Surgery Godfather

Chapter 195: Chapter 0184: Take a Look at It

Professor Ye was still drilling, hoping to hit the center.

Yang Ping was stopped by Professor Su and couldn’t get away, so he had to hide and make a call back to inform Song Zimo to postpone the surgery as appropriate.

Professor Ye had drilled many times, but he had not pierced through the center, with an error fluctuating around 5 mm.

Actually, this was already very good, but Professor Ye didn’t want to give up, he wanted to pursue perfection.

“Do we have a reverse drilling locator?” Professor Ye asked.

Director Guan immediately asked the surgical instrument supplier: “Do we have a reverse drilling locator, the reverse drilling set from Arthrex?”

The supplier was Shi Lehui’s, and what Professor Ye wanted was from Arthrex.

The professor’s request had to be met unconditionally, if available, deliver quickly; if not, borrow quickly.

The medical instrument supplier immediately said: “Shall I get the company to deliver it right away?”

Delivery, arrival, and then sterilization and disinfection, this whole process could take several hours.

“Deliver it!”

Professor Ye planned to cancel his afternoon schedule and wait on the operating table for a few hours.

Yang Ping couldn’t help but admire him, a top professor in the country, was considering the patient’s surgical outcomes at this point, rather than his reputation.

If the chief surgeon wasn’t so serious, it wouldn’t matter if it was a bit off, people wouldn’t have anything to say.

Now, after failing to hit the center several times, adjusting the locator at the last minute, and waiting several hours on the operating table, it seemed humiliating to perform surgeries at an external hospital.

If the surgeon compromised and finished the operation quickly, everyone would surely cheer, see how quickly they solved such a big problem.

However, professor Ye did not think so, thus, becoming a master was not accidental.

“Professor Su, shall we wait?” Professor Ye suggested.

Professor Su agreed: “Sorry for the trouble”

Professor Ye laughed: “It’s no trouble. Doing the surgery well is the first principle. I’m embarrassed for today.”

In reality it wasn’t his fault, he didn’t need to say this. Missing the target a few times was no laughing matter, with an error rate fluctuating within 5 millimeters, only two or three individuals in the country could achieve that.

Professor Su consoled him: “Old Ye, don’t say that, I admire your unwillingness to compromise.”

“I feel ashamed.” Professor Ye put his hands into the protective pouch on his chest and sat down to rest for a while.

“Add antibiotics once.” Director Guan instructed the doctors.

If surgery is estimated to exceed three hours, preventive antibiotics can be added once in the middle, which is not against the rules.

Now, the use of antibiotics is very strict, especially the preventive use of class one incisions. The hospital intensively supervises them. One carelessness can lead to a fine.

Rest a few minutes. Professor Ye got up: “Let’s rebuild the posterior lateral structure and posterior medial structure first, and leave the posterior fork for the end, complete and wait.”

This was a good suggestion. The femoral tunnel direction of this posterior horn was very tricky. The locator might not be very useful either, but it’s better than nothing. Professor Ye was weighing in his mind.

Why not let professor Su try on the operating table? Although Professor Su mainly focuses on the spine now, his arthroscopic skills were also exceptionally good in the past; his spatial localization ability was strong. Professor Ye had seen his surgery, these sophisticated techniques were his basic skills.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

“Old Su? Would you like to try on the operating table?” Professor Ye invited him.

“Isn’t the tibial tunnel the same when Dr. Yang just did the four-ligament reconstruction? The surgeon drilled from the outside to the inside freely by hand, and succeeded in one attempt.”

Someone who was watching and didn’t know the situation murmured quietly.

This person had just watched Yang Ping’s four-ligament reconstruction, now he switched battlefields and came to observe here. His mouth was itchy and he couldn’t help but speak.

The operating room was very quiet. Everyone was silent. Suddenly, when someone talked, the sound was particularly clear. Everyone looked at him.

When he realized he had misspoken, he immediately hid. Professor Ye raised his head and looked around.

