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- "Go away if you are not wearing protective clothing." Yang Zongbao reminded. Here comes the key point of this surgery. The C-arm machine has to be stepped on continuously, which is very harmful to the human body. Watson in the operating room did not wear protective clothing, so he pushed an isolation door between the C-arm machine and him, and then continued to observe the operation through the glass window on the isolation door.
Seeing that everyone was ready, Yang Zongbao stepped on the pedal.
The C-arm machine quickly reflects the patient¡¯s spine condition on the screen. Blood vessels and nerves are clearly visible. Yang Zongbao wore a microscope on one eye. Little by little, I began to search for the broken end of the catheter inside the spine.
Time passed little by little, but the broken end of the catheter was still nowhere to be seen.
The atmosphere in the operating room began to become unstable, and people's hearts became impetuous.
The only one who can still keep his composure should be Yang Zongbao. Yang Zongbao had been bending down for two hours without even raising his head.
Watson began to wonder how to deal with it now, what ifhe didn't dare to think about it.
Six hours later, Watson began to give up: "I said, John, let's forget it"
"Found it." Yang Zongbao announced coldly.
"Ah" Watson was a little annoyed. This John always contradicted him.
Under Yang Zongbao¡¯s microscope, the culprit of the patient¡¯s paralysis was finally found.
"A catheter about one centimeter long was broken in the spine. The entire tube was thinly covered with surrounding tissue and entangled with nerves and blood vessels. No wonder I didn't see it just now. Originally, there were some black scales on the epidural catheter, and these scales contained metal components. It stands to reason that it can be imaged under a C-arm machine, but it took several hours to find out because the broken end of the catheter was wrapped in tissue.
"Let me take a look." Watson stuck his head behind Yang Zongbao: "What should I do?"
??At the place pointed by Yang Zongbao. There is a very fine white tissue mixed with nerves and blood vessels. Having interacted together, it is difficult to separate. This is the worst-case scenario for surgery, since it seems impossible to separate
Yang Zongbao did not speak, but looked around. Then he said to the circulating nurse, "Get me a chair."
"You can't sit on the operating table." The circulating nurse was a little dissatisfied and refused Yang Zongbao's request.
"Chair." Yang Zongbao insisted.
"" The circulating nurse looked at Watson.
Watson nodded.
The nurse reluctantly moved a bench for Yang Zongbao.
Yang Zongbao didn¡¯t blame him too much. It¡¯s not a secret that neurosurgeons can just sit there. The nurse who washed her hands thought that Yang Zongbao was a layman who didn't understand the rules, so she was a little disrespectful. But this time I hit the wall.
¡°Bring me the ophthalmology bag.¡± Yang Zongbao said after sitting down.
"Yes." The handwashing nurse was unexpectedly cooperative.
Yang Zongbao took a breath and began the detailed work. The nerves in the spine are very complex and must be treated carefully.
Little by little, at a snail's pace, it took Yang Zongbao almost 2 hours to get even one millimeter away.
Watson noticed that even in such a tense situation, there was not even a drop of sweat on Yang Zongbao's head, nor was there any sign of reluctance.
¡°In a sense, Yang Zongbao¡¯s calmness also stabilized the emotions of everyone present.
"Okay." Yang Zongbao was finally completely separated.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Yang Zongbao then locked the entire uncovered spine back together with steel nails.
"Now I finally know why you did this." Watson admired Yang Zongbao very much. Bones can grow, but ligaments cannot grow back. When Yang Zongbao removed the spinal bones, he only cut off the bones but not the ligaments. As long as the patient recovers well after surgery, the patient's bones will refuse and return to their original state.
"Yeah." After Yang Zongbao re-sutured the skin, he had the opportunity to speak: "After it's done, how much do you think I'm worth?"
"Is this really your first time doing this?" Watson simply didn't believe that Yang Zongbao was telling the truth.
"Swear to God, this is really my first time." Yang Zongbao said while taking off his clothes.
"Okay, I'll go back and do some research. You will still be a nurse during the day, and we will arrange for you when there are tasks." Anyway, Watson was very satisfied with Yang Zongbao's performance.
"Okay, as long as the price is right. And I don't want to set up a stage with this traveling nurse." Yang Zongbao said specifically.
"Okay, you have the qualification now." Watson nodded.
Yang Zongbao thanked him and asked specifically before leaving the operating room:?: "Is there any labor fee for this operation?"
"Don't worry, your performance is good enough." Watson smiled, this nurse really wanted money.
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After the operation, Watson reported to Ramo Willis: "That nurse is excellent."
"Is it really as good as you said?" Ramo checked John's information and asked, "Has the investigation of his life experience been clear?"
"Well, the investigation is clear, everything is fine." Watson was also a little excited. The operation just now was really a masterpiece. Although the time was very long, nearly 16 hours, there was no mistake in the process, and the rhythm did not change at all. He was very familiar with the human body structure and had excellent strength control.
"Then will he" Ramo hesitated.
"No, as long as he can make money, he won't ask unnecessary questions." Watson was very satisfied that Yang Zongbao didn't ask the patient a single word from beginning to end. For example, why the stump of the epidural catheter remains in the spine, why the patient delayed treatment for so long, and so on. This proves that John is a person who doesn't like to get into trouble. If this is the case, why should he be worried? Especially if you give a high price
Watson¡¯s calculation was very good.
