Operation
Fine tweezers of different sizes, toothed scrapers, bone chisels and bone saws, all of these things exceeded Su Yunwei's expectations. She didn't even draw some of them on paper.
She squatted down, picked up the tools and checked them one by one, checking the sharpness of the blades and the flexibility of the joints.
"Hey, what's going on? Can't we just leave it alone so early in the morning?" Jiang opened the door and saw a group of people gathered together, frowning and looking at her. But no one answered her, so she closed the door in frustration.
After a while, Su Yunwei put down the tools in her hand. She looked at Du Xuzhou with a serious expression: "I think I must make things clear to you before the operation begins." At this point, Du Yinyin and Du's mother appeared in her sight. Su Yunwei glanced at them and thought, it's great, everyone is here.
"Performing a craniotomy is the only way I can save the old man. But before I do, I must make it clear to you that I don't have the equipment we have to help me determine whether he has chronic dural hemorrhage. It could also be a cerebral infarction or a brain tumor." Seeing their confused expressions, Su Yunwei didn't need to explain each disease one by one, so she continued, "The human skull is a very delicate and complex place, with so many densely packed nerves. The slightest mistake could lead to irreversible consequences."
"After opening it, you might see blood clots, or maybe... something else. The worst-case scenario..." Su Yunwei paused again, her eyes sweeping across Du's mother's pale face. "There might be heavy bleeding during the operation, and the patient might die immediately. Or the operation might be successful, but the wound will worsen and the fever will persist. Even if everything goes well, there might still be some sequelae, such as difficulty in movement and memory loss."
Su Yunwei looked at the Du family and said word by word: "You... must prepare for the worst."
Su Yunwei had repeated these words hundreds of times, and they had lost all emotion. She only had objectivity and calmness towards the facts. However, to others, including the patients' families, these words were undoubtedly as cold as ice in the snow, making people shiver.
Du's mother's lips kept trembling, tears welled up in her eyes, and Du Yinyin's face was already covered in tears.
"If this craniotomy is not performed, my father will definitely die." Du Xuzhou's Adam's apple rolled, he had to calm down.
Su Yunwei didn't say anything, but looked at him and nodded heavily without hesitation.
"You do it, Doctor Su," Du Xuzhou said. He glanced at Du Yinyin again and then said, "Since my sister believes in you, then I, Du Xuzhou, also believe in you. Whether you die or become disabled, we will not blame you."
Hearing this, Du's mother cried even harder. Du Yinyin quickly wiped away her tears and kept comforting Du's mother.
"Okay." Su Yun nodded heavily. Next, a more severe challenge was waiting for her.
"Prepare a clean and ventilated room. Boil all the white cloths Du Xuzhou brought back in boiling water and let them dry. Then boil plenty of hot water for later use. Fu Changan, come and help me."
"I can help too." Du Xuzhou took the initiative to speak. It was not that he was not confident in Dr. Su's medical skills, but he really wanted to see this craniotomy operation.
"And me, and me!" Fu Mingyue hurriedly raised her hand. She must let Su Yunwei accept her as a student. Maybe if she performed well this time, she would take back her words of not wanting to accept her as a student.
Raising an eyebrow, she thought, "Du Xuzhou and Fu Chang'an are fine, but Fu Mingyue, can she really handle that kind of bloody scene?" Su Yunwei still remembered the moment she followed her teacher into the operating room. The aroma of barbecue filled the room, reaching her head. Her nose, covered by a mask, was filled with the smell of burning. She was also shocked by the bloody scenes on the rows of monitors in front of her. She was trembling with shock.
"Are you sure?"
"I'm absolutely sure!" Fu Mingyue said sincerely. She must be her student.
"Okay," Su Yunwei smiled at her eager look and could only warn her one last thing: "Don't regret it."
Fu Mingyue smiled, looked at Su Yunwei's back as she turned around, and muttered, "I won't regret it, even if you kill me."
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Everything is ready.
In the temporary operating room, Father Du was lying quietly on a wooden board covered with a clean white cloth. Although it was daytime and the room was brightly lit, there were still candles lit all around.
The light here is so bright that even the strands of hair floating in the air are clearly visible.
Under Su Yunwei's guidance, several people repeatedly washed their hands, all the way down to their elbows. Later, Su Yunwei poured strong alcohol into her hands to disinfect them again. Then, Su Yunwei led the three people into the makeshift operating room. They were all fully equipped, wearing clean white smocks, their heads wrapped in clean cloths, and their mouths and noses covered with surgical masks from Su Yunwei's medicine box.
Du's mother watched from afar, her palms sweating with nervousness, but Jiang stood by and said with a pout, "Old sister, you really believe that little girl has the ability to heal illnesses and save lives."
