For a moment, the entire operating room was silent. They were all shocked by Chen Zifei's knife skills. Especially the tall and thin doctor, who almost cried. He just pointed out the position to him. If something happens, no, it's not 10%.
First, if you peel potatoes like this, the probability of something happening is 10,000, and you will definitely not be able to escape.
Chen Zifei had no time to care about the reactions of the people around him. He focused on Nagasawa's heart and chipped away at the necrotic parts bit by bit. He used first aid methods on the battlefield to remove the rotten flesh from the wounds and retain the good ones.
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The scalpel in Chen Zifei's hand was getting faster and faster, and the heartbeats of the tall and thin doctor and others were beating rapidly with the frequency of the scalpel.
Soon the black necrotic parts became less and less, but strangely, not a drop of blood came out.
However, this did not surprise the doctors too much. There was no blood circulation in the necrotic part, and it was normal to not bleed.
As time went by, the black necrotic part of the heart became smaller and smaller, gradually revealing the living heart, but there was still no sign of bleeding. Suddenly, several doctors were a little confused. What was happening and how could it be like this?
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Finally, all the necrotic parts were removed, and the entire heart looked intact, just like a normal human heart.
"A miracle, this is a miracle, all the necrotic parts have been removed without a drop of blood." The tall and thin doctor exclaimed with wide eyes.
Hashimoto opened his mouth and drooled out, "Impossible, this is impossible, how is it possible without bleeding?"
The faces of the doctors at the door changed. Originally, they came to see the fun and wanted to see the first scene, but now they saw a magical scene. This has never happened before. Bleeding during this kind of surgery is normal. Technology
A skilled doctor may bleed less, but what happens if this drop of blood doesn't come out? Is this a miracle doctor?
Now the eyes of these doctors looking at Chen Zifei have changed. They are full of crazy admiration, especially the tall and thin doctor. He is the closest and can see the most clearly. This man did not hesitate at all. That knife
It's fast and stable, even more stable than the old dean's scalpel.
If he hadn't been on the operating table now, the tall and thin doctor would have wanted to become a disciple immediately. Such a great master is something you can only meet but cannot seek.
In fact, just now Chen Zifei's left hand has been using internal force to control the blood flow of Nagasawa's heart. When his right hand was removing the necrotic parts, the good parts were slightly damaged, otherwise it would not be completely removed. However, under the action of Chen Zifei's internal force,
The cutting position has been continuously repaired, so that after the necrotic part is completely removed, the entire heart appears to be undamaged.
At this moment, Director Murayama poked his head out from the next room and cursed: "What are you yelling about? The old director is doing an operation and the stent will be needed soon."
When he saw that there were so many doctors suddenly on Nagasawa's side, Murayama was stunned for a moment. What kind of situation was this? Didn't he only leave one doctor and one nurse there? How could this happen?
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And there are people on the operating table. Who in the hospital dares to operate on Mr. Nagasawa without authorization? How brave, don’t you want to live?
But when Murayama saw the doctor in surgical clothes clearly, Director Murayama's jaw almost dropped. How could it be him?
"Mr. Chen, you, why are you..." Director Murayama said in horror, speechless.
Chen Zifei turned to the tall and thin doctor and said: "The necrotic area has been removed. Let's check again to see if there are any other problems. If there are no problems, just suture it. Can it be done?"
Looking at Chen Zifei, the tall and thin doctor seemed to be facing the old dean. He immediately stood up straight and said loudly: "Yes."
Chen Zifei nodded, then looked at Director Murayama, and said in a deep voice: "No need to give the old director a brace, let me take a look."
"Old Director, the situation is urgent, it is necessary..." Dr. Murayama was angry, feeling that his medical skills had been questioned, but after thinking of Chen Zifei's identity, he still did not dare to say anything.
Chen Zifei walked straight to the operating room next door. The old director was lying on the operating table, surrounded by several doctors and nurses. The position of the embolism was already displayed on the instruments. Everything was ready and waiting for Director Murayama to start the stent.
