Chapter 326: Preparing for the Ghost Heart (Leader Xiao Xiao 515 Addition)

Ji Xiang began his work in the Orthopedics Department.

He was not in a rush, nor did he frequently use 【Superior Doctor's Gaze】; in fact, Ji Xiang had never used it at all. Instead, he honestly and methodically followed Deng Chaohong to perform surgeries and write Medical Records.

Besides that, performing surgeries with Zhao Zhe, and completing partial nephrectomies for Renal Cancer with Liu Zhuren on weekends were also major tasks.

Days passed like flowing water, silently and quietly.

Twelve days later.

Ji Xiang and Liu Zhuren were performing a partial nephrectomy for Renal Cancer. The surgery went quite smoothly, and Liu Zhuren felt delighted; the more he looked at Ji Xiang, the more pleasing he found him.

Once the surgery was finished, Ji Xiang went to transport the Patient and then received the next Patient to bring onto the table.

Liu Zhuren sat in the corner of the Operating Room, watching the Nurses bustling about.

"Liu Zhuren, your surgeries have truly been getting more and more impressive lately." The Anesthesia Doctor struck up a conversation with Liu Zhuren.

"Sigh, it's all because Ji Xiang is here." Liu Zhuren did not mince words and spoke the truth.

The Anesthesia Doctor was taken aback, then beamed and said, "What's this, Liu Zhuren? Looking at it this way, are you thinking of recruiting Ji Xiang as your son-in-law?"

"I'd like to, but these young people today, oh." Liu Zhuren shook his head. "My daughter is in the South; wanting her to come back is impossible."

"Liu Zhuren, Ji Xiang is a 'phoenix man,' isn't he?" the Circulating Nurse teased after hearing this.

Tang Yan, who was busy, froze for a moment. A phoenix man? She immediately thought of Feng Yuqing, who drove an Aston Martin.

It seemed to be the exact opposite; he was no phoenix man, but a golden son-in-law.

"So what if he's a phoenix man?" Liu Zhuren said dismissively. "Talent is like a ten-month pregnancy; it cannot be hidden. Those who can truly be called phoenix men don't need to fight their way out of a thousand troops to find a wealthy, beautiful woman with a good family background. A father-in-law with a sharp eye will have picked out a phoenix man long ago."

"For example?" the Anesthesia Doctor asked jokingly.

"Zhu Yuanzhang?"

"Hahaha, Liu Zhuren, look at you, that's just being argumentative!" The Anesthesia Doctor laughed. "But I can see you truly appreciate Ji Xiang, the kind that comes from the bones. The way you look at Ji Xiang isn't even right. If we weren't so familiar, I'd suspect your orientation."

"It is indeed appreciation. I started thinking about recruiting him as my graduate student. But..."

The Anesthesia Doctor pricked up his ears.

"It's impossible."

"Why? The school won't give you a quota?"

"Ji Xiang won't come to be my graduate student." Liu Zhuren said candidly. "In a year or two, it's hard to say if he'll even finish his Standardized Residency Training before he has to leave. I have a premonition, a very strong one."

Just as the Anesthesia Doctor was about to ask something, a commotion came from outside the door. He kicked the door open and stood at the entrance to look.

An Anesthesia Doctor from another Operating Room was sitting on a flat cart squeezing a rubber ball, a Nurse was holding an IV drip, and with people clearing the path in front and pushing the cart from behind, they left the Operating Room quickly, in an orderly and solemn manner.

The group's figures disappeared in a hurry. Liu Zhuren didn't look, but he knew exactly what was happening. "The Heart Transplant is done?"

"Tsk tsk, so fast." The Anesthesia Doctor didn't answer but sighed.

"The transplant surgery itself isn't difficult; the difficulty lies in the post-operative care and rejection reactions," Liu Zhuren said.

"It hasn't been done for so many years, why start again?" the Anesthesia Doctor muttered to himself.

"I heard from Bai Chuzhang that the reason it wasn't done before was because donors were limited and couldn't support it. But now..."

