"Our hospital does not have a specialized hand and foot surgery department. Director Wang's amputation needs to be sutured with a high-power microscope. If he wants to save his hand, he must be transferred to another hospital immediately."

The judgment of the director of orthopedics was like a brush in the hands of the Judge of Death, which drew a heavy stroke on Wang Jingang's hand.

"Transfer to another hospital? How can you transfer? It's easy for you to say. With Lao Wang's current condition, who can guarantee his safety on the road?"

Xia Tao was instantly annoyed when he heard the suggestion of the director of orthopedics.

In the hospital, he and Lao Wang have the best relationship. They are used to quarreling, but when it comes to things, they are never ambiguous.

Wang Jingang is still in emergency surgery at this moment, and his blood pressure is terribly low.

He is using pressor drugs and wearing a ventilator to barely maintain his vital signs.

In this state, let alone transfer, even a slight move may cause problems.

"Director Xia, I know you are anxious, but I can't do anything. In this case, if you don't transfer to another hospital, you can only amputate. There is no other way."

"Amputation?! Try to say it again." Xia Tao completely ignored his image as a director at this moment. When he heard about amputation, his tone of voice rose eight degrees.

"Don't be angry with me. I don't want to see this situation either."

The director of the orthopedics department knew that Xia Tao was emotionally unstable now, so he didn't argue with him, but he felt helpless.

He knew the situation of the orthopedics department of the hospital better than anyone else. Usually, it was okay to apply plaster and do a small joint operation.

Not to mention the replantation of a broken palm, even a knee replacement surgery took a lot of effort.

The development of the department was completely incomparable to the central hospital in the west, so he suggested transferring to another hospital, not to shirk responsibility, but because he was really powerless.

At this moment, Xiao Chenguang, who had been silent all the time, suddenly spoke.

"Call the general surgery department and ask someone to bring the black box in my duty room."

As soon as these words came out, the quarrels on the scene disappeared instantly.

Everyone looked at Xiao Chenguang at the same time.

At this moment, Xiao Chenguang had completed the half-liver suture. His eyes were red, and he was holding a suction device in his hand to clean the blood in the abdominal cavity.

"Has the abdominal cavity been processed?"

Xia Tao was stunned and looked at the time. It had only been ten minutes since the operation began, and a suture operation that was supposed to take one or two hours was completed.

He knew that Xiao Chenguang's sutures had always been strong, but today's state was still beyond Xia Tao's expectations.

Xiao Chenguang did not speak, but looked at Lin Gaoyang who was in the first assistant position.

"You prepare to disinfect the director's arm, and when the equipment arrives, you assist me in suture."

"Okay."

Lin Gaoyang did not hesitate at all. No matter what Xiao Chenguang asked him to do, he would execute it unconditionally.

Seeing Xiao Chenguang preparing for the reconstruction of the broken palm, the expression of the director of the orthopedics department changed.

"For a ruptured wound, in addition to suturing blood vessels, tendons and nerves must also be reconstructed, which cannot be accomplished by suturing quickly."

"Don't rush for success!"

Too impulsive.

The director of orthopedics thought that Xiao Chenguang was overwhelmed by Lao Wang's injury.

The consequences of rashly suturing may be even more serious.

If it goes wrong, everything will be lost, and there will be no chance to start over.

He couldn't help but chatter, but a cold voice came to him.

"You come?"

Xiao Chenguang finally raised his head and looked at the director of orthopedics.

Silence, deathly silence.

The director of orthopedics, who was still chattering, seemed to be suddenly strangled by an invisible hand.

No sound was made for a long time.

After the disinfection was completed, the black box was sent over at full speed.

In addition, the staff of the blood transfusion department and the nurses brought the newly transformed red blood cells together.

The blood transfusion device was replaced and blood was quickly transfused. The blood pressure on the monitor began to rise.

"Director Xiao, Director Wang Jingang's systolic blood pressure has risen to 90mmHg."

The anesthesia who had been pushing pressor drugs into the body finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this scene.

As long as the lost blood can be replenished in time, at least Director Wang's life will be saved.

But the reconstruction of the palm is still not optimistic from the anesthesia point of view.

First, there is a lack of instruments and equipment, and second, there is no relevant experience. If it is carried out forcibly, it will really be like what the director of orthopedics said, the gain will outweigh the loss.

"Boss, shall we start?"

Lin Gaoyang didn't care about anyone's opinion at this moment, he only listened to Xiao Chenguang.

"Start."

Xiao Chenguang took off the bloody sterile gloves and replaced them again. The suture of the nerves and blood vessels in the hand is an extremely precise operation. He does not allow any of his steps to have problems.

The shorter the palm replantation time, the better, which can guarantee the tissue activity to the greatest extent.

"Gong Liang, open the box and help me take the instrument."

"Okay."

At this moment, there was no need for the second assistant. Gong Liang took off his gloves, stepped down and opened the black box.

A head-mounted medical surgical magnifier was presented to the crowd.

"Xiao Xiao, where did you get this thing?"

"Yes, how do you have this thing?!"

The people who were consulting on the stage were basically the surgical directors of various departments, and they were not unfamiliar with the things in the black box.

This is the latest SeeClear surgical magnifier, which is easy to wear, adjustable, and has many magnifications, but it is also expensive and cannot be bought even if you want to.

The one who reacted most violently was the director of orthopedics who was speechless just now after being confronted by Xiao Chenguang.

His eyes were full of shock, and he looked at the surgical magnifier on Xiao Chenguang's head in disbelief.

No wonder he dared to suture on the spot, it turned out that there was such a valuable device to assist.

However, no matter how good the head-mounted surgical magnifier is, it can only suture tiny blood vessels. For things like nerve suture, it still needs the help of more precise high-power microscopes.

The director of orthopedics thought about it and didn't say anything, because Xiao Chenguang was much better than him now.

If he said something wrong, he was afraid of being slapped in the face again.

"Gao Yang, use the toothless forceps to help me fix the tendon."

After adjusting the interpupillary distance, Xiao Chenguang's vision was several times clearer with the help of the multi-power mirror than when he sutured the hepatic artery.

"4-0 needle with thread, tissue scissors."

Xiao Chenguang trimmed the stump of the tendon and used the Kessler suture method commonly used in later generations to suture and fix the tendon.

The whole process was extremely easy and pleasing to the eyes. Even the directors in the audience found it incredible.

Xiao Chenguang, wearing a surgical magnifying glass, was like a tiger with wings, giving people an unstoppable feeling.

"Boss, you are awesome!"

Lin Gaoyang's eyes were burning. The tendon suture, which was more difficult than arterial suture, was crushed by Xiao Chenguang as if he was walking on flat ground.

"Xiao Xiao, come on!"

When Xia Tao saw Lao Wang's hand and had the hope of rehabilitation, he could no longer suppress his excitement.

Even the director of the orthopedics department had an expression of disbelief, and even secretly thanked himself for not speaking out just now, otherwise he would have been slapped in the face again.

Xiao Chenguang quickly sutured the tendon, and after checking the ductility, he turned his attention to the more difficult tiny blood vessels.

"9-0 Aixiliang suture, heparin saline to rinse the blood vessel ends."

Medical students know that the larger the suture number, the thinner the needle and thread.

When the instrument nurse handed the 9-0 suture to Xiao Chenguang, he clearly found that the control and accuracy of his hands were not as good as before.

Although he knew what to do next, he always felt that his hands could not keep up with his brain.

This made Xiao Chenguang's suture speed begin to slow down.