Lin Lin let out a long sigh, and the sweat on her forehead slid down her cheeks. She raised her hand and signaled her assistant to wipe the sweat off for her.
But his eyes were still fixed on the surgical site, not daring to slack off in the slightest.
At this time, the operation had been going on for several hours. Her body was a little tired, but her mind was still highly focused.
The assistants also relaxed their tense nerves slightly, but they still held the instruments tightly in their hands. They knew that the operation was not over yet and they still needed to remain vigilant at all times.
Lin Lin continued to clean the remaining moss roots. Her movements became more skillful and precise, and she poured all her effort into every subtle operation.
As time went by, those stubborn moss roots were cleared away bit by bit, and the surgical site gradually showed a clear normal tissue outline.
After carefully checking again to make sure there were no remaining roots, she began to repair the damaged tissue.
In addition to the biological gel that she had applied before, she also used some advanced cell regeneration technologies to stimulate the rapid division and repair of cells in damaged tissues.
Under Lin Lin's careful operation, the damaged tissues slowly recovered, the blood vessels became unblocked again, and the nerve function gradually stabilized.
She nodded with satisfaction and signaled her assistants to prepare to suture the wound.
During the sewing process, Lin Lin's hands were like weaving a precious work of art. The needle and thread moved freely in her hands, and every stitch was just right.
She watched intently as the wound gradually closed, silently praying for the patient's successful recovery.
Finally, the operation was successfully completed.
Lin Lin slowly put down the equipment in his hand, and fatigue instantly surged over his body.
The subsequent finishing and inspection work was handed over to Zhao Ming. After all, Zhao Ming had more experience and unique insights in the delicate operations involving deeper brain tissue. His hands seemed to be endowed with special magic, which enabled him to move accurately among the complex and delicate nerve and blood vessel networks.
Lin Lin had full confidence in him and believed that he would be able to complete the subsequent work without any mistakes like the most rigorous craftsman, and put a perfect end to this difficult operation.
She slowly walked out of the operating room, and was greeted by the admiring gazes and warm applause of her colleagues.
For her, the success of this operation was a double victory of skill and will; for the medical community, it was a major breakthrough in the treatment of rare diseases. It was like a shining beacon, illuminating the way forward for subsequent responses to such diseases and had an indelible milestone significance.
Lin Lin knows very well that the road ahead in medicine is long and that endless challenges are shining like stars ahead.
However, at this moment, she was exhausted both physically and mentally and temporarily put aside her thoughts about the future. She only longed for a moment of peace and rest so that she could quietly accumulate strength for the next desperate battle with the disease and the next sacred mission of saving lives.
Lin Lin walked out of the operating room and slowly squatted down against the wall.
She held her head with both hands and buried her face deep in her arms. The highly tense nerves in the operating room finally relaxed at this moment, and the extreme physical fatigue and huge mental pressure also hit her like a surging tide.
Her back trembled slightly, and she couldn't tell whether it was from the lingering tension or the fear of the thrilling moments during the operation.
At this moment, everything around her seemed to have nothing to do with her. She was immersed in her own world. Only the gradually slowing breathing proved that she was trying to recover from this difficult operation.
After a long time, Lin Lin slowly raised her head. Her hair on her forehead was soaked with sweat, and a few strands of hair stuck to her cheeks. Her eyes showed fatigue and a hint of confusion.
She knew that although the operation was successful, the patient's subsequent recovery was still full of variables. It was like a hanging heart, only tied temporarily, and it was far from time to let go.
At this time, a nurse came over gently, handed her a cup of warm water, and said softly: "Director Lin, you have worked hard."
Lin Lin took the cup of water and thanked him softly. The warm touch from her palm made her feel a little more real.
She sipped the water in small sips, and her thoughts began to slowly return to her mind, recalling every detail of the operation, the scenes of the difficult struggle with the moss roots, and every thrilling moment of accelerated heartbeat, all of which were engraved in her mind like a brand.
She knew very well that the success of this operation was not solely due to her own efforts. The tacit cooperation of her assistants, Zhao Ming's professional handling of the subsequent links, and the countless case discussions and technical research behind the team all laid the foundation for this moment.
This was the result of the joint efforts of the entire medical team, and she just stood in front of the operating table and became the representative of direct confrontation with the disease.
As her strength gradually recovered, Lin Lin stood up. Her steps were still a little unsteady, but her eyes had gradually become firm.
A moment later she was in the observation room next to the special operating room.
A moment later she was in the observation room next to the special operating room.
Through the huge glass wall, she saw the patient lying quietly on the bed, with the tubes of various monitoring instruments wrapped around him like vines. The flashing lights and jumping numbers on the screen were a direct display of the life support at this moment.
The head was covered by a piece of cloth. At this moment, Zhao Ming was concentrating on conducting a deeper inspection behind the cloth.
Lin Lin gently pushed the door open, stepping lightly for fear of disturbing Zhao Ming.
She slowly approached, her eyes falling on Zhao Ming's busy figure, her eyes filled with inquiry and concern.
Zhao Ming seemed to sense someone approaching. He tilted his head slightly and when he saw it was Lin Lin, he nodded gently, indicating that the situation was temporarily stable but still required further observation and treatment.
Lin Lin stood aside, silently watching Zhao Ming skillfully operate various sophisticated instruments, secretly admiring his professional ability.
Zhao Ming said softly, "The condition of the deep brain tissue is better than I expected, but we can't let our guard down. I'll need some time to determine if there are any tiny moss roots left." Lin Lin nodded slightly, understanding. She knew that in treating such a rare condition, any negligence could lead to failure.
Lin Lin walked over to the monitoring equipment and carefully reviewed the changing trends of the various data points. Her eyes were focused and calm, as if she was trying to discern every subtle reaction of the patient's body from the fluctuating numbers. Time passed by, and the only sounds in the observation room were the humming of the equipment and the occasional soft clinking of instruments made by Zhao Ming.
Suddenly, Zhao Ming stopped moving. He straightened up, a look of relief on his face. "Preliminary examination complete, no obvious residual roots found. Now it all depends on the patient's ability to recover."
Lin Lin's tense nerves finally relaxed a little. She breathed a sigh of relief and said, "This is really good news, but postoperative care and observation are still crucial. We need to develop a detailed plan."
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