Mrs. Nanxiang's surgery day
A lot of people came to the surgical building of Union Hospital today.
Professor Theodore, who was busy making a bet with Lin Sanqi and wanted to take a bag of diamonds for himself, came, and other members of the American team also came to watch the fun.
More than ten members of the Japanese friendship delegation, plus staff from the Japan Cotton Company, totaling more than twenty people, were waiting in the hospital early.
The boss's wife is having surgery today. In Japan, where hierarchy is important, employees and subordinates are required to serve her like their own mother.
On the Chinese side, in order to show the country's attention, Leader Cheng who is in charge of foreign affairs, Leader Jing who is in charge of health, and Leader Li from the Ministry of Health were all present.
In the ward, Lin Sanqi, wearing a white coat, was having the final preoperative conversation with the family.
"Mr. Nanxiang, your wife's surgery will take approximately four hours. However, if you include the anesthesia time, preparation time, and postoperative recovery time, it will take about six hours in total, assuming everything goes smoothly."
Lin Sanqi is lying. Now he can shorten the time of a thoracoscopic surgery to 1.5 hours.
The reason it took four hours is because people thought it was an extremely difficult surgery, but it was completed in the blink of an eye. Does that mean you are disrespecting the "extreme difficulty"? Or are you just doing a perfunctory operation?
In the eyes of ordinary patients, the longer the operation time, the more serious the disease is and the more attention the doctor pays to it.
Here comes the key point. What we need to test is whether we can make the family members understand that the red envelopes given are more valuable!
Lin Sanqi is a good doctor. Patients spend money and give red envelopes, so he must make them feel at home and be willing to do so.
"Also, because this surgery uses a brand-new procedure, I've imported the surgical equipment and tools from abroad, which was not easy to come by. But for the friendship between China and Japan, it's all worth it. I'm sure your wife will have a smooth surgery and recover healthily!"
Nango Saburo, a big tycoon, felt relieved when he heard this. Just look at how much importance others attach to him.
"Lin San, don't worry about the surgery. Tell me if you need anything. I've prepared a special plane in Japan. If you're missing any tools or medicines, they can be delivered as quickly as possible."
This wealthy man is so rich that he even prepared a medical plane for an operation. The charter fee alone must be hundreds of thousands of dollars.
At this time, Dean Tu asked quietly beside him;
"Xiao Lin, I heard that a Japanese guest donated a complete intensive care unit to you. I don't think your infectious disease hospital needs it. Why don't you give it to the Union Hospital? It just so happens that Mrs. Nanxiang could use it this time."
Lin Sanqi shook his head like a drum:
"Old Tu, don't take advantage of the situation. Our infectious disease hospital is going to build a state-of-the-art RICU, or respiratory and critical care unit. Then we'll take away all the patients from your Union Hospital!"
Lying on the hospital bed, Mrs. Nanxiang was still very nervous.
The old lady held her husband's hand tightly, very worried that she would die on the operating table:
"Sanlang, you must ask the Chinese doctors to do their best. I'm afraid they will resist the Japanese and then resist me."
Nanxiang Saburo patted his wife's hand and whispered in her ear:
"Michiko, don't worry. I've already given this Mr. Lin a check for 5 million yen. He specially brought back a batch of surgical instruments from abroad for your surgery. This shows that he values you very much and will definitely give his all."
When the old lady heard this, she felt relieved:
"That's great. You're very thoughtful. The 5 million surgeon should be able to feel our friendship and sincerity. I'm relieved."
This is how it is in the hospital. In fact, there is no need to worry or be suspicious about whether or not to give a red envelope to the doctor before surgery.
Even if you don't give red envelopes, the doctor will still perform the surgery with all his heart and soul. This is the medical ethics that always exists.
But the red envelopes given by family members are actually a kind of psychological comfort. After the doctor receives the red envelopes, he will be more attentive.
Many big doctors accept red envelopes before surgery, not because they are greedy for money, but because they want to reassure the family members and patients. They will only return the red envelopes to the patients after surgery. This is the reason.
Of course, Lin Sanqi wasn't a big shot, so he wasn't planning on returning the red envelope...
"Okay, Madam Nanxiang, don't worry. The operation will be over soon, and the illness that has been bothering you for more than half a year will be cured immediately. I can assure you of this."
The old lady was lying on the hospital bed, but she still tried to raise her head and bowed slightly to the side:
"Hi, I'll leave it to Dr. Lin then. What I want to say is that Japan's invasion of China is unjust. My husband and I strongly oppose it and apologize to the Chinese people."
