Chapter 212 Fat Scraping 20



At the same time, its texture was also quietly changing. The original soft and boneless state gradually disappeared, and was replaced by a hard texture, just like soft soil turned into solid clay under the forging of fire.

Zhao Ming watched as the fat tissue had successfully hardened. A flicker of determination flashed in his eyes, and he carefully set the syringe aside. "Damei, prepare to cooperate with me," he whispered.

Damei nodded slightly, adjusted the instrument in her hand to the optimal angle, and prepared to assist Zhao Ming in the extraction. Zhao Ming once again picked up the specialized tissue extraction forceps, the head of which was specially designed to more firmly clamp the target tissue.

He slowly inserted the forceps into the wound, and relying on his previous experience and familiarity with the anatomical structure, he probed towards the location of the target tissue.

When the forceps came into contact with the hardened fat and target tissue, he first pinched it gently to feel the hardness and toughness of the tissue to ensure that no damage would be caused to the target tissue.

Then, Zhao Ming gradually increased the force, and the forceps tightly clamped the target tissue.

"I've got it, Sister Damei, pay attention to the surrounding tissues," he said.

Damei responded immediately and carefully observed the area around the wound to ensure that other tissues would not be affected during the extraction process.

Zhao Ming began to slowly pull the forceps out, pausing after each small step to check the connection of the tissue.

When encountering some adhesions, he will use a small blunt-tipped separator to carefully separate the target tissue from the surrounding adhesions bit by bit. This process requires great patience and delicate operation.

As the target organization gradually separated from the surrounding organizational environment, beads of sweat appeared on Zhao Ming's forehead, but his hands remained steady.

Finally, the target tissue was completely extracted. He gently placed it into a sterile storage container prepared in advance and breathed a sigh of relief.

After the extraction was completed, Zhao Ming turned around and looked at the screen beside him.

His eyes instantly became incredibly sharp, as if they were trying to penetrate the screen and discern the hidden information behind every piece of data. They were filled with focus and caution, like an experienced sailor examining a compass amidst turbulent waves.

Every beating number and every undulating curve are like reefs and waves on the sea. Any slight change may cause this "ship of life" to deviate from its course.

After carefully examining the data for a moment, he confirmed its stability, feeling relieved but not letting up. He tilted his head slightly, signaling his assistant to adjust his headset.

After adjusting the headset, he said calmly and clearly into the headset: "Director Lin, this is the operating table." Zhao Ming's voice was low and powerful, echoing in the silent operating room, and every word carried a solemn sense of mission.

"Got it. Any new questions?" Lin Lin's voice came from the headset, his tone revealing concern and professional calmness.

"The patient is currently in good condition, and all vital signs are stable without major fluctuations." As Zhao Ming spoke, he glanced again at the indicators representing life vitality on the screen. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle, not missing any subtle changes.

"Judging from the current situation, do we need to implement Plan 2 immediately and start weight loss surgery directly?" His words contained expectations and cautious consideration for the patient's life safety.

This is a critical decision point, and every choice will affect the direction of the operation and the fate of the patient.

After a brief silence, Lin Lin's voice came again: "Recheck all the preoperative preparations and equipment, especially the parameters of the weight loss equipment. Once you are sure everything is correct, you can begin."

"Okay, Dean," Zhao Ming replied. He turned to the surgical team, "Let's check again to make sure everything is ready."

The nurses acted quickly, and like well-trained soldiers, they carefully checked every surgical instrument tray and every piece of equipment.

Damei once again checked the special equipment related to weight loss surgery, from the adjustable liposuction catheter to the intelligent monitoring pressure display device, leaving no part unchecked.

"The sharpness of the scalpel is normal, the liposuction catheter is unobstructed, and the parameters of the pressure display device are stable..." The nurses reported the examination results one by one.

After listening to the report, Zhao Ming reconfirmed the patient's condition and the data on the screen. "Director Lin, all preoperative preparations and equipment inspections are complete. Everything is normal. We can begin the weight loss surgery."

"Let's get started and keep a close eye on the patient." Lin Lin gave the order.

Zhao Ming took a deep breath, picked up the weight loss surgery scalpel, and focused his eyes on the surgical area on the patient.

This time, his movements were more cautious, and each cut was made precisely towards the target fat layer. The moment the scalpel passed through the skin, he could feel the resistance of the tissue, which was the feeling of fighting against the disease.

Damei assisted, controlling the direction of the liposuction catheter to ensure accurate removal of the separated fat tissue. The nurses worked in unison, some cleaning the area around the wound, others keeping a close eye on the vital signs displayed on the instrument.

As the operation progresses, pieces of excess fat are successfully sucked out, and the patient's body contour gradually changes in the desired direction.

But Zhao Ming did not relax at all. He knew that the smoother the situation was, the more vigilant he had to be about possible emergencies.

"The patient's vital signs have dropped slightly, but are still within a safe range," reported the nurse in charge of monitoring.

Zhao Ming frowned slightly, and his movements slowed down. "Increase the oxygen supply and observe carefully."

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