Looking at the surgical wound that had not yet closed, Zhao Ming frowned. After a moment's silence, he said, "I just carefully examined his brain tissue. Strangely, I didn't find any signs of atrophy. On the contrary, his brain tissue showed some swelling."
"Are you considering making an open incision to relieve intracranial pressure and edema?" Lin Lin asked.
Zhao Ming nodded slightly: "Yes, this is indeed the direction I am thinking about now."
"Decompression may create more space for brain tissue and prevent further compression damage."
"But opening a wound is by no means without risk. Infection is like a sword of Damocles hanging over your head. If you're not careful, subsequent troubles will ensue."
"Furthermore, it is difficult to accurately predict the response of brain tissue after decompression. If overperfusion occurs, it could be counterproductive."
Lin Lin sighed softly, "It's indeed a difficult situation. But if we don't try to reduce the pressure, the brain tissue will continue to swell, and the damage to neurological function will gradually worsen. The patient's subsequent recovery will probably be even more difficult, and he may even be left with serious sequelae."
Zhao Ming gritted his teeth, seemingly determined, and said, "This decompression wound must be opened. Dean Lin, please come and see his edema. Without a decompression wound, relying solely on medication will not be able to curb the swelling in time. The brain tissue will continue to be severely compressed, and irreversible nerve damage will soon occur."
"We cannot watch the patient go into a more dangerous situation. Although surgery has risks, it is the most feasible way to save his vital functions and neurological function at the moment."
"Time is of the essence and we cannot afford any further delay. We must prepare for the surgery as quickly as possible and take comprehensive protective measures to deal with possible post-operative infections and other issues."
Lin Lin was about to walk around behind Zhao Ming to observe the current condition of his brain tissue when his legs went weak and he almost fell down.
Fortunately, Li Xiu reached out and pulled her in time to avoid contaminating the operating area.
Lin Lin took a few breaths with lingering fear, her face slightly pale. She calmed herself down and said, "Maybe I've been standing for too long, and I have a little low blood sugar. I'll be fine after a while."
Li Xiu said in a concerned voice, "Dean Lin, you should go out and rest for a while. We are watching here."
Lin Lin shook her head and said, "The operation has reached a critical moment, how can I leave?" After that, she adjusted her state and continued to walk towards Zhao Ming.
Standing behind Zhao Mingsheng, she forced herself to examine the swelling in his brain carefully and said, "It looks really serious. We can only do the decompression wound as you said. We must be fully prepared and not make any mistakes."
Zhao Ming nodded solemnly, "I will perform the surgery myself and try to minimize the incision, reduce the area of trauma, and lower the risk of infection."
"Dean Lin, please go to the observation room and rest for a while. There are cameras there, so if anything happens, you can be informed in time."
While the two were talking, Li Xiu changed into a new set of surgical gown and walked over.
Li Xiu said softly, "Doctor Zhao, I'm ready and can cooperate with you at any time."
"Director Lin, you should follow Dr. Zhao's advice and get some rest. We're here for you, don't worry."
Lin Lin looked at them, wanting to say something but stopping himself. Finally, he nodded, turned around and slowly walked out of the operating room.
She was fully aware that her current condition might pose a risk to the operation, and she was still able to monitor the progress of the operation and provide remote assistance in the observation room.
Zhao Ming and Li Xiu looked at each other, and understood each other. They refocused their attention on the operating table.
Zhao Ming adjusted his breathing, steadied his hands, picked up the scalpel again, and continued the operation with a more steady and precise technique.
The atmosphere in the operating room became increasingly tense, and the sound of instruments colliding seemed to be infinitely amplified.
He slowly and precisely cut open the connected tissues, pouring all his energy and experience into every movement. Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, but he didn't dare to distract himself to wipe them away.
Li Xiu stared at the monitoring equipment, not daring to blink, while at the same time paying attention to Zhao Ming's operating steps, ready to hand over the necessary equipment at any time.
"The blood pressure is currently stable, but the heart rate is showing a slight upward trend." He reported the situation in a low voice.
Zhao Ming nodded slightly and continued to go deeper, finally reaching the swollen brain tissue. He carefully cleaned the surrounding fluid, trying to open a path for the brain tissue.
"Pressure relief channel."
"Attractor, increase the power a little more."
He said calmly.
Time passed by minute by minute, and the red light outside the operating room was still glaringly bright, as if telling of the difficulty and length of this operation.
The operation lasted several hours and was finally completed successfully with the high concentration and close cooperation of Zhao Ming and Li Xiu.
Zhao Ming walked out of the operating room tiredly, breathed a long sigh of relief, and silently prayed in his heart that the patient would recover as soon as possible.
At this time, Lin Lin in the observation room was nervous and stared at the broadcast screen intently. It was not until the moment the operation was successful that she felt relieved.
However, the long period of high tension and the original physical discomfort caused her body to reach its limit in an instant.
She was just about to stand up and discuss the operation with Zhao Ming and the others, but suddenly her vision went dark and she fell forward.
The nurse nearby heard the noise and rushed over to check. She found Lin Lin fainted on the ground and quickly called for emergency personnel.
Zhao Ming and Li Xiu rushed over after hearing the news, and saw the unconscious Lin Lin, their faces filled with anxiety and worry.
Li Xiu immediately squatted down and checked Lin Lin's vital signs, while instructing the nurse to prepare relevant first aid equipment and medicines.
Zhao Mingze paced anxiously, feeling extremely regretful and blaming himself for not insisting on letting Lin Lin rest earlier.
After emergency treatment, Lin Lin gradually regained consciousness.
She slowly opened her eyes and smiled weakly when she saw the people gathered around her with concerned faces.
Zhao Ming gently rebuked, "Dean Lin, you don't take care of your body. If something happens to you, what will you do?"
Lin Lin shook his head slightly and said, "As long as the operation is successful, I'll be relieved. This little problem is nothing."
Everyone looked at the stubborn Lin Lin and sighed helplessly, but in their hearts they were full of respect for her dedication and tenacity.
After she calmed down and felt she could get up and walk around, she left the observation room of the special operating room with the help of everyone.
Zhao Ming and Li Xiu continued to stay by the patient's side, closely monitoring his postoperative recovery. Although the battle against the disease has come to a temporary end.
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