Chapter 868

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Protagonist:

Fang Ziye

The surgery didn't go especially smoothly, but there weren't too many accidents either!

Around one o'clock in the afternoon, Fang Ziye still led the team to complete the core part of the thoracic spinal cord injury surgery.

After meticulously checking the corresponding surgical details, Fang Ziye nodded lightly: "Good or bad, this is all we can do; the rest can only be left to fate."

The feeling of performing surgery on a person is completely different from performing surgery on a rabbit.

Hu Qingyuan accompanied Fang Ziye throughout the entire research project, standing below with hands behind his back, rising on his toes and smiling: "Master, there definitely won't be a problem."

"With your skill, at least you won't violate the principle of non-maleficence."

"Both routine thoracic and lumbar spine surgeries carry a risk of paralysis!"

In the spine surgery department of any hospital, surgery carries a certain probability of paralysis; this isn't something doctors do deliberately, but rather something any surgery involving the spinal cord surface will face.

Unless one has superbly meticulous, superbly high-end basic surgical skills to provide a safety net, it's only possible to minimize the probability of occurrence.

Although Fang Ziye hasn't encountered this yet, he also doesn't dare guarantee his surgical patients won't suffer this complication.

And once it occurs, there will inevitably be disputes and lawsuits.

But even so, Fang Ziye won't stop performing this kind of surgery because of such rare circumstances.

"Medicine forbids arbitrariness."

Fang Ziye tilted his head: "It's best to say less of this kind of talk in the future."

Fang Ziye became a bit metaphysical.

"Okay! ~" Hu Qingyuan nodded quickly.

Professor Tang Sai said: "Ziye, you and Ge Luo go eat first, the rest can be left to me and Li Nuo! ~"

"The first surgery's duration wasn't short; starting the next one will probably be near three o'clock, and the following surgery is estimated to take about three hours, so we'll be working overtime today."

Fang Ziye said: "Then let's strive to get off work on time."

The first thoracic spinal cord injury surgery actually took more than half longer than the estimated time; a surgery predicted to finish by eleven o'clock dragged on until one-thirty to complete the critical core.

After returning, Fang Ziye would have to properly summarize the surgical patterns, to see if the surgical duration could be compressed.

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At four in the afternoon, Professor Tang Sai surprisingly discovered today's joint revision surgery went exceptionally smoothly, but also not-so-surprisingly said: "Ziye, looks like it's still better to let you assist less in the future."

"Otherwise, when you're lead surgeon the support is too good, and when others come to assist, they'll be foaming at the mouth?"

Tang Sai knew this was Fang Ziye exerting his strength.

During Fang Ziye's time as assistant, he gave Tang Sai the best operating space, the best surgical vision, the best surgical assistance.

It looked like Tang Sai was lead surgeon, but in reality it was Fang Ziye performing passive lead surgery.

Currently, in the department, probably only Fang Ziye and Professor Du Xinzhan can achieve this.

Fang Ziye smiled and said: "Professor Tang, isn't it fast this way? Can we get off work on time?"

"Mainly it's getting late, this surgery is relatively rare, there's not much teaching significance! ~"

"Encountering two or three cases in a lifetime is already bad luck; better to finish early."

A joint surgeon might only encounter one or two such cases in a lifetime, losing the value of dissection and teaching.

As a treatment team, the main purpose should be concentrated on guaranteeing surgical efficacy, not on teaching junior doctors, so Fang Ziye unhesitatingly provided surgical support.

With powerful closed reduction basic skills, he enabled Tang Sai to complete the surgery at a high-quality level.

"That's true, atypical cases actually lack some dissection significance; mainly it still relies on each person's basic skills to support."

"Come, give me the titanium mesh, start constructing the cover."

"Bone cement can be prepared, the surgery is about to end." Tang Sai immediately controlled the surgical rhythm, mood infinitely good.

Working with Fang Ziye's team is simply too comfortable.

Aside from lacking a bit of the absolute sense of accomplishment as lead surgeon, there's not a single flaw.

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After Fang Ziye came out of the operating room, he didn't have the opportunity to immediately return to the ward to check on the first surgery's patient, but instead received a call from Professor Zhang Quan of Spine Surgery.

The elevator hall on the second floor of the Surgical Building connecting to the operating room changing room, Fang Ziye walked toward the corridor: "Professor Zhang."

"Fang Ziye, is your surgery done?"

"Should be about done, right?" Professor Zhang Quan's tone flickered.

"Mm, just got off the table. Does Professor Zhang have something?" Fang Ziye nodded in response.

Zhang Quan said: "There is a bit of a matter. A patient I admitted last month had no issues with preoperative examinations, and no signal deficits either."

"But the postoperative efficacy was very poor, only one-fifth of my usual surgeries."

"It's not that there was no effect."

"Ziye, do you have time to come over, let's discuss together?"

"Or, after you return, we can discuss this case online?"

Professor Zhang Quan's voice was quite restrained, also very polite.

Such a proposal, Fang Ziye naturally couldn't refuse; not to mention Zhang Quan is a professor at this hospital, even if it were an outside professor asking so politely, Fang Ziye would treat them with courtesy.

"Professor Zhang, if it's not urgent, I'll go back and eat dinner, then come over, and we'll discuss after clinically examining the patient?" Fang Ziye offered his free time.

Fang Ziye had indeed finished his paternity leave, but because there was a baby at home, he hadn't packed his schedule too full.

Thursday's non-surgery day only had a very complex pelvic reconstruction surgery scheduled at the sanatorium.

This surgery's situation was one that even Professor Gong Jiahe could not handle, so Fang Ziye stepped in, but only for this one case.

The current Fang Ziye is the apex of orthopedic-related surgeries in the sanatorium; only when others cannot handle a case, or find it extremely, extremely thorny, will Fang Ziye go over to serve as lead surgeon.

Rather than like before when he led the group, where he had to personally step in to decompose any single case.

"Then it will be hard work for you, Ziye."

"Mainly this case is rather special, I want to study it in depth." Zhang Quan explained.

"Professor Zhang, this is as it should be; I also need to study it in depth, and also need to rule out whether there are any surgical contraindications we haven't discovered." Fang Ziye replied politely.

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"Xi Yan baby, being disobedient again? Crying again?" Fang Ziye had just arrived home when he saw Sister Chang carrying the wailing Xi Yan walking back and forth in the house.

A baby is like this; even a small cotton-padded jacket, cute when cute, still cries nonstop when crying.

Luo Tingzhu said: "Listening to Sister Chang, Xi Yan baby might have early infantile colic; this is a symptom other babies encounter at two months."

"There's no better solution either; can only do exhaust exercises."

Fang Ziye nodded: "Sister Chang, how about I hold her and try?"

Sister Chang dared not disobey; after all, Fang Ziye is a top professor.

After Fang Ziye laid Xi Yan baby flat, she was still crying wildly while flailing her limbs, but Fang Ziye had learned "exhaust exercises," and Fang Ziye's physical examination kung fu is top-notch, so while doing the exercises, he could perform the exhaust exercise movements meticulously, just right.

Before long, Xi Yan baby's crying quieted down.