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Chapter 358: Panda Blood

Although it was an old friend's reunion, several people were more restrained in drinking. After all, there were two ladies here, and Watson was not very familiar with them. In addition, Watson didn't like drinking very much.

When drinking, I generally talk about being an intern in the past. That period was the hardest time for everyone and the most learned things, so I was the most impressed.

"I remember that at that time, Zheng entered the operating room as an assistant for the first time. When Livingston just cut the patient's abdomen, Zheng's face changed immediately. After the operation was completed, he kept hiding in the bathroom and vomiting." Jennifer smiled.

"Yes, breaking a human belly is completely different from a laboratory anatomy. Although I have also dissected the human body before, the difference between dead bodies and living bodies is too great. Breaking a living body means that there is a life in our hands. That kind of tension cannot be explained clearly in words." Zheng Jingying said.

Watson also experienced the same thing, so he could feel Zheng Jingying's feelings at that time. However, he was a boy. Although he had the same experience as Zheng Jingying, his condition improved a lot. However, he didn't dare to eat meat in those days. Because when he ate it, he felt like he was biting a part of the human body.

Several people were talking, and Brooke's phone calls rang almost at the same time.

"Damn it! It seems that I can't reminisce well tonight." Brooke said with a frown.

"What's wrong?" Zheng Jingying and Jennifer put their shoulders on their shoulders.

"There was a patient who had planned to undergo surgery in a few days, but now the patient suddenly became ill. He had to go ahead." Brooke said.

"Then just do the surgery? Is there any surgery that Hopkins Hospital dare not do?" Zheng Jingying smiled.

"The surgery is actually not difficult. It's just an ordinary esophageal cancer surgery, but the problem is that this person's blood type is very rare. Lu(a-b-) blood type is even rarer than RH-negative blood known as "panda blood"." Brooke said.

"Isn't there any in the blood bank?" Zheng Jingying asked.

"There is no such blood in the blood bank in Baltimore. Our country's rare blood bank regulates blood, but it has not been delivered yet. We will definitely not be able to get tonight. But the patient can't wait. The digestive tract should have been perforated. We have provided special care for the patient, but we did not expect to deal with this kind of thing." Jennifer said.

"What should I do now? Are you watching the patient die?" Zheng Jingying asked.

"If surgery is to be performed, after all, during the control surgery, the patient's blood loss cannot exceed 1,000cc, otherwise the patient will be in danger of life. But who can know what will happen after the patient's body is cut open? Once heavy bleeding occurs, the patient will definitely die." Brooke said.

All of us are top students who majored in surgery, so we naturally know how difficult such surgery is.

"We have to leave, and the patient will be delivered soon," Brooke said.

"Zheng, are you interested in going to see it together? We haven't fought together for a long time." Jennifer sent an invitation to Zheng Jingying.

"Okay." Zheng Jingying is a surgeon. When she encountered such a difficult operation, she was naturally very interested and agreed without hesitation.

After agreeing, Zheng Jingying remembered Watson beside her, "Xiaosen, I'm sorry. I really want to see this surgery. It's hard to encounter such a difficult surgery. This time, Dr. Livingston should have the surgery personally."

"Silly wife, what's the matter? I'm also a major in surgery. When I encounter such a surgery, I naturally cannot miss such an opportunity." Watson said.

"That's great. Let's go there together." Zheng Jingying said.

The operating room conditions of Hopkins Hospital are indeed significantly higher than those of the First Affiliated Hospital. The facilities and equipment here are too complete. For surgical operations, it is the most basic guarantee.

Brooke found two new surgical suits for Watson and Zheng Jingying.

Livingston was also surprised to see Zheng Jingying, "No way? Is there an hallucination in my eyes? Has my best student returned to Hopkins Hospital?"

"Teacher, I'm so sorry." Zheng Jingying apologized. Livingston valued her very much. But she hurriedly returned to China.

"No need to do this. Everyone has their own right to choose their own life. Whether at Hopkins Hospital or in a hospital in China, you will become an excellent doctor. Why? I heard that I have surgery here, so you ran over? Come on, be my assistant. This very difficult surgery, whether successful or failed, has important learning significance for you. When we wear this white dress, we will face choices at any time. Patients will not always find standard answers like standard test questions. Sometimes, we need to take risks and fight for or opportunities for patients. Patients have given us life and death, and now we have to give patients an answer." Livingston said.

The patient was sent over and the anesthesiologist had begun to perform anesthesia on the patient.