Lin Sanqi's mouth twitched, thinking, "Old lady, are you so politically correct? I really won't use you to resist the Japanese."
"Mrs. Nanxiang, don't worry, our country's Mazu will bless you!"
Lin Sanqi's words, meant to comfort the old lady, ended up making her uneasy again:
"It's over. I believe in Amaterasu. Is it too late to convert to Mazu now?"
When Lin Sanqi and Feng Ruoqi pushed the patient out of the ward, Leader Cheng and Leader Jing grabbed Lin Sanqi and said,
"Comrade Sanqi, how is this operation going? How confident are you?"
Lin Sanqi stretched out ten fingers, thought for a moment, and then retracted one: "Ninety percent, no problem."
"It's not a big deal. You're really a young, fearless person. I just reviewed the patient's medical records, and the situation is very grim. Don't try to hold on, kid. Even Japanese doctors and American professors can't cure him. What are you going to do next?"
Leader Jing, who was a medical professional, naturally understood the complexity of this operation and was filled with anxiety:
"How is the patient's condition? Do you think Nanxiang Saburo doesn't know? No one in their right mind would send a patient to our country. The United States, the United States, France, West Germany, where can't they go? Have you ever thought about why they don't go?
It's a terminal case, so no one can do it. But this Japanese man was unwilling to give up, so he thought of coming to China to try, and you, the idiot, took the bait. If the operation is successful, it's fine. But if it's not, you know how much trouble it will cause."
After Leader Jing finished speaking, he looked at the crowd that had already gone away and said in a lowered voice:
"The most untrustworthy people in this world are the Japanese. Nango Saburo is considered the friendliest Japanese, but his friendliness is based on the fact that his Japan Cotton Company represents most of our country's import and export trade. Without profit, how can you tell if he's friendly or not?"
Lin Sanqi thought, I performed surgery on this Japanese because of profit, could it be because of my love for the Japanese?
Stop joking, he doesn't love anyone unless it's Satomi Ishihara, Nozomi Sasaki, Masami Nagasawa, or Ayami Nakajo.
"Leader Jing, don't worry. When have I ever boasted? I'm sure the operation will succeed, not fail. If it succeeds, it will be considered a contribution to the country, right? Then you can ask the Japan Cotton Company to reduce the agency fee and exchange it for more food, right?"
Leader Cheng cursed with a heavy Hunan accent:
"If you cure the old lady and kill her, the agency fee will probably increase several times. Haha..."
Lin Sanqi was annoyed. He thought, "Why aren't you hoping for anything good? My surgery is bound to fail?"
"Oh, by the way, leaders, don't rush back after the operation is over. I have something I want to discuss with you privately."
"What the hell? Are you afraid that the Japanese will beat you up?" Leader Cheng continued to joke.
Lin Sanqi was slightly embarrassed. "It's about my parents. It's a private matter, a private matter."
Leader Jing waved his hand and said, "The arrow is on the string. Just go ahead and perform the operation. We will definitely be expecting you in a while."
"Okay, both leaders, please wait for my good news."
Lin Sanqi quickened his pace and followed the group to the operating room. He then heard Professor Theodore protesting strongly:
"Lin, it's great that you're here. I want to observe your surgery, but your colleagues won't allow it. Can you help me talk to them?"
Americans like to shout about everything, saying all day long that this is my freedom and this is my right, without caring at all whether it will affect others.
"Theodore, you need to calm down. The decision not to allow onlookers was made by me. This operation uses a brand new technology, and I will not make it public until my thesis is completed."
Professor Theodore's mind was full of questions:
"Lin, I thought you were an infectious disease expert and an internist. Now you tell me you've been studying surgery? This is really surprising. Are you bragging?"
The Medical Practitioners Act only allows patients to practice a certain discipline, and does not allow them to practice both internal and external medicine.
Of course, general practitioners can treat both internal medicine and surgery, but that surgery does not include level 2, 3, and 4 surgeries, and can only handle some simple debridement and suturing.
He treats all kinds of diseases, both internally and externally. In the eyes of insiders, he is the lowest-level doctor.
Lin Sanqi chuckled and asked:
"Theodore, don't you think I'm just bragging? If my surgery fails, that bag of diamonds will be yours. Then you can use them to win the hearts of as many beautiful women as you want."
