Surgery Godfather
Chapter 1330 - 1006: The Bustling ICU

Chapter 1330: Chapter 1006: The Bustling ICU

Three hours later, the surgery was over, and the tumor was completely removed. Hemostasis was nearly perfect, and from every angle, this was a flawless operation.

Director Lu stayed by the side the whole time. Although he had moved away from the microscope, and his naked eye could not see the details of some operations inside the skull, when the tumor was extracted, he still leaned over to take a glance inside the operative field.

There was no bleeding, and the tumor was intact—these two points alone were enough to demonstrate the extraordinary skill of the surgery.

"Anesthesiologist, vital signs?" Director Lu couldn’t wait to ask on behalf of the chief surgeon, as he was so eager to know the outcome of such a perfect operation.

"Heart rate is 78 beats per minute, blood pressure is 104/81mmHg, respiratory rate is 20 breaths per minute, which is the ventilator’s rate. Vital signs are normal," the anesthesiologist replied, more relaxed than at any point during the operation, because all previous vital signs were temporary and could collapse at any moment, whereas this time, they were firmer than ever before.

"Is the rhythm regular?" Director Lu was actually more concerned about the rhythm, rather than the rate.

The anesthesiologist still answered in a relaxed tone, "The rhythm is regular."

Perfect! Director Lu sighed with relief. It was a suffocating operation that Professor Yang finally aced. It was a good thing that he had left partway; otherwise, if he had witnessed the entire process, he would have felt very strained.

"Pupil checks every 15 minutes for the first 24 hours postoperatively, and notify me immediately if there’s any issue. Follow the standard post-brainstem surgery protocol for the rest," Yang Ping handed over the finishing tasks to Song Zimo and told Director Lu the postoperative precautions.

"Standard post-brainstem surgery protocol?" Director Lu couldn’t help but ask again, as a surgeon who operated on the brainstem only a dozen times a year would have a completely different understanding of "standard protocol" from one who operated on it every few days.

"Oh—Dr. Song will explain in detail shortly and provide doctors and nurses with a sheet outlining the care instructions."

Yang Ping realized that he had misspoken; in his own department, the word "standard" could replace a whole lot of superfluous talk, but not here. However, after the surgery, either he or Song Zimo would go over it in detail again. There would be another explanation in the ICU, followed by a sheet, and finally, a digital spreadsheet would be sent via WeChat until the other party had completely mastered it.

"Okay," Director Lu nodded, relieved that he had asked. Otherwise, he might have made a huge mistake due to not understanding what "standard" meant. When practicing medicine, one must adhere strictly to the facts; otherwise, it’s very easy to make mistakes, some of which could be fatal.

"You’ve worked hard!" Su Nanchen finally had the opportunity to greet Yang Ping, and they shook hands with the warmth of brothers reunited.

Several young doctors from the Orthopedics Department of Affiliated Hospital No. 1 also gathered around. They used to meet Yang Ping quite often, but now it was difficult to see him, and they had even fewer chances to chat together.

Principal Ding’s vital signs were stable after the operation, which meant the first hurdle had been passed. There was still the possibility of brain tissue edema postoperatively. If he could get through the brain tissue edema period, the success of the surgery could be considered complete.

"How is the situation?"

Yang Ping had already changed his clothes. He came out ahead of the cart that was transporting Principal Ding. Su Nanchen and the other doctors also came out, while Director Lu, Song Zimo, and Xu Zhiliang stayed in the operating room, waiting to personally accompany the patient.

"The surgery was very successful. If he can get through the postoperative edema period, there shouldn’t be a problem. However, the acute renal failure that developed preoperatively is likely not going to recover after the operation. He will probably need dialysis or a kidney transplant," Yang Ping briefly explained Principal Ding’s condition.

Compared to surviving, these were minor details. Yang Ping noticed that apart from Professor Su, Principal Ruo, Lu Xiaolu, and Ding Xinyu were also around, eager to learn about the patient’s condition. Only Guan Ruyan was absent; he didn’t know where she had gone to make a phone call and hadn’t returned yet.

Before long, Principal Ding was wheeled out of the operating room. Director Lu, Song Zimo, Xu Zhiliang, and the anesthesiologist were in charge of escorting him. Everyone gathered to visit Principal Ding, and seeing the normal ECG waves on the portable electrocardiogram monitor, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Professor Su patted Yang Ping on the shoulder, "Let’s have a meal together later; I came here on an empty stomach."

