Chapter 388

"All done? All four operations are done?"

In just a few seconds, Kang Dashu's expression changed from anger to surprise, and then to questioning.

He didn't believe what the nurse said, just as he didn't believe that the other party had completed four operations.

"Yes, it's done."

The faint response made Kang Dashu's expression extremely wonderful.

Puzzled, confused, and finally only deeply shocked.

In the time it took him to complete one operation, the Second Hospital of the Provincial Capital performed four operations in a row.

The most important thing is that this demonstration operation was performed by Kang Dashu first, and there were no two operating rooms for the other party to change the operation.

Disinfection, preparation, and anesthesia intubation time, all four operations were completed.

When did the level of lower-level hospitals become so high?

No, I don't believe it!

If their own level is so high, why do they have to come here? What the hell is Ruikang International doing.

"Let's go, don't worry about him."

Xiao Chenguang glanced at Kang Dashu who was still down, and directly asked everyone to push the patient to the ward.

At this time, the cameraman just packed up the equipment and walked out of the operating room.

"You are the person invited by Ruikang. Tell me, how many operations have been performed here?" Kang Dashu saw this and immediately stopped him.

Compared with the group of people in the lower-level hospital, he trusted the cameraman who recorded the whole process more at this moment.

"Four."

The cameraman rubbed his sore shoulders, but he was very happy in his heart.

Although he couldn't understand the operation process, he liked the atmosphere in the operating room very much. The work was easy, and the operations were one after another, which was very smooth.

He could get off work before the afternoon shift was over. This was a completely different feeling from the previous announcement that he would be filmed until the evening.

It's really done... Kang Dashu was completely confused when he heard the reply.

In less than five hours, four operations were performed in a row, and most of the time was wasted on preoperative preparations.

The time for actual operation will be even less.

Three hours?

It is estimated that there will be only two hours for the chief surgeon to operate.

Two hours, four operations, what does that mean? If the other party could really finish it, it would have been recorded in the history of liver resection.

It even created history.

"Professor Kang, if you think there is a problem, you can go to Ruikang. I will give them the DV tapes here after I finish it. It has a playback function."

The equipment carried by the cameraman is actually quite heavy. Now seeing Professor Kang blocking the door and not letting him go, he is a little anxious.

It's almost time to get off work, and there is even time to have afternoon tea. How can Kang Dashu ruin his mood here?

"Professor Kang, if you don't believe it, you can go to the ward and take a look. I remember that patients who have completed the operation should go back to the ward to rest first, right?"

The person in charge is confused, but the bystander is clear. Even the cameraman who is not from the hospital understands this simple and easy-to-understand truth. It seems that Kang Dashu in front of him is indeed a little confused.

"I am so stupid..."

Kang Dashu cursed and immediately ran to the minimally invasive surgery ward.

He didn't even have time to change his clothes.

Just one look and you will know exactly what is going on with the patient. It just so happens that Hua Shuo, who was in charge of the finishing work for this operation, has just pushed the patient out.

Hua Shuo, who had a headache at the moment, was scolded for the entire operation. He thought he could relax, but suddenly saw Kang Dashu walking towards him.

He shuddered in his heart.

What is he doing?

Wasn't he already preparing for the next operation? He saw that he could escape from the sea of ​​suffering, but why did Kang Dashu turn back?

Did I do something wrong, or did I step out of the operating room with my right foot and touch Kang Dashu's eyes?

For a moment, Hua Shuo thought a lot, but heard Kang Dashu's anxious voice.

"Why did you come out so late? Hurry up, I'll go back to the ward with you."

"Professor Kang, are you going back with us?"

When Hua Shuo heard this, he was stunned and blurted out: "Has the operation in the next room been cancelled?"

"No, it's all done."

"!!!"

At this moment, Kang Dashu's mind was full of the patients in the audience, and he didn't pay attention to Hua Shuo's expression next to him.

He couldn't wait and wanted to run to the minimally invasive surgery department immediately, but he came in a hurry today and was taken directly to the operating room by the staff.

So he didn't know where the minimally invasive surgery department was.

