Didi didi——

Amidst the sound of three-dimensional instruments running, Xu Qiu cut through pieces of tissue.

Looking for tumors in the brain is like peeling an onion.

Patience, care, and concentration are all indispensable.

Peeling off the milky white thickened arachnoid membrane, many blood vessels were freed from their restraints and jumped out from inside.

At a rough glance, there are the great cerebral vein, the basal vein, the internal occipital vein, the internal cerebral veins on both sides and the precentral cerebellar vein...

Xu Qiu separated them carefully and marked them carefully.

"found it."

Ten minutes later, Xu Qiu completed the cleaning of the surgical area. Under the surgical microscope, he saw the culprit that caused all the symptoms.

This was a small tumor, purple in color, lacking a capsule, and severely adhered to surrounding structures. The lower pole and the cerebellar vermis were almost fused together, making it difficult to identify.

No wonder it can cause diabetes insipidus, mutism, etc.

Although small, the adhesion of the tumor caused the hypothalamus to be invaded, and the quadrigeminal area was also affected, resulting in both upward and downward gaze movement disorders of both eyes, resulting in quadrigeminal syndrome...

If we continue to delay, by the time of the next follow-up visit, he may be drowsy and in a semi-vegetative state.

Wanting to understand this, the brain surgeons present looked solemn.

"It's so serious..."

"This tumor is too small, and follow-up is usually recommended. I didn't expect the consequences to be so big."

"Dr. Xu saved another patient who was destined to die!"

When Tao Changhan's medical records are sent to any hospital, all he receives are suggestions for "follow-up."

The few hospitals that are willing to admit the patient to the hospital and do examinations are most likely Putian hospitals that are trying to make money.

Even if they were told where the tumor was, without Zhang Hao's eyesight and experience, they still couldn't find any abnormalities.

However, Tao Changhan met Xu Qiu.

Among the countless doctors who would give orders for "close follow-up", he was the only one who dug deep into the matter.

Moreover, he is also the only doctor who dares to undertake such an extremely high-risk operation and takes the risk of using the poppen approach!

At this moment, everyone looked at Xu Qiu with a hint of reverence in their eyes.

…

Once the tumor is found and its boundaries are confirmed, removal is relatively easy.

For Xu Qiu, who had undergone craniocerebral dissection and perfectly peeled off pheochromocytoma, control of surgical accuracy and intensity has never been a problem.

"Ultrasonic aspirator."

"Tumor removal forceps."

Xu Qiu methodically moved along the surface of the tumor, and finally, the small pineal gland tumor was safely removed.

The time bomb in the skull was successfully defused!

At this moment, everyone breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously, and more than half of the big stone in their hearts was relieved.

Subsequently, the skull was closed as usual.

The incision and suturing of the brain are different from those of the abdominal cavity, thorax, etc.

The abdominal and thoracic cavities are not fast, but clearly layered.

Because the two cavities have various layers, such as the abdominal wall, peritoneum, abdominal muscles, etc., the muscles can be divided into transversus abdominis, internal oblique, external oblique, etc.

When making an incision, it is often necessary to separate and mark it layer by layer with gauze so that subsequent sutures can be made from muscle to muscle and fat to fat.

If you blindly pursue speed, the layers will shrink and curl up together after cutting, making it extremely difficult to sew them back together.

Relatively speaking, the brain does not have these particularities.

There are only a few layers in total. The dura mater is easy to distinguish. It can be sutured intermittently or continuously. As long as it is impermeable, it is considered perfect.

The bone flap can also be recognized at a glance, and it just needs to be put back.

The scalp is a little more complicated, with double-layer suturing of the galea aponeurosis and skin.

However, for Xu Qiu, who has mastered the art of suturing, it is still easy to find.

Wang Fan stood in the distance, his eyes extremely fiery.

He thought that his suturing skills were already perfect, but when he watched Xu Qiu's surgery again, he realized that he was still too immature...ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

The others also looked shocked.

Shocking from beginning to end!

The first cut was as steady as a robot.

The subsequent revelation and separation were even more seamless.

Whether it is the surgical procedure or all the details, they are all amazingly skilled.

Jin Yucheng swallowed his saliva and asked before finishing the last stitch: "Doctor Xu, how many times has this been your first time to have a pineal brain tumor resection?"

"The seventeenth time." Xu Qiu concentrated on sewing without raising her head.

"Seventeen times? How come there are seventeen times? Since the establishment of Linhai No. 1 Hospital, we have not performed so many pineal gland tumor surgeries, right?"

Han Jinzhang and Wei An were also surprised.

The two leaders in the field of oncology, Longneck Hospital, have performed no more than twenty similar surgeries in the past few years.

The directors in the hospital actually do less. They have more surgeries to be busy with. For surgeries like this that are extremely risky and cost-effective, the most they can do is only 11 surgeries.

He is also an old expert in his sixties.

Right now, Xu Qiu said he had done it seventeen times...

How can it be!

Where did so many patients come from?

"Oh, I did it in my head."

Xu Qiu finished the last stitch, put down the equipment, and pointed to her head.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh, Dr. Xu regarded the surgical procedures in his mind as surgery?"

"Can brain surgery really make Dr. Xu do what he does?"

"As expected of Dr. Xu, he can do this just by thinking about it. It's as if he has an operating room in his head."

Amidst laughter and laughter, the operation was completed.

Finally, the assistant placed a negative pressure suction device on the epidural to complete the bandaging of the surgical area.

"Count the gauze, one, two, three..."

"Count the tweezers, one, two, three..."

"Counting stitches..."

The rest is left to the nurses and junior assistants.

Xu Qiu, his top assistants Jin Yucheng, Han Jinzhang and others walked out of the operating room.

"congratulations."

As soon as Xu Qiu opened the door, before she could relieve the tiredness on her face, a person walked towards her.

Tao Nu held Xu Qiu's hand enthusiastically and said, "Congratulations, the operation was successful!"

Xu Qiu was silent.

He originally wanted to announce to his family that the operation was successful, but when he heard these words from the other party, he couldn't handle it for a while.

The other doctors also stared.

The family and the doctor congratulated each other and announced that the operation was a success?

What kind of social terrorist is this!

"...The operation was indeed successful. After the operation, you should try to have as little contact with the patient as possible and hire a nurse if you can." Xu Qiu instructed.

He was worried that after Tao Changhan got rid of his mutism, his daughter would be angry to death.

If high blood pressure or cerebral hemorrhage occurs again, it may be impossible to save the patient.

…

After the operation, Tao Changhan woke up in the early morning of the first day.

On the third day, resume eating.

On the fifth day, I was basically no different from a normal person.

Every morning when I go to the ward for rounds, I can hear the talk show of Tao Changhan and his daughter. Sometimes Tao Changhan covers his head and shouts "Patricide, patricide, patricide", but more often it is Tao daughter squatting in the corner, being

I was so angry that I couldn't say a word.
Chapter completed!