Chapter 562: The Age for Venturing Out!

Tang Ye looked toward the entrance of the emergency room from time to time.

A group of doctors wearing surgical scrubs went in and out.

He looked toward Chen Lan, who was sitting beside Du Xi.

Chen Lan was no longer shedding tears; it was not because she was not in pain, but because her grief had reached its limit, leaving her unable to cry.

Tang Ye's previous impression of Chen Lan had been average, but after spending more time with her, he discovered a unique quality about her.

The affectation, arrogance, and mercenary nature that others saw in Chen Lan were related to the living environment she was in.

Most people are immersed in it, unwilling to wake up.

But Chen Lan had been struggling all along, wanting to cut ties with her past lifestyle and deep-seated ideological ailments.

Tang Ye was also unsure whether Tang Yu could truly turn the tide!

He knew his father's level was quite good, but the Experts at the Provincial People's Hospital had already said that the success rate of this surgery was only thirty percent, so Tang Ye did not have absolute certainty that Tang Yu could perform the surgery well.

But, for any matter, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, one must strive to do it, so that one will not have regrets.

Tang Yu, wearing a mask, appeared at the entrance of the operating room and beckoned to Chen Lan.

Chen Lan wiped away her tears and walked over.

"The patient is about to undergo surgery. The surgical risk is very high, and it is very likely she will never wake up. You can arrange for someone to go in now and say a few words to her."

"I, I'm afraid of stimulating her!" Chen Lan hesitated.

Tang Ye walked to Chen Lan's side and said softly, "At this moment, your words are more effective than anyone else's; they can bring her a will to survive."

Tang Yu paused for a moment, pondering the meaning of Tang Ye's words.

Led by Tang Yu, Chen Lan and Chen Ming'an saw Xiao Fang lying on the flat bed.

She looked very calm, but in reality, she was in great danger; for the time being, the intracranial hemorrhage was being controlled through medication, and no one knew what changes would occur next.

Chen Lan held Xiao Fang's hand and tried hard to squeeze out a smile, "Mom, it's me, Lanlan. I promise you, I'll listen to you from now on. Didn't you want me to have a baby? After you recover, I'll have a baby, and then I'll let him call you Grandma. You and Dad can help me raise him; Ming'an and I both have to work, so we need you to take care of him."

Chen Ming'an held Xiao Fang's other hand, "Wife, I'm sorry, I've achieved nothing in this life and let you down. You must hold on, otherwise I won't go on living either."

Chen Lan saw a tear spill from the corner of Xiao Fang's eye.

"Dad, look, Mom is crying."

"Yes, didn't the doctor say she was brain dead? She clearly still has consciousness. It's fortunate we didn't agree to sign the organ donation agreement."

Seeing Xiao Fang have an emotional fluctuation, Tang Yu was also secretly amazed.

Although he had performed many surgeries, his understanding of the human body was also limited.

After sending off the patient's family, Tang Yu had people move the patient into the operating room.

A moment later, Tang Yu walked into the operating room and stood in the position of First Assistant.

Professor Cheng nodded to Tang Yu, "Do a Big Head!"

The so-called Big Head is neurosurgical jargon, referring to a Large Bone Flap Craniotomy!

From the outside in, one opens the scalp, the skull, and the dura mater in sequence, cleans the hematoma, and once the hematoma is cleared and the intracranial pressure is relieved, finding the ruptured blood vessel to stop the bleeding will bring the condition under control!

As the incision slid, a stream of dark red blood gushed out and splashed onto Tang Yu's face!

Tang Yu had no reaction, his eyes operating the instruments with determination.

The scrub Nurse held gauze to help Tang Yu clean the blood off his face.

Next was cleaning the hematoma; if other parts of the human body suffer trauma and develop a hematoma, one can leave it be.

A hematoma appearing in the brain will compress the tissue, causing displacement, which leads to a Cerebral Hernia. The originally white dura mater was showing a bluish tint due to the massive hematoma.

The swollen volume made the dura mater look like a balloon that had been blown up with too much air, which could burst at any moment.

Tang Yu cut open the dura mater, the scissors moving forward.

Dark red blood clots and blood were exposed bit by bit.

The entire field of vision was filled with dark red blood clots.

Professor Cheng used a brain spatula to scrape away the blood clots, while Tang Yu continuously irrigated with water to reduce the friction of the spatula against the brain surface, minimizing damage to the brain tissue as much as possible.

Professor Cheng had performed many surgeries and had had many assistants.

Judging from Tang Yu's performance, he belonged to the outstanding category among the many surgical assistants.

During the surgery, Professor Cheng spoke very little, giving only simple instructions.

But Tang Yu could see Professor Cheng's goal: not only to let the patient survive, but to let the patient survive well.

As the third assistant, Tong Bo initially felt quite uncomfortable.

One had to know that this was his home turf.

Tang Yu was merely a doctor from a municipal hospital, yet he was standing in the position of First Assistant, which made his mood quite complicated.

Tong Bo even had evil thoughts, wondering if Tang Yu would make a mistake.

However.

The facts disappointed him.

Tang Yu's operation could be described as impeccable.

As for Professor Cheng letting Tang Yu serve as the First Assistant, that was also an especially wise decision.

The hematoma was cleared, and the next step was to stop the bleeding points.

This process had to be especially cautious and careful, and it had to be checked repeatedly.

Because there would be a peak period of edema after the surgery, and if the bleeding points were not cleared thoroughly, there would still be a possibility of bleeding.

Seeing Tang Yu find the bleeding point deep inside, Tong Bo could not help but start to admire him.

In terms of surgical ability, Tang Yu had indeed reached a very high level.

No wonder Professor Cheng would place Tang Yu in the position of First Assistant.

He had originally thought this surgery would end in failure.

Facts have proven that with a top-tier expert like Professor Cheng performing the surgery, miracles can be created!

Seeing that Professor Cheng was about to wrap up, Tang Yu softly reminded her, "Professor Cheng, with such a large volume of blood loss, I feel like there is something we haven't discovered, or perhaps, could there be an issue with the blood coagulation function?"

Professor Cheng looked thoughtful, "That's right, the blood loss volume and the bleeding point do not seem to match."

Tang Yu carefully examined the area, his eyes lighting up, "I found it!"

Professor Cheng looked over; that position was in the frontal lobe.

A tiny vein.

"Such a small blood vessel, and you actually discovered it."

Tang Yu patiently analyzed, "After a small blood vessel ruptures, the bleeding speed is not as fast as an artery, but veins lack elasticity and have no venous valves, so when they rupture, they cannot rely on their own coagulation function to stop the bleeding; therefore, the hematoma forms slowly but continues to accumulate. Simply put, it's like dough rising for a steamed bun, gradually expanding."

Professor Cheng cast a look of approval at Tang Yu.

If it were an average doctor in Neurosurgery, they would only focus on arterial ruptures and ignore venous ruptures; this is also the root cause of why many patients with craniocerebral injuries fall into a coma again a few days after surgery.

That Tang Yu could have such a keen sense was not just from piling up surgical volume, but also from an innate talent.

She truly had not misjudged the person.

Tang Yu was a "talent" worth paying attention to.

In other industries, fifty-something is already close to retirement.

However.

In the field of Neurosurgery, fifty-something is the prime age to forge ahead!