Surgery Godfather
Chapter 855 - 760 Temporary Suspension of Surgery_2

Chapter 855: Chapter 760 Temporary Suspension of Surgery_2

Now, reducing the ischemic time of the eyeball is a priority, so we must speed up, but the Instrumental Nurse’s pace finally collapses as if a speeding car’s engine burns out.

"I---I---"

In her panic, after responding with "OK," the Instrumental Nurse completely loses her rhythm. She doesn’t know what to do next; her mind goes blank, and her hands are uncertain which instrument to reach for.

John Ansen sees this and feels incredibly embarrassed—this is the Mayo, the number one ranked hospital in the United States.

"It’s alright, don’t be nervous, take a break."

Yang Ping halts his actions, comforting the nurse; he has always treated the nurses with kindness.

Following Yang Ping’s lead, John Ansen also offers encouragement to the nurse, "Maybe you’re just too tired. Take a break."

At that moment, Yang Ping remembers something and says to John Ansen, "I forgot to tell you something important yesterday. If possible, my surgeries are best performed with two skilled instrumental nurses, which is the standard for my main surgeries."

There had only been one Instrumental Nurse, and even with slowing down, he feels very sorry for the poor American girl.

Two Instrumental Nurses?

After hearing this, John Ansen is unsure what to do or why Yang Ping would make such a statement, but observing the exhausted Instrumental Nurse, he understands the meaning of Yang Ping’s words is straightforward—he needs two nurses.

The Instrumental Nurse next to him nods earnestly, "Yes, it would be better to have another nurse up here."

She strongly agrees with Yang Ping’s suggestion because she really can’t continue in her current state. She has been maintaining by sheer tension in her nerves, mobilizing all of her body’s potential; this is not a normal way to work and is bound to collapse sooner or later.

John Ansen calls the Patrolling Nurse over, "Get Daisy up here!"

Daisy is also an Operating Room Neurosurgery specialty nurse who has more seniority than the current Instrumental Nurse. Daisy and the Instrumental Nurse on stage are two of Mayo Clinic’s most outstanding Neurosurgery nurses.

The Anesthesiologist, who had been silent at the sidelines, looks once again at the monitoring device’s screen, and at that moment, feels immense pressure.

"John Ansen? Do we really need to increase the staff?" the Anesthesiologist offers proactively.

Because surgery is a serious and sacred affair, no oversights are allowed. Rather than passively discovering shortcomings, it’s better to actively raise concerns.

John Ansen’s gaze shifts to Yang Ping, as he, too, is unsure if two Anesthesiologists are needed.

Yang Ping shakes his head, "Not necessary, one is enough."

Only then does the Anesthesiologist relax, but his tension is obviously greater than before, and his focus sharpens even more.

"I will tell you what instruments to hand over for this step and what to prepare for the next. You two need to cooperate; one prepares, the other delivers. Don’t mess up the rhythm. We need to reduce the ischemic time for the eyeball as much as possible, so I have to speed up. Take a deep breath, and let’s continue," Yang Ping encourages the Instrumental Nurses.

After several deep breaths, the Instrumental Nurse regains her composure. As the surgery continues, Daisy starts scrubbing in.

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What’s going on?

Why has the video paused?

Could it be that the surgery has encountered a problem?

The sudden pause of the video in the Teaching Room has a succession of doctors observing the surgery simultaneously pelted with a series of questions.

This surgery was difficult to begin with, the peculiar anatomy of the hemisphere making the outcomes even more unpredictable. In the eyes of these doctors, every step of Yang Ping’s unconventional surgical approach is fraught with traps and risks.

"It must be a break to adjust their surgical position. The surgical site is deep, and using long-handled surgical instruments, you definitely can’t go without elbow support," muscled guy immediately knows what’s happening.

The muscled guy is a technical expert from the Mayo Clinic Department of Neurosurgery, known as the King of Micro-operations.

During the specialty training phase for neurosurgeons, this high-caliber Harvard medical student, who sees the operation under a microscope as the lifeblood of neurological surgery, crazily trained on microscopic techniques, refining every single movement—hence he was called the "King of Micro-manipulation."

