Chapter 2698: with translation of chapter title

title: "2600.2501 What is he doing?"

Mao Chi sat in the office, dazed.

After he fell ill, he was hospitalized for treatment; with a clear diagnosis and proper medication, he quickly recovered physically, but the psychological trauma was not easily overcome in a short time.

Whenever he thought of seeing a mouthful of blood vomit from his own mouth, he would break out in a cold sweat.

In the end, this fate cannot be escaped; objective laws are unavoidable for everyone, yet no one wishes for that day to come so soon.

Unlike the emergency rescue, Director Mao Chi finally understood some things; had he not experienced it himself, he truly could not have entered this emotional state.

But understanding is understanding; after recovering and being discharged, he entered a semi-idle state.

He seldom had surgery; first he needed to recover. Although he knew he wasn't seriously ill, he still rested for over a month.

Don't dismiss the old saying about not leaving any lingering illness; nowadays it seems so reasonable. Mao Chi now fears leaving any lingering illness that could cause him suffering years later.

The phone rang; Mao Chi picked it up and saw it was Director Xu from the operating room.

"Director Xu, what's up?" Mao Chi answered the phone, speaking leisurely while quickly recalling how many vascular surgery procedures were scheduled today, who was performing them, and what could have drawn Director Xu, that old ghost, out.

"Huh?" When Mao Chi heard Director Xu's words, he immediately froze.

"I'll be right there!"

Mao Chi hung up the phone, holding it and pondering briefly.

Is Director Zheng broadcasting surgery today? Performing surgery live broadcasts is completely normal; there are TIPS surgery live broadcasts every day. But from Director Xu's tone, it sounds like they're doing a surgery live broadcast in the major external operating room—could it be an emergency surgery?

What kind of emergency could have Director Xu so concerned? He's the head of the anesthesiology department—truly reliable. Besides, what business does an emergency surgery have calling me to do?

Mao Chi wasn't in a hurry either; after all, there was nothing else to do, so he might as well take a look. Chatting with Director Xu would also be nice—like basking in the sun, better than staying in the office getting moldy.

He leisurely went to the operating room, entered the changing room to put on an isolation gown, put on a cap, and, holding a mask, went to the demonstration room.

The operating room's conditions are still good; it's said that next year it will be renovated and more new equipment will be introduced, making it more advanced and able to reach world-class standards.

Upon arriving at the demonstration room, he took a glance inside and Mao Chi froze.

Not only Director Xu, but several clinical department heads were present. Some wore isolation gowns, others even wore green surgical gowns, sitting in the demonstration room intently watching the LED screen ahead.

What's going on? Seeing no one greet him, Mao Chi walked in and found a seat.

After glancing at the screen, Mao Chi couldn't take his eyes off it.

He had seen dual-field surgery live broadcasts before, but the screen before him showed three fields!

The largest field in the center belonged to Director Zheng; on the left was the familiar, common interventional screen field. And on the right… why was it a lush green, glowing with fluorescence?

Infrared imaging system? They said they would introduce a set, but only after the operating room renovation is finished—how is it already in use?

After a quick glance at the LED screen, Mao Chi quickly guessed what Director Zheng was doing.

Under interventional guidance, the surgical procedure also requires using a contrast agent to mark the tumor—what kind of patient is this, and why would performing such a surgery be so troublesome?!

When he carefully examined the field, he immediately fell silent.

A tumor as huge as can be described in the neck appeared before him, with blunt scissors, hemostatic forceps, and an ultrasonic knife performing the dissection in an orderly manner.

Goodness… is the neck tumor invading the carotid artery, or is a nerve sheath tumor inside the carotid artery invading the thyroid?

After taking another look, Mao Chi felt neither matched. The tumor's morphology was far from what he had expected—could it be a metastatic tumor?

Mao Chi froze for a moment, glanced at the people around him, and wanted to ask what was happening.

He stood up, walked over to Director Xu's side, and before Mao Chi could even sit down, the head of the thyroid surgery department unhappily said, "Director Mao, can you hurry up and move? You're blocking my view of the surgery!"

"With such a large field, how could it be blocked?" Mao Chi replied, sitting beside Director Xu and asking, "Director Xu, what surgery is Director Zheng performing?"

As soon as he asked that, Mao Chi himself felt a bit embarrassed. After taking a couple of looks, he still couldn't tell what kind of surgical procedure it was; for a Section 912 surgical department head, this was a bit over his head.

"A patient with a metastatic tumor." Director Xu said solemnly, "Do you think this segment of the carotid artery is manageable?"

"A metastatic tumor?" Mao Chi asked in a low voice.

"Hmm, not old." Director Xu said, "But the condition is very serious."

Mao Chi carefully observed Director Zheng's surgical field, watching the expert dissection, and after a few minutes said, "Director Zheng can handle it."

"I wasn't asking about that; I'm talking about the patient…" Director Xu said, partly distracted while watching the surgical procedure on the LED screen.

He stopped mid-sentence and didn't continue.

Mao Chi, somewhat puzzled, asked, "Director Xu, what exactly are you trying to say?"

Director Xu looked at the screen, sighed after a few seconds, and said, "The left external carotid artery transection and replacement with an artificial vessel is relatively simple."

"「……」" - none.

Mao Chi nearly flipped the table.

Is this disparaging vascular surgery? This kind of surgery still considered simple? I've performed carotid artery vessel replacement myself, and every time it required meticulous care, taking about four hours per case.

If this is simple, what then is difficult!

"The extended neck dissection has already been completed; after replacing the external carotid artery, Director Zheng still needs to remove the fourth cervical vertebra."

"Uh…" Mao Chi froze, wondering, "Is it still necessary?"

"Yeah, I think so too. Yesterday the anesthesiologist went to get the patient's family's signature, and I curiously followed along." Director Xu stared at the screen without blinking and said softly, "The patient's family actually wants to proceed; the tumor has already compressed the airway and esophagus, and without the procedure they might not last even one or two weeks."

But this is a textbook case of advanced cancer, and yet so young—the younger the patient, the higher the malignancy, and this surgery is still major.

Mao Chi had ten thousand reasons to refuse this surgery, but he didn't say a word; his gaze was drawn to Director Zheng's superb operation.

The surgery was performed so beautifully!

"Zheng Lao Ban this Shou Bing, actually hired a specialist to do Interventional angiography, directly injecting contrast agent into the carotid artery." Mao Chi had seen the contradiction early on, he sighed and said, "Other departments couldn't do this even if they wanted to."