, so I thought I’d stop by. What are you working on?" Yang Ping walked past the operating table, standing in front of the arthroscope screen, and a doctor immediately offered him a stool.

"Thanks, but no need. I’ll stand and watch for a bit and then leave," Yang Ping declined the doctor’s kind gesture.

Director Gao promptly introduced, "The patient is from Europe, a Bundesliga player undergoing multi-ligament reconstruction in his left knee."

That’s it, Sports Medicine is already at a peak, and Trauma Orthopedics nearly so; other departments need to keep up.

Director Gao expected Yang Ping to provide guidance, but Yang Ping said little, not even mentioning August and the patient. Director Fang sensed his judgment was off; the professor was genuinely out of the loop. Based on the professor’s straightforward nature, he would have directly addressed any issues.

"Want to come up and give some guidance?"

Director Gao invited Yang Ping to indulge in the surgery.

Yang Ping shook his head: "Keep going; I’ll just watch for a bit and then go for a walk."

Director Gao’s skills in this type of surgery are now among the top four globally, which is truly a world-class standard. Old Gao still maintains the habit of visiting the Surgical Research Institute whenever he has time, helping out, attending lectures, and consulting with Yang Ping on some issues. Sometimes he even rolls up his sleeves to assist with wound dressings.

Yang Ping was observing the surgery on the arthroscopy screen, where various positioning and openings were being made expertly by Director Gao, who had mastered the essence of Yang Ping’s surgical techniques.

A graduate student entered the operating room, looking secretive and whispering a few words, immediately drawing several young doctors around him.

It seemed to be about a surgery ongoing in Neurosurgery, mentioning something about a stomach tube inserted into the cranial cavity and vertebral canal. Yang Ping thought he had heard wrong. When the anesthesiologist asked the graduate student spreading the news, "A stomach tube inserted into the cranial cavity and vertebral canal? How did it get there?"

The anesthesiologist was hearing such a bizarre incident for the first time. If not for his duties that prevented him from leaving the operating room at will, he would have run to the Neurosurgery operating room to see this strange development for himself.

The graduate student boldly claimed, "Really, I just saw the head CT scan. It truly shows a stomach tube inserted into the cranial cavity and even curved into the cervical spinal canal. I don’t know how it got there."

"Was it one of our hospital’s nurses who did it?" the anesthesiologist inquired, the middle-aged man also possessing a curious heart.

The graduate student replied, "I don’t know, I didn’t ask. I just stood there for a bit and was chased out by the patrolling nurse."

"You should have taken a picture to show us."

The anesthesiologist complained, as having no picture meant no proof, which was simply tantalizing.