There was no conversation along the way. Looking at Kang Dashu with a dull expression, Hua Shuo didn't dare to say it out loud even if he had thousands of doubts in his heart.

Finally arriving at the ward, Kang Dashu's appearance immediately ignited the whole audience.

"Professor Kang, you are here. Oh my god, I finally see a living person. Thank you for coming all the way from the capital to perform surgery on my son Hongyun. You are a great benefactor to our family."

"Yes, Professor Kang, you look much better in person than on the brochure. We were originally worried about how long the surgery would take, but we didn't expect you to leave the stage in more than an hour. Professors from the capital are really good. The surgery is awesome."

"That's right. You are simply a living Bodhisattva who saves the suffering. When I first found out about this disease, I felt like the sky was falling. Thanks to your surgery, we saw hope."

"..."

Kang Dashu was surrounded by enthusiastic family members.

The words of praise, praise, and gratitude from the patient's family should have been the highest courtesy for the surgeon.

But this surgery was not performed by him. Faced with such praise, Kang Dashu felt more and more guilty.

"I... I'll go and see... the patient first." Kang Dashu, who had been nagging people countless times, became a stutterer at this moment.

The glimmer of luck in his heart was gone.

It seemed that the operation was indeed completed, but he was still full of doubts. After all, laparoscopy is not as good as traditional open surgery. Can it be done so quickly?

Kang Dashu squeezed out of the crowd and did not admit that he did the operation. This made the family members confused.

It was such a great operation, why did Professor Kang feel like fleeing in a hurry?

When he walked into the ward, Kang Dashu's operation happened to be on the bed, and the dissatisfied voice came out again.

"Be gentle, you just finished the operation, and there are so many drainage tubes on your body. What if you get touched?!"

"Why don't you connect the ECG monitor? The equipment is not good, and even the level of the ward is not good!"

In the operation he performed, the patient was full of tubes, two drainage tubes for the liver section, one for each of the left and right abdominal cavities, and even for fear of missing the pancreas and bile, two pancreatic drainage tubes and gallbladder drainage tubes were installed.

In addition, there was a stomach tube and a urinary catheter. The patient's tubes were densely packed, occupying the entire abdomen. A lot of bloody fluid was coming out of each drainage bag at this time, which was really scary.

"I'll go get it."

The nurse in the ward didn't expect that this patient would have so many tubes. You know, the patients who came down before were not very lively, but they were definitely not bad.

Why did the situation become complicated when it came to Professor Kang's patient?

After a long time of tossing, even the patient's face turned pale with pain, and he kept wailing.

The vital signs on the monitor were also unstable, the heart rate was fast, the blood pressure was high, and the drainage tube was still leaking out. He was infused and given painkillers, which made the patient's family nervous.

Kang Dashu was also in a bad mood at the moment. He gave all kinds of instructions and vented his dissatisfaction. Suddenly, he felt that someone was watching him.

Turning his head, he found that a thin middle-aged woman was sitting alone by the bed in the clinic, staring at this side in a daze.

Kang Dashu's anger burst out again, and he yelled at the busy nurse.

"How do you manage the ward? We are rescuing people here, and the family members of the bed are watching the excitement. Let her go out!"

The nurse who was annoyed didn't care where the professor came from, and immediately retorted.

"What do you mean go out? She is the patient in that bed. She just had a liver resection today."

"What?!"

Kang Dashu's eyes trembled, and he focused his eyes on the short female patient again in disbelief.

The hospital gown and hospitalization wristband meant that she was indeed a patient in the ward.

At this moment, there were only five patients in the minimally invasive surgery department, all of whom were hospitalized for today's demonstration surgery.

"There is no drainage on her body, not even a gastric tube. It's been so long since the operation, and she can actually sit by the bed. This is too... incredible!"

This thing that hasn't happened for many years made Kang Dashu look shocked. This kind of thing beyond cognition has gradually destroyed his inner defenses.

At this time, the female patient spoke very considerately.

"You guys are busy, I'm going to leave."

After saying that, the female patient propped herself up, put her feet on the ground, and walked out of the ward in her slippers.

"..."

With the crisp sound of the door closing, Kang Dashu in the room was stunned.