"Director Zhu, you are so good." The nurse of the tour was not sure what happened and was still praising him later.

Few people drive on the operating table when the chief director is in operation, but they flatter. The preferences of all chief directors are different and they are quite majestic. Flattering is the best choice.

Zhu Jun seemed not to hear this praise. He clamped the lung lobes with long pliers and searched carefully up, down, left and right.

The small lung nodule is inside the lungs, only about half a centimeter in size, and there is no trace to be found from the outside. Usually, the lung lobes are cut directly, and there are very few opportunities to touch them with your hands. Zhu Jun becomes more and more confused the more he looks.

Seeing someone performs surgery is completely different from having it by himself. At this time, Zhu Jun was like a young doctor who had just been placed on an appendectomy by the director, with cold hands and feet and at a loss.

Lu Tiancheng, who was on the platform, was also a little confused. He found that he could not find the location of the lung nodule.

But why did Chen Houkun's surgery be so smooth? According to the surgical video, it should be the straight-line cutting stapler, and then the operation is completed with two shots.

But where is the lung nodule?!

Anyone who has undergone surgery understands one truth: others may not be able to do the surgery smoothly after they come on stage.

This was when I was once someone else, and the surgery was always envied by people. Now... whether it was Zhu Jun or Lu Tian, ​​Chengdu, was staring at the TV screen in a daze, constantly flipping the lung lobes to find the small lung nodules.

About 3 minutes later, Zhu Jun said in a deep voice, "Gun."

The instrument nurse didn't know what was happening on the operating table, so she quickly handed over the straight cutting stapler.

Lu Tiancheng dared not speak. At this time, questioning the director was equivalent to provoking, and he was not that stupid. Moreover, in Lu Tiancheng's heart, the director must have found the location of the lung nodule... hopefully.

Kick, one shot, two shots, and the cut lung leaves were put in a bag and pulled out.

Zhu Jun did not communicate with Lu Tiancheng, but held his hands flat before the journey, turned around and went back to back with Lu Tiancheng, and then went to the instrument table.

"Knife." Zhu Jun tried his best to say in a calm tone, concealing his panic.

He has rich experience and has heard or experienced all kinds of bad things in medical care. Now Zhu Jun finally understands that the difficulty of thoracoscopic surgery for small lung nodules lies in positioning.

Zhu Jun was praying with the gods and Buddhas in the sky, and he must cut off the small lung nodules at one time.

The instrument nurse installed the blade on the handle, and Zhu Jun had already touched the wedge-cut lung lobes at this time.

There is no problem, the small nodule should not be cut off!

This is a big deal. Could it be that the lung nodules were really not cut off? Zhu Jun felt cold in his heart.

He found a suspected position and carefully cut it with a knife.

At this moment, Director Zhu Jun is no longer the chief director of thoracic surgery, but has transformed into a technician in the pathology department, and is frozen during the cutting and preparing for surgery.

The result disappointed Zhu Jun. The location he most doubted was not a small lung nodule.

Then keep looking!

You have to find it even if you dig three feet into the ground!

Zhu Jun knew very well that one is one, two is two on the operating table, and there was no ambiguity in the middle.

If I escape, although it is okay now, everything is certain after getting off the operating table. The patient had a CT scan after the operation and saw that the small nodule was still there. How should he explain to the patient and the patient's family?

Gradually, everyone else understood what Zhu Jun was doing.

The operation is very simple, but... Director Zhu doesn't seem to have removed the small lung nodule!

I'll go... the anesthesiologist's eyes were staring like copper bells, and the surgery was slapped?! How could such a thing happen to Director Zhu!

And some of the lung lobes were cut off, but the small nodules were cut off.

The operating room was silent, with only various machines making high-frequency hissings with slight currents.

Zhu Jun's sterile cap was wet with sweat. He cut it down with one knife and a knife. The "specimen" was gone without the "specimen" and was cut into pieces, but he still couldn't find the small lung nodule.

"Wipe the sweat." Zhu Jun turned his head.

If it is normal, the stingy nurse will make a few sarcastic words; if it is changed to another director, the nurse will make a few sensational words.

But what happened in front of her was a little awkward. She kept silent and quickly wiped Director Zhu's sweat with sterile gauze, and then tied it to Zhu Jun's head with a piece of dry sterile gauze.

The clock in the operating room was ticking and walking without emotion. Zhu Jun was falling into an ice cave. It took him nearly half an hour to give up.

I did not get a small lung nodule.

"Movie." Zhu Jun pretended to be calm and put his hands in his pocket in front of him to watch the film again.

He has watched the film many times. Why can't the small lung nodule about 2m inside the outer edge of the lower middle lobe of the right lung be found? Zhu Jun was scolding the damn thoracoscopy in his heart.

Although the trauma is small, the lungs will be deflated after ventilation on one lung, destroying the previous physiological and anatomical structure. Where can I find the small lung nodules?!

Isn’t this a search for a needle in a haystack?

Although the approximate location must be there, if an accident occurs, such as the situation you are facing now?

After watching the movie for a few minutes, Zhu Jun was still confused and could only bite the bullet and return to the operating table to continue the operation.

Then shoot and remove some of the lung lobes. This is the only thing Zhu Jun can do.

However, there are new problems with the lung lobes that were shot again, and two shots cannot be tightly sewn together. Two stitches must be stitched to avoid postoperative air leakage. Zhu Jun is almost tortured by the surgery.

After cutting off a piece of lung lobe, Zhu Jun went to work as a pathology technician and searched for it bit by bit.

But the damn small lung nodules still did not appear.

Looking for it little by little, Zhu Jun's eyes were already a little blurry, and the lights in the operating room were still lit, so he almost didn't look at it.

He is not very skilled in thoracoscopy, and it is more difficult to cut the lung lobes as if it were "cutting sausages".

But you can't leave the little nodules here.

It is better to open your chest and look at it. There is nothing you can't see. Zhu Jun just tried and encountered difficulties and turned around and prepared to return to his most comfortable area.

It took Zhu Jun a full 3 hours to cut off the small nodule. He looked at the surgery area helplessly and breathed a sigh of relief. Although the operation was twists and turns, he still took it down.

However, Zhu Jun was tired of thoracoscopic wedge removal from the bottom of his heart, so he would not be as worry-free as cutting the lung lobe directly.

And it is just a small nodule. Judging from Zhu Jun's experience, the number of such patients is very small and not worth mentioning at all.

Li Qinghua just found a wrong way and didn't learn well! Zhu Jun was very despised.

It was almost half past 11:00 when the operation came down.

No one expected that a thoracoscopy would take so long.

Zhu Jun secretly decided not to have thoracoscopy in the future. Li Qinghua had a wrong path and could not go astray like him.
Chapter completed!