Surgery Godfather
Chapter 533 - 484: Did the Surgery Fail?_2

Chapter 533: Chapter 484: Did the Surgery Fail?_2

Never give up until the end!

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"This time, he might not make it?" Ito said after a long silence.

Ikeda unbuttoned another button, pulled his collar, which made him feel much more comfortable.

"Do you have any nitroglycerin?" Ito asked Ikeda.

Ikeda took out a bottle from his pocket and gave it to Ito. Ito took it, looked at the bottle, opened it, took out a pill, and put it under his tongue.

On the video, the tip of the scalpel, under such incredible pressure, did not change in the slightest, remaining stable. This level of calmness was unparalleled.

But the more Ito watched, the more things seemed wrong.

He wanted to stand up, but his knees wouldn’t allow it.

"Teacher!" Matsui tried to assist him, but he waved him off and stubbornly stood up by himself, hoping that this way he could see things more clearly.

All the energy in Ito’s later years was devoted to research on the tumours of the upper spinal cord and medulla oblongata, but there had been no breakthroughs.

His students, Matsui, and Komori, continued his research, but they were also stuck in the same place.

So compared to the other doctors at the conference, Ito’s research on these kinds of cases was deeper, one could say that this was his specialty.

"Teacher!" Matsui saw that something was wrong with Ito’s expression and tried to help him again, but was rebuffed once more.

Ito’s lips trembled, his facial muscles twitched, and his eyes were bright.

"He’s reached Raf Talu, One Piece is under his feet!"

As he said these words, Ito powerfully patted Ikeda.

"What are you saying?"

Ikeda immediately stood up as well, squinting his eyes, doing his best to concentrate, following the direction of Ito’s finger.

"Look at the tip of his scalpel, and the electrosurgical unit, he’s got the situation under control, he’s got it under control, he’s got it under control!"

Ito, like a madman, mumbled unclearly, with a hint of crying in his voice before bursting into laughter.

Under Ito’s guidance, Ikeda seemed to realize the issue and hugged him: "Oh my god, he’s got the situation under control!"

The problem that Ito had failed to resolve all his life, this young man had now solved.

"Teacher!"

Matsui still didn’t understand the abnormal behaviour of these two old professors and hoped they could sit down and watch properly.

Fujiwara also went to help Ikeda.

"This surgery should be watched standing up, as a sign of respect for the chief surgeon!"

Ito stated. Because Yang Ping had solved a difficult medical problem, he had completely understood the anatomy of the medulla oblongata and the upper spinal cord.

With Yang Ping’s breakthrough on this topic, surgeries involving the upper spinal cord and the medulla oblongata will witness a leap forward in development.

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2!

A heartbeat was finally detected on the screen.

Once per minute, close to a state of cardiac arrest.

Then the heart fell into stillness again.

Whether it could beat again was unknown.

There’s no heartbeat anymore?

A Japanese nurse covering her mouth, whispered softly.

Komori and Mitsui were also keeping an eye on the numbers displayed on the monitor, unsure if the heartbeat would return.

Maybe it would beat once more, or maybe not.

"Don’t rush, he’s still alive, in a state of hibernation!"

Yang Ping finally spoke, his tone relaxed and casual, without a hint of tension.

The scalpel was still as slow as it was, with the last few seconds starting to countdown.

All of a sudden, the tip of the microscopic neuro-dissector moved positions, the tissue that had just been gently compressed by it slightly rebounded due to its elasticity.

In the new position, the scalpel began to separate rapidly, tens of times faster than before.

The laser scalpel on the screen moved faster and faster, as if this operation had been done hundreds of times before, each movement exuding an effortless proficiency.

People hadn’t reacted yet, still fully immersed in high tension.

Believing that there would be no more heartbeats.

The entire tumour, including the two small ones, were completely removed. Nurse Su had laid a piece of moist gauze cloth in the curved dish beforehand. Yang Ping placed the tumour on the gauze.