Even when he sweated in the gym, it was merely to maintain a strong body, to enhance the balance and endurance of his hands, using his homemade resistance training method, day in and day out for ten years.

As the King of Micro-manipulation, he understood deeply that under the current circumstances, it was impossible to complete the surgery with his arms suspended in the air.

However, the recent suspended operation was already very impressive. From the maneuvers under the microscope, Muscle Man judged that John Ansen’s mentor was indeed a world-class master.

The gray-haired doctor had his own opinion, believing that even with adjusted posture, the operation shouldn’t take this long. He wondered if there had been some unexpected issue during the procedure.

The other Mayo doctors quietly sat in the second row with Muscle Man and the gray-haired man, waiting patiently to continue. It was quite normal for high-difficulty surgeries to encounter slight mishaps, which they had all experienced plenty of times before.

Only Robert knew what was really happening in the operating room, guessing that it must be the instrumental nurse getting stuck, and now they needed to adjust the rhythm.

Robert was most familiar with his own professor; the problem couldn’t possibly be with him. To date, he had never seen his mentor make a mistake.

"Is the surgery running into difficulties?"

Woodhead asked.

Clearly, you’re not familiar with the professor, Robert thought, shaking his head disdainfully, "This surgery is nothing to the professor."

"Nothing? What do you mean by that?" Woodhead was very puzzled.

"Your Level Four is not passed without reason," Robert replied helplessly.

Nothing? Woodhead mulled over these words in his mind, but still couldn’t grasp their meaning. After all, this surgery must at least be considered a surgery for the professor; how could it possibly be ’nothing’?

"Why is the video paused?"

Woodhead continued to ask. Since there are no difficulties, just continue with the surgery.

"The professor is waiting for another instrumental nurse to come on stage. Whenever he operates outside his home department, he always works with two instrumental nurses; otherwise, the instrumental nurse definitely can’t keep up with the pace," Robert confidently shared his own speculation.

Massimo turned his head and asked, "The professor originated from orthopedics, so does neurosurgery also fall within his hobbies?"

Robert nodded, "The professor was initially an orthopedics doctor, but he can perform all kinds of surgeries at a top-level. Look, this eye-replanting surgery is originally an ophthalmology procedure, but isn’t the professor able to perform it just the same? He definitely does it better than any ophthalmologist at Mayo."

Massimo fell into silence. Back when Yang Ping helped resolve a crisis for NASA in Houston and was leaving the city, Massimo went to the airport to see him off. Before parting, Massimo asked Yang Ping if he had done multiple interventional surgeries. Yang Ping simply replied: "I rarely perform interventional surgeries."

At that moment, Massimo felt totally bewildered. Seldom performing interventional surgeries, yet his skills were far superior to Massimo’s.

It was then that Massimo came to recognize Yang Ping as his mentor. Although he had not yet received Yang Ping’s acknowledgment and hadn’t formally joined the WeChat group, in Massimo’s heart, Yang Ping had long been his mentor.

Muscle Man, hearing these American men chatting in Chinese, found it strange, feeling as though they seemed to know some inside story. He asked Robert if he knew what was actually happening in the operating room.

Robert honestly told him, "Your instrumental nurse can’t keep up the pace; we’re now waiting for the second instrumental nurse to scrub in."

"Two instrumental nurses?"

Muscle Man, listening from the back row, found Robert’s exaggerated words inconceivable.

How fast must the chief surgeon work to leave the instrumental nurse unable to keep up, considering the instrumental nurse’s job is merely to hand over instruments? Moreover, brain tumor surgeries are generally risky operations where, relatively speaking, slower procedures are the norm. Operations under the microscope should be even slower.

"That’s right, two instrumental nurses. Whether or not the two nurses can keep up with the pace will depend on the professional skills of your Mayo instrumental nurses," Robert stated unreservedly; he was that straightforward.

The surrounding Mayo men also felt perplexed upon hearing this. Mayo was a world-class hospital, and they had never witnessed such a thing before.

One chief surgeon, assisted by two instrumental nurses?