The Surgeon’s Studio

“Bang!” The emergency operating theater door flung open and one of the Chu sisters rushed in with a sterile package in her hands.

“Chief Physician Pan, the absorbable gelatin sponge!”

Sure enough, the medical supply Old Chief Physician Pan demanded had been delivered within ten minutes. It was also fortunate that Sea City General Hospital was located in the city center, surrounded by the headquarters of many medical device companies. If the hospital was in a suburb, the delivery would not have been as quick even if a helicopter was involved.

Two units of fresh frozen red blood cells were quickly consumed. Xie Yiren, who had been attentively watching the infusion, put a lead apron without hesitation.

The lead apron was heavy, but she was determined despite the strenuous effort.

“Put it away,” a voice said lazily, “This is a man’s job.”

Stunned, Xie Yiren saw Su Yun, who had been standing beside her all along, picking up a lead apron and putting it on. After that, he walked toward the console and pressed the intercom button.

“Zheng Ren, stop the procedure temporarily, we ran out of blood.”

Then, he brushed the black hair falling on his forehead aside.

“Do you know how to do it?” asked Xie Yiren.

“I’m the smartest man in the world. I know everything,” answered Su Yun.

Even in the presence of so many senior consultants, he could still casually utter all manner of childish statements with no hint of shame.

Su Yun was definitely a weirdo.

After Zheng Ren made a gesture, Su Yun opened the thick lead door and entered the room.

The surgery continued as soon as the lead door was closed.

In Xinglin Garden, after a short pause of the livestream, the host surgeon started performing superselective catheterization using a micro-guidewire.

The so-called superselective catheterization referred to the usage of a micro-guidewire for the superselection of small arteries branching at an acute angle from a large parent artery.

The concept was similar to a mainstream forking off to several branches. Any expert helmsman would know that it was extremely difficult to maneuver the boat into a particular branch smoothly when facing turbulent flow and inertia from the trunk. It required lots of experience.

The same rules applied to this surgery as well.

The guidewire in the left internal iliac artery was directly superselected into the left uterine artery without any trouble.

[What a smooth entrance. Sure looks like it isn’t difficult at all.]

[This surgery is awesome!]

[Uh… This vascular surgeon is in shock. The manipulation is simply fascinating.]

Even if they were professional doctors, the differences in subspecialties made them feel worlds apart.

After the smooth entry of guidewire into the left uterine artery from the left internal iliac artery, the comments in Xinglin Garden were immediately divided into two groups—the ignorant merely assuming that it was an easy task, and those who understood the procedure sending their reverence without a second thought.

After the guidewire entered the desired artery, microcatheterization began.

The microcatheter waltzed through all the tough spots and acute corners without brute force, and the whole process was smooth-sailing.

Following the injection of the absorbable gelatin sponge, embolization of the left uterine artery was complete.

Since the first embolization had been successful, what were the odds of failure for the next one?

Two minutes later, the right uterine artery was embolized as well.

Zheng Ren waited one minute before performing the angiography again. Fortunately, the deadly “smoke” sign in the uterine arteries did not appear again.

He withdrew the guidewire and microcatheter before applying pressure on the wound. The surgery was officially complete.

Su Yun had nothing else to do after changing one pack of fresh frozen red blood cells. He initially thought that the procedure would take at least fifteen minutes, but he did not expect Zheng Ren to complete it in just a few minutes.

After staring at Zheng Ren for a few seconds, he brushed the black hair on his forehead to the side and smiled.

Pretty as a picture.

“Chief Zheng, is there a shortage of staff in the emergency department?”

That was unexpected. Confused, Zheng Ren asked subconsciously while maintaining pressure on the wound, “What?”

“I heard that you’ve been performing surgeries independently these past few days. Poor bachelor, you even have to perform operations alone.” The pretty Su Yun was indeed a sharp-tongued man. It was clearly a compliment, but somehow it became foul as soon as it left his mouth. “Do you need a competent assistant who is ten thousand times more beautiful than you?”

“…” Were it not for the fact that Zheng Ren was compressing the wound to achieve hemostasis, he would have surely slapped the bastard to death.

In the operator console room, many senior consultants were flabbergasted.

The bewildered Chief Wang of the anesthesiology department looked at the clock hanging on the wall. The surgery time… was more than six minutes, which seemed to be longer than what Zheng Ren initially promised, but was that a problem?

Not at all.

Old Chief Physician Pan looked proud with a smile hanging on his face and arms crossed over his chest. The fact that Zheng Ren finished the surgery successfully gave him more satisfaction than if he had completed the operation himself.

The ICU chief’s mind was in chaos after receiving a critical hit as he had been the one insisting on a hysterectomy from the beginning. After all, the patient’s life was far more important than her reproductive ability. In his opinion, anyone who hesitated on this simple multiple-choice question was undoubtedly idiotic.

Thus, he had great prejudice against both Old Chief Physician Pan and Zheng Ren.

However… he had not foreseen that Zheng Ren had completed the uterine arteries’ embolization in just a few minutes.

What the f*ck!

He was dazed and confused despite his happiness.

All of these went against his knowledge of medicine. Since when were general surgeons so skillful, even knowing how to perform a catheter embolization?

“Bang!” The operator console room door was flung open again.

Poor door. It was always the target of critical damage during an emergency.

“The patient’s family agreed to a hysterectomy. The anesthesiologist will begin administering anesthesia and the nurses will prepare the instruments. Let’s get ready for surgery!” Chief Su of the obstetrics department quickly instructed with a dark expression. Obviously, her attempt to communicate with the family members had not gone well and led to a choice between life and death for the patient.

However, no one in the operator console room moved a muscle, as if they had not heard her commands at all. Her suppressed emotions burst forth instantly.

“What the f*ck are you guys waiting for?!”

Every senior consultant possessed an awe-inspiring aura and that aura intensified especially in an emergency.

There was no superior-subordinate relationship or deception at that point. Everyone had to go all out in the rescue operation and try their very best to pull the patient back from the brink of death.

Blurting out swear words did not mean that the doctor was without manners.

“Chief Su, the surgery is complete and the uterine arteries have been embolized. The hemorrhage… The huge hemorrhage has stopped.” Old Chief Physician Pan, who had a cruel sense of humor, paused for a brief moment and savored the anxious look on Chief Su’s face before continuing, “Use vaginal packing for hemostasis and labor induction can be commenced in one to two days.”

“…” Chief Su’s eyes widened and her pupils dilated immediately as if there was a complete absence of pupillary light reflex.

“What?!” Her voice was sharp like a shattered glass piercing everyone’s eardrums. She simply refused to believe such an outrageous claim.

“The surgery is complete, and the patient’s uterus and life have been saved.” Old Chief Physician Pan slowly added, “Whether the patient will have DIC or unsuccessful labor induction in the future is none of my concern.”

His current expression was full of pride. “How can you not let the emergency department handle emergency cases?”

“Uh…” Chief Su finally noticed the imaging video that was running in a loop in the console.

From the initial pall of black smoke in the angiogram, to smooth embolizations, until the smoke sign completely disappeared in the second imaging. What did that mean? Naturally, Chief Su understood it perfectly.

Was it a success?

Her previous perturbation instantly vanished into thin air. The moment she left her distressed state, energy drained from her body and she slumped down on a chair. “That’s good. That’s very good.”