Who’s Dr. Yang? Was he also doing four-ligament reconstruction? Can he do the across-the-wall sniping? And he was successful at the first attempt? He was keen to see it.

He really wanted to see it. The higher the person stands, the more he wants to meet someone who can compete with him.

At this time, professor Su took the opportunity to say, “Old Ye, I haven’t done arthroscopy for a long time, I’m afraid I can’t do it. I can recommend someone for you, Yang Ping, come here.”

“Hello, Professor Ye!” Yang Ping was suddenly called out by Professor Su and was not prepared.

“This is Dr. Yang Ping, he’s young, but his spatial location-awareness is excellent, much better than mine. He is an expert in free-hand reverse drilling. Shall we let him try? If it works, it will save time; if not, we will wait, it won’t delay anything. Young people have better vision and hand feeling than us, don’t they?”

The person recommended by Professor Su, who claimed that he was even better than himself to help him step down, had no reason not to try.

Was this the Dr. Yang mentioned by that doctor just now?

Professor Ye was curious, and after giving him an initial scan said: “Come on, scrub and give it a try, don’t stand there.”

Yang Ping got a pat on the back from Su Nanchen: “Go scrub your hands.”

This was a rare opportunity. If Yang Ping could show his skills and gain the approval of several professors, he would become famous at Fuyi Hospital.

In the future, when asking him to perform surgery, he wouldn’t have to rely on his father’s signature to stand on the platform.

“Hmm!” Yang Ping was a little shy.

If you don’t get on stage when being pushed, Su Nanchen dragged Yang Ping to go scrub his hands.

Before long, Yang Ping came in after scrubbing his hands, dressed and gloved.

“Old Su, is this your PhD student?” Professor Ye asked.

Professor Su shook his head and said: “Sanbo Hospital’s, Han Jiangong’s PhD student.”

“Oh, Han Jiangong’s student! If only Han Jiangong had not left Mo Sixth, he probably would be an academician now, there are some things…”

Professor Ye unexpectedly started to chat about these old stories, but he immediately realized that it was impolite to speak about someone in front of their students.

Therefore, he stopped talking and didn’t continue.

“Old Han has a keen eye for talent,” said Professor Su.

“He hasn’t enrolled any Ph.D. students in a few years, right?” Professor Ye was informed too.

Yang Ping had already put on his surgical gown, and Professor Ye made room for him: “Xiao Yang, come over here.”

Chen Ge reluctantly handed the mirror to Yang Ping, then diligently assisted with holding the leg. Professor Ye sat on the side and watched while Chief Guan stood.

“See the dot I burned? That’s the anatomical center of the ligament footprint. All you need to do is hit the center.”

Yang Ping adjusted the lens for the best view, started building the image of the knee joint in his brain, and then drew a straight line from the dot. He oscillated the line until he found the best starting point on the inner side of the femur, fixed the line in his mind. Indeed, the direction was tricky, which was why it couldn’t be done from the inside out.

“Electric drill, guide needle!”

Yang Ping took them, pressed directly against the inner cortex at the distal end of the femur, guided by the line in his brain, without needing to make any adjustments.

With its high-speed rotation, the guide needle instantly broke through the cortex, then through the cancellous bone, and finally exited from the dot on the lateral side of the inner condyle of the femur.

It passed right through the center of the dot, a perfect score!

Damn it! Onlookers regretted not having opened their eyes wide enough. How did he do it? Could it be pure luck?

Professor Ye got up, looked at the screen, and then at Yang Ping. It was impressive enough to pass through the dot, let alone the dead center.

He was incredulous; he had spent years practicing this technique and then another two decades accumulating experience in actual surgeries before mastering this tricky operation. Here, this young man in his twenties had mastered this difficult procedure and even scored a direct hit.

“Young people are to be feared!” Professor Ye genuinely praised.

Professor Su laughed, “We are getting old; the young ones have better brains and hand skills.”