Theodore thought so too, but he was still a little unwilling, and said half sincerely and half falsely:
"Lin, I still insist that this old Japanese woman is not suitable for surgery. I saw that her lung function FEV is only about 1600ml, and her inflammation indicators are also high. I advise you to think twice. As long as you admit defeat, I don't need the diamonds."
Lin Sanqi thought to himself, are you trying to persuade me or to motivate me?
"No, no, no, Theodore, I've got your check. You Americans aren't the only ones who like taking risks. We Chinese are equally adventurous."
Theodore shrugged. "Well, Lin, good luck to you. If you need help, you can always call me. But by then, you've already lost."
The two men bumped fists together, and Lin Sanqi walked into the operating room with full confidence.
Feng Ruoqi said a few words of apology to everyone, then closed the operating room door, locked it, and drew the curtains.
The people outside the door had different moods.
In the operating room, Lin Sanqi was in a relaxed mood. He was a Mongolian doctor and he actually performed a level three operation directly. If they told others about it, Dean Wang and Senior Brother Cai Yang would be scared to death.
He looked around and saw that the assistants and nurses were already ready.
The medical equipment needed for the operation is now lined up and placed on a sterile tray next to it.
Accidents may occur during the operation, and the ventilator, suction machine, hemodialysis machine and other machines are also turned on and available at any time.
Madam Nanxiang was lying on the hospital bed, looking up slightly at the various advanced instruments in the operating room. She didn't know why she suddenly felt relieved and asked curiously:
"Lin-san, I'm so surprised. I don't know what these machines are, but I think they're more advanced than the hospitals in our great Japan... oh no, even our small Japan."
While Lin Sanqi was making preparations, he comforted her:
"Mrs. Nanxiang, we Chinese like to hide our incompetence and not show off our wealth. We are not like the Americans who want to brag about their inventions to the whole world. So we keep a low profile in life and a high profile in work."
"Yes, that's right, Mr. Lin. Do you think I can still wait until the surgery is successful? I have a lovely grandson, and I really want to be with him until he grows up."
"Of course you will, Madam Nanxiang. The operation will be quick, but you will need short-term anti-infection treatment and long-term anti-tuberculosis treatment after the operation. But please believe me, you will definitely recover."
"Okay, I have confidence in you, Lin Sang, I will never forget your help."
At this time, the anesthesiologist was already quietly making gestures to indicate that he was ready.
Lin Sanqi smiled and said, "Mrs. Nanxiang, we are going to start anesthesia now. I need to put the oxygen mask on you. Don't worry, the operation will be over when you open your eyes."
Mrs. Nanxiang lay flat on her back, tears falling silently as she murmured:
“It’s so good to be alive, life is so beautiful…”
The anesthetic took effect and the old lady fell into a deep sleep before she could finish her words.
Lin Sanqi then ordered:
"The operation is about to begin. Because this patient may be a tuberculosis patient, everyone should put on protective clothing, N95 masks, face shields, and take personal protection measures to avoid being infected.
Also, Lao Feng, you take care of the disinfection while I intubate the patient. This patient won't last much longer, so we'll try to finish the operation within an hour."
Feng Shiqi immediately quickened his movements: "Okay, Dean Lin."
After disinfection, Lin Sanqi used a scalpel to make an incision about 5 cm long as the operation hole directly on the anterior axillary line of the 4th intercostal space.
If Cai Yang were to perform the operation, 3cm would be enough, but Lin Sanqi's skills were not as good after all, so he would rather have a larger incision to avoid temporary expansion.
Then Lin Sanqi started the operation with a suction device in one hand and an electrocoagulation knife in the other, while Feng Ruoqi followed at any time with a thoracoscope, holding the lens firmly.
The operation officially begins:
Open the inferior pulmonary ligament and free the inferior pulmonary vein...
Open the interlobar fissure and free the lower pulmonary artery...
Cut the lower pulmonary vein and the lower pulmonary artery with the cutting closure device...
Cutting and closing the lower lobe bronchus with a closure device...
Suctioning the lungs revealed that the middle and lower lobes were well expanded, and the upper lobe bronchus was cut off...
Finally, the lower lobe lung tissue was removed...
The operation went extremely smoothly, as if it were a blessing from heaven. The plot in the novel where an accident occurs during surgery and the protagonist saves the situation did not appear. Lin Sanqi thought to himself that he really had to thank Mazu for her blessing.
In fact, if the patient really encounters an accident, such as sudden respiratory failure, massive bleeding, hypercapnia, etc., Lin Sanqi will have no way to deal with it.
After all, there are only two surgeons, and there will be no fifth hand free to save the patient.