Yang Ping was indeed feeling hungry now. He hadn’t noticed his hunger while immersed in the operation, but after Professor Su’s reminder, his stomach felt as though it had stuck to his spine.

"Indeed, I’m starving." Yang Ping touched his belly subconsciously. He was so hungry he felt numb.

After settling Principal Ding in the ICU, Yang Ping went to the doctors’ office for a sip of water to moisten his dry throat. Lu Xiaolu had been following him and came out as well: "Professor Yang, how did the surgery go?"

Yang Ping knew Lu Xiaolu was anxious. Even though he had already publicly declared the surgery a success, Lu Xiaolu worried Yang Ping might have been merely saying comforting words for the sake of morale, as the significance of such surgeries was often in doubt.

"Really, the surgery went very well, but the acute renal failure that occurred before the operation likely won’t recover afterward. From now on, he would need dialysis or a kidney transplant," Yang Ping reiterated.

This time, Lu Xiaolu felt somewhat relieved, assured that Yang Ping wasn’t just being polite.

"What should we pay attention to after the surgery?" Though Lu Xiaolu wasn’t a doctor, he still wanted to know some details, convinced that no doctor or nurse could care more than him.

Yang Ping thought for a moment: "The most critical postoperative measure is pupil monitoring. I have already instructed them to check every fifteen minutes for the first 24 hours post-operation. If any pupil dilation occurs, they must notify me immediately."

"Could you—stay here tonight? That way, it will be more convenient if anything happens." Lu Xiaolu mustered the courage to make his request.

Indeed, going back now would be inappropriate. It was nearly an hour’s drive from here to Sanbo Hospital. In case of any emergency, by the time Yang Ping arrived, it would be too late. Therefore, Yang Ping decided to stay, at least for the next 24 hours.

"I’ll stay here. I’ll sleep in the duty room of the ICU tonight," Yang Ping told Lu Xiaolu.

Lu Xiaolu’s eyes clearly showed gratitude: "Thank you!" He also decided to stay. Though he wasn’t a doctor, he believed he could still be of some help. He knew Ding Xinyu was indecisive at this moment, and Ding Ruyan’s mind was elsewhere.

"Professor Yang—" Guan Ruyan’s voice came from outside the office and soon appeared in front of Yang Ping. He politely shook hands with Yang Ping, thanking him profusely.

"I’ve been looking for you. I had no idea you were here. Thank you so much. Had you not performed emergency surgery on my father, I don’t know what would have happened to him. Dinner is all set up; let’s go have a quick meal together," said Guan Ruyan, always so cultured and refined. He had a way of speaking and acting that was genuinely pleasing.

"Xiao Lu, go rest. I’ll sleep here tonight. You take care of things over at the laboratory tomorrow," Guan Ruyan kindly told Lu Xiaolu.

Lu Xiaolu insisted on staying: "I’ll stay here too. It’s more convenient to have an extra person around."

When Director Wen of the ICU heard that Yang Ping would be resting there, he immediately cleared his duty room, changed the sheets and blankets, and then hurriedly arranged for someone to prepare toiletries.

Su Nanchen and a group of young doctors from Affiliated Hospital No. 1 heard that Yang Ping was staying overnight in the ICU duty room and made arrangements for all of them to stay in the ICU as well, which made the entire ICU quite crowded. Some people even started setting up makeshift beds out of chairs in the office to get through the night.

"Why is the ICU so lively today?"

As Director Wen came out of the storeroom with cups, he found the situation quite odd, not only because the duty room was packed, but also because every chair and desk in the office had been commandeered as makeshift beds. Even the floor of the changing room had people lying on it—all young doctors from orthopedics and neurosurgery, with Professor Su Nanchen from orthopedics squeezing into the stuffy duty room.

He hadn’t expected the ICU to be so lively tonight.

"There are more in the family waiting area outside! I wanted to stay here tonight but absolutely couldn’t find a spot," said Director Lu of neurosurgery, sounding resigned.

"You might as well forget it. Go back to your department to sleep. Don’t join the pandemonium here," Director Wen complained, having just narrowly avoided stepping on someone on his way from the changing room.

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