Du's mother glanced at them, then looked at Jiang, who was standing beside her. "Whether he lives or dies, it's all our old man's fate." After saying this, she burst into tears again. Jiang rolled her eyes in her heart, wondering why she was still making such a fuss when he was almost dead.
Fu Li brought over two stools and pulled the anxious Du Yinyin over to sit down. He then sat down beside her. "Although Doctor Su told us to guard the door, we don't have to stand. Madam, it's the same if you sit down and guard."
Du Yinyin glanced at Fu Li beside her and smiled gratefully.
"If my dear wife collapses from exhaustion, I will be sad and upset." Fu Li looked at Du Yinyin tenderly. If it weren't for her old-fashioned father who was worried about her, Fu Li would never set foot in the Du family's doorstep.
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Su Yunwei stood in front of Mr. Du's bed, turned her head to look at Fu Mingyue behind her, and thought for a while: "Mingyue, bring the candlelight to my side so that I can perform the operation later." She knew why Fu Mingyue wanted to come in and participate in the operation. She probably wanted to prove herself.
Well, then... give her a chance to prove herself.
After hearing this, Fu Mingyue picked up the candle beside her and walked to Su Yunwei without hesitation.
"Well, you'll hold the lamp like this later," Su Yunwei said, guiding her on what to do. "Remember, no matter what you see, you must not retreat at the last minute. You, as an assistant, are extremely important."
Fu Mingyue looked at Su Yunwei's piercing eyes and nodded solemnly. Her fingers gripping the candle handle unconsciously exerted force. In her mind, she repeatedly reminded herself that she must not let Su Yunwei look down on her.
The lighting issue was resolved, and Su Yunwei took the anesthetic she had prepared long ago and quickly anesthetized Father Du. Du Xuzhou looked at this unusual technique and blurted out, "What is this for?"
"Anesthesia." Su Yunwei didn't want to explain too much, and then picked up the blade and shaved Du's father's hair.
After a while, Father Du's head was shaved. Su Yun sighed softly, looking at the hair scattered on the ground. He should have shaved it earlier. "Du Xuzhou, please clean up these scattered hairs."
Du Xuzhou glanced at Su Yunwei and nodded in response.
After the hair on the bed was cleaned up, Su Yunwei turned his head and glanced at Fu Changan, "Fu Changan, give me the pliers."
Hearing this, Fu Changan glanced at the table in front of him. There were a dazzling array of weapons. At this moment, he really didn't know where to start. If he was asked to choose a weapon, he would definitely choose it immediately, but now...
Su Yunwei paused for a moment, as if she understood Fu Changan's uneasiness, and then she said, "The third instrument on your left hand is the pliers."
Fu Changan felt relieved and was about to take them when she said, "From now on, these instruments, gauze, and anything else needed for Du Xuzhou's father's head, only Fu Changan and I can use and take them." Su Yunwei glanced at the frowning Du Xuzhou and the bewildered Fu Mingyue, "You two must not touch them."
The two of them quickly agreed. Su Yunwei felt relieved, and Fu Changan also stretched out his gloved hand, clumsily picked up the pliers and handed it to Su Yunwei. Su Yunwei glanced at him, she didn't expect Fu Changan, who was always so confident in everything, to have such an embarrassing side.
Su Yunwei took the forceps, picked up a piece of gauze, and looked up at Du Xuzhou: "Open the bottle of iodine and pour it on your father's head. Remember, stand further away and stretch your arms out further."
Du Xuzhou nodded as if he understood, picked up the bottle of liquid on the table that he had never seen before, turned it skillfully and opened it.
He stood far away, but stretched out his hand, carefully pouring iodine on Mr. Du's head. Su Yunwei waited for a moment, "Okay. It's done."
Su Yunwei held the gauze and wiped Du's father's head carefully, not missing any corner. Then, she picked up a prepared towel and spread it on Du's father's head, leaving only a part that needed to be cut.
"The fourth instrument on the left." Su Yunwei stretched out her hand without even looking up, and Fu Changan immediately handed her the instrument she mentioned. She took the sharp knife and glanced at Mr. Du, who was lying on the cloth, dying. Her eyes instantly calmed down, and all personal emotions were eliminated. Recalling past experiences, Su Yunwei calmed down and stared closely at Mr. Du's head, her palms slightly sweating under her gloves.
In fact, she was not very sure. Without X-rays and CT scans, even if there was blood stasis, she could not determine the location of the blood stasis.
She glanced at Du Xuzhou, tightened her grip on the blade, closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and when she opened her eyes again, she was already clear-headed.
She aimed the blade at the exposed scalp and brought it down steadily, slicing through it. A trickle of red blood immediately oozed out.
Fu Mingyue held the candle and saw it most clearly. When the knife cut her scalp and the blood flowed out, she trembled with pain all over.
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