When the removed lung lobe was placed on the sterile tray, even though everyone was wearing N95 masks, they could still smell an unpleasant odor.
Lin Sanqi was so scared that he quickly put the lung tissue into a sealed box prepared in advance. The stench was just nauseating, but there were still tuberculosis bacteria in the lung lobes.
"Everyone, please pay attention. When the surgery is over, all surgical gowns, drapes, mattresses, etc. will be burned. Everyone remember this, right?"
"Remember~~"
Feng Shiqi looked at the alarm clock specially prepared in the ward:
"Director Lin, our surgery only lasted an hour. What are we going to do for the next four hours?"
"What? Let's disinfect all the instruments and equipment in the operating room first. They're all contaminated, and I'll have to recycle them later. Also, Lao Yu, extend the anesthesia time a little longer. If we have more time, how about we play some cards?"
Everyone in the operating room almost fell down, and Shenta Ma was playing cards in the operating room.
The operation started at 8:30 in the morning and lasted for the whole morning.
Except for Saburo Nango and a few close relatives who were pacing anxiously at the door of the operating room, everyone else was yawning with idleness.
Professor Anthony and Professor Theodore have started to visit Union Hospital with several assistants.
Union Medical College Hospital was originally founded by American Rockefeller in 1921 with an investment of 48 million US dollars. Although the overall style of the hospital building is mainly based on the Republic of China style, it also reflects the American culture at that time.
Leader Li was reporting to the two senior leaders:
"Lin Sanqi is a talented man. As soon as he entered the hospital, he asked the Japanese for 10 emergency vehicles. Later, he used the excuse that the hospital was in poor condition and too hot, and that the foreign guests and patients were being treated unfairly, to get the Japanese to promise to donate 100 air conditioners on the spot.
I almost fainted on the spot. How could such a dean, such a cadre, be so disregarding of national dignity in front of foreign guests? If everyone wasn't watching, I would have severely criticized him.
After Leader Li finished speaking, he secretly glanced at the two senior leaders.
The old lady was not complaining. She was helping Lin Sanqi get vaccinated in advance. This was a disguised way of asking for donations from foreigners. If the leader got furious after hearing about it, she could also find a way around it.
As a result, Leader Jing burst into laughter when he heard it:
"So, it's not an exaggeration to say that the Infectious Disease Hospital is the richest hospital in the country right now? There aren't even a few fans in the hospital right now, and they're planning to install air conditioners in all the wards and outpatient clinics?"
Leader Cheng slammed the table in anger:
"Nonsense! Why does a hospital need so many air conditioners? Do they have the electricity to do that? We in the Foreign Affairs Department haven't even installed a single air conditioner yet. Humph, they can't even support us with a few..."
Leader Jing tutted his words after hearing this:
"Leader Li, do you smell vinegar? It's so sour~~~"
Hehehe~~~ The three of them started laughing first.
Leader Jing then slowly said:
"Lin Sanqi only represents the Infectious Disease Hospital, not the country or the people, so his actions are understandable, and we shouldn't overreact. Since we've given him full authority, let him do whatever he wants."
Besides, once the foreign donations arrive in China, they're like rotten meat in the pot, stuck there. We can spare some of them, whether it's air conditioners or ambulances, and distribute them to our sister units, and everyone will be happy."
Leader Li was relieved when he heard this, but he still had to provide cover for Lin Sanqi:
"Comrade Lin Sanqi has been so proactive this time, even disregarding the risks of the operation, I wonder how many red envelopes he's received.
Last time, he exchanged the 6 million yuan red envelope from the Americans for Maotai. I wonder what local specialties he's going to exchange it for this time? Tell me, does he really not care about money, or does he really love money?
Leader Jing took a sip of tea and said with a smile:
"I can see that Comrade Lin Sanqi really doesn't care about money. Just look at the tens of millions of diamonds he donated. It's clear that this guy only cares about medicinal herbs and jade. Maybe this is what the organization behind him asked him to do.
This time is no different. No matter how much money he receives in the red envelope, he'll eventually hand it over if he actually has it. By the way, did he mention the 2 million bottles of penicillin he promised in Guizhou last time?
Leader Cheng was shocked: "How much? Two million bottles of penicillin? That would have to be shipped here."
Leader Li slapped his forehead and said, "I almost forgot about this. I'll urge Lin Sanqi to do it later."
While they were still chatting, the time came to 12:30, and the door of the operating room finally opened... (End of this chapter)
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