Chapter 204 The operation begins with breaking the needle
Ye Yongan followed out of kindness, just like calling an ambulance.
But when you ask whether there is any element of mocking traditional Chinese medicine hospitals in it, there definitely is.
Whether people admit it or not, Western medicine has gradually become mainstream medicine, not to mention abroad, even in China in 1960.
Encouraging the development of Traditional Chinese Medicine will be a matter of decades. Now is the time to break down all old forces, and Traditional Chinese Medicine is precisely that old force...
As the hospital with the highest level of Western medicine in China, Union Hospital has the capital to look down on traditional Chinese medicine hospitals, at least that's what Union Hospital thinks.
Ye Yongan carefully examined Section Chief Quan's wound and knew what was going on:
"Oh, it's not just the ligament that's torn, the tendon here is also severed. You need surgery right away, otherwise it won't be reconnected. Old Shen, how about you treat me to lunch? I'll reconnect it for you right now."
Dean Shen gritted his teeth when he heard this:
"Bah, Old Ye, who are you looking down on? Do you know where you are now? The Capital Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine is the best hospital in the country, even in the world. Do you still need your Union Hospital's help?"
Ye Yongan retorted casually: "No matter how great a Chinese medicine practitioner you are, you can't perform surgery."
Dean Shen snorted softly: "Who said we can't do it? Our Chinese medicine practitioners are all versatile. We can all learn Chinese medicine, let alone a little Western medicine?"
Now it was Ye Yongan's turn to be surprised:
"Can you perform tendon and ligament reconstruction? I'm not sure I could even succeed with this surgery. Old Shen, you can't joke with the health and safety of your patients. This is not the time to be angry."
Dean Shen was unsure, but he couldn't admit defeat at this moment, so he winked at Lin Sanqi beside him:
"Then, Comrade Lin Sanqi, please show Dr. Ye from the Union Hospital some of your skills. Let them see that the Union Hospital isn't the only one that can perform this surgery."
Lin Sanqi received the signal and came up happily:
"Please rest assured, Comrade Dean, I promise to complete the task and fulfill the trust entrusted to me by the D and the people. I will not let down the country's years of training me and will not let..."
Dean Shen blushed: "Alright, alright, hurry up and get ready. Why are you still shouting slogans at this hour?"
Lin Sanqi scratched his head. Wasn't he trying to adapt to this era? He had to show his loyalty and shout slogans before doing anything.
Ye Yongan looked Lin Sanqi up and down, his eyes full of doubt:
"You look quite young, young man. Which medical university did you graduate from? Did you study abroad? Are you up to the task of performing this surgery?"
Dean Shen was dissatisfied:
"What do you mean by studying abroad? Comrade Xiaolin was born and raised in our hospital. His parents are both employees of our hospital. You guys are good at Western medicine, and even a three-year-old can play with it. Why would he need to go to university? Haha~~~"
"Oh, great, great, so you're born with the ability to do surgery, no training, no schooling, right? I think you should change the name of your Capital Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine to Capital Hospital of Niu Niu. I want to see how you perform this reconstruction."
Ye Yongan was not in a hurry. He folded his hands and decided to watch the operation to the end.
The two deans were engaged in a heated exchange of words, and Section Chief Quan, lying below, was getting a little anxious. "Let Lin Sanqi perform surgery on him? Is this using him as a cadaver for human experimentation?"
Are you kidding me?
Currently, only Dean Shen and Section Chief Kong know that Lin Sanqi can perform surgery. Others are not aware of it and even think that he doesn't even understand Chinese medicine. Now the whole mountain is nervous.
He just looked at Lin Sanqi, then at Vice President Ye of Union Hospital, his heart full of resentment. There was obviously an old surgical expert here.
"Ahem, Dean Shen, can my hand…"
Dean Shen knew what the logistics chief was up to and glared at him, "No!"
Section Chief Quan's hands were not only in pain, but his heart was in even greater pain. He looked at Lin Sanqi with resentment:
"Xiao Qi, Uncle Quan treats you well, you must not repay kindness with hatred. If you are not sure, we would rather not do this operation."
While Lin Sanqi was packing up his equipment, he said without turning his head:
"Don't worry, Uncle Quan. As for my medical skills, I've never received any negative reviews over the years. How could I not be confident?"
Section Chief Quan said quietly, "There are no negative reviews. You killed the person, how can I still give a review..."
When the staff of the Chinese Medicine Hospital heard that Lin Sanqi was going to have surgery, the whole hospital was in an uproar again. More people gathered outside the orthopedics department, and even Lin Kucan rushed over after hearing the news.
Doctor Lin was also full of questions at this time, wondering if his youngest son had had any adventure during the ten years he was missing?
At this time, some people in the crowd saw Lin Kucan coming and made way for him to walk to the front. Some people also asked:
"Doctor Lin, how did Comrade Lin Sanqi learn all that Western medicine? Did your family teach you?"
Lin Kucan looked calm on the surface:
"You don't know this. My hometown, Huadu, is close to Southeast Asia. Doctors not only have to learn Chinese medicine, but also Western medicine. My little Qi studied Western medicine in a mission hospital since he was a child, so of course he knows how to perform surgery."
"That's not right. Comrade Lin Sanqi was only a few years old in Huadu. How could he have learned it?"
Lin Kushen didn't care: "The skills of childhood are always there. Besides, Western medicine is so simple. It's not as difficult as Chinese medicine. It takes more than ten or twenty years to master it."