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Yang Zongbao came out of the operating room and walked out of the hospital. As soon as he left the hospital, he quickly fell back.
After a few long seconds, Yang Zongbao's back did not touch the ground, but was lifted up.
"boss."
When Rigui saw Yang Zongbao, his cheeks seemed to be even more sunken.
"Want me to give you a ride?"
A car stopped in front of the two of them, and Raphael stuck his head out of the car.
¡°¡¡± Rigui stuffed Yang Zongbao into the car without a single glance.
"Raphael" Yang Zongbao said very tiredly: "I just now feel that you are connected with the name Raphael?"
"What do you mean?" Raphael asked.
"Raphael is an angel." Yang Zongbao said with a smile.
"Haha" Raphael laughed dryly.
The car quickly disappeared around the corner.
Yang Zongbao fell asleep in the car and didn't wake up until the car stopped.
The garage has completely changed. Now it looks more like a modern commercial building.
"Who did it?" Yang Zongbao took off his coat and was only wearing a washcloth underneath.
"Your taste is really strange." God came out of nowhere: "Is there any progress?"
"Well, Donglin is ready to let me get involved in that area." Yang Zongbao fell on the bed and stretched his painful waist.
"You've been here for half a year, and you've just gotten in touch with it. The progress is a bit slow." Shen rolled his eyes.
"Stop turning it. There were no eyeballs in the first place, and now all that's left is the whites of the eyes." Raphael slapped the god's head with his thick palm, shaking his eyeballs back to their original positions.
¡°What¡¯s the next step?¡± God asked.
"Are you seeking personal revenge or public revenge?" Yang Zongbao asked.
"How to avenge public hatred? How to avenge private hatred?" God asked.
"Everyone who harmed your sister will be handed over to you and dealt with as you wish. This is a private vendetta. Public vendetta is to reflect the situation to the public. This is a public vendetta." Yang Zongbao explained.
"I want to take revenge. The life and death of other people has nothing to do with me." God said with hatred.
"God" Raphael suddenly shouted: "Your sister won't want your hands to be stained with blood. This kind of thing is still up to me."
God was silent, but did not answer directly. He obviously had something in mind.
"Okay, now I'm going in. I will pass everything I know to God. If anything happens to me, you continue." Yang Zongbao hadn't touched the bed for a long time, and his consciousness was a little blurry.
God and Raphael closed their mouths at the same time, and went out to smoke together.
"Do you believe him?" God blew out smoke rings and asked Raphael: "Is he really Dr. John?"
"I believe in the miracles he created. You don't understand what kind of person he is." Raphael always had Yang Zongbao in a wheelchair and became a scene that people in the entire Lower East Side hoped for. Because of his persistence, the people of the Lower East Side were not in chaos or killing each other, and gave the people of the Lower East Side hope.
"Then what is his purpose this time?" God asked.
"I don't know, but don't worry, our goals are the same for the time being. There is no interest relationship and there is nothing wrong with cooperation." Raphael thought on the bright side.
"It's up to you." God threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stamped it out with his foot: "Go in."
 "No, I'll blow the wind outside."
Raphael stayed outside.
Yang Zongbao slept for a long time. It took almost a day and a night to wake up.
As soon as Yang Zongbao woke up, Raphael gave him his cell phone: "A man named Watson called you, but I told him you were sleeping."
"Thank you, Watson is the one who recruited me there." Yang Zongbao explained and dialed the phone back.
"John, you haven't been to work all day." Watson on the other end of the phone was very dissatisfied.
"Well, I have to sleep after the operation." Yang Zongbao showed no regrets at all.
"Okay, get up, I'm at the door."
As soon as Yang Zongbao heard this, he immediately jumped up from the bed. Put everything on the blackboard under the mattress.
"What's wrong?" God and Raphael asked.
"Watson is outside and God has disappeared." Yang Zongbao replied.
"Okay." Shen immediately disappeared into the garage holding the notebook.
"Why is he here?" Raphael was disheveled and followed Yang Zongbao out.
"I don't know, we were careless."
Yang Zongbao walked to the door and opened it.
Sure enough, Watson was standing at the door.
Seeing Yang Zongbao and Raphael disheveled appearing in his sight at the same time, Watson felt a little like this: "You two have such a good relationship."
"Huh?" Raphael didn't understand.
But Yang Zongbao immediately stopped Raphael from trying to explain, and immediately said, "How do you know we live here?"
"Me? I have great magical powers. How about, get dressed now and come with me." Watson looked at Yang Zongbao and Raphael ambiguously and said with a smile.
"Where to go?" Raphael asked the right question.
"Don't worry about it." Yang Zongbao buttoned up his clothes and walked out.
"Don't worry, John will come back." Watson led Yang Zongbao away.
"Walk slowly." Raphael returned to the house and closed the door: "Sun Ghost, you know" He turned around to look for Sun Ghost's figure and found that he had disappeared: "Chinese Kung Fu." Raphael made a sign action, but immediately felt stupid, so I laughed at myself. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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