Seeing Chen Zifei walking in, the doctors and nurses were all stunned. They looked at Chen Zifei in confusion, and then at Director Murayama behind them.
Seeing that Director Murayama was silent, these doctors and nurses did not dare to say anything.
At this time, Hashimoto and other doctors who were watching the excitement also came in, still watching from the door. For a moment, the doctors and nurses in front of the operating table were even more confused. Why are so many people here? What is this for? On-site teaching?
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Seeing Chen Zifei walking up to the old dean, he glanced at the screen position, pointed his finger at the old dean's heart, and used his internal force to sense the location of the embolism. After confirming the position, Chen Zifei took out the silver needle and pointed it at the old dean.
The dean's heart was pricked.
"Stop...don't..." the doctors around him shouted, but it was too late. Chen Zifei was too fast and had already injected more than a dozen needles in the blink of an eye.
"Teacher, this kid is committing murder. He will kill the dean." Hashimoto shouted angrily.
However, Director Murayama had no time to pay attention to him at this time. His eyes were fixed on the screen. He was horrified to find that the position of the embolism on the screen was quickly dissipating, and the embolus seemed to be dissolved and dissipated.
Murayama looked at the screen in disbelief. This embolism was impossible to remove without surgery. What was going on?
Hurrying to the instrument, Murayama personally operated the instrument to check the location of the old dean's heart embolism. He had just made a plan himself. He was very clear about the location of the old dean's heart blockage. However, Murayama's eyes grew wider and wider.
Soon he discovered that the embolism in the old dean's body was disappearing one by one. In less than ten minutes, the embolism in the heart had completely disappeared, and there was no need for a stent at all.
The doctors in front of the operating table were all dumbfounded. What did they see? The embolism was removed by pricking it with a silver needle a few times? Did the embolus break? It was simply incomprehensible.
Chen Zifei used silver needles and internal force to deal with blood vessel blockages more and more smoothly. By the way, he also cleared blockages in other parts of the old dean's body. It was considered a complimentary service.
Hashimoto was completely stunned. Looking at Chen Zifei, he felt his heart trembling. "This man is simply not a human being. This is simply not something a human can do. He is a monster. He must be a monster."
Hashimoto shouted loudly, but no one paid any attention to him. Finally, a security guard came forward and dragged Hashimoto out.
At this time, all the doctors and nurses in the operating room looked at Chen Zifei with awe, as if they were looking at Shen Ming. It is their belief to save lives and heal the wounded, and Chen Zifei is like an omnipotent god.
As soon as Chen Zifei walked out of the operating room, Yamei and Keiko came to greet him.
Yamei looked at Chen Zifei anxiously, but did not dare to ask for fear of hearing bad results.
"Don't worry, the necrosis in Uncle Nagasawa's heart has been removed and he will be out in a while." Chen Zifei said with a smile.
Yamei jumped into Chen Zifei's arms and cried with joy.
Keiko was also so excited that tears filled her eyes, and she said in disbelief: "Mr. Chen, was it you who performed the surgery on Nagasawa?"
Before Chen Zifei could answer, the fans behind him rushed to answer.
"Mr. Chen is simply a miracle doctor. Didn't you see that when Mr. Chen removed the necrotic part of Mr. Nagasawa's heart, not even a drop of blood came out? Even our dean may not be able to do it."
"Really? How can you eliminate necrotic areas without bleeding, unless the removal is not complete?"
"I dare to swear on the lamp. It will be absolutely clean without any residue. If there is no bleeding, it is Mr. Chen's superb medical skills."
"This is nothing. The old dean is about to get a stent. Mr. Chen stopped by to take a look. With a few silver needles, the blood clot in the old dean's heart was directly punctured. There is no need for a stent at all."
"Mr. Chen, this is not medical skill at all, it is divine skill."