"That's right. Western medicine teaching is all about mass production, unlike our traditional Chinese medicine."
"Yeah yeah……"
While people were discussing outside, Lin Sanqi was already prepared in the house.
It was called preparation, but in fact they just spread out the surgical instruments on the table. The Chinese hospital didn't even have a regular operating room, so the orthopedic bone setting room was temporarily used as an operating room.
Lin Sanqi didn't have any surgical gown to wear, so he just put on an ordinary white coat and prepared for the operation, without caring whether the environment was sterile or not.
Ye Yongan looked at the scene and shook his head, thinking that the Chinese hospital was really messing around, letting a young man mess around. Ye Yongan was already prepared to save the situation himself if the operation failed.
Lin Sanqi picked up a bottle of alcohol, held a cotton ball in one hand, and said to Quan Shandu:
"Uncle Quan, bear with it. This is alcohol, and it will hurt a little when disinfecting it."
Section Chief Quan's back was soaked by this time. Knowing he couldn't escape the knife, he decided to go for it:
"Xiao Qi, come on, Uncle Quan can hold it back, I... Ouch!!!"
There was no iodine in those days, so domestic disinfection relied on alcohol. However, few people could stand the stinging pain caused by alcohol on the wound. No wonder Section Chief Quan let out a roar like a slaughterhouse.
“Ah!!! Ah!!!”
The roar of the section chief was so heartbreaking that the staff of the Chinese medicine hospital outside the room all expressed their sympathy.
Lin Sanqi didn't care whether the patient was in pain or not. It wasn't him who was in pain anyway. All he needed to do was to complete the operation quickly and accurately.
Ye Yongan watched coldly from the side. He saw Lin Sanqi take a syringe and draw a can of anesthetic, then inject it in a circle along the wound.
The layman watches the excitement, while the expert watches the details.
Ye Yongan felt that Lin Sanqi seemed to be capable of doing the job. At least his anesthesia technique was very professional, not like that of an amateur. This made him even more interested.
The anesthetic took effect, and Section Chief Quan felt the pain eased and stopped yelling.
Lin Sanqi put on rubber gloves, disinfected them again, and took out the surgical needle to prepare to start suturing.
Dean Shen and Doctor Li from the orthopedics department personally helped with flashlights as shadowless lamps, so some people held their breath, wanting to see how this colleague from the procurement department performed the operation.
Ye Yongan also unconsciously moved a little closer.
Lin Sanqi was seen holding a needle holder in his right hand and a clip in his left hand. He wanted to test the quality of the surgical needle, so he clamped it and bent it. Unexpectedly, as soon as he applied force, the needle broke with a snap.
The needle broke...
Lin Sanqi was stunned...
Dean Shen, Li Jingming, and everyone watching were stunned...
Section Chief Quan's guts suddenly sank, didn't they?
Ye Yongan, Vice President Ye, almost laughed out loud, didn't he...
Lin Sanqi felt that he was really going to die, but he immediately knew the reason.
One of the reasons is that the latex gloves of 2013 were very thin and fit well, while the rubber gloves of 1960 were thick and heavy. He was not used to them and the feel was wrong.
In addition, surgical needles in 2013 are all made of special steel with excellent toughness and hardness, and needle breakage rarely occurs during surgery.
The surgical needles in 1960 were all made of ordinary steel, the quality was very average, and the needle tips were not sharp enough, so they broke into two pieces as soon as Lin Sanqi applied a little force.
Dean Shen was so angry that his teeth were almost ground out. If it weren't for the people from Union Medical College, he would have cursed on the spot.
Lin Sanqi suddenly had an idea and quickly shifted the blame to his mortal enemy to ease his embarrassment:
"Don't worry, everyone. The needles that Union Hospital lent us are blunt and about to be eliminated. You saw it broke when I touched it lightly. Don't worry, I'll just replace the needle."
Now it was Ye Yongan's turn to be at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
But he did not expose it. After all, saving lives was the most important thing now, and this kind of verbal lawsuit was not very meaningful.
Lin Sanqi changed the needle, carefully found the two ends of the broken ligament, and then started to work seriously.
Ligament and tendon sutures can be divided into seven or eight types, such as Bonnell suture, Kessler suture, Tsushita suture, double cross suture, etc.
Each suturing method has its own advantages and disadvantages, and Lin Sanqi is a little confused about which one to choose.
Seeing Lin Sanqi hesitate, Ye Yongan mocked him half-truthfully:
"Doctor Xiaolin, what's wrong? You don't know which angle to start from? Come, call Teacher Ye and I'll teach you."
When Lin Sanqi saw Dean Shen with a sullen face beside him, he knew which side he should stand on. If he wanted to make it in the Chinese Medicine Hospital, he had to stand firmly on Dean Shen's side and confront Ye Yongan.
"Vice President Ye, it's not that I don't have the right angle to insert the needle. It's just that I know too many suturing methods, and I want to choose the one with the best effect and the fewest side effects."
"Oh, have you thought of that?"
"Of course, I'm going to use the Broad Street stitch."
"Broad Street Suture Method? Never heard of it?" Now it was Ye Yongan's turn to have a head full of question marks.
Lin Sanqi thought to himself that you must have never heard of it. The technique he was going to use was not invented until 1975. Who told you that you are not a time traveler? He just wanted to scare you.
(End of this chapter)
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