Chapter 2203: 2127 World Record (Yun Ge'er's Birthday Triple Bonus)

Zheng Lao Ban's entourage consists of all sorts of people; even a casually recruited security guard could perform the highest-end subdiaphragmatic cardiac resuscitation technique!

Moreover, his skill level is even higher than Su Yun's.

Everyone was momentarily speechless.

Su Yun's hand rested on the patient's abdominal sterile sheet, trembling slightly, unable to stop. He knew it was because he had just exerted himself fully, using the forceful method he learned from Fan Tian Shi for chest compressions.

He had only just learned it, hadn't practiced much, certainly not as good as Fan Tian Shi. His body couldn't keep up, which is normal.

Su Yun tried hard not to let anyone notice his shaking hand; after barely managing to show off, his hand shook so badly he couldn't even pick up the hemostatic forceps, losing all face.

How will he look down on Zhao Yunlong and his gang at the dinner table from now on?

This motion requires concentrating force at a single point. Although Su Yun grasps it after one look, actually executing it is extremely difficult.

Moreover, the repeated bursts cause excessive lactate buildup in the muscles, and Su Yun faintly feels signs of a strain in his forearm muscles.

Is this considered an occupational injury? Su Yun chuckled. It definitely won't be counted, at least not by the boss.

Having paid such a price, the boss better not fail the surgery. Although the chance is small, no one dares claim any surgery is 100% successful.

It must succeed!

Su Yun peered around, finally finding an angle to see the operative field. Seeing his own boss suturing the common bile duct, he glanced at the ECG monitor and ventilator readings, knowing in his heart that the surgery was proceeding smoothly.

As long as there's no acute rejection reaction, it will certainly be fine.

"Old Zhao, impressive, huh?" Su Yun, from that position which isn't a surgical spot and makes the operative field hard to see, thus chatted and joked with Zhao Yunlong.

Zhao Yunlong nodded.

"Didn't that scare you?"

Su Yun is stronger than me, a point Zhao Yunlong never denies. But today's performance, frankly, Zhao Yunlong didn't understand at all.

If we talk about the past, he still knew where the gap lay; if he wanted to catch up, Zhao Yunlong knew the direction. But today's matter, wanting to catch up, he finds no direction. How Su Yun managed this, Zhao Yunlong simply can't comprehend.

"MYGOD!"

As they were speaking, Gai De·Wu Zi's voice came from behind.

He wore an isolation gown, with a few sweat spots on his sterile cap, appearing to have rushed to the operating room, running and stumbling in his haste.

But by the time he arrived, the liver transplant surgery was largely done.

Gai De·Wu Zi stared blankly at the operative field for nearly thirty seconds, still unable to fathom why the surgery was done so quickly!

Knowing Doctor Zheng's skill is high, yet I didn't expect it to be this high.

"Zheng, have you already finished!" Gai De·Wu Zi exclaimed in astonishment, looking at the operative field and speaking loudly in an exaggerated manner.

Su Yun held a pair of hemostatic forceps, glanced at Gai De·Wu Zi. If he were merely surprised and not interfering, it would be no problem.

But if he interferes with the surgery, I'll toss a hemostatic forcep his way to teach him what operating room discipline is.

Although Gai De·Wu Zi was astonished and flustered, he still subconsciously adhered to the operating room's sterile concept and the surgeon's authority.

"Well, once the common bile duct is sutured, it'll be almost done." Zheng Ren remarked offhandedly.

"This is unbelievable!" Gai De·Wu Zi's assistants behind him were also astonished beyond belief.

Liver transplantation, when it first appeared clinically, took about ten hours per operation.

Now, with advances in surgical technique and auxiliary materials, the operative time has been shortened to about four hours.

Gai De·Wu Zi's medical team completes an average liver transplant in 2.43 hours, already considered lightning fast.

But……

Gai De·Wu Zi brought his entire medical team, rushing all the way from Di Du Airport; although they didn't get ambulance priority, they didn't lose much time.

However, by the time he arrived, this liver transplant surgery had already entered its final stage.

"Zheng, how did you manage to do it this fast!"

"Zheng, how did you handle the possible cardiac arrest from blood pressure surge when opening the portal vein?"

"Zheng..."

"Old He." Su Yun frowned.

"Hmm? Yun Ge'er, what's up?" Lao He asked with a smiling squint.