He dragged out the end of the sentence.

"Now what, Liu Zhuren?"

"Do you know what a Ghost Heart is?"

"Are you planning to tell a ghost story? I don't believe in that stuff," the Anesthesia Doctor laughed.

"Sigh, you can only say that in the Operating Room; don't say it outside, or others will think you're not attending to your proper duties," Liu Zhuren said with disdain.

He wanted to show off the gossip he heard from Bai Chuzhang.

"!!!" The Anesthesia Doctor was stunned.

"Using pulse fields to kill cells, then using chemicals to wash away cell residues, leaving behind the protein framework, and then implanting autologous Stem Cells to make it develop into a truly beating heart with no rejection reaction."

"Because it is a pale, pale color, it is also called a Ghost Heart."

"Wow, Liu Zhuren, you've researched this quite deeply!"

"I heard it from Bai Chuzhang too," Liu Zhuren smiled. "Bai Chuzhang said that within the next ten years, the Ghost Heart might be widely applied, so our hospital's heart transplant technology must be passed down, otherwise we'll be caught off guard when the time comes."

"You have to say that Bai Chuzhang is truly focused on serious matters, but these... forget it, they stand high and see far, heh."

The Anesthesia Doctor knew that Liu Zhuren and Bai Chuzhang were on very close terms, so he didn't know what to say.

"Bai Chuzhang has been keeping an eye on the heart transplant surgery; he's been quite tired lately," Liu Zhuren said as a Patient wearing a hospital gown walked in.

"Get to work!" Liu Zhuren stood up.

First, check and verify; Ji Xiang, the Anesthesia Doctor, and Liu Zhuren each went through it once, verifying the Patient's identity and organ position. The symptoms of Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder were obvious.

After verifying, Ji Xiang went to scrub his hands to prepare to go on stage. Zhao Zhe did not go up, but stayed below helping the Circulating Nurse.

Another surgery began.

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The Patient after the Heart Transplant was sent to the ICU.

The Patient's condition was stable, with the pericardial drainage and thoracic drainage producing a small amount of light red bloody fluid, which meant the vascular anastomosis was quite good, with very little oozing.

Bai Chuzhang was quite satisfied with this.

The directors of the Cardiac Surgery, Internal Medicine Department, and Critical Care Medicine Department under his command were all there, and Lu Gang was there too.

A group of top Experts within the province, representing the highest level of technical strength in the entire province, were there to provide protection. Although Bai Chuzhang could not be sure that nothing would go wrong, he had already done everything he could; if there were any further problems, that would be fate.

Although the Patient had already woken up, they were still using an Anesthesia Machine to assist breathing to reduce the burden on the Patient's heart and lungs.

The surgery went smoothly, and the Patient recovered well post-operatively. One hour later, the first consultation meeting was held, and it was decided to remove the tube.

Any medical measure has both advantages and disadvantages; although using an Anesthesia Machine to assist breathing has great benefits, it also has drawbacks.

After the Expert Group consultation, they still decided to remove the Anesthesia Machine and let the Patient breathe on their own.

Everything remained intact.

The Patient's vital signs were stable, and the air in the ICU became relaxed.

Two hours later, the vasopressor, with its pump speed continuously lowered, was also withdrawn.

Three hours later, the cardiac stimulant was withdrawn.

The Patient was maintained on treatment with only a trace amount of isoproterenol infused via a micro-pump.

Bai Chuzhang looked at the Patient, feeling an inexplicable sense of gratification in his heart.

For a heart transplant, such a major surgery, the Patient recovered surprisingly fast! Although the Second Affiliated Hospital had not performed an Organ Transplant in a long time, it still had not lost its touch.

Its overall technical strength was still very strong.

Bai Chuzhang was also a bit tired; he lay down in the Duty Room of the ICU to rest his Spirit.

But having laid down for less than 20 minutes, a hurried knocking sounded at the door.

"Bai Chuzhang, there is a problem."

Bai Chuzhang sat up at once, "What happened!"

(End of this chapter)