Chapter 496: 488 Can I try?

488 Can I try?

Gao Shaojie glanced inside; the room was full of people.

In the Intervention Department, anyone who hadn't gone on stage and whose skills were adequate stayed in the operating area.

Not only the Intervention Department, the head of Vascular Surgery stood in the operating area with a grim face, hands behind his back.

The appearance of the Vascular Surgery team meant that if they couldn't retrieve the guidewire wandering in the blood vessel, they would grit their teeth and go up on stage to surgically remove the guidewire.

If it really came to this, the patient's fate would surely be uncertain.

Regardless of whether the Vascular Surgery succeeds or fails, the neurosurgeon's career is ruined.

"Damn it!" the refined Gao Shaojie cursed in his heart.

"Teacher Gao, they rescued patients all night yesterday, performed three craniotomies for cerebral hemorrhage; I think they're exhausted." Li Jianguo whispered, explaining for the neurosurgery doctors.

But this explanation was feeble; at least the patient lay on the operating table, still fate uncertain.

Although it seemed fine, once the guidewire wandered to a critical spot, death could occur at any moment.

This was like having a time bomb that could explode at any moment inside the patient's body; no one knew when it would detonate.

If it exploded, both doctor and patient would be blown to pieces.

In the operating room, two doctors were intently "fishing" for the guidewire, while another doctor stood behind occasionally saying something.

On the LCD screen in the operating area, the two guidewires were tangled together, constantly changing angle as they tried to pull the guidewire out.

Gao Shaojie hadn't expected this situation; he froze.

How am I supposed to explain this to Zheng Ren!

The air in the operating area almost solidified, so oppressive it felt like blood pressure would spike and blood would spurt from eyes, nostrils, and mouth.

"Teacher Gao, is this our station?" Zheng Ren stood quietly beside Gao Shaojie, looking at the image on the LCD screen, and asked softly.

Gao Shaojie felt embarrassed; actually, many things are beyond doctors' control, such as the situation before them.

Nobody wants it, but it does happen occasionally.

"Teacher Zheng, I'm truly sorry." Gao Shaojie said, full of remorse.

"Huh?" a doctor nearby turned his head and glanced at Zheng Ren.

Gao Shaojie called him Teacher Zheng; could he be a professor from the capital?

"Old Gao, this is..."

"Old Liu, this is Teacher Zheng; I invited him to perform TIPS surgery." Gao Shaojie deliberately concealed that he was from Haicheng City First Hospital.

After all, this is the provincial capital, the center of the province's medical care—Medical University Affiliated Hospital.

To ask a small doctor from Hai Cheng to perform surgery—this is no joke.

"Teacher Zheng, hello." The team-leading Professor Liu extended his hand politely and greeted Zheng Ren.

What kind of person Gao Shaojie is, Professor Liu knows very well.

Someone who can make him call them Teacher must have some strengths; as for TIPS surgery, some of the patients were found by Professor Liu.

So he was even more curious: just how should this "Teacher Zheng" act to make Gao Shaojie request someone to perform surgery?

Not only did he request, he did so eagerly.

"Teacher Liu, hello." Zheng Ren shook Professor Liu's hand, smiling as he spoke softly.

Professor Liu and Zheng Ren faced each other, stunned for a moment.

This person is really young; although wearing a sterile cap and mask, one look at his brow shows he's definitely under thirty.

What's Old Gao up to! How could he call a young person Teacher and ask him to do TIPS surgery? Does someone that young even know what TIPS surgery is?

Professor Liu was puzzled in his heart, but didn't say it outright.

Moreover, his thoughts weren't here either; on the operating table there was a major medical accident. Although it had nothing to do with Professor Liu, the feeling of grief for a fellow sufferer, the sympathy for similar misfortune, was especially clear.

On the LCD screen, the black shadow of the guidewire under X-ray was trying as hard as possible to touch the free guidewire; its head had a loop, striving to snag the free guidewire.

But after a twisting motion, the two guidewires did not entwine; instead, they separated without hesitation as the operator manipulated them.

The operating area was filled with a sense of discouragement and disappointment.

The Vascular Surgery chief's brows furrowed tighter and tighter, like two coiling dragons; his face was so gloomy it seemed rain would fall any second.

On the operating table, the two people operating tried again, but still failed.

They lifted their heads, looking outside through the lead glass, their eyes full of disappointment… and despair.

He gently shook his head, making the atmosphere a bit more intense.

Medicine is special; it does not allow mistakes.

But since humans are the main controllers of medicine, mistakes are absolutely inevitable.

This paradox has persisted from ancient times to the present.

Ordinary small mistakes are just that; even leaving knives, scissors, or gauze inside a surgical patient is occasionally heard of.

These are all minor mistakes.

A major mistake, once it occurs, will lead to the patient's death.

For example, the surgery before us.

"Little Wang can't go on." Someone sat in a chair, staring intently at the LCD screen, and said in a low voice: "Old Liu, you give it a try."

Professor Liu was somewhat reluctant, but after hesitating a bit, he still put on the lead clothing and scrubbed in to go up. Who can claim they'll go through life without incident?

At this moment, going himself to rescue the table, regardless of success or failure; if he himself encounters trouble later, he wouldn't expect anyone to save him, as long as they don't push him further into trouble.

"This is the Director of Medical Affairs." Gao Shaojie quietly introduced him to Zheng Ren.

Zheng Ren nodded, left hand placed under his right armpit, right elbow on his left arm, right hand supporting his chin, seriously watching the surgical image.

Professor Liu brought his own assistant and replaced the operator and assistant on the platform.

The operator walked into the operating area, said nothing, immediately squatted down, leaned his back against the wall, and buried his head.

The assistant took off the lead clothing, his whole body already soaked with sweat, feeling fatigue and tension.

He looked dejected, standing beside the Director of Medical Affairs like a student who had made a mistake.

He wanted to say a few words in his defense, but couldn't utter a single sentence.

The Director of Medical Affairs didn't even look at him, eyes fixed on the LCD screen, calmly saying: "Director Chen, if Director Liu can't get it out, you scrub in and do the surgery."

The Head of Vascular Department, who had been staring at the operating table, sighed and said: "The chance of retrieving it is not high."

"I know."

"I need to first communicate with the patient's family and give a pre-operative briefing," said Director Chen of the Academic Affairs Section.

"If Director Liu can't get it out, let's go together," said the Director of Medical Affairs.

This is also a no‑option option.

While the guidewire hasn't yet entered the coronary artery or cerebral artery, if we can salvage something, we should do so.

If we really can't get it down, then we've done our best.

As for the future…… everyone present is a battle‑scarred doctor; who doesn't know what that means?

Professor Liu's skill is among the top few in the Intervention Department; if he can't do it, replacing him with Gao Shaojie would be the same.

The air in the operating room seemed to solidify, and the oxygen level was obviously insufficient.

No one complained; everyone's gaze was complex, and in the end they all fell on the LCD screen.

Failure!

Failure!!

Failure!!!

Half an hour passed, Professor Liu attempted six times, all ending in failure.

The Director of Medical Affairs, helpless, stood up: "Lao Chen, let's go, we two go explain the surgery matter."

"Teacher Gao, can I try?"