"Brook, you stare at the patient's blood loss for me," Livingston said.

Everyone knows that the important moment is coming.

Livingston glanced at Watson, "Hey, new face. Young man, you snatched my best student. Do you dare to come to us to steal the teacher?"

Everyone couldn't help but burst into laughter. It seemed that Livingston already knew about Watson and Zheng Jingying's relationship.

"The opportunity is rare. I can't go deep into Baoshan and go back empty-handed." Watson smiled.

"I heard from Zheng that you are very good at traditional Chinese medicine and proficient in surgery. After the operation is over, we will have a good exchange." Livingston said.

"It's so good." Watson said.

"Scalpel." Livingston said this term, and the atmosphere in the operating room began to be solemn again.

Although he knew that the patient had not started to lose blood at this time, Brooke's eyes were already staring at the instrument.

The anesthesiologist also looked nervously at the instrument that reflected the patient's blood pressure, pulse and other conditions.

Livingston's hand was very stable and his speed was not fast or slow. He made a cut in the patient's abdomen and incited the patient's abdomen. He immediately saw the patient's diseased part.

This cut is extremely perfect, and the blade is neither long nor short, which is suitable for the next step of operation, nor is it cut too long, so the blood loss is obviously not very serious.

However, after the incision and the patient's diseased part was turned out, everyone's frown immediately became even tighter.

The esophagus is actually bonded! The bonding part must be cut open before the cancerous part can be removed, but in this way, the amount of surgery increases again, which means that the patient's blood loss will also increase.

Brooke concentrated all the blood loss, and then weighted the error, and the number had reached 260CC.

"Teacher, it's already 260," Brooke said.

Livingston paused for a moment, his expression still had no change.

"Continue." Livingston said.

Livingston's knife was faster, and he cleared the bonds in the patient's body at an extremely fast speed.

"Fortunately, it's just a bond, and the cancer cells have not spread out yet," Livingston said.

Watson also sincerely praised in his heart: "This doctor's skills are really amazing. If I hadn't come, if I hadn't been a monk, my reaction speed was many times faster than that of an ordinary person, I would have been unable to reach his level. He had reached the limit of an ordinary person. This person was indeed amazing to be able to do this."

"Removal of the lesion site," Livingston said.

Everyone's attention was immediately devoted to the patient's lesion. Livingston used an electric knife to cut off the treatment area very lightly, and then took out the lesion area without causing any contamination, and the blood loss was controlled quite perfectly.

"How much blood has been lost?" Livingston said.

"Blood loss 450CC." Brooke said.

"Hurry up," Livingston said.

Livingston took some blocking from the patient's tail and sutured the removed esophagus area.

During this process, the patient was bleeding all the time, but the amount of blood was well controlled. Livingston was very fast, like an embroidery worker, and he was very skillful in suturing the sutures on the patient's surgical site.

"700CC". Brooke reported the immediate blood loss.

Everyone saw that the suture at the surgical site was about to be completed, so they slowly felt relieved.

"No, the patient's blood loss accelerates. 800CC!" Brooke suddenly discovered that the patient's blood loss suddenly increased.

Livingston's suture is almost completed, and such a problem should not occur. But who could have expected that there was a problem with the suture site, and the patient's blood vessel wall was a little brittle, and it broke at this time and blood spurted out.

Livingston quickly used hemostatic forceps to stop the blood, but the amount of blood loss still approached nine hundred in a moment.

This time, the atmosphere in the operating room became extremely strong. Everyone's heartbeat became much more intense.

"Bang, beak." Watson's extremely sensitive hearing could hear several hearts in the operating room suddenly become violent.

Livingston also had a numb scalp.

"I'll help you," said Watson.

Watson spoke very confidently, and Livingston, who was helpless, agreed to Watson's request and nodded.

"I am responsible for stopping the bleeding of the patient and controlling his blood loss," Watson said.

Watson started to work manually and he lit the patient several times. If he looked at the patient's heart at this time, he would find that the heart had completely stopped and the patient's blood had also stopped flowing.

"No, the patient's heartbeat stopped and his blood pressure suddenly decreased." The anesthesiologist shouted in surprise.

Everyone looked at Watson.

"Don't worry. Dr. Livingston, please continue the surgery. After the surgery is completed, he will recover. His condition is similar to dormant. The collective activity level is reduced to a minimum. Therefore, blood loss will be greatly reduced." Watson said.
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