Chapter 192

"Xiao Chenguang, does he still know neurosurgery?"

Director Xing frowned slightly after hearing the explanation.

Although Xiao Chenguang is rumored in the hospital to be a miraculous person, just like the black monkey who can change seventy-two times, minimally invasive, surgical, rescue, and new technologies are emerging one after another.

But it is great, but it has nothing to do with their neurosurgery.

After all, minimally invasive brain surgery is almost impossible, and most require major incisions.

The scalp is incised, the skull is drilled, the meninges are separated, and the bleeding site and necrotic brain tissue are drained and cleaned.

Each step requires expert anatomy knowledge and skillful operation.

The most important thing is to have a steady hand.

Their neurosurgery skills cannot be developed by just picking up anything.

Like using a drill to peel off a raw eggshell and retain the endometrium, only their neurosurgery can do it.

How can ordinary surgeons have this ability?

At this moment, the doctor said with some embarrassment: "Director, actually this patient's head was not shaved by me, but by Director Xiao."

The doctor's idea at this time is actually very simple. Since he doesn't want to take the blame for being scolded, he won't accept the praise for shaving his head.

Just focus on the truth.

"Xiao Chenguang shaved his head so well?"

The doctor's words surprised Xing Tian.

Could it be that Xiao Chenguang really knows brain surgery?

He looked back at the patient's scalp and discovered the details hidden in it.

As long as the area painted with the marker, you can obviously feel that the scalp is brighter.

This is an early intervention to facilitate the craniotomy during the operation.

But this requires a thorough understanding of every step in the surgical process.

Doctors who have performed hundreds of brain surgeries usually develop this habit gradually.

Xing Tian knows it, there is nothing to question.

But how could Xiao Chenguang do it?

No wonder he was puzzled just now, feeling that the doctor next to him suddenly seemed like a different person.

Not only has my hand become more stable, but my technique has also improved a lot.

Now it seems that all this is related to Xiao Chenguang.

Seeing Director Xing studying the patient's scalp non-stop, the operating room was quiet except for the beeping sound coming from the monitor.

This made the doctor on the side feel a little guilty.

"Director, I was also confused about this mark at the time. It was obviously calculated according to the most standard formula, but Director Xiao insisted on letting me move the puncture point 1cm outward. I don't know why he did this."

The doctor had watched Xiao Chenguang's documentary before, and some of the clips were still fresh in his memory.

Especially in the documentary about the serious car accident injury, Xiao Chenguang's continuous chest puncture and drainage procedures were impressive.

But no matter how good he is at puncture and drainage, brain puncture is a completely different field.

This requires calculating the amount of cerebral hemorrhage based on the cross-sectional millimeters and length and width range of the CT films, so as to select the appropriate puncture point.

However, just as he was muttering, Director Xing's voice rang out.

"Itinerary, bring the film over and let me take a look at it again."

"Okay, Director."

Xingyou was stunned for a moment, but quickly realized what he was doing, took off the film from the film lamp, and placed it in front of Xing Tian.

The latter looked at it for a while, then focused his eyes on the black spot again, and paused for a long time.

"How long has it been since the patient got sick?"

An inexplicable question made Doctor Shenwai look stunned.

"It's been almost an hour, Director, what's wrong?"

"That's right!"

Although Xing Tian already had the answer in his heart, his entire expression changed when the doctor said the one-hour time limit.

"???" Everyone in the operating room said.

Everyone looked at Xing Tian in confusion.

What's right, what's wrong.

Did Director Xing suddenly think of something, or was he planning to make something mysterious again before the operation?

They all know that Director Xing is a bit of a believer in fate, so he will do some slightly abnormal behavior before the operation.

Seeing their puzzled looks, Xing Tian shook his head slightly.

It was normal for them not to understand. Now that I think about it, Xiao Chenguang does have two skills.

No wonder the hospital leaders are very fond of him. Now even Xing Tian himself wants to find an opportunity to have a good chat with Xiao Chenguang after he steps down.

"In a moment, we will perform ventricular puncture and drainage according to this positioning."

Xing Tian pointed at the black spot left by Xiao Chenguang and said to the doctor on the side.

"ah?"

Hearing this, Doctor Shenwai was confused.

Just now, he had always felt that Director Xing would directly erase Xiao Chenguang's request to mark it.

Why now, the mark he made is used as the puncture point.

"Director Xing, is there something wrong with my mark?"

"No."

"Then why..."

The doctor did not dare to question Director Xing's decision in person.

But he still wanted to know that the signs were clearly made according to standards and there were no mistakes.

But why can't it be used?

"In this film, the puncture should indeed be done on the mark you made, but the patient's bleeding volume changes all the time. If another film is taken at this time, do you think the puncture position needs to be adjusted?"

Xing Tian briefly mentioned a few words. He knew that as a neurosurgery doctor, if he didn't even have this intelligence, he might as well change his career as soon as possible.

"So that's it."

After some reminders, the doctor suddenly realized that he finally understood the meaning behind Xiao Chenguang's seemingly casual finger.

"Prepare for the operation. When you get off the stage, go and thank Xiao Chenguang. Do you understand?"

Learning never ends. Even Xing Tian was shocked by Xiao Chenguang's move.

At this moment, Xiao Chenguang, the main person, had hurried to the administrative building.

Because of the rescue just now, he was delayed for some time. He looked at the clock hanging in the middle of the hall. The time had come to 5:20 in the afternoon.

The entire administrative building was empty. Except for the security guard at the door, the offices in the corridor on the first floor had been locked.

"It seems that I am still late."

Although there are still ten minutes before the end of get off work, Xiao Chenguang knows the difference between the clinical frontline and administrative logistics.

At this point, as long as the work is done, the colleagues in administrative logistics can leave work early.

But not in the clinic.

Not only can they not leave work early, but it is also normal to work overtime frequently because of the changes in the patient's condition.

Different types of work and different responsibilities, Xiao Chenguang is not easy to evaluate.

But judging from the development of most hospitals in the future, everyone is trying their best to get into the administrative and logistics department, and some clues can still be seen.

The Personnel Department is on the fourth floor of the administrative building, and Xiao Chenguang still plans to try to find it.

After all, since I'm here, I have to go there before I give up.

Following the stairs, I came to the fourth floor, and there were some colleagues who had just finished their work and left work.

After a simple greeting, I walked along the corridor on the fourth floor to the end, and saw the office marked with the Personnel Department, and the door was still open.

"I'm really lucky."

Xiao Chenguang pushed the door open with a smile, but was shocked by the scene inside.