"Why didn't you play Good Luck Come?" Su Yun gave Gai De·Wu Zi a look of disdain, saying to Lao He,

"I'll go right now." Lao He said.

At this moment the surgery was too important, with too many leaders paying attention; Lao He was so nervous he didn't dare play Good Luck Come.

Upon hearing Su Yun mention it, Lao He quickly had an assistant watch over things, then took a USB drive from his pocket, played Good Luck Come, using it as background music.

Zheng Ren ignored Gai De·Wu Zi's any questions; regarding that segment of the procedure where cardiac arrest just occurred, in the system operating room he ultimately didn't achieve a perfect solution.

However, handling it in segments, he could manage; Zheng Ren believed Su Yun would certainly not run into trouble.

As expected, the rising star of cardiothoracic surgery lived up to expectations.

The subsequent surgery became comparatively leisurely; Zheng Ren also wasn't in a rush, meticulously anastomosing blood vessels and bile ducts.

Seeing Doctor Zheng fully focused on the surgery, not answering his own questions, Gai De·Wu Zi grew anxious, scratching his ears and cheeks.

"Doctor Gai De." Su Yun suddenly said.

"Hmm? Doctor Su, what's wrong?" Gai De·Wu Zi asked.

"This is a live surgery; if you have questions, you can watch the replay. Lin Yuan, take Professor Gai De to the conference room."

Su Yun's words woke the dreamer; Gai De·Wu Zi didn't even utter a greeting, hastily turning to leave the operating room.

Vice President Yuan gave Zheng Ren's back as he operated a deep look, said nothing, and left with Ye Qingqiu and the expert team.

"Boss, back in the UK, I never felt this guy talked so much." Su Yun said.

"Hmm, maybe he thinks my surgery went well." Zheng Ren stated flatly.

But hearing that fact, Su Yun found it unpleasant to the ear.

Assistant Li Zhu Ren lowered his head, striving to cooperate with Zheng Lao Ban's surgery; after hearing that remark, it took him several seconds to react.

It's no wonder the experts at King's Hospital are so shocked; Director Li has seen world-top liver transplant surgeries, and back then he was also among the sea-turtle elite.

Moreover, he has attended many international academic conferences over the years, and he is fully aware of the advancements in liver transplant technology.

Before today's liver transplant surgery, Director Li felt his own level could barely be considered world-class.

But after seeing Boss Zheng's surgery, any so-called world-class liver transplant operation can go to hell.

The anhepatic phase, with continuous progress, has been kept to about 30 minutes in normal surgery. With the vascular anastomosis magnetic ring, it was actually greatly shortened to about 15 minutes.

But Boss Zheng's surgery seemed to have an anhepatic phase of less than 10 minutes, and after that period, with the portal blood supply restored, for a long time Boss Zheng, while assistants performed subdiaphragmatic cardiac resuscitation, carried out the most delicate vascular anastomosis.

Although Su Yun's movements and force were just right, they still slightly interfered with the surgery.

Setting that aside, one hand occupies the subdiaphragmatic position and must constantly move; when anastomosing blood vessels, this must certainly be taken into account, requiring continual adjustment.

Director Li sighed, "Boss Zheng... is incredibly strong."

This is still an emergency surgery for a patient with acute liver failure. If it were an outpatient liver transplant, Boss Zheng, calm and composed, would surely have the world record for the anhepatic phase greatly shortened!

Not only the anhepatic phase, but the record for liver transplant surgery as a whole will be rewritten.

What a pity—although the preoperative preparation was quite thorough, they didn't record the surgery's timeline. Thinking of this, Director Li suddenly froze.

Xinglin Yuan actually has a live broadcast!

This is a liver transplant surgery with standard time recording! It will make history!

Thinking this, Director Li became somewhat excited. Although he wasn't performing the surgery himself, as an assistant he was still involved.

"Pa." Zheng Ren's hemostatic forceps tapped Director Li's hemostatic forceps again.

"Director Li, are you tired?" Zheng Ren asked softly.

"No, no." Director Li said embarrassedly.

"Oh, you must be hungry; you probably haven't done a midnight surgery in a long time." Zheng Ren said with a smile: "It'll be over soon, Brother Yang—after we step down, I'll get you something to eat, Director Li."

Director Li was in tears, thinking, "Does Boss Zheng think I fainted on stage?!"

The surgery proceeded step by step—anastomosis, irrigation, no clear bleeding found—then they began closing the abdomen.