Now, when his gaze swept over Lin Lin and others, there was a hint of clarity in his originally chaotic and confused eyes. He could accurately distinguish the steady figure of Zhao Ming, the resolute face of Dean Lin Lin, and the gentle face of the nurse who took care of him every day.
This subtle change, like a ray of light in the darkness, gave the medical team a glimmer of hope under heavy pressure.
But at the same time, the situation inside the protective cover is becoming more and more worrying.
As if given the signal to grow unchecked, the moss spread wildly within the limited space, clumps and clusters intertwining and squeezing each other. The protective shield was now on the verge of breaking under the ever-expanding moss, and the overflowing moss was tightly compressed, presenting a shocking sight.
It was because of this that Mr. Moss had to undergo surgery.
Although Lin Lin initially strongly advocated for immediate surgery, the disease was extremely rare and there had been almost no similar cases before. The hospital had very little knowledge about it, and the surgical plan was difficult to formulate. Every detail needed to be repeatedly considered and discussed, and the operation had to be postponed again and again.
Until the energy of the protective shield used to maintain Mr. Moss's physical condition was about to be exhausted and reached the limit, the operation could no longer be postponed.
"Buzz...buzz...buzz..." Lin Lin's phone on her desk vibrated rapidly. She frowned slightly, put down the medical records she was carefully reviewing, and with a slender, white finger, she tapped the screen, connecting the call.
"Sister Lin Lin, the patient will be sent to the operating room soon, please come up quickly!" Nan Sheng's crisp and slightly anxious voice came clearly through the receiver.
Lin Lin's expression froze, and he replied calmly, "Well... I'll be right there. Is this the special treatment room we booked earlier?"
"Yes, everything has been arranged there, and we asked Bubble and the others to clean it in advance."
"Everything is ready according to your previous requirements. We are just waiting for you to come. Let's strive to ensure that the operation goes smoothly..." Nan Sheng quickly reported on the preparations of the operating room, with a hint of nervousness and anticipation in his words.
Lin Lin stood up and straightened his white coat as he said, "Okay, I'll take the elevator up right away."
"Have the anesthesiologist double-check the anesthesia plan to ensure it's foolproof."
"Also, all surgical instruments need to be checked again, especially those special instruments prepared specifically for this operation." After saying that, she walked out of the office with firm steps and walked quickly towards the operating room.
In the corridor, her figure appeared particularly focused and stern, and she prayed silently in her heart that this operation could be a key step in conquering this rare disease, bringing hope of life to Mr. Moss, and at the same time accumulating valuable experience for the hospital in dealing with such difficult diseases.
Lin Lin hurried to the special treatment room, where the nurses at the door were busy making final preparations.
She changed into surgical gown, walked into the operating room, and looked at the operating table with a determined look.
At this time, Mr. Moss was placed on the stage, surrounded by various monitoring instruments. The instruments made a slight buzzing sound, and various data representing his vital signs flashed on the screen.
The anesthesiologist said softly, "Director Lin, the anesthesia is ready, you can start."
Lin Lin nodded slightly, indicating that anesthesia induction could be performed.
As the drug slowly infused, Mr. Moss gradually fell into a deep sleep. It was only then that the protective shield on his head was removed.
The moment the protective cover separated from the scalp, some moss fragments on the head fell down like snow, flashing a strange glow under the light of the operating table, bringing an indescribable sense of weirdness.
This time, the cleaning slime that was captured to serve as a soldier rolled forward quickly. Its jelly-like body began to absorb the moss debris scattered around. The inside of its body surged slightly, slowly digesting and decomposing the debris. After a while, the area around the operating table was cleaned up, leaving only a damp mark to indicate the "mess" just now.
Nan Sheng, who was standing by, quickly took two pictures with her camera. The shutter sound was particularly crisp in the quiet operating room. She focused her eyes, making sure to capture every key detail.
Then he went forward with tweezers and extracted some fallen tissue, carefully placing it in a special sample container.
Lin Lin picked up the scalpel and paused in the air, as if he was having a final showdown with this rare disease.
Her eyes were firm and calm, and her mind quickly reviewed all the previous research, analysis, and simulated surgical plans for this disease.
Then, she made the first cut with precision, and the operation officially began.
As the scalpel cut along the skin, a slight "hissing" sound was heard, and blood slowly seeped out along the cut.
Lin Lin's expression became more and more solemn. She knew that once she made this move, there would be no turning back. Every subsequent operation would determine Mr. Moss's life or death.
She operated with full concentration, her fingers steady and flexible, as if integrated with the scalpel, and began to gradually explore the root cause of the disease hidden beneath the moss.
In fact, the moss on Mr. Moss's head should not be cut directly in this way, but after comprehensively considering all feasible options and the factors of crazy growth after protecting the moss, Lin Lin had no choice but to choose this most direct but extremely risky method.
The conservative treatments previously attempted, whether drug suppression or forceful drainage, have failed to curb the rampant growth of lichen and its tendency to invade the brain.
If he continues to hesitate, Moss is very likely to break through the key nerve defense line in a short period of time, directly causing Mr. Moss to fall into a deep coma or even brain death.
Every medical staff member standing by the operating table or in the observation room knew very well how difficult this operation was.
The intricate, maze-like diseased tissue and the unprecedented symptoms were like an insurmountable mountain standing before us.
However, they were fully aware of the mission and responsibility they shouldered, and could only place their last hope unreservedly on Lin Lin and the surgical team to face this challenge.
On the operating table, Lin Lin's eyes were firm and focused, as if everything around her had ceased to exist and only she and the patient remained in the world.
When the scalp covered with moss was slowly peeled off, Lin Lin could clearly see the moss roots deeply rooted in the scalp tissue.
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