In reality, it was just a tiny bit. The whole medulla oblongata and the upper spinal cord were no larger than a thumb joint, so how big could the tumour he removed from inside be?

Once more, he stopped the bleeding under the microscope, and gently withdrew the strapped nerve.

Finally, the numbers for the heartbeat appeared on the screen.

1!

2!

3!---

Slowly climbing.

The patient’s heartbeat did not stop, it really did not stop, it was just on the edge of cardiac arrest.

He succeeded!

Ito could not help shedding tears, looking at the screen with complex emotions, extending his hand and then clapping stiffly.

Yang Ping’s knowledge of anatomy completely surpassed all current research. He mastered the rhythm of each step, and he knew what would happen at each step.

He knew that as long as the microscopic nerve stripper stayed taut, applying certain pressure to the nerve cluster, the heart rate could maintain at the edge and not collapse.

When passing the most dangerous area, he knew that he could speed up at that time.

And the nerve ganglion adapted to the new pressure. At this time, the nerve stripper was withdrawn, and all dangers had passed.

It was amazing!

The research was too in-depth!

Ikeda also clapped, and then the applause resounded throughout the room, wave after wave, unable to calm down for a long time.

It was so sudden. Even Fujiwara and the others didn’t have time to get a clear picture before the surgery reached its end.

Now the heart rate shown on the screen has reached 40, 50, and soon entered the normal range of 65 beats per minute.

Bow!

Ito and Ikeda bowed to the screen!

All the Japanese doctors followed and bowed to show their respect. This was an awe-inspiring admiration for the strong.

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"Zhang Lin Xiaowu, step up, start suturing!"

Mitsui and Komori were still in a daze, but the operation had entered the suturing stage.

Upon hearing the summons, Zhang Lin Xiaowu was excited. He did not expect to have the chance to do the suturing.

"Teacher Zhang, can we --- go to cut the stitches?"

Komori Daisuke’s back was so strained that he couldn’t straighten it, he asked carefully.

Seeing that they were quite honest, Zhang Lin nodded and said, "Step up!"

Mitsui also stood up with Komori to help, and the four of them sutured and cut the stitches together.

Being able to participate in such a surgery, even if it’s just cutting stitches, was an honor that would go down in history.

"Doctor Yang ---"

After the suturing was completed, Komori Daisuke wanted to ask Yang Ping about some specific details of the surgery.

Mitsui had the same idea, he was a bit confused just now and didn’t understand many of the steps.

Yang Ping was taking off his gown, speaking to Takahashi, who was helping to untie the knot behind him: "Can you explain to them when you have time."

Yang Ping himself didn’t have time to explain to everyone unless he was giving a lecture. Privately, he could only explain to a few doctors he was close to, such as Song Zimo, Xu Zhiliang, and Takahashi was counted as one of them.

"Okay!"

Takahashi responded proudly.

Thinking that the surgery was destined to fail, but it turned out to be a success.

Komori and Mitsui felt dispirited. They were ignored by others, who only recognized Takahashi.

Takahashi’s status in Tokyo University Hospital would be unparalleled in the future because he was following such a genius. It’s no wonder Takahashi acted like a grandson in front of Yang Ping, he even put the slippers neatly on the floor in the operating room and helped Yang Ping wear them.

Now Komori and Mitsui finally understood what was going on, but it seemed a little late.

"Dr. Yang, you worked hard!"

Nurse Su gave a gesture and smiled to celebrate Yang Ping’s successful operation. She was happier than anyone else about Yang Ping’s success.

"Nurse Su also worked hard."

Yang Ping responded with a look full of admiration.

"Serving the people!"

Answered Nurse Su playfully.

Seeing this scene, two Japanese nurses did not know the relationship between Nurse Su and Yang Ping. They imitated Nurse Su’s greeting to Yang Ping, hoping to get that admiring look.

However, even though their actions were the same, Yang Ping only responded lightly, without any affection in his eyes.

The two Japanese nurses were a bit confused as to why that was.

Clearly, this was racial discrimination!