“Yes, Xiao Yang. Complete the surgery.” Professor Ye said, eager to evaluate his overall skills.

The anterior tunnel was built, and the posterior tunnel was opened. More than a quarter of the surgery was completed.

Professor Su encouraged, “Xiao Yang, give Professor Ye a break and finish the rest.”

Only then did Yang Ping dare to continue his operation. Professor Ye shot a glance at Chen Ge, and ordered, “Hold the leg steady.”

Chen Ge wouldn’t dare to be moody again. Lowering his head, he looked like a beaten eggplant.

Even though Shi Lehui’s equipment wasn’t what he commonly used, tools were tools, they were mostly identical. The ways to drive an Audi and a BYD are essentially the same.

Professor Ye sat aside with a grin, pleased with this young man, for he performed the surgery even more proficiently than him. The optimum positions for each reconstructed ligament’s start and end points were familiar to him, requiring no measurements at all, and he opened the incisions directly.

“Nanchen, would you step out for a moment?”

His mother, the head of nursing, who had come in without anyone noticing, gently tapped Su Nanchen’s shoulder and called him outside.

“Is this young man the professor you invited?” asked Mrs. Su.

Su Nanchen nodded, “Yes.”

“Such a young professor?”

“In his twenties.”

Being able to perform surgery invited by Su Nanchen and only in his twenties, he is impressive.

Mrs. Su, during her rounds earlier, heard some nurses discussing a handsome, skilled, and articulate young professor Su Nanchen invited, and how he had resolved the problem that Professor Ye encountered during the surgery and left him in a dilemma.

They couldn’t see his face because of the mask, so she didn’t understand how the nurses had deemed him handsome.

The nurses also mentioned how he solved the problem, caused by Chen Ge, during Professor Ye’s surgery with his quick and efficient work.

It just so happened that Mrs. Su ran into Shao Wei, who was stepping out to make a phone call. She grabbed him for a thorough questioning. Shao Wei reported truthfully. Yang Ping was Su Nanchen’s friend, a rare talent. Last time Su Nanchen invited him for a consultation, and this time to perform a surgery. They both performed the same reconstruction, but Yang Ping finished before Professor Ye even got started.

Shao Wei exaggerated a bit, mostly because he was afraid Mrs. Su would think Su Nanchen was being capricious and troubling Professor Su by inviting an unknown outsider to perform surgery.

Mrs. Su was very curious, so she came to take a look at this amazing person the father and son invited.

As soon as she walked in, she saw the young man performing surgery. Professor Ye sat aside, Chen Ge held the leg, and everyone else watched.

The young man’s eyes were focused, his movements efficient, standing at the operating table, his pose, his presence, were simply commendable.

Back then, Mrs. Su chose Professor Su with only a glance, relying on women’s sharp six sense, from the look in his eyes and his presence. At that time, Professor Su was still an unknown, but she had already decided that he would become an extraordinary person someday.

This young man’s self-confidence and presence even surpassed that of Nanchen. It’s no wonder why father and son invited him to perform surgery at the First Affiliated Hospital. A truly extraordinary person indeed.

Old Su and Professor Ye engaged in a back-and-forth, continuously praising Yang Ping. Old Su rarely ever complimented people this much.

Mrs. Su called Su Nanchen out to investigate.

“Which hospital is he from?”

“From Sanbo.”

“Sanbo?”

Mother Su thought for a moment.

“Nanchen, investigate him!” said Mother Su.

“Investigate what?” Su Nanchen was puzzled.

“Do you need me to tell you what to investigate?” Mrs. Su checked there was no one around.

Then whispered, “Your sister, aren’t you worried about her? Don’t let her choose blindly. All of your friends are good, help her if any is suitable. This young man, I think he is not bad.”

Mrs. Su walked away after speaking.

What does she mean? Su Nanchen stood there organzing his thoughts before returning to the operating room.

Soon, the surgery was completed.

Professor Ye personally confirmed its stability. After several stability tests, Professor Ye’s brows raised, it was perfect!