Each thick nerve is composed of many small nerve bundles, and each small nerve is covered with a biological membrane called a fascicle.
Chen Dayong also had some basic knowledge of microscopy. He asked quietly, "Brother, can we still sew the perineurium without a microscope?"
Ordinary microscopes can magnify up to 6 times, but to suture the perineurium, a medium-sized nerve like the median nerve must be magnified at least 10 times before it can be barely sutured.
15 times magnification is the most appropriate.
Li Zheng nodded and said, "Sew, of course I have to sew!"
Chen Dayong was a little dumbfounded. How to sew this?
Li Zheng put on his glasses, picked up the microtweezers and microscissors, and began to carefully separate the nerve bundles.
"It is very difficult to sew a nerve bundle individually at a 6x magnification, but it is not impossible. It depends on the stability of your hands and your suturing experience!" Li Zheng said while operating.
"Brother, where do you get this experience?"
Chen Dayong also wore a microscope. Even after magnifying 6 times, the nerve bundle was still as small as a toothpick, or even smaller than a toothpick. Such a small nerve still needed to be sutured with a layer of membrane on it. Chen Dayong's scalp tingled just thinking about it.
Li Zheng didn't answer him directly, but smiled and said, "When I was studying microsurgery, I often simulated suturing the perineurium in my mind. That's when I gained experience!"
Chen Dayong was completely stunned.
The other doctors were also shaking with shock at his statement.
Zhu Qidong turned his head and looked straight at Li Zheng, waiting for his explanation.
"This... this is also possible?" Chen Dayong seemed to have found a shortcut to quickly improve his skills.
Li Zheng's hands kept moving, separating the small nerves one by one very skillfully.
"It should have a certain effect. At least I think the effect is very obvious. For many operations, after I learned the theory, I closed my eyes and simulated them in my mind. I also performed the operations with my hands while simulating. Unconsciously, my surgical skills have improved!" Li Zheng said seriously.
"Then I must do more simulations!" Chen Dayong said excitedly.
"Me too!" Zhu Qidong was also very excited. He finally understood why Li Zheng, who was only a year older than him, had a surgical skill gap of more than ten years. It turned out that this was how he "cheated" to improve.
Li Zheng quickly poured cold water on them, saying in a deep voice, "Everyone's brain is different. I think I have an abnormality in my spatial imagination, which allows me to clearly simulate real scenes, so I have good results. You may not be the same. You still need to practice the basic skills solidly!"
this!
All right.
The two of them were on a roller coaster.
But both of them are arrogant and neither of them thinks that they are less talented than Li Zheng.
After surgery, go to simulation!
In the live broadcast room next door, the doctors watching were also dumbfounded.
They now have great respect for Li Zheng's abilities, and they all become very excited when they hear what Li Zheng says.
How can you have such good skills when you are so young? This is not fair!
"Is what Li Zheng said true?" asked an orthopedic surgeon.
"Are you talking about his simulation ability, or do you think he is the only one who possesses that ability?" asked the chubby doctor from the general surgery department.
"He uses this method to take shortcuts and makes rapid progress, but he wants us to practice hard. Who do you think will believe it?" The orthopedic doctor was very unhappy.
"That's right. He's typically afraid that we will grow up like him and won't enjoy special treatment anymore!" The chubby doctor snorted coldly.
"You hit the nail on the head!"
Of course, not all doctors think so.
"Hey, your jealousy has made you lose your ability to think!" said a deputy chief physician of urology department coldly.
"Who's jealous? Do you think his surgical skills match his age? There must be a reason!" the orthopedic surgeon said disdainfully.
"Some people become university professors in their 20s. Do you think their ages match? Recognizing others as geniuses and facing up to your own ordinariness is the mentality you should have!" the deputy chief physician said seriously.
Everyone fell silent again.
But when they saw on TV that Li Zheng had already started to sew up the tiny nerves one by one, they began to feel extremely unbalanced again.
It is totally unreasonable for someone like Li Zheng to have such a high level of skills!
"Well said!"
Everyone turned around and perked up immediately when they saw the person coming in.
"President Jiang, why are you here?"
The visitor was the deputy director of the Municipal Hospital, Jiang Fusheng, 59 years old, a general surgery expert at the Municipal Hospital.
Jiang Fusheng smiled and said, "The news about the surgery here has spread throughout the hospital. I came here out of curiosity to see how it went. Is Li Zheng's surgery really that good?"
The deputy director of urology nodded and said, "I've been watching for half an hour. At least in microsurgery, Li Zheng can be said to have reached the advanced level in the province!"
"oh?"
Jiang Fusheng stared at the TV and felt it was unreal.
Li Zheng is Dean Li's son, and he grew up under his care. He also calls himself "Uncle Jiang". He does have a good talent for medicine, but he can't be compared with the provincial level at such a young age.
"Director Jiang, how about we go over and take a look directly?" The deputy director of the Urology Department had wanted to go over there a long time ago, but Director Duan wouldn't let him in. Now that Director Jiang was here, he certainly wouldn't dare to stop him.
Jiang Fusheng shook his head and said, "There are enough people inside, so don't disturb them. It's the same if you watch from here."
The deputy director was a little disappointed, but it was also nice to be able to watch it with Dean Jiang.
Jiang Fusheng stared at the TV. When he saw what Li Zheng was doing, he was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth.
"He... he is suturing the perineurium?" Jiang Fusheng asked in disbelief.
The TV camera was very close, with a zoom of at least 20 times, so the details of Li Zheng's operation could be seen clearly.
"Yes, he said that with his excellent touch and rich experience, he can sew it without a microscope." said the deputy director.
Jiang Fusheng was completely stunned.
The development of microsurgery technology in China has only been around for over a decade, and the province's level has only improved in recent years. Without a microscope, those people in the province probably wouldn't be able to suture the nerve bundles. This Li Zheng is simply unbelievable!
No wonder they feel it’s unreal, now I feel it too.
The more Jiang Fusheng watched, the more excited and thrilled he became.
Each of Li Zheng's peritoneum was sutured with two stitches.
The perifasciculations are very neatly aligned, showing a high level of suture and not a sloppy job.
Such a person is a rare genius!
Old Li, Old Li, your son has made it big. He was trapped in the city hospital, but after he was released, he completely showed himself. His future must be bright, and his future must be wonderful!
As he was thinking, Jiang Fusheng suddenly felt a shock all over his body, and his hair stood on end!
Lao Li, you guys put on a great show!!
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